MTL - The Daily Life of Being the Campus Idol’s Fake Boyfriend-Chapter 4 00 perfect match

004. Perfect fit

Ling can sit uncomfortably in the back row of the multi-purpose hall, watching the talented couples who are temporarily paired to play on the show, with good people applauding, and the chaos is a direct cancer.

The talent show is also the result of the host's announcement on the spot. If the play is not good, it will not give a second chance, and it will be eliminated directly.

There is a pair of men and women who are temporarily paired to perform singing and giving speeches, but the girls are not giving force. They frequently make mistakes in the boys’ legs. When the host announces that they have been eliminated together, the boys can’t stand the protest: “I don’t think this is the case. fair!"

The host who was called "Mr. Wang" by Jiang Ying asked: "Where is it unfair?"

The boy said with indignation: "If I change my personal, I can do better."

The girls also felt very guilty, and when they pulled their heads, they were so hard to cry.

The students whispered in the audience. They seemed to be sympathizing with the boys who were being afflicted. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang let a young host on the side come to the stage and talked to the girl who was crying. The man was originally Interview Ling Keo ran to Li Xuan on the toilet.

Li Xuan came to the stage and said to the girls: "Don't be nervous, let's just say a piece."

She was still relatively restrained. She was led by Li Xuan for a while before she slowly relaxed. The two of them were so funny that they were quite different. When it came to the end, the girls broke up several golden sentences.

In less than five minutes, Li Xuan came down. The boy on the side looked envious and slyly on the side and watched the whole journey, but the trial against him was not over yet.

Teacher Wang used a pen to point to the desktop. He looked at him like a smile: "Is there no? The host is not a personal show stage, but a mix of collocations. Your partner has made a mistake. You not only have no ability to save the field, but also Let the other side panic, do you think this brings out your excellence? No, this just exposes your self-centered shortcomings. This is why we eliminated you. Is there any problem?"

The biggest among the people present is fourteen and five years old. I was shocked by the harsh comments of Teacher Wang.

They are all brilliant, not the apple of the house, the pride of the sky in the school. Can be chosen to show that it is a dragon and a phoenix in the people. Who has been subjected to this kind of dismantling of the face?

The boy’s face was red and white, and he ran off the stage with one breath, and he slammed the door without going back.

Teacher Wang shook his head and sighed: "It is not polite, it is spoiled."

At this moment, Ling can hear the girls whistling in the first few rows.

He looked at him and saw that the boy had just come out after he ran out.

The man was dressed in a casual outfit, holding a trouser pocket in one hand and holding a violin in one hand. After entering the door, he glanced indifferently.

Ling Keyi, after seeing the other person's face, he was completely stunned!

...... 戚 maple?

The girls screamed because he was very handsome, even though everyone in the room was already a man of choice, but he was still compared to him – not only because of his appearance, but also because of his temperament.

People who haven’t experienced anything will always have some market when they are facing strangers in the group. For example, Ling Ke, from the moment he stepped into the TV station, his spirit has been in a state of tension. Every time he meets a person, he will Instinctively stiff and unable to open hands and feet.

But the boy who just came in did not, he was very calm, was watched by so many people, and did not reveal the slightest cramped expression. For this reason, everyone felt a sense of oppression of "strong competitors coming in".

Compared to them, Ling Ke’s surprise was even worse. He opened his mouth slightly and his eyes fixed on the familiar figure at the door.

It’s indeed Feng Feng. Although it hasn’t been seen for a year and a half, in the past four months, Ling Ke has sneaked into the “Feng yuyu” sneak screen more than once. Qi Feng has always been outstanding, and this year’s eyebrows stretched. Something is actually more and more handsome.

There are many people who look like this in the world, but like Zhang Feng, Ling can never believe that there is a second in the world.

Jiang Ying stood up and directly waved to let Feng Feng go to her side to sit down.

This scene seems to answer some people's doubts, the audience's whispering is even heavier, because in their eyes, this is obviously another guy who comes in the background relationship.

