Since then, Ning Tao went back to his dormitory to read and write calligraphy for several months in a row. When he was tired, he played guitar, sang softly to comfort his lonely heart.
Perhaps because of the frustration of love, he played the guitar and sang a song, no longer the original brilliant and spirited Qinghua. The song was slightly hoarse, with sadness and emotion. It turned out that he liked to play with the guitar with a bright rhythm and beat, and now he could only play the sad solo.
The most obvious thing was that when the student came to ask for guidance, he calmly said to the student after explaining, "Do you understand? That's what I did." There was no such scene as chatting and laughing with the students after talking about the textbook with the students in the past. Th
