A light cannot be directly grasped, and scenery can only be admired. She originally thought that both light and scenery could only be admired from afar and not played with intimately.
Therefo...
Chapter 19 School Anniversary Gala
Chapter 19 School Anniversary Gala
The evening breeze, wrapped in the refreshing fragrance of lotus flowers in Xi Garden, condenses those turbulent years into warm pictures, and quietly creates exclusive memories belonging to this school as time goes by.
Therefore, on this important day of school celebration, all teachers and students gathered in the auditorium to celebrate this important moment.
At this moment, the warm light of the auditorium flooded the stage, and several hosts walked slowly onto the center stage. Their sonorous and powerful voices echoed throughout the entire evening: "Broadly educated and determined, striving to build dreams, nurturing talents from all over the world; questioning and thinking deeply, with a burning original aspiration, cultivating pillars for the whole country. Today, we gather here to commemorate the birthday of our alma mater..."
Students from different colleges were distributed in different areas in the auditorium.
Feng Yichen and his roommates sat there and watched one cultural performance after another.
Unfortunately, Xu Tongshang's departure from the party was both coincidental and hasty, and he inadvertently missed a spectacular performance that could be described as "the wind blew back the silk sleeves, the sun reflected the flower hairpins." Otherwise, he would have been able to see the girl named "Jasmine" dancing gracefully on stage, perhaps allowing him to connect the name he remembered with the real person.
The program that followed shortly afterwards was a classical instrumental ensemble——
The curtains opened again, the stage lights gradually brightened, and the five-member ensemble was arranged in a staggered order according to the priority of the music.
The guqin player was none other than Chi Shu. Today, she wore a moon-white, shimmering brocade cheongsam, her long black hair tied in a low bun, the silver tassels on her hairpin swaying gently with her movements.
Her clothes and hairstyle clearly matched the styles and clothes of the other instrumentalists, but Feng Yichen still noticed her at the first moment, and then she was the only one he could see in his eyes.
As the prelude begins, the dongxiao slices through the silence with its clear, lingering notes, followed by the bamboo flute, the erhu, and the pipa, embellished with delicate finger movements. Guqin player Chi Shu, seated at his desk, his fingertips rising and falling, become the most delicate footnote to the ensemble.
It neither steals the clarity of the wind instruments nor overshadows the rhythm of the string instruments, naturally making the pauses in the music more distinct.
He didn't know whether it was the tone of the music that touched him, or the various emotions in his heart, but he just felt that this scene was so similar to Chi Shu's gentle personality.
He never thought Chi Shu was cold and indifferent. On the contrary, he always thought Chi Shu was gentle, elegant, reserved, and reserved. Her indifferent nature also had her own independent spiritual world. But even this noncompetitive and noncompetitive girl always unconsciously etched herself in his mind and heart.
Perhaps it was because his fixed gaze was too persistent that Chi Shu, who was immersed in the music on the stage, seemed to sense something. As soon as she shifted her gaze to the audience seats, she was caught off guard and met Feng Yichen's deep eyes. The light in his eyes was like stars and warm sunshine, making her unable to understand.
The unexpected eye contact startled both of them. They had never expected that they could see each other without any hindrance in such a packed hall.
A corner of my heart was suddenly stirred gently, causing more ripples in the already restless lake of my heart.
Those gentle eyes passed through the window of the heart as lightly as the moonlight. When the song ended and the lingering sound lingered in the air, the floating light of the hem of the cheongsam moved with the movement of the curtain call and exit, just like the melody just now, leaving a soft and tough mark in Feng Yichen's heart.
But Chi Shu like this not only occupied all of Feng Yichen's attention.
It also attracted unrelated bystanders when she was not paying attention.