Chapter 70 Music Classroom
“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!! Aaaaaaaah!!!”
The girl's nose was pinched by Linzhou. He definitely couldn't hit her, but he could punish her a little.
Calling your good friend "brother" or something like that is not only shameful but also disgusting, unless you are good friends who have called each other brother since childhood, then you are childhood sweethearts.
Although the two of them are now not much different from childhood sweethearts.
It's strange to think about a good friend knowing the menstrual period of a friend of the opposite sex.
Hearing Jiang Xiyue's cry of pain, Linzhou quickly let go of his hand and looked at the already red nose. "Are you pinching too hard? How about you pinch it back, and then... don't call me brother."
"But it's very fun. Zhou Zhou, do you want to get used to it?"
The girl stood on tiptoe, reached out and pinched Linzhou's nose gently, then stood there again. The elementary school was not far , so Jiang Xiyue stuffed all the hot things into the big pockets of her down jacket.
Holding Linzhou's arm with one hand and pulling the candied haws with the other, Jiang Xiyue took the lead and walked forward.
Linzhou, who was captured, looked at the girl's back and suddenly smiled, but it was just a smile.
"Forget it, you can call me whatever you want, but... I have a question."
Jiang Xiyue, who had just stuffed a whole candied haws into her mouth, wanted to answer Linzhou's questions, but her mouth was full and she couldn't say anything. She could only nod vigorously to indicate that she could ask.
It was this action that made Linzhou so cute that he stretched out his big hand and touched Jiang Xiyue's head.
After trying hard to eat a large hawthorn with a sugar shell, the girl turned around and raised her little head, "Guo Guo, what did you want to ask?"
"Ah, nothing. Why were you so irritable when you first met me?" Linzhou asked casually.
Speaking of this, Jiang Xiyue showed an unhappy expression on her face.
Just thinking about what happened at that time makes people angry, so the girl stood under a bus stop, which was the bus stop near the school.
"I got up late, and I saw you sleeping. I was afraid you would be late, so I called you when we were about to arrive at the station, but you slept like a pig."
"Thank you, Xiaoxi. Let's go to school quickly, or you'll freeze to death." Linzhou smiled and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Xiyue.
The two continued to walk towards the school, but the girl who was being led was not very quiet. She kept jumping around and sometimes even deliberately stepped on other people's footprints.
Again, super cute.
But now Linzhou's evaluation has changed. Jiang Xiyue is cute, not adorable.
In the otaku circle, cute is the second most popular word for compliments, with cute being the first. If a otaku praises something as cute, that is the highest evaluation.
………
After greeting the security guard, the two went straight to the school's music classroom.
The old man was singing an opera, if I heard it correctly, it was "The Case of the Chopping of the Beauty"...
Just those few words... Linzhou used to hear his grandfather sing this often and he wrote them all down.
So he also imitated the gatekeeper and sang, "Your Majesty, please come closer and take a closer look. It says that Qin Xianglian is 32 years old. She is suing the current prince consort for deceiving the emperor and breaking off the engagement with a man who has an affair with another man. The complaint has been brought to your hall..."
Linzhou was singing happily, and Jiang Xiyue was listening quietly beside him.
The two of them strolled in the white snowy campus without a trace of footprints, and the atmosphere was very beautiful.
After waiting patiently for Lin Zhou to finish singing, Jiang Xiyue let go of his hand, clapped her hands vigorously, and shouted at the top of her voice, "It's so beautiful! It's simply heavenly music!"
Although Linzhou was very confident in his opera singing, after hearing Jiang Xiyue's words, he always felt that this girl had something else to say.
Like... singing together, being school idols together...
That was really unbearable, but Jiang Xiyue didn't say anything, which made Linzhou feel relieved. He just held the girl's hand and spoke gently.
“Does it really sound good?”
"It sounds nice. Although it's a little worse than my grandfather's singing, it's also very good. He must like you very much." Jiang Xiyue nodded and followed Linzhou up the stairs.
The school’s music classroom is on the top floor, and basically no one uses it except for students in the art class.
But there are all kinds of musical instruments in the music classroom, from harmonica to piano, and even the erhu and pipa. However, if no one uses them regularly, the sound may be inaccurate and you need to tune them yourself.
After entering the classroom, Linzhou looked at the dust on the musical instruments in the room, with a speechless expression on his face.
If it's broken, you have to do a thorough cleaning if you want to use it.
The worst thing was that there was a smell of rotting wood in the room, and I didn't know which wooden instrument it was.
The piano, on the other hand, looks pretty good. Although it is covered with dust, there are covers on the keys, so there should be nothing wrong inside.
"Zhou Zhou, how about we tidy up a little first?"
"Then you can't use it today. As long as you clean, the room will be full of dust." Linzhou waved his hand and picked up a kazoo from the shelf, the one that makes a strange sound.
Holding it in his mouth, Linzhou began to blow it, trying to make Jiang Xiyue understand what he wanted to say.
“Beep, beep…beep, beep.”
"Let me test the sound, right?" Jiang Xiyue reached out and took the kazoo from Linzhou's mouth, walked to the piano, lifted the lid, and started pressing from left to right .
The girl discovered a very serious problem: the sound of each key of this piano was completely different from the actual situation.
Although it cannot be said to be at the battle damage level, it can be said to be completely unusable.
"Zhou Zhou, this can't be used. Everything needs to be tuned before it can be used."
"Damn, wasn't that a wasted trip?" Linzhou continued to put the kazoo in his mouth and blew it. Of course, the dust on it was wiped clean the first time.
…
Looking at Linzhou standing there playing, Jiang Xiyue tilted her head, as if thinking about something.
Although I can’t play the piano, can I do something else? For example…
"Zhou Zhou, it can't be said that you have come here in vain. Come here." The girl stood in front of the window, waved gently at Linzhou, and the tone of her voice was like that of a girl next door.
Linzhou did not refuse this request.
I walked straight over and was hugged again, "Zhou Zhou, I want to try what it feels like in the classroom, but it seems not bad."
Lin Zhou, who was being held in the arms, was now thinking about the roasted sweet potatoes in Jiang Xiyue's pocket. Would they be squashed?
At this time, the door of the music classroom was opened, and the familiar principal walked in from outside. When he saw the two people hugging each other, he turned around and walked out.
Then cough hard.
"Ahem, I'm coming in!"
