The light in the banquet hall was bright and ambiguous, and the yellow ceiling lights made every corner of the venue invisible.
Lu Zhe was leaning on the stair railing at the corner of the corridor on the second floor, the only dark blind spot in the entire banquet hall, looking at the words he had sent out two minutes ago.
It cannot be withdrawn.
He held his forehead and began to have a headache as to how to explain this matter.
Today is the annual meeting. He usually goes to school and rarely appears in front of people. Whenever he appears, he makes decisive decisions on company projects. This has caused many project managers and small company partners who usually come to curry favor to have no choice but to do this on a day like today. Came to toast him.
After changing glasses, he drank a little too much, so he found a corner to be lazy and sober up.
But alcohol fused into his blood, making his brain dull. When he saw the news about Sheng Jiayu, all he could think about was that lively, cute and venomous little rabbit.
After a few conversations, he typed out that sentence inexplicably.
It just so happened that his sister came over and said a few words to him, and then he sent it out with trembling hands. Now that he calmed down, he wanted to regret it, but he had no chance.
Sheng Jiayu didn't reply after that. I don't know if she was frightened by him or because she was tied up by other things and hadn't seen the message yet.
When he replied to this sentence, it had been a long time since the previous sentence, and he was even thinking about whether he should send it to Little Rabbit with such abrupt words.
The result turned out to be a combination of circumstances and "there was no way to recover".
Lu Zhe began to regret that he was not a big block who couldn't distinguish love. He had already noticed Sheng Jiayu's different love and appreciation.
But it shouldn't be so early. Sheng Jiayu is only in his early eighteen years, and he is still a child.
Sheng Jiayu's future is brilliant, and he has an unlimited life as a professional player, which is different from people like him who still come to the wine table to discuss business while studying.
He didn't know how many years he could play in the league. Maybe within a few years, he would have to retire and work for a political official, or he could concentrate on returning to his own business.
If alcohol hadn't given him the courage he shouldn't have today, he wouldn't have said that to Sheng Jiayu.
But Lu Zhe couldn't escape his heart. At this moment, a warm and exciting voice in his chest told him: go see him.
Tonight, Sheng Jiayu will be wearing a dress that he usually doesn't see, holding in his hand the clarinet made by the best musical instrument master in Allenville that he will soon give to him.
I wonder what kind of music he will play.
They are going to play in the league next year, and Sheng Jiayu won't have time to return to the First Army to attend any year-end party.
This is the only time in this life that I have the opportunity to see a different Sheng Jiayu.
He wanted to see him.
Lu Zhe, who was blinded by emotion and alcohol, didn't want to stay here anymore. He went to find his sister: "I'm leaving. Where is the clarinet I asked you to find for me?"
The Lu family sister looked at him and frowned. This person in their family has always been mature and steady, why was he talking to her like this now.
She raised her hand and touched Lu Zhe's forehead, "Drink too much? Why are you so crazy? There is a dance later. Let's go after the dance."
"I don't want to dance. I have to leave now." Dance parties have always been troublesome. Groups of young masters and ladies came to him and couldn't stop pushing him.
"You are really, at least go through the motions, show up and then leave." The Lu family sister is also a deviant. In her early years, she insisted on giving up her family property to learn dance. Now she is a dancer known throughout the entire league.
She supports Lu Zhe to pursue what he wants to do, but someone has to take on the tasks at home. She flies around various galaxies every year to perform, and this burden can only fall on her younger brother who has not yet graduated. .
The military academy was so hard and busy that Sister Lu couldn't bear it, but she had no other choice but to help him share as much of the burden as possible.
But after all, Lu Zhe stayed in Ellenwell Star City for the longest time. Even if he was never willing to go along with scenes like the dance, he had never been so anxious to leave.
She knew that today was the end-of-year meeting for the First Army, as it had been every year for the past four years, and that night was just a party for students to revel in. He was in a hurry to leave now, and it couldn't be to go back to watch the party.
"Can you tell my sister why you are leaving in such a hurry?"
Lu Zhe wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.
It was through alcohol that he gained such courage. The more he was pulled, the more he began to hesitate whether he should go.
When the Lu family sister saw that he was silent, she saw a trace of hesitation in Lu Zhe's expression, and she had a guess in her mind.
She didn't scold her, but instead asked happily: "Azhe, who are you rushing to see?"
Lu Zhe shook his head.
"Can't say it, or don't want to say it? At what stage."
"I haven't reached any step yet, it's just that I suddenly got the idea." Under his sister's questioning, Lu Zhe finally became discouraged.
He was most afraid of answering this question, after all, he himself was very hesitant.
"Forget it, then I won't ask. You should have some fun, give them some face, and leave as soon as you see them." My sister patted his hand, "There are still forty minutes, and you only have two minutes to go to school. Ten minutes away, an hour is always worth the wait.”
At this point, Lu Zhe could only compromise, but the conversation between him and Sheng Jiayu still stayed at that abrupt sentence, and he didn't know how to ease it.
