Chapter 98
Military training cannot be separated from talent shows at night.
After the instructors told the students to practice the subjects taught during the day from the beginning, they came to this stage.
On the playground, the masters of various colleges took turns to appear.
Some danced hip-hop, some rapped, some performed magic, and some split watermelons with bare hands, which aroused countless cheers.
Especially after the girls from the Art College appeared, even if they were wearing military training uniforms, their swaying dance postures were full of hotness.
"Love it."
"Miss, I like you."
Lin Senmu's School of Economics, a group of guys studying finance, what talents can they expect?
Zhang Bowen went up and performed a Kun Kun playing basketball.
It caused the whole audience to laugh.
"This idiot made me laugh to death."
"Very interesting, this boy seems to be from our north?"
Zhang Bowen blushed and stopped playing the rest of his ball game. He ran back to the company in shame. "Brother Hao, I want to hide in a crack in the ground. You asked me to act out this. Is it really okay?"
Nie Hao patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "Didn't you notice just now? Many girls are looking at you?"
Zhang Bowen's eyes lit up, and he looked up and happened to meet the eyes of a girl from the next company. "Brother Hao, brother Hao, it seems that someone is really looking at me. Are they interested in me?"
"I can't be sure of this, but someone must have left a deep impression on you."
Nie Hao taught by example.
Yang Jian was extremely uncomfortable. He felt like a local dog. He dyed his hair yellow, pierced his ears and lips, and tried his best to imitate the coolest people in his high school.
But now in college, he saw many girls dancing well, many boys singing well, and many people playing musical instruments. These were all such extravagant hopes for him who grew up in the countryside.
At this moment, he found that he didn't even have the chance to hide his inferiority.
He could only turn on the light of his mobile phone like many people and watch the people on the stage shine.
"Yang Jian, do you want to eat?"
Lin Senmu discovered this sensitive guy, hesitated for a moment, and handed a piece of chewing gum to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian took Lin Senmu's chewing gum 'this time', he put it in his mouth and chewed it, but he couldn't feel any sweetness, all bitterness.
Lin Senmu put his arm around Yang Jian's shoulder and took him into his arms.
Yang Jian hid himself in the shadows, he didn't make any sound.
But his shaking shoulders exposed his inner fragility.
At the Art Academy, Jiang Yuan and Lin Senmu were fighting in the picture.
She didn't go on stage.
Since the beginning of the school, she has had many troubles because of her outstanding appearance.
If I show up, there will be no peace.
"Stinky Sensen, you stole all your emoticons from me!"
Lin Senmu laughed, "Nonsense, I saved all these with great effort!"
Jiang Yuan said angrily, "I found all these with great effort!"
Lin Senmu sent a classic emoticon package "Shut your mouth".
I don't know when his picture collection has become full of kittens, puppies, rabbits, crocodiles, piglets, and brats.
Just one word - cute!
The few remaining pictures in other categories are all shiser, used to bully Xiao Zhiyuan.
After the military training ended in the evening, Lin Senmu rarely had a date with Jiang Yuan.
He went back to the dormitory to take a shower, changed into a set of casual clothes, then walked out of the campus, took a taxi to the nearest piano store.
The owner of the piano store is an artistic uncle with long hair. It seems that he was a musician when he was young.
Lin Senmu didn't need his introduction. He chose an expensive guitar of the Taylor brand, paid for it, and left.
"Little brother, how about making friends???"
The literary uncle loudly asked him to stay. This was a rich man. He wanted to do repeat business.
Lin Senmu did not go back to school. He went to the hotel to book a room.
Then he used the laptop he brought with him to connect to the Internet and started composing and writing lyrics.
He wrote songs by himself in high school because he had learned music theory.
However, the songs he wrote could only be considered "good" and could not reach the level of a blockbuster.
But this time he wanted to try whether he could write a qualified song because it was a song for "her"!
Beep beep beep.
Jiang Yuan played a voice call, "Husband, what are you doing?!"
Lin Senmu just remembered that before making music, he told Jiang Yuan that he had something to do, and it was time to sleep and connect to the microphone.
"Baby, I'm in the hotel." Lin Senmu spoke gently and did not think of hiding anything.
After all, a lie requires countless lies to cover it up, even if it is a well-intentioned act.
Jiang Yuan's eyes widened, "What are you doing in the hotel? Who are you with?"
Lin Senmu laughed, "PingYou said I was jealous, but I think you are the jealous one. "
"Yes, you went to the hotel for no reason, and you don't allow your wife to suspect it?"
Jiang Yuan sent an angry expression with her hands on her hips.
She was in the dormitory, and because her roommates were asleep, she was typing, but she couldn't help talking!!!
Lin Senmu was talking directly, and his voice came from the microphone into Jiang Yuan's headphones, "Baby, don't be anxious, listen to me!"
"Listen to you."
Jiang Yuan clenched the quilt with her fingers, reminding herself to keep calm.
Lin Senmu said: "I'll hang up first and call you on video."
Then, Lin Senmu scanned every corner of the room with his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "Have you finished checking on me?"
Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously: "Then what are you doing in the hotel, husband?"
Lin Senmu's voice was gentle: "I want to give you a surprise in a few days."
Jiang Yuan asked curiously: "What surprise? "
Lin Senmu coughed lightly: "If you tell me, it won't be a surprise anymore!"
"Big Brother, it's you, tell your wife~~"
Jiang Yuan emptied out all kinds of animal emoticons, and spoke softly in a coquettish tone.
Lin Senmu didn't answer.
Jiang Yuan decided to go big, biting her lower lip, and seduced with shame: "Next time, I will allow you to do bad things~"
Lin Senmu's expression was full of entanglement, resisting the temptation, and sighed: "I am also a wife, I really don't want to reveal it now, I want to make the scene more profound in our hearts."
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan had to hold back despite her curiosity.
"Be good, go to bed quickly, otherwise you will be tired for military training tomorrow." Lin Senmu coaxed.
"My husband is not asleep~" Jiang Yuan said softly.
"You go to bed first, I still have a little thing to deal with, the voice will not hang up, I will rest immediately after I finish my work. ”
“Okay, good night, husband. You must go to bed early, otherwise you will be very tired for the military training tomorrow.”
“Got it, good night, wife.”
Lin Senmu turned off the microphone on his side for fear of disturbing Jiang Yuan’s sleep. He sat in front of the computer, listening to the girl’s breathing, and continued to work.
His mind was full of bits and pieces of his experience with Jiang Yuan.
He gradually hummed some melodious melodies in his throat.
It was recorded by the recording function of the notebook.
Then Lin Senmu listened to the melody again, adjusted the notes, and modified the rhythm, and finally converted the melody into simple notation.
It was past midnight.
The boy in the room, both front and side faces, were full of affection.