Outside the venue, in the corner of the college, was a quiet courtyard.
The bored boy sat on the bench where they first met, lazily basking in the sun, humming softly, and waiting quietly.
Hearing the footsteps in the distance, he raised his head and smiled.
"Have you finished beating the naughty boy?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at the visitor with sympathetic eyes, "It's really hard work."
Gavin sat next to him and sighed tiredly, as if he was tired.
After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Have you guessed it?"
The young man nodded, raised his finger, and gestured with the size of a handful: "It's just a little vague, just like the bench you disguised as."
"I...did I expose any flaws? I've obviously paid close attention to it."
"No, your disguise was perfect from beginning to end. Until you took off your hood, I had no way to determine your true identity. Unfortunately, you are too strong, so strong that sometimes I feel like I can't see through you at all. There are not many people in this school who give me this feeling.”
"because this?"
"What's more, I can see that you are quite accomplished in the Change Faction, but since you are not in the Change Academy, I think you might just be a minor. And most of the people who are minoring in the Change Faction are The Royal School. Only they will practice the two schools at the same time before becoming musicians... "
When Gavin heard this, his expression became more and more bitter:
"And I'm the most famous among them."
"That's right, you never showed up from the beginning to the end, right? Others say that you are proud enough and don't want to fight with other students, but I think... there may be another reason."
Gavin sighed.
The two of them were silent to each other, basking in the sun, and in the long silence, they had such a tacit understanding.
…
After a long time, Ye Qingxuan had enough exposure and asked:
"It was you who arranged for us to have a bye the next day, right? The student union has this authority. However, logically speaking, shouldn't the president of the student union be a lackey of the school committee?"
"As a person, you always have to have a long-term perspective. Sometimes when you look too far, you feel that the school committee is stupid for focusing on one school."
Ye Qingxuan was amused, "Aren't you afraid that they will wear small shoes for you?"
Gavin spread his hands, "I've already graduated, what else can the school committee do to me?"
"Then you sneaked into the Department of Music and History under your false name just to slap your brother?"
"I just want to see you clearly."
"… I?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, "Am I worthy of being investigated by the President of the Student Union?"
"Don't underestimate yourself. You have only been in school for three or four months, right? You are already everyone's nightmare, the devil of the East, the shame of the academy... When my younger brother is going to enter this school after I leave, as a good brother, I should at least prepare something for him.”
"You came to me just to be a good brother?"
Ye Qingxuan shook his head, not believing it at all, "Is there any other reason? Is it necessary for you to lie in front of me, a disgrace to the academy? Or is it really for your brother that you have done so much?"
Gavin was silent, his iron-gray eyes full of complexity and self-mockery.
"If there is really any other reason, then it's probably because... you live a free life, right?"
Gavin looked up at him, "To be honest, when I first saw you from the podium, I felt envious... because sometimes I really want to live like you."
"What's so good about this kind of life?"
Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes, "You already said that you want to be regarded as the shame of the college, the devil of the east, and you have to be challenged wherever you go. Moreover, you also want to be regarded as a thorn in the side of the school committee... you are simply being ignored. Okay?"
"Then let's switch between the two of us?"
"No change."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head decisively without even thinking about it.
"really."
Gavin raised his eyebrows and smiled softly: "There's nothing good about being the student council president, right?"
"No, no, no, student president, you are very successful. This is obvious to everyone. Unfortunately, you may not be able to be a 'good brother'."
Hearing what he said, Gavin's expression suddenly felt melancholy.
"Actually, if possible, you and Banner could have become friends. I have arranged so many opportunities... As long as his attitude is more friendly... "
"To be honest, you are thinking too much."
"maybe."
He smiled bitterly, "At least, don't hate him. Banner is not actually bad... he is just stupid."
"I know."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, "A priest once told me that no one wants to be a bad person when he is born. This sentence makes sense, doesn't it?"
Gavin nodded.
"But if everyone in this world wants to be a good person, where will all the suffering come from?"
Ye Qingxuan saw through his mind and asked directly: "The promise you want from me is that you hope that I will not target your brother, right?"
Gavin nodded, then became helpless again: "Now that things have happened, I don't have the shame to say that."
"Don't worry, I promise you."
Ye Qingxuan said calmly, "With such a low IQ, he won't make me feel threatened."
"… Thanks."
Although his mood was complicated, Gavin still politely thanked him.
"You're welcome. You know what? Your brother reminds me of a friend sometimes."
"friend?"
"Yes, friend."
Ye Qingxuan recalled the shadow of the young man in his heart and smiled: "He is also the kind of person who shouts all day long, 'I want no one to look down on me in the future!' But in fact, he is completely different from Banner. Because he knows Why on earth am I being looked down upon by others, although what he thinks is not necessarily right. To be honest, that guy has many flaws, and there are many things that I...can't accept, but I'm afraid he sees me the same way."
