Chapter 73

Summer dream has been chasing the figure, but in turn, its owner disappeared.

She even looked around the Conservatory of music, but she couldn't find him.

This should be a sentence. If a person wants to deliberately avoid you, you can't find him even if he is close at hand.

When returning to the midsummer music teahouse, Jiang Hong greeted her and asked, "Xia Meng, what happened to you just now?"

Up to now, Xia Meng is still a little absent-minded.

"Just now, I seem to have seen a very good and good friend a long time ago. However, it seems that I read it wrong. " Xia Meng said lost.

Jiang Hong asked suspiciously, "good, good friend? Is it a former boyfriend? "

When Xia Meng heard this, his body trembled and whispered, "it's not... Right."

"Not really?" Jiang Hong is more confused. Yes, no, No. what does "not be" mean?

Jiang Hong wants to ask more questions, but at the moment, Xia Meng doesn't want to talk about this topic any more.

She changed the subject and asked, "sister Hong, your brother-in-law with great musical talent hasn't come yet?"

Jiang Hong was embarrassed. "I'll call to urge you."

Then he called he Jinyin and urged him to come quickly.

However, at this time, Xia Meng waved his hand, "forget it. I'm not in the mood today! See you later if you have a chance. "

Xia Meng said this and turned away from here.

Jiang Hong is even more embarrassed.

She complained about he Jinyin and called him.

After the phone was connected, Jiang Hong said angrily, "brother-in-law, we've been waiting for you so long. Why haven't you come yet?"

"I have something." He Jinyin made a lame excuse.

"If you have something to do, call and let us wait so long. Forget it, I won't introduce her to you in the future! " Jiang Hong was also angry and said unhappily.

"Uh huh... Sister Hong, hang up if you're okay." He Jinyin said hoarsely.

Then he hung up the phone.

At this time, he leaned against a camphor tree with a mobile phone in his hand and a complex look on his face.

He looked up at the sky.

Today's sky is the same as that midsummer.

His state of mind has always been very insipid, has always been cloud light breeze, but today, his heart is chaotic.

He walked alone on the stone path under the camphor tree. He didn't know how long he walked and came to the artificial lake.

There is Wutong tree, a girl under the Wutong tree, where she is holding a guitar and recording a short video.

When she saw he Jinyin coming, her eyes lit up, and then she waved to him.

"Classmate, can you come and help me? Take my mobile phone and shoot my video? " Said the girl.

He Jinyin was stunned. Unexpectedly, he was still regarded as a student when he was old.

However, he did not explain that he was a teacher.

But nodded and then walked to her side.

The girl, taking the initiative, introduced: "Hello, classmate, my name is Shen Mengjun. I'm a student of class 3 of the music department. Thank you. "

"You're welcome. It's just a little help."

He Jinyin took the cell phone in her hand and began to shoot for her.

He stood in position as the girl said.

And the girl, holding the guitar, plucked the guitar strings.

She tilted her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, played the guitar accompaniment and sang: "will you think of the diary you wrote yesterday tomorrow. Do you still think about you tomorrow? The teachers can't remember you who cry most. You can't guess the problem... "

She played the same song "you at the same table"!

He Jinyin was stunned when he listened to the song

About a few minutes later, Shen Mengjun finished playing.

Immediately, he took the mobile phone from his hand, clicked it, and the video played out.

She looked at it and was quite satisfied, "ha ha... It's a good shot. Thank you!"

He Jinyin shook his head, "you're welcome. By the way, can I borrow your guitar? "

"Lend you?" Shen Mengjun was stunned. This classmate, why does he want to borrow a guitar?

Does he want to play a song, too?

Can he play the guitar, too?

"Yes. Lend me a tune. " He Jinyin nodded.

Shen Mengjun was stunned and probably understood.

"He must want to show himself in front of me, and then he wants to get the favor of my 'dirty King'? Hehe... How can this little trick escape my eyes? " Shen Mengjun said in his heart.

However, in view of the fact that he helped shoot the video just now, Shen Mengjun nodded, "OK. However, you should pay attention. If you can't play, don't use too much force, otherwise the guitar will be easily damaged! "

She has regarded he Jinyin as a boy who can't play the guitar and likes to behave in front of girls.