Poorly the boy who had just been eliminated, less than a minute, was completely left behind by everyone because of the appearance of Qi Feng.

The selection teacher cleared the scorpion and made everyone quiet. The name was called the next group.

The selection table was in the first row, and there was no obstruction in front. Yan Feng put the violin on the side, and stretched his long legs with his arms, and watched the next performance casually.

Ling can sit behind, both happy and nervous, and can't help but wonder how Feng Feng will appear here.

Did he also come to this event? Yes, he will play the piano... but why is he coming now?

Contacting Jiang Ying’s attitude towards him, Ling Ke is thinking about it, is it difficult for him to know him? So, is Jiang Ying leaving herself to let Yan Feng partner with herself? Both of them play the piano and play with four hands?

... No, Ling suddenly reacted, and Feng Feng just seemed to be coming in with the violin!

He looked at the other side's back and looked shocked. Will Feng Feng still play the violin?

As far as he knows, Yan Feng has already had all sorts of weird sports plus painting, Go and poetry, plus the piano, now it is a violin... lying, how can this person have time to learn this? More things?

This, this is too damn!

At the thought of being able to perform with Yu Feng at a later time, Ling Ke’s heart would jump straight.

... Can Feng Feng recognize him?

He subconsciously touched his nose and, to be honest, he did not change much in the past year and a half.

Junior high school is the age of development. Ling Ke is surrounded by men and women almost every day. There is even a boy in his class who is a month taller and taller than bamboo shoots. It may have been delayed for a while, and since he graduated from elementary school to the present, he has only grown three centimeters.

This thought, he is inexplicably a little annoyed.

The remaining number is small, and after another twenty minutes, the selection of impromptu performances for everyone will be over.

In addition to Ling Ke.

Teacher Wang turned around and summoned: "What about the classmates who are in the order? You come up."

Ling Ke slowly walked to the front desk in a gaze. He didn't dare to look straight at Feng Feng, but Yu Guang saw the other party and got up with Jiang Ying, and he was convinced that the relationship between the two was very shallow.

Ling Ke came to them. He was still thinking about it a few seconds ago. If Qi Feng recognizes that he is coming, he has to react, and he wants to introduce himself to Yan Feng before that...

But when he looked up, it was the strange look of Qi Feng.

Yes, the other party is like seeing him for the first time, his eyes are not hesitant, curious, and even have no intention of looking at it.

Ling Ke has a feeling of being poured into a basin of cold water, and the original expectation and uneasiness have been washed away.

- Feng Feng, it has already forgotten him.

Although there is such psychological preparation, when it is really facing this kind of development, Ling is still a bit unacceptable.

Especially after he was nervous for a long time, if Feng Feng would recognize himself, this feeling of incomprehension was even stronger.

Ling Ke stood in front of Yan Feng and listened to Jiang Ying: "Come, you have a piano, a violin, an impromptu match, whatever you want, give you three minutes to prepare time."

Yan Feng did not follow Ling Ling nonsense, directly grabbed the violin on the side, gave him a look on the stage, and took the lead to turn around.

This reaction is also different from the first impression that Yu Feng gave to Ling Ke. Ling Feng, who is remembered in Ling Ke, is very enthusiastic, giving people a feeling of warm summer sun, but the maple in front of him is cold and cold, like this one. In the past half year, I have completely changed myself.

But the most angerful person is not only the attitude of Yu Feng, but also the height of the other side.

Ling can see the photos, vaguely can see that Feng Feng grew up in the height, but until he stood in front of the other side, he really felt the difference brought about by different development speeds.

The maple in front of him is already half a whole head taller than him!

They are still almost high a year and a half ago...

This Ling can feel that he is not only psychologically dwarf, but even physically inferior.

There is a piano on the stage, Ling can directly sit in front of the bench and look at the maple with the same indifferent eyes.

He knew that his attitude was affected by the other side, and he could not stop the inexplicable anger in his heart.

Yan Feng did not care, asked him: "What are you playing?"

The voice of the teenager has a hoarse sensibility that is unique to the sound period.

Ling couldn't help but deliberately lower his voice, saying: "Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata."

