92. Chess talk between two people. God knows how Wei Feifei noticed Yang Yi hiding in the corner of the stage when he was performing on stage, even though the lights in this show were much brighter than other times. ~ But the fact now is that Yang Yi was surrounded by several people who had taken off his makeup and carried him to the seat where the class was, which inevitably caused another burst of laughter. This is the case for students. Sometimes a group activity can bring them closer together. And when some girls were teasing the six Young Pioneers, they did not forget to hide their smiles and looked at the program planner curiously. A brilliantly frowned. This is probably because the show Class Three is too eye-catching. Although the next few shows are also exciting, with such weird gems as "Happy Happy" in the front, the subsequent performances will always make people want to watch. It feels a bit tasteless. The low-pitched atmosphere in the venue finally reached another high point after the beautiful senior sister announced "Xiao violin solo, "Canon in D major", Jiang Nan, Class 1, Grade 3"; I have to say that Yang Yi The suggestions given are very good. Of the two programs in Class 3, the first one was a funny skewering dance that was "high" under very bright lights, but when it was Jiang Nan's turn to perform the violin solo, the rampaging laser lights were silent. In the darkness as clear as water. On the high walls on both sides of the auditorium stage, there are ventilation windows open. When there is no light, you can see the graceful silver glow of the winter night, and the frosty moonlight shines white on the stage. And the girl on the stage was only slightly silhouetted in the shadows, which lowered the decibel level in the auditorium by a notch. The usually fresh and delicate ponytail is tied behind the head, and the swan-like neck is bent into a mysterious and beautiful arc. The way she sits quietly is indescribably elegant and moving. The accompaniment of the cello sounded, and Jiang Nan’s movement of setting up the violin was as soothing as a lily in the wind. After a while, a melodious melody sounded, with a sad and sweet melody, making people feel like they are on a cruise ship in Venice, traveling along the emerald 1anghua. The whole place was finally silent. If Lei Renwu brought the atmosphere to a fever pitch, Jiang Nan's performance undoubtedly touched the depths of the soul. With her perfect performance in the announcer position in this half semester, not only the first-year students, but also the second-year and third-year students in high school, there are not many people who don't know the girl. And now, on this clear night, the moment Jiang Nan hung the strings on Jiang Nan's piano bow, the hearts of countless people were like the notes that suddenly bloomed, inevitably beating violently. The jianjia is green, and the white is frost. The so-called beauty is on the water side. ??? ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off together out of school. ~As long as the difference between the two is not too big, there will always be brave people who speak out their love bravely. But in front of Jiang Nan like this, this scene that was so close yet hard to touch made many boys who were usually conceited and arrogant feel trembling in their hearts. Like the cold moon hanging far away in the far-reaching night, it is at your fingertips when you raise your hand, but it will never belong to you. The senior student who announced the curtain was listening attentively on the stage. She saw a faint flinch in her partner's dejection and smiled playfully: "What's the matter? Talented Huang actually looks like he is mourning and hurting himself. What a big deal." News." Tonight's male host, Huang Qi from Grade 1, was startled, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Niya, why don't I feel sorry for myself? I’m just surprised by this girl’s performance level.” “Oh——” Ni Ya from Grade 3 and Grade 5 blinked: “Isn’t it true that I have that feeling for Jiang Nan? Then forget it. I’m also going to help you ask Ai Ye.” “Although Ai Ye and Jiang Nan are both hosts of the broadcasting club, their relationship is no worse than that of Miss Jiang and the girls in her class, and Ni Ya is Ai Ye’s director. My guide when I joined the broadcasting club at the beginning of the year. Huang Qi hesitated, looking like he was choking, but he couldn't admit that he was really attracted to the girl on the stage. Ni Ya chuckled twice and then said seriously: "To be honest, I really want you to pursue Jiang Nan now, so that this little girl won't get entangled with Zhou Shao again." "Zhou Shao?" Huang Qi I frowned mao, if there is anyone in No. 1 High School who dares to compete with Zhou Shao, it must be Huang Qi who has a father, the police chief. At least in