Don’t Talk To Me!

It may be a matter of talent, or it may be that Mr. Wan borrowed a large piece of clothing.

Or Jin Linkun looks like someone else's father.

Yu Sheng put on the dinosaur jumpsuit, stood in front of the mirror in the fitting room for a long time, and raised his hand in silence to pull the zipper.

Before waiting to pull it off, suddenly someone outside gently lifted the blocked curtain.

A handsome figure wearing a one-piece bear suit squeezed in sideways, and Shushushushu talked to him: "Friend, take it a little, they are a little anxious and the locker room is full..."

Handsome figure: "..."

Handsome figure: "...?"

Yu Sheng's hand holding the zipper hadn't had time to pull down, his eyes were black unconsciously, and he took a deep breath.

Looking at the little green dinosaur in front of him, Jin Linkun took more time than usual to confirm that he had indeed admitted the dressing room.

Yu Sheng's cell phone was thrown on the shelf beside the door, and the screen was still on.

Jin Linkun scanned the news sent by Cen Rui on the screen according to the thoughts in his mind, quickly and accurately contacted the whole incident, cleared his throat, and looked up to meet Yu Sheng's eyes.

According to his understanding of his roommate, this look is probably called "If you dare to laugh and say cute, you will die, and you will not tell you that you must die."

Jin Linkun raised his hand, trying to touch his nose in a clear manner.

He certainly knew that his roommate was cute, but he didn't know that his roommate could be so cute.

The two sets of clothes are the same size. The little green dinosaur looks a bit big. There are some wrinkles on the shoulders. The cuffs cover a small half of the palm.

The collar of the pile of fluffy clothes lies on the side of Sheng's neck and looks very soft.

There is still a tail.

Yu Sheng didn't have time to take off his clothes and looked at Jin Linkun, who suddenly squatted to the ground, and couldn't help but frown: "What are you doing?"

"I..." Jin Linkun opened his mouth. "Wait for a while."

This is not the first time he gave this answer, but unfortunately Yu Sheng didn't understand it, and looking at the inexplicable person, he couldn't help but pull him in the past: "Get up, the clothes are wrinkled."

Jin Linkun raised his head and watched the fluffy and soft green dinosaurs approaching himself, feeling that he would not be able to escape this beat today.

Jin Linkun has always been very free and easy, and the beater who couldn’t escape frankly welcomed him: "Friend, I can--"

Yu Sheng: "No."

"..." Jin Linkun regretted: "Just a moment."

"Don't even think about it." Yu Sheng pulled the zipper and looked up alertly at Jin Linkun who had come together: "Kun God."

...Children will still be soft.

The clothing is soft for a little dinosaur dress.

Jin Linkun wanted to grab a tail's hand and was able to stop it. He lifted it a little bit out of nowhere. After a long while, he still changed his direction under the weak desire to survive, and fell gently on top of Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng's shoulders stretched, and he was silent for a moment, then said: "Five."

Jin Linkun stunned: "Ah?"

Yu Sheng: "Four."

His roommate actually gave him five seconds to touch his head.

Jin Linkun feels that his current state is not suitable for playing Chopin, and he wants to play a doll and bear dance for the audience judges.

I didn't know that the countdown from five actually caused the person to move. Yu Sheng counted to three, watching the hand that still hadn't moved, and finally couldn't help it.

The dressing room is temporarily set up briefly, and there is only a simple curtain, and there are many shelf props in it, which may be encountered when the movement is slightly larger.

Jin Linkun worried that he might be injured, and raised his arm to protect him. He took two steps backwards and habitually leaned back, only to remember that there was no door behind him.

Seeing that the man actually said that he would touch the porcelain when he touched it. Yu Sheng reflexively reached out to him, and he couldn't keep his balance. He stepped forward and was dragged by Jin Linkun in front of him. The two fell out together .

...

Outside the dressing room, the members of the seven and non-seven groups who witnessed the fight between the bear and the dinosaur were briefly quiet for a moment.

"What is God Kun... how to convince Brother Sheng--"

Ding Zhengjiao swallowed involuntarily, holding Xia Junhua's mouth: "No need, think about it carefully, we should know when we see this scene."

According to experience, Liang Yifan doesn't think he knows: "I guess your imagination is far from the truth."

Cen Rui, who was also far away, didn't know how much he had done, squatted on the side, and sincerely felt: "Kun Shen paid too much for the seven groups..."

