Chapter 66 (1/2)
After a meal, the three girls in the propaganda department all added Hao Yun's friends.
Hao Yun roughly turned over the circle of friends, found that they were not interested in the type, estimated that they would not chat in the future, so he left them there.
On the way back to the dormitory, Lao Zhu, who was full of food, began to look for trouble.
”Lao Zheng, you'd better play less with mobile phones and learn more from Brother Yun and Ziyuan. After a meal, you add three wechat. Look at you. After this meal, I don't even know their names. ”
Dissatisfied with this guy's tone, Zheng Xueqian dropped his mouth.
”Why do I add so much wechat, and I don't do wechat business.”
Liang Ziyuan glanced at Lao Zhu speechless and did not speak.
But Hao Yun can guess what he wants to say, because in a sense, he is the same.
If it wasn't for his roommate's face and others asked him to wechat, he wouldn't have given it.
”Speaking...”
”Well?”
Hearing that Liang Ziyuan was talking to him suddenly, Hao Yun looked at him.
After a moment's silence, he continued.
”When did you learn to play the piano?”
”What's the matter?”
Staring at his roommate for a while, Liang Ziyuan finally said nothing and moved his eyes away.
”Nothing.”
Just when Hao Yun thought the topic was over, after a while, the guy suddenly opened his mouth again.
”I take back what I said before. It's not that you don't have a talent for music... It's that I've lost my eye.”
Hao Yun
When did this happen?
I have no impression at all.
”... I'm going to try to learn piano, too.”
”Piano? It's good to learn piano. Composition or something should be more convenient than guitar. How do you suddenly want to learn piano
”At the orientation party that day, the piano music inspired me a lot. It's hard for me to describe it, but there's a feeling that when I think about something for a long time, I suddenly feel like it's all over again. ”
After about a minute of silence, he suddenly used a serious tone.
”Thank you.”
”... you're welcome.”
Although I don't know what nerves this guy is having, my intuition tells Hao Yun.
He may understand again
……
Class in music department.
Put the textbooks on the desk and piled them gently, Professor Yang Lidong continued without expression.
”That's all for today's class. The homework is what I just said. I'll go back and write a piece about the music appreciation of he'sapirate. I want to discuss the art of composition from the melody and the emotion contained in the music... Class is over!”
There was a groan in the classroom.
The roommates sitting next to Lin Mengmeng are no exception.
”Mengmeng.”
”Well?”
”Have you heard that the pirate player seems to be a student of the soft engineering institute?”
Pirate is the abbreviation of he'sapirate, which has become the most popular topic in Jiangcheng University recently.
Especially in the music department, it's almost impossible to praise the masked performer as a God, and it's Lao Yang who takes the lead.
Sitting on the other side of Lin Mengmeng, the girl with long black hair was lying on the table with a headache.
”It's really boring... The music is good, but why should it become homework? Lao Yang is really sick. If it sounds good, it will be over. What can we appreciate? ”
Su Xiaoqi tilted her head and put forward different opinions.
”I think it's very well written. Don't you think that piano piece is very picturesque?”
The girl on the table rolled her eyes.
”Yes, Su Xueba is right... It's a bit vague.”
”Well?”
The girl suddenly came to the spirit, sat up straight from the chair, looking at Lin Mengmeng's eyes twinkling with stars.
”Don't you know a student of software engineering? Can you ask him to ask me about the wechat of Hao Yun's younger brother... Hehe. ”
There was a helpless expression on Lin Mengmeng's face.
”I said... Do you really think that person is Hao Yun?”
The girl blinked.
”Didn't you watch the school forum? Everyone is saying it's the name... Eh? How can I hear that? Do I know him? ”
Lin Meng sighed and murmured in a voice that only he could hear.
”It's more than knowing...”
Rather, that person is one of her few heterosexual friends.