You stay in my heart

chapter six

Since the last porridge, after Xie Pingchuan's praise, Xu Bai has been somewhat smug.

Every day during recess, she practiced ensemble music with her classmates in the music room to prepare for the upcoming school celebration.

Xu Bai could not help but imagine that if she performed well in the program, sitting in the audience Xie Pingchuan saw, will not sincerely appreciate her, just like praise her cooking delicious - such an assumption, let her especially caper.

However, there are seven members of the ensemble. In addition to Jian Yun playing soy sauce, other students are very solid in their basic skills, are the best of the whole grade, compared with the two, Jian Yun more and more ashamed.

Jian Yun and Xu Bai confided: "I can't do anything well."

Xu Bai sat at the piano, his fingers still pressed on the keys: "Did you still not write down the steps the teacher taught you?"

Jian Yun shook his head, then nodded.

In early November in Beijing, the weather turns cold, the wind outside the window is howling, and the indoor heating has been turned on. A cold and hot echo, making the glass covered with light fog, and Jian Yun's clothes are still thin.

Xu Bai moved a little to the side, and Jian Yun sat side by side with her.

They are much closer than they were two months ago. For Jian Yun, Xu Bai is her only friend at school. She did not want to trouble Xu Bai, but seemed to be troubling her.

Xu Bai said, "Do you think this is OK? Every day after lunch, we come to the music classroom to practice."

Xu Bai was standing behind a male student playing the saxophone. The male student heard their conversation and smiled and said, "Xu Bai, when did you become so serious?"

Indeed, Xu Bai is the kind of girl who doesn't work too hard and can't be ignored.

She is good at piano, painting, outstanding appearance, temperament, and versatile. After all, it may be luck.

But today's Xu Bai is a little different, today she is full of energy: "serious is wrong?" She borrowed what Xie Pingchuan once told her, and righteously said, "We are not trying our best, at least we should try our best."

The male student felt that she had a point, and he held the sax and gave way: "Yes, yes, you continue."

But before he left, he could not help but say: "I heard from the music teacher that when the time comes, you girls should wear formal skirts, and your hair should be up..."

He tugged at his short black hair: "Jian Yun, can you make your bangs whole, your eyes are almost half blocked, can you see things clearly?"

Perhaps he suddenly realized that this seemed a little harsh to say to a girl. So he remedied it again: "The school celebration program is to be judged, we can't lose to other classes in image, I think we can surpass the senior group."

The voice of the male students did not fall, Xu Bai pressed a key, but his eyes fell on Jian Yun.

The piano was playing long and the violin was playing beside it. Jian Yun slightly turned his head, and Xu Bai's eye line: "Did you just say noon practice? Ok."

Xu Bai reached out his hand and cupped her face.

She lifted Jian Yun's thick bangs, and their eyes met directly. Xu Bai suddenly smiled: "Your eyes are brown."

She took off her hair clip and put it on Jian Yun's head.

The hair clip was set with silver, delicate and small, shining in the light of the sun, the sun seemed new.

Jian Yun blushed and thanked her, and asked: "There are still half a month, we, we can perform well?"

The boy playing the violin next to him came over. He held the violin in one hand and the bow in the other, and his eyes were still on Xu Bai's music score: "Sure, Jian Yun, don't you have confidence?"

The boy, named Zhao Anran, is not only the monitor of Xu Bai's class, but also the best violin player in the whole grade.

When they rehearse the ensemble, occasionally without the presence of the music teacher, they can proceed in an orderly manner. In fact, after all, Zhao Anran has a good plan.

Zhao Anran used his dexterous hands to read the music, while raising his voice and said: "I have a proposal, every day after lunch, we come to the music room together, we rehearse together, do the final sprint." I will strive to be in the best condition on the school anniversary day."

After that, he stood beside Jian Yun: "Jian Yun, don't worry about it, just play normally." We are a team, and if anyone says anything bad about you, you tell me right away..."

Xu Bai made a glissando: "What are you going to do after I tell you?"

Zhao Anan thought for a moment, then tossed his right hand and said, "I will hit him with the bow."

All the students present laughed before he finished.

They complied with the agreement of the day, and each day's activity class time, as well as the break time after lunch, were used for ensemble rehearsal.

On the day of the school's celebration, the school arranged the auditorium of thousands of people, and the cameras were set up nearby, and the ceremony was very grand - because it was the 50th anniversary of the school, the school leaders also attached great importance to it. But for students, as long as there is no class, they are happy.

The audience was almost full, but there were not many seniors. Xie Pingchuan originally did not want to come, but he learned that Xu Bai to perform after, he arrived 20 minutes in advance.

Ji Heng was sitting at Xie's right hand, his school bag packed with cans of beer and a box of tomato-flavored potato crisps -- he waited in anticipation for the school celebration, with an appearance order sheet in his hand.

Xie Pingchuan asked, "Where does Xu Bai's program rank?"

