"Teacher, I said you'll let me go. I really don't have any talent." I begged for mercy and pointed at Linda and said, "She's versatile, just let her perform."

"How can that be done? They are all my students, and I have to give it a bowl of water." The teacher said, "Besides, if you are late, you have to perform a program. This is the rule we set on the first day. As corporate managers, you should know that since you have set the rules, you naturally cannot break them easily. Otherwise, it will be unfavorable to management."

"Then let her perform one for me," I said.

"Why?" Linda said dissatisfied.

"By the breakfast I'll treat you to." I said.

"That won't work." The teacher said, "Everyone has a program, and you must perform it. No more bargaining!"

"Or you can just stand up." I said.

"That's impossible." The teacher smiled, "You two are the youngest students in our class, and it's impossible for you to have some talent."

"If so, it's just a whistle. Do you think it's okay?" I said.

"That won't work, my prostate is not very good." The teacher said.

"It's okay, I'll buy you diapers." I said.

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Okay, don't waste your class time." The teacher said, "Don't delay everyone's class time, hurry up, if not, you two can discuss it, and perform a show together."

There was no way, so I had to discuss it with Linda.

"Or I can sing you and dance with me," Linda said.

"Please, sister, you are singing Peking Opera, how can I dance with you? I flipped three times in the air?" I said.

"Then do you play guitar?" she asked me.

"It's a little bit good for guitar, but... there's no guitar either." I said.

"Isn't there one?" Linda said, pointing to the corner of the classroom. I was stunned. There was really a guitar that I don't know who I don't know.

I took the guitar over, adjusted the strings, and the pitch was fine, and asked Linda, "What are you singing?"

"What can you play? I'll make do with it." Linda said.

I played a prelude, Linda was so amused and scolded, "You are sick, let me sing the gourd baby, can you be more serious?"

"Didn't you say I'm playing and you sing?"

"Child! Why don't you play the Black Cat Sheriff?"

"Don't say it, I really know."

...

Finally, we unify our opinions and found a song "The Meaning of Travel" by Chen Qizhen, who we both know.

What surprised me was that her voice singing Peking Opera was quite good when she sang popular songs, and her voice was bright and clear.

The bright sunshine outside the window, accompanied by her clear singing voice, the air seemed to be filled with the rhythm of the mint smell, which really made me feel a little confused for a moment.

When we were in school, we always wanted to form a band, and we were the kind of singer, because we all agreed that among the brothers, there was a dazzling beauty, which was a unique scenery.

Unfortunately, we interviewed many girls later, but they didn't succeed in the end. Either they couldn't reach their throats or their appearances.

I looked at Linda and thought, if we could meet her at that time, maybe she would have been, and she exceeded our expectations at the time.

After singing this song, the teacher finally let us sit down.

As soon as I sat down, Su Mei next to me said, "It's not bad, the man is talented and beautiful, and the piano is singing with her."

I smiled faintly, "The situation is forced."

After that night, I was a little deliberately avoiding her, and she rarely talked to me on her own initiative. We seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding and separated our seats.

But I didn't expect that I was late today, and there was only one seat here, so I could only sit next to her.

She was still dressed in attractive clothes, but I didn't think much of her.

After a while, she asked me in a low voice, "Did you... go to see your beautiful aunt?"

I was stunned, "Not yet."

"Or don't have the courage?" she asked me.

"She's a little busy," I smiled.

She smiled faintly, "Our class has a day to come, hurry up."

Then she stopped talking and listened attentively.

And I fell into deep thought. Yes, on the day I came, Aunt Mei said she wanted to meet, but I waited until today, but she didn't move.

I don’t have the courage to come forward with me on my own initiative, because when I want to muster up the courage, Lu Yating will send videos from time to time, which makes me lose my courage.

...

Tonight was my last night in Beijing, but Aunt Mei’s message had not come for a long time, and my heart became uneasy.

I didn't eat dinner, I didn't turn on the lights, and I lay alone in the hotel room, holding my cell phone, looking forward inexplicably.

But the phone has not been moved.

This feeling of torment, however, I remembered the time when I was about to arrive at Mei Aunt Mei’s WeChat for the first time. It was the same every day, guarding my cell phone and waiting for Mei’s message.

This feeling was really bad. I got up, walked to the window, pulled out a cigarette, lit one, and started smoking to the bright lights outside.

I suddenly realized that before I met Aunt Mei, I rarely smoked in the lonely night like I am now. I never even paid attention to the night.

But until Aunt Mei appeared, she seemed to have more moments of facing the night and loneliness like this.

In my eyes, there was only the difference between day and night, going to work during the day, and going to bars and nightclubs with my brothers at night to have fun. At that time, I even looked forward to the arrival of the night, which meant that I was about to get off work and could get excited.

For me, night was a joyous place composed of beer and hormones.

But now, the night has become a kind of loneliness and sustenance, tolerating a panicked, nervous, and nowhere to rest.

In fact, night is night, and there is no distinction between loneliness and joy. It is just the emotions given by people. There is no change. What changes are just people.

I held my cell phone and waited for Aunt Mei’s message, but I still didn’t wait until ten o’clock.

I felt mixed feelings, and it seemed that I would not meet again.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I thought it was the waiter, so I stood up and opened the door, but after I opened the door, I found that Su Mei was standing outside the door.

She stood outside my door in a pajamas, smiled at me, "Didn't you go out?"

"Yeah." I nodded blankly, "How do you know I'm not out?"

"It feels." She smiled faintly and said, "I'm leaving tomorrow. I can't sleep. I don't know if you've slept or not, or whether you've gone to find your beautiful aunt, so I'll come and have a look."

I smiled and didn't say anything.

"Aren't you going to let me in and talk?" she said.

I was stunned and before I could refuse, she walked in.
Chapter completed!