At the same time, in my heart, my favor for him decreased significantly.

In his head, he thought of his "Piano Man God".

I look forward to his family's piano God playing the piano here.

Thinking... Mom, I feel like it's going to be high ~ tide. She quickly stopped imagining.

At this time, He Jinyin had been holding the guitar and sitting on the stone bench beside the Wutong tree.

Then, tune it up. He played softly.

When he played, the midsummer appeared in his head.

Then, in his mouth, he sang: "will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday tomorrow. Do you still think about you tomorrow? The teachers can't remember you who cry most. You can't guess the problem... "

Bouncing, bouncing, in my head, I couldn't help but emerge the scene at that time.

That time, just in high school, he was dressed in rags and timidly stood in the crowd. He was a little dirty. No one was willing to sit at the same table with him.

It's her. Stand up and take the initiative to sit with her.

Another time, he was bullied and beaten by others. He was too timid to fight back.

She, too, stood up in front of him and said intermittently in a stammering tone: "don't bully he Jinyin... He Jinyin... You fight back, you fight back."

You fight back, you fight back... Those words seem to be echoing in my mind at the moment.

He Jinyin's eyes are a little red.

The voice of singing is getting louder and louder.

The guitar is getting louder and louder.

"You used to be very careful. You asked me to borrow half an eraser. You also inadvertently mentioned that you like to be with me..."

He remembered the time when he was so hungry that she timidly handed her lunch box.

"He Jinyin, my meal, for you to eat..."

Bouncing, he Jinyin's eyes were already very red.

In his mouth, he continued to sing: "who comforts you who cry, who read the letter I wrote to you, who threw it in the wind, the old days are gone, and I will have my wife..."

At this moment, he Jinyin seemed to have completely integrated into it.

As if, at this moment, dream back to youth, dream back to that midsummer.

Shen Mengjun was stunned when he played the first note.

And when she continued to listen, the whole person trembled.

"That's him... It sounds so good..." Shen Mengjun was shocked beyond words.

She really didn't expect that any "classmate" in this school could play such a beautiful guitar.

At that moment, she wanted to shoot a short video for he Jinyin.

However, at the moment, he Jinyin's guitar stopped suddenly.

He stopped playing and singing.

"Thank you for your guitar..." he Jinyin returned the guitar to Shen Mengjun, and then turned away.

Shen Mengjun wants to say something more, but at the moment he Jinyin has gone far.

"I forgot to leave his wechat and phone number!" Shen Mengjun regretted, "I don't know which college or major he is."

At the moment, she held the guitar and looked at the direction he Jinyin left. Suddenly, she remembered that the mobile phone didn't seem to turn off the function of recording video just now.

She hurriedly turned on her mobile phone and found that the guitar and songs she had just recorded were recorded in her mobile phone.

Of course, because the camera of the mobile phone is not aimed at he Jinyin. So he didn't record his people.

But that's enough!

Because the sound was recorded.

She clicked on the play.

Then the familiar voice sounded just now.

First the guitar, the tune.

A moment later, his voice sounded like a song.

"Will you ring tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday, will you still think about you who used to cry most..."

"Who married the sentimental you..."

"The old days are gone, and I will have my wife..."

“……”

The whole song, the whole tune, was recorded.

And there's no noise.

Because here, just now there were only she and he Jinyin. Just now, she didn't say a word, and he Jinyin was completely in the state of playing the guitar.

"Great, the mobile phone actually recorded it!" Shen Mengjun was overjoyed. Then, with his mobile phone, he went to the school radio station.

Shen Mengjun is a cadre of the student union at school. In addition, he is also a broadcaster at the school radio station.

He has a natural good voice and speaks very well, just like a radio host on TV.

In the past, she was dubbing "Jin Ping Mei" in the dormitory. She was stunned to hear the other three girls in the dormitory without sleep all night. That is, after that night, her name of "dirty king" was recognized by the whole dormitory.

At the moment, she rushed to the radio station.

Today, she is going to play this song on the radio station.

Such a beautiful guitar and song are played and sung by people in Ninghai University. How can it be buried?

The whole school must hear it!!!