For the next hour, all he could think about was what he would say if Little Rabbit asked him that night.
So throughout the whole banquet, he was a little absent-minded.
When his parents led him to chat with his old friends, they asked him a question. He didn't respond for a long time, and his mother slapped him hard: "What are you doing? I want to ask you, have you found any teammates for next year's competition?"
The Lu family sister was standing by and jokingly took her mother's hand and said, "He is so absent-minded. He has already flown back to school."
There was a special meaning in her sister's words, which made Mother Lu's eyes light up. She looked at her best friend and sister, and exchanged a "you understand and I understand" look at each other. She grabbed her sister's hand and asked, "Azhi, your brother, he Are you finally feeling springy? ”
When Lu Zhi saw Lu Zhe's face flushed by his mother's straightforward words, he found it very interesting, "Then I don't know. He refused to tell me anything. He just said he was in a hurry to leave."
Lu Zhe: "Mom...sister..."
He was also helpless. He didn't know how he ended up like this, "I haven't even finished my horoscope yet, so don't make fun of me."
Mother Lu's good sisters couldn't help but smile when they saw the family enjoying themselves, "Why is there someone whom Azhe can't catch up with?"
"He looks so fierce. Who dares to want him? No one wants him. They treat him as a star chaser in their school. When asked if they really like him, they all said they don't want someone like him. They won't hurt anyone at all. , I won’t even look for it.” Speaking of which, the one who disliked her children the most was her biological mother. The two sisters scolded her, and the good young star of the military academy was turned into a pitiful little one that no one wanted.
Lu Zhe just felt a headache after listening to it. The last hour was really difficult, but Lu Zhi still helped and made fun of his emotional problems, which made Lu Zhe feel very regretful.
He shouldn't talk to his sister about this matter, just leave.
Not long after, Mother Lu said: "Come on, don't stay here if you are distracted. Go away quickly, I'll get annoyed just looking at you."
Before Lu Zhe could react, Lu Zhi winked at him, and he quickly stood up: "Thank you, Mom, for loving me. I will buy you your favorite Lexington black tea later."
"Get out of here. If you had put your glib words to good use, you wouldn't be single today." Mother Lu waved her hand and continued chatting with her sisters.
There were still twenty-six minutes before the party started, and Sheng Jiayu’s program was at the end, so everything was in time.
*
Backstage in the auditorium, students behind the scenes of the student union and students preparing for the performance are making final preparations.
The audience has entered the venue in an orderly manner, waiting for tonight's carnival. Although the new news announced by Hu Zhong in the afternoon made many people's hearts fly, there are still very few days in the military academy where there is no training and no classes. Especially this year's party has more interesting programs than in previous years. We are looking forward to it. There are also many people.
The student in charge of the evening party saw that the auditorium was full of people, and the level of discussion was very high, and his chest became even higher.
But before he was happy for a while, someone came over and shouted: "President, President, something bad is going to happen!"
"Why are you panicking? What's wrong?"
"What should I do! The piano is broken. I don't know what the problem is. The minister is looking for someone to repair it, but I don't know when it will be repaired."
Most people in the military academy have no artistic talent, and few people can play musical instruments. It is not easy to put together a party. But at this time, the piano is broken, and everyone can't even find anyone to repair it.
The school's technical teachers had already gone on vacation and told them to come back to them if they had any problems when they got to work. The primary school student in charge of the program process had a lawsuit on his head and didn't know what to do, so he had to come to the president.
But it’s useless to go to the president, who doesn’t know how to repair the piano. “Wouldn’t the piano player know how to repair it himself?”
"If you can play the piano, do you know how to repair it? The pilot can't repair the mecha!" The student performing the show scolded him. He was a military technician, and the second half of his sentence was more confident than the first half.
After all, he was right, repairing mechas was a military specialty.
The president was confused by what he heard and waved his hand to tell him to get out quickly, "Then put all the programs in the front row and let him be the last one."
"No, President, there is a clarinet solo at the end. They must have fallen asleep during two performances in a row. This piano piece is not very popular to begin with, so it was arranged for him in the middle of the two hotter parts." After all, with Sheng Jiayu It's different. If you stand up, it's enough for the people below to watch, but if you play the piano again, the program is really boring.
It was not appropriate to arrange the program elsewhere, so they were removed directly. It was also inappropriate to arrange two similar programs in succession. The president called the program manager, and the two of them thought about it, "How about letting Sheng Jiayu Blow first?”
"He ran away after bragging about his fault?" The president disagreed.
"Then there's no other way. This is the most reasonable way to schedule the program. It seems that there are a lot of people looking forward to the program of the support club, so it shouldn't be all gone." The program list was posted on the forum two days in advance. It's very attractive, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people coming to the party.
The party is a tradition of Yijun, and it has to be held. But if it is not held well, no one will watch it, and the student union will definitely be scolded. Therefore, every year, we try our best to attract as many people as possible, and send out the program in advance to give everyone something to look forward to. feel.
