the moon is not as good as you

"..."

I didn't expect her to apologize so simply and neatly.

He Chenxi and Gu You were silent.

"Forget it..." He Chenxi hesitated, grabbed her arm and said, "Let's go."

Gu You glared at Jiang Zhiyi reluctantly, and followed her away.

"You are always bullied because you are so nice." Crossing the corridor, Gu You said indignantly.

"She apologized, forget it..."

As He Chenxi spoke, he saw Ye Jilin walking from the opposite side.

Facing the morning light, he was tall and straight and arrogant, the boy's face seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, and there was an inexplicable sense of inviolability and sacredness.

Thinking of what he heard just now outside the office door, He Chenxi felt sad. He would lean towards him with a hippie smile when he saw him, but now he lost his mood and lowered his head.

She didn't take the initiative to strike up a conversation, and the boy didn't look for her, and just passed by her.

It was Gu You who stopped him, "Ye Jilin, are you a tiger?"

Ye Jilin stopped and looked back at them.

Gu You said dissatisfied, "It's really sad to say something unfamiliar."

He Chenxi forcibly pulled her away.

When the bell rang for the last class, it was quickly overwhelmed by the math teacher's voice. After nearly 10 minutes of class, everyone rushed to the cafeteria to buy food.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't move, took out dozens of different nutritional supplements from his schoolbag, mixed them with water and ate them as meals.

The book I borrowed last week was not returned, "La La Land".There are stories about many music masters, among which Jiang Ningyu is on the list of the oldest symphony orchestra, the principals of the Philharmonic Orchestra in New York, and is known as the most mysterious oriental chief.

She just accidentally turned to this page, so she borrowed the whole book, hoping to find her mother's past, but apart from a simple passage, the author's love for this violin master who showed his face for a month , and did not write too much ink.

It was lunch time, there was no one in the library, and it was deserted, but at the other end of the corridor, I heard the sound of the piano coming from the music classroom.

Someone is playing the violin.

Jiang Zhiyi's heart moved, and she couldn't help leaning over.

Quietly pushed open the door of the music classroom, just in time to see a fat girl walking out from the side door.

She walked in and saw the mechanical piano casually placed beside the chair, her hands were itchy.

How to cure the problem that you want to touch when you see the violin?Waiting online urgently.

At this moment, the chubby girl came back again, and she was slightly taken aback when she saw that there was someone more.

Jiang Zhiyi took the initiative to say to her, "Well, I heard you playing the violin just now, it sounds very good, so come in and have a look."

Hearing this, the chubby girl showed a shy yet kind smile, "Thank you."

They chatted for a while, and Jiang Zhiyi found out that her name was Song Sining, a senior in the ordinary class of the second year of high school, and she usually didn't have many friends.I also just learned the violin. In my spare time, I like to entertain myself by myself, so I come to the music classroom to practice the violin.

"Are you interested in the violin?" Song Sining asked.

"I..." Jiang Zhiyi remained silent, before he could think of an answer, but the other party said enthusiastically, "How about I teach you?"

"……it is good."

Seeing her nodding, Song Sining happily put his mechanical violin into her hand, "I'm a beginner, and I don't know how to use a very good violin. This kind of violin is only for beginners. Let me teach you how to hold the violin first."

After the words fell, Jiang Zhiyi saw Jiang Zhiyi holding the piano firmly, and that gesture was simply skillful.

Song Sining was a little surprised, his outstretched hands stopped in the air.

Jiang Zhiyi came to his senses, and quickly asked, "Is it like this? I always watch TV like this." While talking, he moved his neck and shoulders, looking very unaccustomed.

"Ah, yes." Song Sining didn't think much, adjusted the height of the shoulder pads for her, and corrected her posture seriously.

Jiang Zhiyi was very cooperative, but she could also see that she was unfamiliar, so he silently turned the elbow holding the piano a little bit, and asked her in a decent manner, "Holding the piano, what then?"

"Then we practice the open strings."

Song Sining explained the essentials in an orderly manner, but after finishing speaking, he found that Jiang Zhiyi didn't move, so he just looked at himself.She wondered, "Didn't you understand?"

Jiang Zhiyi sighed helplessly, "I didn't give the bow to me."

"Oh, oh." Song Sining finally realized, and gave her the bow in his hand in embarrassment.

As soon as Jiang Zhiyi grasped the violin, her left hand habitually hung in the playing state, then let go, and deliberately slid up and down.

Sure enough, it caused an unpleasant friction sound.

Song Sining was very patient, even though he was half a bucket of water, he still tried his best to teach the other party what he had learned.

Suddenly, a mocking sound sounded——

"Music classrooms are not places where you make noise."

According to the prestige, there are seven or eight people filing in. The girl who is the leader is tall and beautiful, but her eyes are full of arrogance.

Jiang Zhiyi glanced at them and noticed that Ye Jilin was there, so he guessed that the key members of the school's music club came in.

She shrugged and returned the violin to Song Sining, "Forget it, I can't learn it."

"Don't pay attention to them." Song Sining whispered to her, "Anyone can come to the music classroom, it's just been occupied by people from the club."

"Didn't you join the club?"

"Applied, rejected."

"Why? I heard that you don't have to know a musical instrument."

"I don't have a good image." Song Sining was a little embarrassed, "Anyway, I was brushed off."

Jiang Zhiyi understood, glanced at those people, and sneered, "No wonder our school's music club is so bad, it turns out to be a bunch of rubbish with vain appearances, laugh to death."

She didn't lower her voice at all, she even said it to those people on purpose.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Song Sining didn't expect this plain-looking school girl to be so fierce—yes.Jiang Zhiyi did not inherit her mother's beauty.Her bone appearance is more like Lin Xuyue's coldness, but because of her congenital deficiency, she looks younger than her peers, and she just doesn't grow up.The only advantage is probably that the skin is fair, but it is too thin, dry and thin.In the school crowd, it is unremarkable.

However, the temper is very hot.

Song Sining was dumbfounded, he didn't expect her to be so tough.Others turned cold, and the president sneered, "Which class are you in, why don't you make noise?"

Jiang Zhiyi walked to the loudspeaker, turned it on deliberately, and then pressed the bow with his right hand faster and more chaotically, and the noise generated by the friction instantly swept the entire music classroom.

How to describe it, this sound is like a blade scraping a glass bottle, harsh and unpleasant, and amplified several times.

Everyone covered their ears.

"Get out!" The president was furious.

"Did you run the music classroom?" Apart from his father, Jiang Zhiyi had never been afraid of anyone.

Two girls surrounded him.

"Is this piano important to you?" Jiang Zhiyi suddenly turned around and asked Song Sining.

Song Sining subconsciously shook his head.

"That's good." Jiang Zhiyi said to her, "If it breaks, I'll pay you for a new one."