the moon is not as good as you

His tone was a little taken for granted, and he didn't realize the overly intimate attitude at the moment.

Jiang Ningyu didn't realize it either, and waved her hand feebly, "Got it."

Only then was Lu Li satisfied, unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle for her, and handed it over.Still emphasizing one sentence reassuringly, "Listen to me, that's right, I won't harm you."

She nodded her head like picking garlic, and after a glance, she noticed Lin Xuyue standing aside.His eyes are slightly lowered, his expression is like a deep pool of water, like an outsider, hiding his emotions with a faint expression.

Jiang Ningyu remembered something and smiled at him, "Thank you for the Coke."

Within a few days, Ling Youyou formed a wine bureau.The kind of extravagant drinking party where the rich second generation hold a group.

Jiang Ningyu finally met the legendary "Adam", who looked gentle and refined.

But she faintly felt that she had seen him somewhere.

Maybe staring at Adam for too long, too long to be misleading.Ling Youyou glanced at her several times.

The little sister next to Ling Youyou seemed to have sensed her upset mood, so she smiled and said, "UU, the servant next to you is dressed so shabby, why don't you let her bark like a dog and heat up our place. "

Jiang Ningyu frowned.

Ling Youyou raised her chin and said to her, "Then learn how to bark like a dog."

Everyone in the box was watching the show, and she was embarrassed to come down to the stage.After a few seconds of confrontation, Ling Youyou's eyes became colder and colder, with the potential to turn her face - she has always been one-sided, and she will get angry if something goes wrong, which will only make her more ugly.

Finally, she compromised, and made a weak voice from her throat:

"Wang, wangwang..."

Then there was a burst of laughter all around.

She felt ashamed, covered her face and left.

Her eyes were blurred, and she was afraid that she would break the ground when she stepped on the marble floor overflowing with light.

The moment she was a little dizzy, she suddenly heard someone shouting anxiously in her ear - "Jiang Ningyu!"

Who?
She subconsciously turned her head to look for it, but accidentally caught a glimpse of a tall and straight figure.Sitting by the secluded riverside, his superior profile was reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun, but the way he looked at his phone was inexplicably downcast.

She thought blankly for a few seconds before tentatively approaching, "It's you?"

Lin Xuyue turned her head and saw that it was her, she nodded with a light smile.His tone was somewhat surprised, "Crying again?"

Embarrassed by his unprepared and natural attitude, she wiped her face embarrassingly, "You saw it..."

He smiled and didn't answer.

She hesitated for a moment, sat down beside him, and carefully asked, "Are you watching the sunset?"

"Think about life." His answer was very approachable, and it made people feel a little close for no reason.

Her brows and eyes were a bit bitter, "It's great, you only think about life when you have hope."

He said, "It's just that there are some things that are meaningless but can't be unattached to. I want to determine my mind, whether I want it or not, and whether I should give it a go."

She blurted out, "Then have you ever asked the Bodhisattva?"

For a moment, the boy froze for a moment.Then, as if hearing something unbelievable, some real surprised smiles appeared on his face, "What did you say?"

She was a little embarrassed by the laugh, "When people are confused, don't they always go to the gods and ask the Buddha?"

The boy suddenly smiled and shook his head, "You and I are...classmates, we are a bit similar in some respects."

"Uh?"

"She also often speaks amazingly and has some whimsical ideas."

She had an intuition, "Is it a girl?"

"Ah."

"you like her?"

Lin Xuyue was kind and kind, "This involves my privacy." His expression was slightly smiling, his brows and eyes were noble and soft, but somehow people could see a sense of distance.

There is nothing embarrassing about being kindly reminded of crossing a line.

She apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't suppress my curiosity." Then she suddenly heard someone calling her.

——Ling Youyou was standing on the side of the road not far away, looking at her with a cold face and displeasure.

Jiang Ningyu got up in a hurry, and greeted her with a nod and bow.

The roommate didn't come back at night, and she found that there was an extra status in the circle of friends:
[I will be a firm materialist all my life. 】

From "Dead end" whose name is unknown.I sent three photos, one is the evening on the Hudson River; one is the neon lights of Lincoln Center; the last one is a girl who looks very beautiful with her arm cutting a birthday cake.

If it wasn't for this last picture, she would really be so affectionate, thinking that this circle of friends is for herself.

She suddenly thought of the "classmate" he said. When he mentioned it, the gentle and forbearing smile on his brows and eyes reminded her of this arm.

The boy's appearance and temperament are too much like the unattainable prince in the novel.The prince will always fall in love with the princess in the end, and she is just a small character who is bullied.

But just thinking of those endings, she felt a sour sense of happiness in her heart.

So let the trees become trees and the flowers become flowers.

All she has to do is be a successful violinist....

She nodded and covered her head under the quilt.

……

Almost in a daze, Ling Youyou suddenly rushed into the dormitory angrily, "slapped" a form on the table, and said to her in a cold voice, "Those little bastards of Linda dare to compete with me for the selection seat !...I must be selected for this performance selection!"

Jiang Ningyu picked up the form and glanced at it.It's the performance selection registration of the college-as a music school with a falsely high ranking, but it can be considered a high one, the Lincoln Concert Hall will give their school two places to perform with the orchestra every three months.And these two precious seats will depend on bloody fights.

Being able to perform on the stage of the world's top concert halls, this life experience alone is enough to become a talking point.

So you can't go through the back door, you can only fight with your strength.Often in the fairest competition, there is a crueler undercurrent hidden in the competition.

Although Ficher College has silver-colored pewter guns, it is not without students with good musical talents.Ling Youyou usually didn't care about any performances, but today was uncharacteristically, and Jiang Ningyu couldn't help being curious, "Why did you have to choose?"

"Adam said that he likes talented girls. If I can go to the concert hall and let him see another side of me, wouldn't he be completely impressed by me." Ling Youyou's expression was nympho and proud, looking at her But then he squinted again, "I've opened up all the other relationships, just that little bitch Linda, who claims to be good at playing the violin, but she just doesn't want to give up signing up... You find a way to get rid of her hand."

"...What?" She didn't respond for a while.

"I said, let her not participate in the competition! Do you need me to teach you what to do?" Ling Youyou left this sentence impatiently, and left proudly.

She was left in a daze for a long time before she understood what she meant.

There was a chill down the back.