Change your life: I leave my life to God

In the auditorium of No. 1 Middle School, Wei Pingting put the phone in her pocket, with a hint of sadness and regret on her face. A week later, Liao Cong was still immersed in the sadness of breaking up with Zhou Yushuang. She didn’t know what to do, but she always felt that she She regretted it more than once, had she known that she would not have gone to vocational education on Liao Cong's birthday.

On the way back to the dormitory, Wei Pingting was still immersed in this emotion. After several rehearsals, Wei Pingting's program was successfully selected into the final program. It will be performed in front of all the teachers and students of the school on New Year's Day, every day. In her spare time, she has to take time to cooperate with rehearsals. The school attaches great importance to it. This party has invited many distinguished leaders. The program is related to the school's style and cannot be compromised.

"Wait a moment!"

Hearing this voice, Lin Xiangxiang and the others instinctively wanted to protect Wei Pingting. Wei Pingting was so beautiful. The boys who had seen her dance turned into bees and butterflies and circled around Wei Pingting shamelessly. Regardless of whether he regards Wei Pingting as his best friend or Liao Cong as his idol, Lin Xiangxiang will naturally not let these people get close to Wei Pingting. The one who is chasing after him is not a boy, but Yang Yueru, who is known as the most temperamental and singing person in No. 1 Middle School. A good girl, a perfect school belle from a rich family.

Wei Pingting doesn't have much contact with Yang Yueru. She only knows that she has a gentle personality and excellent studies. She has always been a good student in the eyes of the teachers. However, it seems that the two of them are not familiar with each other. She Why are you saying hello to yourself?

Wei Pingting couldn't help but asked in surprise:"Senior Sister Yang, are you calling me?"

"yes. Yang Yueru blinked and smiled:"Can we chat for a few words?""

"Um."Wei Pingting did not refuse, and she was also curious about why Yang Yueru came to her.

Yang Yueru and Wei Pingting casually sat on the seats next to them:"Is the guy who sang just now the boy who came last time?"

Wei Pingting looked at Yang Yueru warily and said calmly:"He is my boyfriend! Yang

Yueru looked at Wei Pingting who suddenly became serious in confusion, but continued to ask indifferently:"Has he studied music?""

"He must have learned it."Wei Pingting is not sure either. Liao Cong said that he is self-taught, but his guitar skills are not low. It took him only a few years to reach this level. Anyway, Wei Pingting, the person around me, has never seen anyone more powerful than Liao Cong. Yang

Yueru's eyes suddenly lit up:"Then who is his teacher?

Wei Pingting looked Yang Yueru up and down:"Why do you ask?" Yang

Yueru said in a brisk tone:"The advice he gave me last time was very helpful to me. I have wanted to ask him for advice. The song he sang today touched me deeply. He is so awesome. Can you help me date him?" ? I want to ask him about music and ask him to introduce me to his teacher who can teach me music on weekends or during winter vacation.

Wei Pingting became even more defensive:"I have to ask him about this first." Yang

Yueru blinked:"Then can you give me his phone number?" I asked for advice in person, which seemed even more sincere."

Wei Pingting was very reluctant.

Yang Yueru seemed to have noticed Wei Pingting's worry, and she covered her mouth and chuckled:"Don't worry, I won't compete with you for your boyfriend. I have no plans to fall in love before I go to college."

Wei Pingting analyzed the authenticity of Yang Yueru's words, and she really had no reason to refuse. She even thought that talking to Yang Yueru about music might help Liao Cong get over his sadness faster, so she reported Liao Cong's phone number to her.

Yang Yueru kept it carefully, with a bright smile on her face. She gently leaned into Wei Pingting's ear and said in a voice that only she could hear:"Be careful with Jiang Shishi and Han Junsheng.""

"Um? Wei Pingting's heart moved:"What does Senior Sister Yang mean?""

"You still don’t know that you have offended them? Yang Yueru smiled mysteriously:"Don't worry. Although the two of them are more domineering, at most they will put on small shoes for you in school and make you stumble. You should be more careful.""

