Chapter 106

Zhang Muye asks Liu Dong to call Xia ChuChu. It's better to ask Xia ChuChu. After all, Xia ChuChu is well-known in the field of music, and her teacher is Li Ren. If she wants to get tickets, it should be a very easy thing.

But Liu Dong hesitated: "this... I'll call her, and I don't know if people will like it!"

Although a few people can be called childhood sweethearts, Xia ChuChu is now on top of the world. Relatively speaking, they are already on the way to the peak of their lives. Relatively speaking, Liu Dong and Zhang Muye have already fallen into the dust. Xia ChuChu is enjoying a splendid and prosperous reading, but they are just a drop in the ocean. Liu Dong is just thinking about contacting Xia ChuChu rashly. Will others take care of him?

Compared with Liu Dong's hesitation, Zhang Muye encouraged him. As for whether Liu Dong will call Xia ChuChu in the end, this is not Zhang Muye's concern.

They talked about something else and hung up. Zhang Muye couldn't sleep and got up from the quilt. He was wondering if he wanted to ask Lu Yuan for some tickets for the infield to give to his close friends?

But would it be too abrupt? After all, tickets, especially in-house tickets, have already been hyped into sky high prices in the market. If Zhang Muye spends a lot of money, it will inevitably cause suspicion and criticism.

After thinking about it, I finally gave up the idea.

At this time, Wang Qiuqiu came back to his bedroom. He looked pale, as if he was malnourished.

Wang Qiuqiu has been in such a situation these days, but whenever Zhang Muye asked him what was the matter, Wang Qiuqiu did not say. It's not easy for Zhang Muye to ask again.

After class in the afternoon, Zhang Muye went to the campus radio station. Since he was formally recruited last time, Zhang Muye can at least make the radio station more meaningful and make the campus life more colorful.

Now, Zhang Muye is looking forward to the half-hour life of the radio station. Every day, I spend half an hour alone with Cao Ying. Even if I don't speak, I just look at Cao Ying's long hair and waist. As long as I look at Cao Ying's serious recitation, I can also make Zhang Muye feel satisfied.

All along, Cao Ying occupies a special position in Zhang Muye's heart. This status is even higher than Xia ChuChu!

Zhang Muye dares to pursue Xia ChuChu because he thinks that although Xia ChuChu is equally beautiful, he can at least touch it. Although Xia ChuChu is now unattainable in other people's eyes, Zhang Muye and Xia ChuChu grow up together. However, in the past, Cao Ying, who was very quiet and talked most with Zhang Muye in high school, was called Zhang Muye to hand in his homework. However, Cao Ying, who was arrogant but had a strong sense of nobility and brilliance, was more independent.

This kind of woman is like a goddess. It seems that she has some kind of fantasy, which is blasphemous and even sinful.

Zhang Muye also saw the popularity of Cao Ying. Almost every day, he saw love letters written to her on Cao Ying's desk. It's not a letter, it's a pile. Zhang Muye has never seen such exaggerated scenes, but Cao Ying is just used to it. She even reads these love letters to her when she is free, which is respect for her pursuers.

When Zhang Muye came to the broadcasting room, Cao Ying had not yet arrived.

Almost every day, Zhang Muye comes to the broadcasting room first, because he just wants to stay with Cao Ying quietly for a while and see Cao Ying more.

After Zhang Muye turned on the radio and cleaned up the station for a while, footsteps came outside the door, and Cao Ying's beautiful face appeared in the station. Seeing that Zhang Muye was ready, Cao yingrou said, "good morning!"

"I'll wait for you. Let's go!" Zhang Muye said, looking at Cao Ying's side face, soft and beautiful, never tired of seeing.

Today's Cao Ying is wearing a pair of white board shoes, a white T-shirt and a long black skirt, revealing a small section of white legs and long waist hair. She is so beautiful that she is suffocating.

Can't help but let Zhang Muye think of a word, long hair and waist, marry me good?!

Good!

Zhang Muye meditates in his heart, but he is not a good man! Now he's just daydreaming.

Reluctant to withdraw, staring at Cao Ying's eyes, quickly turned to work.

Today, Cao Ying prepared several poems. When she read them gently, she closed her eyes and listened to them. She felt that Cao Ying's tone was very good. Cao Ying finished reading, Zhang Muye handed her a glass of water, Cao Ying smile: "thank you." Hand the manuscript to Zhang Muye.

It's Zhang Muye's turn to read the manuscript. Zhang Muye read it very magnetically. When Zhang Muye read, Cao Ying drank water, and the light from the corner of her eyes fell on Zhang Muye.

After Zhang Muye finished reading, Cao Ying said, "today, no one asked for a song, and no one gave a blessing. I haven't prepared any manuscript, Zhang Muye. Why don't you sing a song? "

Cao Ying's eyes were full of expectation. Zhang Muye thought about it and said, "I have a bad voice these two days. Why don't you sing? I'll accompany you. "But Cao Ying shook her head and said in a soft voice, "Zhang Muye, don't you play your guitar very well? So - can you play "the afterglow of summer"

"Afterglow in summer" is a pure music, which is also recently produced by a guitar player and his wife who plays piano.

This song depicts a quiet and beautiful afternoon, just like a requiem. What's more wonderful is that the summer afterglow is played by the piano, a rather elegant instrument, and the more popular guitar instrument together, achieving unexpected effects, which can be called a very classic pure music.

Zhang Muye shook his head: "No."

On Cao Ying's pretty face, an imperceptible disappointment flashed quietly, but it's right to think about it. This song just came out not long ago, and it has only been performed a few times abroad. Last year, when Cao Ying was studying in Germany, she had the honor to travel to the Golden Hall in Vienna to listen to it once. Therefore, she fell in love with this piece. She not only transcribed it completely through various ways, but also practiced the piano part every day.

But she forgot that it was estimated that the song had not spread. How could Zhang Muye?