the small game of fighting dad, as a black cat Sheriff Huang's father belongs to boss Zhou Anzhou who has a rat background, even if he eats cats and mice. "Yes, I heard that Mr. Zhou will present a flower to little girl Jiang Nan later." Ni Ya raised her eyebrows: "Don't you plan to be a messenger to protect the flower?"After hearing this, Huang Qi, who was considered one of the princes of Yuezhou but had no dandy habits at all, fell into a contradictory dilemma - should he get close to her? But this girl is so dazzling that even with my own arrogance, I dare not pay attention to her at this time. In front of such a girl, who can guarantee that he will not feel inferior? Of course, there are always exceptions. For example, Mr. Zhou, as mentioned by the two hosts, is now holding a bouquet of roses with an excited expression. He is surrounded by a bunch of helpers. Originally, these people were still there at the beginning. They were busy thinking of ideas, but when Jiang Nan's piano sounded, they all just stood there dumbly, not bothering to give advice to the boss. [Ye*zi] [Yu*you] The sound of the piano is still going on. Originally, Canon should be a two-part piece played by two people, but let alone Class 3, I am afraid that even in the entire campus, there is no one who can play with it. Jiang Nan's cooperator came, so the girl settled for the tape accompaniment. However, even if it is a rigid and lifeless accompaniment, under Jiang Nan's skillful tuning, the front and rear parts are still like two dancing skylarks, chasing each other over and over again, lingering under the quiet night sky. "Which class is this from?" A boy just couldn't help but sigh and showed a little bit of ambition, which attracted unanimous glares from the students around him: "What are you yelling about? It doesn't matter which class she is in, it's not your turn. Go and chase her." Class 3 is also talking a lot at the moment, but most of them are just admiring Jiang Nan's piano skills. A beautiful and talented girl is certainly worthy of being sought after, but a beautiful and talented girl is also very Girls who are low-key are even more admirable. "If Bai Luu and Zhang Manman hadn't caught a cold, we wouldn't have been able to hear this heavenly sound today." "That's right, it's a good thing they caught a cold." The last sentence is undoubtedly a bit inappropriate, but at this time, actually Not many people disagreed. Only Yang Yi focused all his attention on Jiang Nan's fingers and chin. Although he couldn't play the violin, he knew more about the situation than his classmates. For example, girls sometimes tingled when their fingers touched the strings. The pain was severe, including soreness in my shoulders and wrists after practicing the piano for a long time, as well as the "qin ěn" under my cheeks after sweating in the summer, and the tinnitus caused by constantly playing high notes. Although these are mostly problems caused by incorrect posture or transition during piano practice, for the vast majority of non-scientific violinists, they will always encounter one or two of them in their lives. And when he thought of the girl on the stage, who was still clenching her teeth and insisting on practicing the piano even though her brows were furrowed, Yang Yi couldn't help but feel a little sad. Because Jiang Nan had told him that since her father embarked on an official career and her mother went to the north to do business, her least favorite violin practice had quietly become the only way for the young girl to miss her parents. … … After the song ended, there was silence in the venue for more than ten seconds, and then there was a warm and heartfelt applause. There was no booing, no whistles, no cheers, and even the loudness of the applause was not as loud as some previous programs, but it was long-lasting and long-lasting. This applause contained the touching feeling of the soul. "Is it gone?" A boy in the corner said sadly to himself, but it became the voice of most people. And at this moment, when Jiang Nan stood up, smiled quietly, bowed and was about to retreat, a corner of the auditorium suddenly started to vibrate. This kind of noise was like ripples in the water, and it rippled through the entire student body. inside. "Hey, that's Zhou Shao. What does he want to do?" "You don't know yet? He has been chasing this girl who plays the piano for almost two months." Such whispers sounded from every corner of the auditorium, and everyone just Looking at Zhou Shao holding a bouquet of white roses, striding across the aisle, looking at the surrounding gazes like guided missiles as if they were nothing, he stepped onto the stage. Huang Qi had been staring at Zhou Shao's movements, but in public, Zhou Shao had the courage to offer his hand as if no one else was around, but he lacked a legitimate reason to stop it. After a moment's hesitation, Zhou Shao was allowed to go on stage. "This is for you." Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, looking at the white bouquet in front of him and Zhou Shao's already somewhat annoying face. This son of a wealthy family has never used any strong tactics, which is why Jiang Nan has not treated him coldly, but now that Zhou Shao is offering flowers in such a public place, it seems that he is taking advantage of the situation to force him. The smell made Jiang Nan feel uncomfortable. The school leaders in the front row all frowned, but because Zhou An donates to Yi Gao every year to fund his education, and Zhou Shao’s introducer to the school is also quite energetic, and his current actions are not considered against the school rules.Regarding the school discipline, everyone had to watch silently. The reaction of the students below was much more complicated. They kept saying "wow" all the time. These were undoubtedly the little girls who wished that they were the ones to be lavished on the stage in public. There were also people who couldn't stand Zhou Shao, so they snorted coldly with their nostrils: "Is he worthy of giving flowers to others? He has no self-awareness at all." However, most people were still making noises underneath. The photo taken just now by Jiang Nan looked like an elf under the moon. He was so graceful and graceful that he didn't dare to take a breath. Now someone actually launched an attack on this high-altitude city in the clouds. Naturally, his eyes widened in fear of missing the good show. Only the students in Class 3 all turned their heads to Yang Yi, wanting to see the reaction of the person who spent the least time with Jiang Nan and was the closest to him. After all, psychologically, they now support Yang Yi more. The two people were still confronting each other on the stage. Zhou Shao seemed to be convinced of Jiang Nan's usually gentle and gentle temper, and he actually stood on the stage and couldn't get down. And just when Huang Qi couldn't help but want to step forward to intervene, he heard the girl say softly: "Thank you." "Thank you" Then she took the bouquet with trembling hands. The whole place was in an uproar. At this moment, many boys’ eyes were stung by the lights on the stage and Zhou Shao’s smiling face. And Yang Yi was still quiet, standing there silently, with an expressionless face like a Pharaoh's mask. ?… ?An knows that everything in the world is like a chess game. Just when everyone thought this was the imperfect ending of the performance, just when Zhou Shaozhi walked off the stage with great satisfaction, the girl behind him not only did not leave the stage, but instead stepped forward and took the microphone "I would like to thank Zhou in advance. Classmate Shao, thank him for buying this bouquet of flowers for me. Can I give you the money after the party?" Zhou Shao, who was still high-spirited just now, froze in his steps, as if Jiang Nan's gentle words were the most vicious. Medusa's spell. "Then, here today, I want to give this bouquet of flowers, as well as the "Canon" just now, to a friend of mine, Yang Yi." A louder noise than before broke out, and the large auditorium became A closed hive was formed, with countless buzzing sounds echoing, colliding, and reflecting inside. Most of the boys in Class 3, after getting along and observing these days, have gradually lost the desire to compete with Yang Yi. Now that they heard Jiang Nu's words, they looked at Yang Yi again with envy. "What I want to say is, thank you for teaching me how to be a daughter, thank you for your music and words" In fact, what Jiang Nan wants to say most is - thank you for the secrets we share together. But she didn’t dare, because the previous words were already a girl’s greatest courage. The girl pursed her lips in the end and coughed lightly: "Well, I know you are here, so give me a chance to thank you." Although the girl was extremely rebellious in her heart, she said this in front of thousands of people. As he spoke, he still lowered his head unconsciously. When she raised her eyes, she found that the boy was already standing in front of her. "Thank you, but please remember to pay the courier." Yang Yi smiled. Jiang Nan didn’t know what “courier” meant, but that didn’t stop the two from smiling at each other. The voices in the audience were extremely distant and faint at this moment. Young people have something called loneliness and courage flowing in their bodies. At that time, they dared to say and do anything. But later on, the courage gradually disappeared, leaving only loneliness. It wasn’t until later that I realized that everything in the world is like a chess game, and every game is new. If that’s the case, then from now on, let’s suffer an endless calamity of immortality.