Although most people are looking forward to Sheng Jiayu's clarinet solo this year, other programs also have some innovations and are not without discussion. The program director believes that the things that the president is worried about will not happen.
After all, this is a military academy, and apart from these traditional parties, they can't find anything else to do.
The president was convinced and asked the person in charge of the program to talk to Sheng Jiayu.
The finale changed to the opening, the treatment was different, and he was afraid that Sheng Jiayu would not agree.
But Sheng Jiayu is not the kind of person who cares about such things. His only worry is that Lu Zhe may not be able to come over in time to change his clarinet. However, he has one for practice, so it doesn't matter. If he suddenly changes it, he may feel Not used to it.
But since there is no need for it, there is no need for Lu Zhe to go to the trouble.
He opened Zhi Nao and placed his finger on the input box. When he saw the sentence that he had not responded to, he didn't know what to say for a while.
He wasn't quite sure what Lu Zhe meant by what he said, and he was afraid that he would think too much and end up looking pretentious.
After much deliberation, he directly said that he wanted to change the program to save the situation, "Senior, you don't have to go to the trouble, I'll just use the one that my senior lent me before."
Lu Zhe didn't reply, so Sheng Jiayu put away Zhi Nao and went backstage to make final preparations.
This program is the first program after the opening, and there is no way Lu Zhe can make it in time.
Sheng Jiayu just went to change clothes first, and the senior sister who was busy backstage helped him apply a light powder and makeup to look more energetic under the stage lights.
With less than five minutes left before going on stage, Sheng Jiayu had her hair styled and was about to walk out of the makeup artist's house. As soon as she pushed the door, she bumped into a hard chest.
Looking up, Lu Zhe was breathing heavily.
On a cold winter day at the end of December, Lu Zhe was sweating on his forehead.
Sheng Jiayu was surprised at his appearance at first, and then quickly took out two pieces of paper from the dressing table and handed them to him to wipe his sweat: "Senior, why are you here at this time?"
A staff member in front called him to wait. Before Lu Zhe had time to explain, he put the more delicate clarinet into his hand: "Fortunately, I caught up with it. Let's use this one. It suits you better today. ”
The one she practiced before was painted black, but today Sheng Jiayu was wearing a white suit. Her usually curly hair was styled with hairspray into a slightly raised look, and was decorated with dots of glitter.
He was black and white from top to bottom, only his eyes were bright red.
The clarinet that Lu Zhe just handed him was painted with burgundy paint, a deeper color than his eyes. It would not steal the attention, but it would complement those eyes.
Sheng Jiayu took the clarinet and didn't know what to say. Someone was urging her in front.
Lu Zhe made way for him: "Go ahead. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it after the performance."
Sheng Jiayu went to the front, and Lu Zhe was led to the auditorium by the staff.
As a celebrity on campus, many people are always paying attention to his appearance. From the moment he came in in a hurry, someone took a picture of his back and posted it on the forum. Now that he appeared in the audience, there were even more people talking about it. One after another.
The password-enabled discussion room in the forum instantly turned the page. Lu Zhe, who has been absent from the year-end conference for consecutive years, why is he here this year?
Lu Zhe doesn't care about other people's opinions, and he won't engage in any drama as a domineering president that no one dares to discuss about him.
He allowed these discussions to spread, and even had some doubts in his heart, looking forward to when they would guess the truth.
That small possessiveness was infinitely amplified by him who was not very normal tonight.
However, if Sheng Jiayu did not want to be discussed, he would still stop it. He did not want to use this kind of public opinion to control Sheng Jiayu.
He is not a controlling person, and he doesn't like that because of his existence, Sheng Jiayu can no longer do what he wants to do and be who he wants to be.
The most attractive thing about Sheng Jiayu is his free and wanton concept of life.
It is the worst thing to do to turn such people into caged animals.
When Sheng Jiayu sent him a message, he was on the floating train coming to Yijun. When he saw the message, he had only one thought, and that was to rush towards him.
What Lu Zhe had to admit was that after tonight, he would no longer have such vigorous enthusiasm without fear of the consequences.
He will start to reflect on himself and wonder whether such a pursuit for Sheng Jiayu is something he does not need, just like those suitors who caused him trouble.
The impulse caused by alcohol will eventually disappear as the body metabolizes it, and his feelings will be hidden, pretending that he has never been impulsive.
After all, he and Sheng Jiayu were recognized as career partners on the forum. Not long ago, he was praising Little Rabbit for focusing on his career, but he was the first to have evil thoughts.
While thinking, the lights in the auditorium dimmed, and the spotlight shone on the stage, illuminating only the small area where Sheng Jiayu stood.
Sheng Jiayu's lowered eyelashes gently raised, and he fell on the audience in vain. No one knew where his eyes fell, and then he raised his hands holding the clarinet.
(End of chapter)