Wei Pingting narrowed her eyes. It was normal for Han Junsheng to be resentful because he failed to pursue her. But when did she offend Jiang Shishi? Could it be about the joint dance? But that was mentioned by Teacher Jia, and he has not given up on it. Did you propose it?

Before Wei Pingting could ask again, Yang Yueru had already left. Wei Pingting lowered her head and thought deeply. The management of No. 1 Middle School was so strict. I am afraid that the real violence would not be caused by characters with both good morals and academics like Han Junsheng and Jiang Shishi. She didn’t want to steal the limelight in the school because of what the student union cadres had done. She thought she had no shoes to wear, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Liao Cong came to Chen Lingzhi’s dormitory with a guitar on his back. Unexpectedly, Gao Junhong and Gao Junhong Jin Chenxi was there, and Liao Cong suddenly became obedient.

Gao Junhong's attitude toward Liao Cong seemed to become more and more casual and irritable:"What are you doing here?"

"Return the guitar. Gao

Jun gave him a red look, then his expression suddenly changed, he sniffed him fiercely and said,"Have you been drinking?""

"ah? this……"Liao Cong felt panicked as if his pigtails had been caught.

Gao Jun's red eyes shot up:"Where did you get the wine? Who did you drink it with?"

Liao Cong hesitated, but he could only explain honestly:"Teacher Liu Haitao invited us to dinner, and everyone drank some, oh, and Teacher Liu Peiying.……"

Jin Chenxi smiled and pulled Gao Junhong:"Oh, it's okay for them to drink some wine at their age, not to mention that there are male teachers following them, nothing will happen."

Gao Junhong poked Liao Cong on the forehead and emphasized:"It's okay for students to drink. It shouldn't be, Liu Haitao and the others are just messing around!"

Before he finished speaking, Liao Cong's cell phone rang in his trouser pocket.

Gao Junhong was startled:"You still have a mobile phone?" No, Liao Cong's parents were employed in farming. They were out-and-out rural people. How could they give Liao Cong a mobile phone? Who in the class has a mobile phone and doesn't come from a well-off family? Last time I called the parents, no one answered the call for a long time. It couldn't be that this guy filled in the phone number randomly. Gao Junhong instinctively felt that Liao Cong must not learn well. I don't know. Where did you get the money from?

Liao Cong felt that he was so unlucky today. Why was his head teacher grabbing his pigtails? He could only bite the bullet and explain:"I bought it, it's not expensive!"

Gao Junhong grabbed Liao Cong's ears:"Where did you get the money? ?"

Liao Cong could only lie:"Eat frugally."

Jin Chenxi laughed:"How can you be frugal with your appetite?"

Gao Junhong pulled Liao Cong's ears hard and taught him:"You're lying, right? Say, yes. Didn't you do something bad?"

Liao Cong covered his ears and shouted:"No, no, teacher, believe me, I'm not that kind of person!"

Gao Junhong suddenly remembered Liao Cong's bonus for his courageous actions:"Tell me, is that right? Did you use that five hundred yuan to buy it? You kid, are you too vain? Comparing yourself randomly!"

Liao Cong couldn't laugh or cry:"I gave that money to my family, really, but my parents rewarded me with a hundred yuan, and I I saved some more. This is a second-hand item that others don't want. It only costs 200 yuan. Really, teacher, I didn't lie to you!"

Jin Chenxi exclaimed:"No wonder you are using a lady's mobile phone. I thought you had something just now. It’s a special hobby."

Liao Cong really cried now, dear Teacher Jin, thank you, can you stop praising me?

Gao Junhong still didn't let go:"Why do you come to see Teacher Chen after drinking? The guitar won't work tomorrow? Don't pay attention to the impact!"

Liao Cong was shocked and didn't dare to quibble anymore, let alone look up at Chen Lingzhi. If he was When the head teacher discovers what happened between him and Chen Lingzhi, it will be difficult for him not to die!