Jin Linkun often fell and was very experienced. He borrowed his strength and supported Yu Sheng on his chest. By the way, no one was broken.

But his roommate didn't seem to intend to thank him for this, and after realizing how many people were outside, he once expressed his willingness to beat him again.

"Friend, friend."

Before the person in his arms jumped up and beat him, Jin Linkun circled him back in time and smoothed his hair. "Calm down, this is just an accident."

Yu Sheng calmed down a little coldly, threatened him with a low voice: "You think about it first, and then decide whether to continue to take this opportunity to pull my tail."

"..."

Jin Linkun went from good to good, and raised the hand that moved down with the trace of Mao Shun Mao.

"Two big brothers, bother you."

Cen Rui bent down and cautiously raised his hand to interject: "We may be on the court. Before discussing the topic of tail, would it be convenient for you to stand up a little bit?"

...

After standing up from the ground, Yu Sheng insisted on going back to change the clothes.

The cooperation of the seven groups of students is orderly, part of which is responsible for dragging Sheng Ge out of all methods, and part of the responsibility is to quickly bring Lao Wan over.

Classmate Liang Yifan had nothing to do, and Ding Zhengjiao repeatedly asked him to pat on the shoulder. No matter what method was used, he would strive to let Kun God live to the second of Lao Wanlai.

Liang Yifan stayed alone, looking at Jin Linkun who was holding Yu Sheng in a half circle for a while, and could not help but yawned, added a pair of sunglasses to himself, and turned back to continue to practice his whistle.

After accepting the three-minute praise from Lao Wan wearing an astronaut suit, Yu Sheng still couldn't find a chance to go back and change his clothes. Jin Linkun was happily pulled to the stage.

The audience was dark, the figure in the audience flickered, and you could hear the voices between the transitions.

The lights on the stage lit up one by one, and according to the lighting arranged by Yu Sheng, they landed on the fixed spot.

"Team leader, are you nervous?" Cen Rui couldn't be nervous, holding his little sand hammer and talking to him nonsense, "I think I need to use all my strength now to ensure that I won't become a walking sand hammer... "

"Not nervous." Ding Zhengjiao stepped forward, "We can do it with a calm mind."

Xia Junhua swallowed and swallowed: "It's not flat, do you say the audience and the judges' friends will like our little bears and little dinosaurs?"

...

The voice fell, and the audience suddenly burst into loud cheers with an unexpected surprise.

"Relax." Liang Yifan looked far away and looked at the audience's mad audience. "The audience and the judges friends like it very much."

When I saw the borrowed Steinway Black Triangle Majestic on the side of the stage, no one actually thought that I could see the scene in front of me.

The fluffy little dinosaur was reluctantly led to the stage by the tall and handsome bear, bowed down the stage, and shook off the bear's hand super coldly, sitting on the piano stool.

The bear has a very good temper, holding him to the side, and sitting on the bench together.

...

More than one audience member vowed to testify that when he coaxed the little dinosaur to give way, the bear took the opportunity to reach out and touched his tail.

Without being influenced by an overly cute appearance, the piano's first pure musical sound starts, and the audience is quiet for a moment, and the soft music flows out.

Taking into account the overall conditions of the seven groups, the composition of the performance is actually very simple.

When the lights go off and then turn on again, all kinds of characters are already in place, set at a position where I don't know how many times I have practiced.

Kong Jiahe never stood in front of the stage. When the erhu sounded, the whole person was shaking, and the sound only shook twice, and the piano accompaniment suddenly sounded just right.

Yu Sheng had pulled the zipper to his chest and sat in front of the piano, focusing on impromptu accompaniment.

Mingming usually looked at the boy who was a little cold, but the sound of the piano was soft and unbelievable.

Sha Hao's voice hesitated to come in, clarinet, Tao Xun, triangle iron ding ding dong dong dong, a little jerky guitar took over the main theme passed over.

In order to facilitate the mastering of the entire seven sets of exercises, Yu Sheng changed several well-known songs, and just stuffed all the instruments.

Originally, I thought it would be a stage of group dances, and everyone cooperated unexpectedly smoothly. In the gentle accompaniment of the piano, they all became a familiar tone.

In the auditorium, I don't know who was the first to start clapping gently at the rhythm.

Among all the groups, the seventh group is the only one who came to power, and even from the first day, no one thought that no one would come.

The style of character painting is very different. Boys in tuxedo jumped off the bicycle, set anime characters that were obviously messed up, laser suits with unknown roles, pumpkin carriages wobbled, and sent several girls to the lights.

