It was the weekend after New Year's Day, and when Qiu Yuling returned home after the holiday, she felt that the school was full of people pointing fingers at her.
If you look closely, it doesn't seem to be malicious.
People were so naive at that time. As soon as she entered the classroom and sat down, a classmate took a notebook and asked her to write a blessing, and also asked her to sign her name after writing.
Only then did she realize that after the horse racing, they became famous.
"Yuling, you're really good at hiding it. The way your hand is exposed shocked us all."
As soon as the classmate with the notebook finished speaking, several people gathered around her, all praising her.
At that time, it was not popular to say "cool", and her classmates kept calling her "energetic"!
"Well, I'm nothing. Ma Qingqing's horse-head fiddle playing is truly amazing."
"Don't be so modest. You don't know. When you played the horse's neighing that day, we were all so excited. Everyone was saying that the erhu was only used as an accompaniment to Peking opera, but we didn't expect the solo to be so beautiful..."
Everyone gathered around Qiu Yuling and talked about how she had maintained an eight-tooth smile the entire time, and her cheeks were sore after a morning of work.
"Ah, it's true that people are afraid of being famous just like pigs are afraid of being fat."
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Feidan and Zhao Xiaogu slapped her on the back.
"You idiot! You've got this trick, and you've even kept it a secret from us. Tell the organization now. What else do you think we don't know? Confessions will be treated leniently, while resistance will be punished severely."
Torture is the easiest way to extract a confession. Qiu Yuling almost invented the skill of delivering a sow before she was barely let off.
"You two hit me too hard. You almost broke my spine."
"Did we break your spine? It's because of your reputation..."
"Speak frankly, it makes me sound like I've earned a bad reputation. Now, I'm a comrade that everyone admires and loves. You should be able to stand up straight. If I can't, it's because of you two..."
Because of the two slaps on the back, Qiu Yuling extorted a steamed bun from each of them.
"I say, it's a waste for your cat stomach to occupy so much of it. You should just give it up and fill the national treasury."
Qiu Yuling closed the lunch box lid and hid it behind her. "That won't do. I got this money by extortion. Even if I donate it to beggars, I can't give it back to you two executioners."
Ma Qingqing came up from behind and held out her lunch box, "Donor, please give me some alms."
"You're not popular. There's not even anyone to beat you up..."
The steamed buns hadn't even warmed up yet, and the girl from Mobei was already blackmailing him for money.
"Qingqing, I just heard Yuling introduce you. You're really amazing. Can you teach me too? I'll bring a horse-head fiddle with me next semester."
"Of course, but you two are going too far. Yuling is even better than me."
"Hmph, we have to know something that she doesn't. We can't let her always be the best." Zhao Xiaogu stiffened his neck and looked like he was shouting.
"I'm afraid that won't work. Yuling can also play the horse-head fiddle." Ma Qingqing spread her hands, looking helpless.
Li Feidan gave a look, and Zhao Xiaogu immediately stepped in. The two of them, one on each side, held Qiu Yuling in the middle. "Little comrade, you're being dishonest. Why didn't you tell me you could play the horse-head fiddle? Spit out my steamed bread."
Seeing Qiu Yuling's unfazed look, the two men immediately used their ultimate moves to tickle her.
Qiu Yuling had itchy skin all over her body and she couldn't stand it. She almost got a stitch in the side from laughing, and only then did the two of them stop.
"Good brother, I'm going to go and dig out Ma Qingqing's mouth for you and make her spit it out."
"Hey, you're still not behaving, Xiao Gu. Keep tickling me."
“Ahahaha…hahaha…ahhahaha…I was wrong, please forgive me, ahahaha…”
Qiu Yuling had no choice but to go in and make a stew with meat for each person.
Li Feidan and Zhao Xiaogu took the lunch boxes and closed the lids. "We saved money on lunch again, haha."
Zhao Xiaogu nodded in agreement, agreeing with what Li Feidan said, and added, "Young comrade, you do have a promising future. If you continue to behave like this, the organization is willing to accept your continued compensation."
Ma Qingqing, the instigator, had already hidden away and eaten up all the steamed buns. She has always had a big appetite.
"Eat them all? You two should really switch gears. One of you big and strong eats cat food, and the other petite and delicate eats..."
"Are you eating pig food? My mother also said that I eat like a yak, haha." When she was cooked, she found that Ma Qingqing looked petite, but had the ruggedness of a herdsman.
"Besides, Yuling is not tall and strong. She is as thin as a stick. It would be better if she could gain some weight. She is still thin now." Ma Qingqing didn't say how much she envied Qiu Yuling's figure.
Slender and tall, thin but strong.
Oh yes, Qiu Yuling has grown taller in the past six months. She is now 1.65 meters tall. Her close classmates all joke that she is a feed-eater who grows taller every day.
"Really, Yuling, since you're free right now, why don't you play a song for us?"
Zhao Xiaogu felt that he had not heard enough and insisted on listening more.
Qiu Yuling pretended to hesitate for a moment, and agreed a second before the two rebels made a move.
"I'm going too." Ma Qingqing cleaned her lunch box and expressed her desire to join in.
The group of four arrived at the literature and art club.
Qiu Yuling took the erhu and played an unknown tune for them.
The whistling north wind and the faint sadness of parting are melodious and tortuous.
Zhao Xiaogu covered his chest and said, "I can't take it anymore. I feel like I just buried my lover. It's so painful.
Yuling, can you bring someone back to life and let me take my time?"
The piano music paused, Qiu Yuling searched for the melody in her mind, and played a new cheerful and lively one.
At some point, red faces appeared on the windows one after another.
"Yuling, it's so beautiful. How do you know such a beautiful piece of music?" Not only Zhao Xiaogu kept asking her, but Li Feidan and Ma Qingqing also thought so.
Someone outside pushed the door open and they all rushed in, clamoring for Qiu Yuling to sing another song.
"Well, this is the last song. After we finish it, we'll go back to the classroom."
Everyone responded.
Qiu Yuling got into position, searched for a melody in her mind, and played a piece with a slightly cheerful rhythm.
Oh my god, how could the students bear this? They all covered their chests, afraid that they would get twisted.
"Why does it sound so nice? What's its name?"
Qiu Yuling said that she was just improvising and might not be able to repeat it a second time, which her classmates thought was a pity.
Qiu Yuling didn't really lie. She did borrow some ideas from later generations, but she still made it up.
This is the atmosphere today.
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