Ji Heng opened the program list and said condescendingly, "You ask me, ask me, I'll tell you."

Xie Pingchuan slightly turned his face and looked at the boy on his left: "Hello, classmates, can you please tell me, the third grade piano ensemble program, ranked where?"

The boy immediately replied, "Number five! I saw the rehearsal and remember it very well!"

He rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "The girl who plays the piano, especially water spirit, is my favorite type." After the show, I want to go backstage and ask for her autograph."

As he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little cold.

The lights in the audience were dimmed, the sound of nearby conversations was muted, and everyone consciously turned off their mobile phones, leaving no glimmer. Boys can not see Xie Pingchuan's expression, only feel Xie Pingchuan watching him.

He said cautiously, "Classmate, the program has begun, don't you watch the program?"

Xie Pingchuan did not answer, he smiled darkly.

Because the atmosphere around him was really terrible, the male student did not stick to it for long, picked up his bag and fled, fleeing to another seat.

In this way, there was no one on Xie Pingchuan's left and only Ji Heng on his right.

Ji Heng handed Xie Pingchuan a can of beer: "Come, come, reduce anger."

Xie Pingchuan lifted the pull ring and clinked glasses with Ji Heng. They each drank two cans, forgetting the fact that neither of them usually drank, and neither of them had the capacity to drink.

At this time, the stage is performing the fourth program, which is a skit celebrating campus life, the performer is a group of students in the second grade, and the vision is limited to the second grade.

Ji Heng pulled Xie Pingchuan by the collar, while recalling: "Xie Pingchuan, I was assigned to a group with you in the second year of junior high school to participate in the programming competition, I was not happy."

Xie Pingchuan was already drunk, he said: "I am not happy..." He pulled off Ji Heng's hand: "You look too weak, you will drag me down."

"You are too proud and don't know how to work as a team," Ji accused.

Xie Pingchuan sat upright and said, "I don't cooperate with salted fish."

Ji Heng mumbled: "You speak clearly, who, who is the salted fish?"

Xie Pingchuan, as expected, made it very clear: "The second day will not write large integer addition, subtraction, multiplication and division of people."

Ji Heng continued to struggle: "It's not simple... Adding, subtracting, multiplying and dividing small programs ah, to use character data structures, to represent integer numbers, I was only in the second grade, how can I think of it."

He suddenly banged the handrail and hit back hard: "It's you, Xie Pingchuan, you did not say that convolutional neural networks can be combined with reinforcement learning, I think you are nonsense?"

Xie Pingchuan straightered the collar of his clothes: "Don't use nonsense to describe what you haven't seen or can't understand."

Then he rose from his seat and walked calmly to the rear.

Ji Heng turned around and whispered, "Xie Pingchuan, where are you going?"

"Go backstage," Xie Pingchuan said, crossbody bag, "Xu Bai is about to play, I want to wait for her backstage."

The green "fire exit" in the hallway glowed with a faint light of stars. He walked along the fire exit and made it out of the center of the synagogue into a bright hall.

There were several busy figures in the hall.

One of the staff members asked, "Where are the logistics? Why doesn't anyone bring water?"

On the floor tiles inlaid with gold and white, there were two boxes of mineral water, and a boy stood by and gasped: "Logistics is me, I'm too tired, you let me rest."

The staff said, "OK, I will go inside and ask some people to help you carry water."

He had not gone far, Xie Pingchuan came near. He shouldered a case of mineral water and followed the man backstage.

At this moment, the fourth program is coming to an end, and Xu Bai's group is about to appear.

Backstage is full of people, the props team is running around.

Sitting with her companion, Xu Bai had already put on her long dress and her hair was up. Except for Xu Bai, everyone else was a little nervous, and she sat nonchalantly, the fringe on the waist buckle fell, and she was also fiddled.

Not far from her, Xie Pingchuan put down the mineral water, he walked through the crowded crowd, straight to Xu Bai.

Xu Bai ** looked at him and blurted out, "Brother, how did you get in here?"

Xie Pingchuan stood next to Xu Bai, glancing over her classmates - especially her male classmates. Then he said, "Carrying a case of mineral water, they let me in."

Xu Bai got up from her seat after hearing his words, her black skirt swinging slightly and trailing over the crimson carpet like black irises in the kindly red dust.

And she herself, naturally carved, light and unaware, is probably a white hibiscus.

There were many other people around, Xu Bai didn't care at all. "Am I pretty today?" she asked directly.

Xie Pingchuan replied, "Do you want to hear the truth or the lie?"

Xu Bai thought for a moment and carefully chose: "A lie."

Xie Pingchuan is as usual: "Not bad."

His tone was cold and perfunctory, and Xu Bai showed a disappointed expression: "And the truth?"

Xie Pingchuan rarely honest: "Very beautiful." He lowered his voice, bent slightly over her ear and said, "Not just today, but every day."