Gavin pondered: "In this case, there will be a lot of contradictions, right?"
"Yes, but isn't that what so-called friends are like? Tolerate each other, tolerate each other, and in the end, there is no bottom line at all... Fortunately, he never asked me to give up my bottom line. I Think, these are probably good friends, right?"
"Yes." Gavin said sadly, "They are very good friends."
Ye Qingxuan smiled mischievously, "Are you envious?"
For some reason, Gavin wanted to beat him.
"It's getting late, I'll leave first."
He shook his head and stood up to leave, "The school committee still wants me to have a meeting to deal with the mess you left. Meetings are really troublesome."
Ye Qingxuan waved goodbye lazily, "Remember to say a few kind words for me in front of those respectful old people, Mr. President."
Gavin looked back at him without saying a word.
Ye Qingxuan shrugged helplessly: "Okay, please, Brother Stool."
"This time it finally sounds more pleasant to my ears than the president."
Gavin smiled, turned around and left, disappearing into the afternoon sunshine.
Under the warm sunshine, Ye Qingxuan leaned on the bench, yawned sleepily, and fell asleep. But while he was half asleep, he couldn't help but think of the shadow of a certain boy in his memory.
I wonder how that guy Vito is doing now
Did you have a meteoric rise
Is he okay
Ye Qingxuan sighed, missing him a little.
…
…
The same afternoon, under the same sunshine.
Burgundy, the first national university, is a gathering place for elites known as the cradle of future politicians.
In the auditorium, there was a huge crowd. Those people looked at the podium with fanatical eyes. Following the young man's speech, they started to make waves and shouted in response.
The speech is coming to an end.
"My friends! Don't you understand yet? Our motherland is in danger!"
The young man clenched his fists and his voice was impassioned and passionate, full of anger and pain:
"The bloated administrative system, the incompetent ruling party, the mediocre royal family that only keeps asking for things from the people, and the group of socialists who occupy the House of Representatives and only talk about it! Spare those fat bureaucrats who can only eat nothing! Spare those who Incompetent guys who can only escape reality! Spur on those defeatists and those anarchists! Because of them, business is declining day by day, the border troops have no quality, and farmers have lost their land and become slaves... Our motherland, in Groaning in humiliation, our sun is about to go out. Tell me, my friends, what should we do? Where should our motherland go? Do we want to place our hopes on those musicians who do not eat the fireworks of the world?! Is it possible? Do we have to wait for the savior to descend from the sky? Do we have to wait for those greedy foreign capitalists to squeeze enough profits from us, wipe their mouths and walk away, pushing this country into dire straits?"
"No! Never!
Musicians have never cared about the sufferings of us mortals! No savior will ever come! Those capitalists will never stop their greedy search!
We cannot rely on others for gifts or redemption. If we want our motherland to rise, we must rely on ourselves! Rely on you, rely on the advanced political program and the power of the people!
We can no longer be silent! Let this country decline and moan! All of you here are the elites selected from ten thousand. The future of this country... Do we have to stand by and remain silent
No! no way! Friends, we must stand up, we must take responsibility for this country! Besides us, who else would love our motherland so much? Who else can save it but us
We must unite, friends, we need each other's strength!
I believe that with the help of this force, our motherland will surely rise and emerge from the shadow of recession!
I believe that this glorious day will come soon.
At that time, I will take over the banner of Joan of Arc and rush to the forefront for this great country! Just like she once led the fearless warriors to kill the enemy, shedding the last drop of blood for this great country. If I die because of this, then I will be worthy of my ancestors. If I die because of this, then there must be the next hero to stand up and carry my flag! "
In the huge auditorium, the young man's thin figure was like a giant, shouting hoarsely in the eyes of countless fanatical eyes:
"God bless Burgundy! God bless the National University! God bless the great people!—Long live Burgundy!"
“Long live Burgundy!!!”
There was a roar, like thunder.
It was applause, cheers, fanatical shouting and praise. All the students shouted his name, raised their hands, waved vigorously, and responded to his gaze.
The young man came off the stage, and enthusiastic students rushed to hug him and shouted wildly: "Long live Burgundy! Long live Burgundy! Long live Burgundy!"
"Perfect inauguration speech, Your Excellency Don Juan!"
Under the podium, the Secretary of the Student Union came forward, held his hand vigorously, and could not contain his excitement: "Among all the previous student union presidents, there has never been such a shocking speech like yours..."
"I just said what everyone is thinking."
The young man known as Don Juan hugged him gracefully and said sincerely: "From today on, I will rely on everyone in the student union to work with me."
The student union secretary nodded excitedly, "For Burgundy!"
"That's right."
The young man named Don Juan smiled meaningfully:
"-for Motherland!"
And for me.