After finally getting away, Liao Cong rubbed his ears and ran away.

The phone kept ringing, and Liao Cong had the opportunity to answer it:"Hello?"

A nice female voice said:"Hello?"

"Uh, who are you looking for?"

"looking for you"

"Eh? Liao Cong was stunned,"Who are you?""

"I want to learn singing with you.

Liao Cong was even more confused:"Learning to sing?""

"We have met before. I am Yang Yueru. Do you have any impressions?"

Liao Cong shook his head, but soon realized that the other party couldn't see his movements, so he said:"I'm sorry.……"

"I am a student of No.1 Middle School"

"I really can't remember."After drinking, Liao Cong's mind was still confused.

"you……"Yang Yueru snorted,"Then let me introduce myself formally. Yang Yueru is a student in Class 3, Grade 2 Liberal Arts, No. 1 Middle School. The last time you came to No. 1 Middle School, you pointed out that I chose the wrong songs and said that I was singing Faye Wong's songs."

"oh oh! Liao Cong finally faced him:"It's you." Yang

Yueru got straight to the point:"I want to learn singing from your teacher.""

"No one taught me. Aren’t you a music student? There should be specialized teachers."

"I listened to the song you sang today. It was very nice. I just wanted to discuss it with you. I know you should be very good at singing, right?"

"No, I'm good at painting and basketball"

"……"

"I really learned it on my own, I'm just a student, there's no need to discuss it."Liao Cong didn't wait for Yang Yueru to continue and hung up the phone. He was first scolded by Gao Junhong and then received an inexplicable phone call. This diluted the melancholy in Liao Cong's heart. He looked up at the moon. The memory of Qin Jiayi was because of No longer obtainable and nothingKnowing this made Liao Cong feel more cherished. He only hoped that everything would go well for her in another time and space.

Liao Cong rubbed his ears and walked to the dormitory. Suddenly, a thought exploded in his mind like lightning: He just traveled to the era of Brother Liao, but time never stops, and in just a few years he will be able to Seeing Qin Jiayi again, and Brother Liao and Qin Jiayi are from the same town...

But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Liao Cong smiled bitterly and shook his head. He remembered that Qin Jiayi would not be born for another five years. By then, he would really still be there. Can we renew our relationship with her? This body is no longer the Chen Mo it was before.

Just thinking about it, Liao Cong was shocked again. Doesn't that mean that Chen Mo will be born in four years? Will Chen Mo, born four years later, still be the same Chen Mo?

Who am I then?

It’s scary to think about it!

In the girls' dormitory, Zhou Yushuang was nestled under the quilt, looking sideways at the portrait on the wall. In the portrait, she and Liao Cong were laughing and joking heartlessly. In her mind, she couldn't help but recall the acquaintance of herself and Liao Cong. The good things since.

Han Jinghui huddled up, her head covered, her thin fingertips touched her lips, and the electric shock-like touch seemed to recreate the unexpected kiss.

Lin Xiaoxiao happily hummed a song and soaked her feet...

Gao Feifei, who was sitting on the back seat of Uncle Gao Er's motorcycle, looked back reluctantly at the vocational education dormitory building where the lights were still on...

Chen Lingzhi stroked the guitar and thought Seeing Liao Cong being taught a lesson by Gao Junhong and Jin Chenxi, he couldn't help laughing. Then he thought about how he almost kissed Liao Cong on stage, and he was so embarrassed.

In No. 1 Middle School, Wei Pingting was lying on the bed, editing and deleting text messages on her phone, but not sending them out. She couldn't help but get excited when she thought that the winter vacation was coming soon, and she would be able to spend time with Liao Cong day and night.

Yang Yueru stared at Liao Cong's name in the address book in her hand and snorted.

Everyone is thinking about today's gains and losses in the dead of night, and looking forward to tomorrow and the future, but who knows whether the unknown future will be a determined destiny?