This star’s style is wrong

Lu Xiang'er walked out of the classroom a little confused.

Ning Xiaoyun was waiting at the door, reached out and patted her shoulder, and asked: "How is it? Is that boy handsome? Why do you become so fascinated by her?"

Lu Xiang'er frowned and said coyly, "What did you say?"

"Miss Xiangxiang, quickly grab a handsome guy and end your solo career. If you don't fall in love in college, what's the difference between not going to college?" Ning Xiaoyun said seductively.

"You make it sound like you're not." Lu Xiang'er tickled her with his hands.

The two were playing in the corridor.

"Seriously, is that boy handsome? Did he write you a love letter, or did he just hit you?" Ning Xiaoyun joked.

"What nonsense are you thinking about every day? He is here to talk to me about business, and you have met him." Lu Xiang'er was asked to explain, so she had to explain this.

"Have I seen it? Who is it? Why don't I remember it?" Ning Xiaoyun carefully recalled the appearance of the boy she just saw and compared it with the database in her mind, but she still couldn't match it.

"It's Fang Xing." Lu Xiang'er had no choice but to confess.

"Fang Xing, who is it?"

Ning Xiaoyun didn't react for a while. It took her three seconds to remember who the name was. She widened her eyes and said, "You mean the one from "Tomorrow's Star"?"

Lu Xiang'er nodded, confirming her words.

Ning Xiaoyun continued to stare wide-eyed and said, "No wonder he said he was a vocal major and could also play the piano, and he played it so well. Why didn't I expect that?

"Lu Xiangxiang, hello, you actually hooked up with Fang Xing without telling me.

"Tell me! How did you get in? Recruit me truthfully, otherwise I will report it to auntie."

Lu Xiang'er pinched her arm angrily and snorted, "Can you please stop talking nonsense? I don't even know him."

"Then why did he come to the classroom to find you?" Ning Xiaoyun looked disbelieving.

"Actually, it was something that was reported on Weibo last time. It was said that he beat someone, but in fact he was trying to catch a thief. When he was catching a thief, he broke my violin. Today he came over and gave me a business card, saying that he was a craftsman. The piano master can help me repair the piano." Lu Xiang'er had no choice but to tell the whole story.

"Then do you want an autographed photo from him?" Ning Xiaoyun's train of thought was very out of the ordinary, and it wasn't about the broken violin at all.

"What are you talking about? I'm not familiar with him, why do I need his autograph and photo?" Lu Xiang'er had a speechless expression on her face.

"Of course I'm going to show it off to my roommates. Don't you know? There are several girls in our class who have turned from fans of Wu Junchen to fans of Fang Xing, and they even troll him on the Internet every day." Ning Xiaoyun started to bash. Chatting.

Lu Xiang'er didn't listen to what she was saying at all, and kept thinking about what Fang Xing said just now in her mind.

She really cherished the violin and didn't even dare to open the case to see how injured it was.

If she could, she really wanted to have the violin repaired, but she was afraid that it would be different from the original after it was repaired.

So I kept the violin hidden in my room and didn't take it out to find anyone to repair it.

Ning Xiaoyun saw Fa Xiao in a daze and bumped her with her hand: "Did you listen to me?"

"Huh? Yes." Lu Xiang'er replied casually.

"Have you been stupid because of Fang Xing, who has been stupid all day?" Ning Xiaoyun looked at Lu Xiang'er suspiciously.

"No, don't talk nonsense. I was thinking about repairing the piano." Lu Xiang'er stared at Faxiao with a look of resentment.

Ning Xiaoyun reached out and tapped Lu Xiang'er's nose, and joked: "I think it's the beginning of love, and the soul has been taken away, right?"

"No!"

Lu Xiang'er pursed her lips and rolled her eyes.

"It's obvious, my face is red." Ning Xiaoyun continued to tease her.

"Ning Xiaoyun, really, we have to fight." Lu Xiang'er became angry and rolled up her sleeves as if to fight.

"It's not appropriate to do it in public. Let's go home and do it quietly behind closed doors."

The two of them walked to the cafeteria noisily, planning to practice the piano together after dinner.

…

The lanterns are on.

In Dongyin's student apartment, two rows of plane trees stand on both sides of the road, complementing the street lights next to them.

Fang Xing walked on Wutong Road.

Feeling the cool breeze in the evening, recalling the memories of this life, both familiar and strange.

While he was lost in thought, someone called his name in front of him.

"Fang Xing."

When he looked up, he found that it was the former Bai Yueguang Chen Shirong.

This is Dongyin's student apartment, and Chen Shirong's dormitory is also here.

Fang Xing originally wanted to go back to the dormitory to have a look, but he didn't expect to meet her here.

Chen Shirong walked up quickly, stood under the streetlight, and asked, "Why are you back? Did the competition go well?"

"It's okay." Fang Xing replied casually.

"I've watched all your shows, and you sing very well." Chen Shirong praised.

"Thank you, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Fang Xing responded casually, then walked around her and continued walking forward.

Chen Shirong was stunned for a moment, and she saw a hint of indifference on Fang Xing's face.

If it were before, Fang Xing would not take the initiative to say goodbye as long as she didn't say goodbye.

She quickly turned around and said, "Wait a minute, why do you seem to be a different person? You were not like this before."

Fang Xing turned his head and glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and said, "I don't owe you anything, and I have no obligation to promise that I will treat you the same as before."

Chen Shirong heard this sentence with her own ears and finally confirmed her previous guesses.

Just like the lyrics of "All Lovers in the World" sing: You will never regret having loved, but you will never be able to say goodbye again.

Chen Shirong felt very regretful. It would have been better if she had woken up earlier.

There was still a glimmer of hope in her heart, and she asked, "Can you let go of everything in the past?"

Fang Xing smiled indifferently and said, "I've never picked it up before. What do you want me to put down?"

After saying this, Fang Xing left straight away and disappeared at the end of Wutong Road, disappearing into the dim light of the street lamp.

In fact, Fang Xing had not returned to school before. One of the reasons was that he did not want to see Chen Shirong.

After all, my predecessor was so obsessed with her, and although it was only one-sided, it still left a trace in his memory.

When Fang Xing saw Chen Shirong today, he regarded it as saying goodbye to her and saying goodbye to his past self.

Everything in the past ends here.

Whether it is love, hate, love, or hatred, it all ends before the rest, just like a piece of music, it ends here and will not be repeated.

Chen Shirong was left standing alone under the street lamp, in a daze, with the words constantly echoing in her ears: I have never picked it up, what do you want me to put down?

"Yeah, I've never picked it up..."

Chen Shirong murmured to herself, thinking of the past two years, she had never accepted this man in her heart, not even holding hands.

This past seems to have ended before it even began.