Lao Wan's dream was finally fulfilled. He wore a space suit and squatted in a flying saucer on the roadside for a long time. After receiving the gesture signal from Ding Zhengjiao, he got out of the foam board in time.

The sound of the piano gradually stopped, the piano light dimmed, and the sound of music became quiet.

After a few seconds, the harmonica sounded purely.

Although I have practiced it many times, I don’t know how to do it. Without the adjustment of the piano accompaniment, the music is inevitably in a rhythm, and if you listen carefully, you can also hear some small intermittent errors.

But looking at the stage, everything seems to be less important.

Everyone was working hard to finish his part of the job. Lao Wan touched it in his pocket, changed a sticker, and walked across all the students on the stage with a smile.

Those who play the guitar, those who knock on the triangle iron, are responsible for standing in the same place as a living background board, and are responsible for holding a foam board to barely create a scene of a grand festival of a different-dimensional castle that is justifiable.

Each is a good boy.

You have to touch your head, give a few words of praise, and then carefully paste a golden star on your chest.

Lao Wan made a full circle on the stage, and finally went around to the students who were holding the foam board of the pumpkin carriage, and sat down with them.

The lights slowly dimmed, and the fluorescent little star stickers shone on the dark stage.

After a few seconds of silence, chasing light fell on the piano again.

The two men had already changed their clothes at the opportunity just now, and Yu Sheng raised his hand to touch the black and white piano keys. His wrist was suddenly grasped by Jin Linkun.

Yu Sheng stunned slightly, raising his eyes.

Jin Linkun led him, walked to the stage, and bowed down to the stage seriously.

The background light suddenly brightened, the shirt outlined an unusually clear line of shoulders and shoulders, the young man's lively anger and elegant temperament were staggered silently, and they came from the light.

It was so bright and so dazzling that even looking at it could make people's chests hot.

The thick Steinway Triangle glowed faintly under the lamp, waiting quietly, waiting for someone to bounce again.

Jin Linkun no longer teased him, nor teased him, readjusted the piano stool, turned over the score, and sat down next to him meticulously.

Yu Sheng's chest unconsciously lightly astringent.

He has been on a lot of stages, and many of them don’t remember clearly. It’s much bigger than here, and he doesn’t know what tension is.

But I don't know why, this time he suddenly felt his heart beating faster.

The chest was slightly hot, as if something was surging silently, the ingredients were clearly unclear, but every thought was unusually clear and clear.

Jin Linkun raised his hand and gently knocked down their first prelude on the piano.

Chopin's tunes are not suitable for the whole group to take the stage. Yu Sheng was originally going to delete them altogether. The two of them cooperated with the entire group. They were killed by all seven groups of students.

"Brother Sheng, you should be awake and think carefully." Ding Zhengjiao's statement at that time was very clear and well-founded. "At our level, if the judges and the audience can't look down and want to kill the mouth, you and Kunshen are Last chance to save us."

...

Finally, I voted unanimously and moved this paragraph to the end. The seven groups of students were responsible for listening to the piano on stage.

Yu Sheng knocked down the root of the chord with his left hand, and looked up to Jin Linkun. He was facing the lens, and his dark eyes were so soft that he almost made a trance.

Before waiting for his reaction, Jin Linkun had already picked up his rhythm and knocked on the piano keys within half a second.

The piano music was modified by Yu Sheng several times, adding a lot of parts for the two to broaden the expressive range of the vocal range and tune, adding a bright element to the originally soft and dim tune.

The young man's fingers were long and clean, and fell on the black and white keys. The arms were occasionally staggered, and the fingertips passed over the back of the hand, and then settled on their respective keys.

The two have practiced many times, and every sound is familiar with them, and there will be no mistakes.

Jin Linkun played his two measures and was about to fall on the next chord, but Yu Sheng's hand was stopped, and the chord was pressed in advance.

Jin Linkun stunned, thinking that he had remembered the wrong score, and asked him softly, "Isn't this? I--"

He could not make a sound of the rest of his words, his throat moved, and he used his inertia to finish the remaining few bars.

In front of the piano that could not be seen in the auditorium, Yu Sheng's vacated right hand lifted up to complete the last few chords.

The teenager still looked deserted, his eyes falling on the keys, his shoulders and backboards were straight, and he was outlined by the light.

Through fingers, he held Jin Linkun's hand where nowhere to put it.