Yan Feng nodded and put the violin on his shoulder and neck. He said, "Let's play, I will give you a score."

The routine tone of the company makes people feel particularly uncomfortable.

Ling can raise his hand, take a deep breath, try to calm down and press the key.

The soothing tone slowly ran out with the dancing of the ten fingers. In a short while, the violin sound of Yu Feng was also inserted into it. Ling was shocked by the sudden match, and he was nervous and missed a note.

Yan Feng also stopped and looked at him with a blank expression, saying: "Come on again?"

Ling Ke's face is slightly hot, and he dare not be distracted.

Starting from the beginning, Yu Feng still played the violin in the same place, like pouring milk into the milk slowly, naturally blending into...

Ling Ke feels novelty. This is the first time he played a piano with a soundtrack. It was unexpectedly good.

But this bright mood was quickly suppressed by Ling Ke’s inner depression.

Unhappy, really unhappy.

Yan Feng does not remember him. Why is it that he alone can’t forget his performance?

Damn... like a fool.

Suddenly he was glad that he did not recognize Qi Feng on Q`Q, and he was glad that he did not name the other party.

The harmony of the piano is still going on, but Ling is confused.

I don't know what I thought. In the next second, he didn't know about Feng Feng. He just changed his wrist and changed his song.

Yan Feng suddenly stopped the strings and looked at Ling Ke slyly. After listening to a moment, he asked indefinitely: "Chopin's... "Improving Fantasia"?"

Ling can pick up his eyebrows and admire the hearing of Yan Feng, but when he thinks that the other side is also learning the piano, it is not unexpected.

This is an amateur ten-level repertoire. Four months ago, Ling Ke also practiced at home dozens of times a day, playing with melons, and closing his eyes would not go wrong.

The beginning of "Improving Fantasia" is the high tide, the round finger, the voice and the high-altitude play across several octaves can make him unscrupulously vent his emotions on the keys.

As he bounced, he looked at Yan Feng with a slight look, and his eyes were full of childish provocations.

- Come, can you keep up with this song?

- Didn't you forget me?

- I will pretend not to know you! Never seen you!

Yan Feng picked up his eyebrows, set up the strings, and began to chase Ling Ke's music.

Ling Ke panicked, as if he was eager to get rid of the other side, the faster he played.

Qiu Feng gave up every beat, and used long sounds, such as silk, to wrap the beat notes in a whole paragraph, and follow him closely. In less than a moment, the two sons’ voices are successfully merged. Come together.

Ling Ke heart jumps, both excited and panic, and a frustration that is difficult to get rid of.

Why is Feng Feng anything, why is there such a perfect person in the world...

But at this point, he is no longer arrogant, because he can't stop, the whole person seems to be completely wrapped in the 戚 maple, can only follow the other side forward, forward... forget where he is, forget What he is playing, just instinctively indulge in this seamless ensemble.

Slowly, calm down.

I don't know if the piano sound healed him, or the cooperation of Yu Feng cured him.

He even wants to shed tears for this kind of tacit understanding that does not require any prior consultation.

Like a hang gliding, after a storm...

Slowly and smoothly landed.

Ling Ke's body was covered with a thin sweat, his brain creaking, and his fingers were still shaking too much to play.

At the end of the song is the end of the maple, the other party also dazzled a skill, with the body front and back, the posture is handsome.

Putting down the strings, his breathing was a little short-lived. Looking at Ling Ke, who had the slightest ups and downs on his chest, Qi Feng smacked his lips and said: "You played very well."

Ling Ke: "..."

After a moment of silence, there was a burst of applause from the audience. No matter whether they had "backstage", they had already conquered everyone with strength and perfect cooperation.

Jiang Ying and several hosters on the side looked at each other and seemed to have reached a consensus. They smiled and got up and looked at them. They followed the applause: "Yes, very good."

Unexpectedly, after Jiang Ying finished the sentence, Ling Ke suddenly got up and looked at her, whispered: "I'm sorry, Teacher Jiang, this election, I chose ... abstained."