Chapter 67
Qi Ying remembered what her history teacher had said, that she had to participate in more activities in order to avoid the punishment.
It is easy to get extra credits for a politically correct school event like the May 4th Party. If the program of Class 9 can win an award, then Liu Yao, who is protecting Ji Rang, will definitely find a way to use this opportunity to help him get rid of the punishment.
Qi Ying looked at the boy beside him eagerly, and launched all his soft attacks: "But I want to see it."
Ji Rang had a blank expression on his face: "No room for negotiation."
Seeing his determined face, the girl knew that there was no room for negotiation. She lowered her head in frustration and said in a muffled voice, "Okay then."
If it had ears and a tail, they would be drooping now.
It's really heartbreaking to watch.
No way! Ji Rang gritted his teeth secretly. He must not be soft-hearted! What if she suddenly wanted to watch a bikini show again one day? What would he do then? ? ?
Fortunately, the girl recovered after only a short while of disappointment. While waiting for the bus at the bus stop, she showed him her phone and asked softly, "Can you accompany me to this event on Saturday?"
Ji Rang glanced at it and saw a photo of a nursing home on the phone screen. The title was: "Into the Hearts of Lonely Elderly People" charity event.
He is not the kind of person who is patient enough to do charity work. Moreover, he is the kind of old man who is so nagging and slow that he can annoy people to death.
But he had just rejected the little girl's request to walk the runway, and if he refused again now, he was afraid she would cry.
I could only respond: "Okay."
Qi Ying smiled happily and told him: "Prepare some small gifts for grandparents in advance."
Ji Rang said patiently, "I understand."
When the bus arrived at the stop, she smiled sweetly: "I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow."
Looking at her cheerful smile and back, Ji Rang suddenly felt that if he could do these things to make her truly happy, principles might not be that important.
The next day at school, during morning self-study, the history teacher really brought the guqin to Qi Ying.
Just by looking at the wood of the guitar, the carvings on it, and the brightness of the strings, you can tell that this guitar is worth a lot of money.
Most of the students in Class 2 had never seen a guqin before, so they came to watch out of curiosity and insisted that Qi Ying perform for them. Unable to resist so many requests, Qi Ying blushed and placed the guqin between her and Yue Li's desks, sat upright on the chair, and played a little tune.
The timbres of the guqin and guzheng are different. The guzheng tends to be clear and lively, and is also suitable for playing catchy pop music, such as the very famous "A Laugh in the Ocean".
However, the timbre of the guqin is richer and its style is simple, making it more suitable for playing ancient music with elegant artistic conception. For example, most of the ten famous Chinese music pieces handed down, which contain the meaning of "mountains and flowing water, and elegant spring music", are played on the guqin.
Nowadays, most people listen to the guzheng. When Qi Ying stroked the seven strings with her fingers and the sound of the instrument came out, the heavy and distant feeling came out immediately.
The piece of music played by Qi Yingfu was a ditty written by the zither player himself.
The zither player left his hometown and came to the capital, hoping to realize his ambitions in the court. However, he found that the officials were fickle and full of intrigues, which was far from the pure and clear world he imagined in his music. He resigned in anger and first stayed in a brothel to play the zither for a while. Later, he lived in a temple, listening to Buddhist music and accompanied by green lights every day.
The general went to the temple to invite him to his mansion as a guest and to teach Qi Ying how to play the zither. He happened to see the zither player composing this little song that transcends the mundane world and cares about the common people in front of a Buddha statue.
The zither master admired the general's kindness and righteousness, and did not refuse his request, nor was he ashamed to teach a concubine who did not even have a position to play the zither. After teaching Qi Ying the fingering and zither music, the first piece he taught her was this one.
When Qi Ying played the piano, Class 2 was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone held their breath, afraid of breaking this beautiful scene.
After Qi Ying finished the song, she said embarrassedly, "I haven't played for a long time, and I played two notes wrong."
Yue Li stamped her feet excitedly: "It doesn't matter! We didn't hear it anyway!"
The students in Class 2 came to their senses, and someone said in a daze: "I just listened to this piece of music, but why do I feel like I have attained enlightenment?"
Everyone was laughing, except Zhao Dunan, who was standing in his seat. He clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves and almost broke his nails.
She is obviously the heroine! Why is everyone's attention on someone who is just in the background? !
The bell rang and everyone returned to their seats. Qi Ying packed the guqin in a box and carefully placed it against the wall. Yue Li was so excited that her face turned red. She kept writing and drawing on her notebook. When the class was over, she came over and lowered her voice excitedly and said, "Yingying! I have designed a very stunning appearance for you! How about we apply for a wire and let you fly down from the sky? When the time comes, you will wear a white gauze dress and fly in the air. You will definitely be more fairy-like than Xiao Longnu!"
Qi Ying smiled and shook her head: "No, wirework is not safe, the school will definitely not agree. Besides, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are the protagonists, we can't steal the show."
Yue Li thought about it and agreed, so she crossed out the wire work and said, "What's the point of being the main character? You are on the stage, and even if Zhu Yingtai has a lot of lines, everyone will definitely look at you. People are not blind."
Yue Li, as the chief director, gave orders to the costume and makeup team: No wirework, but a white gauze skirt is a must! Just follow the look of Liu Yifei as Little Dragon Girl!
The leader of the costume and makeup group is also a fan of Qi Ying. He even secretly voted for Qi Ying when voting for the school beauty. He immediately guaranteed to complete the task!
By Friday, Yue Li's script was completely finished. She printed a copy for each student who needed to participate in the performance. Zhao Dunan was skeptical at first, but after reading the script, he was sure that Yue Li was indeed not seeking revenge, and Zhu Yingtai had the most scenes and lines.
But what's up with this line?
"Brother Liang, I can't be with you. It has nothing to do with gender or family background. It's just because you are not a member of the Communist Youth League!"
Zhao Dunan was so angry that his nose was crooked. He went to Yue Li with the script in his hand and said angrily: "What do you mean? Are you trying to mess with me on purpose?!"
Yue Li glanced at her lazily and said, "Of course the May 4th Gala has to have a theme. Do you really think you are asked to perform a love drama? Of course you have to break tradition, promote the idea of socialism with Chinese characteristics, and be a butterfly with the Chinese dream!"
Chen Mengjie nodded repeatedly as she looked at the script: "Very good, very good, worthy of the hundreds of novels you have read. I give full marks to the plot and lines!"
Other students also echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, such a silly line, I already expected that we would be the main force on the day of the party!"
"And it's really politically correct! Hahahaha, I heard that Snow White from Class 5 was eliminated. Ours will definitely pass!"
Zhao Dunan was almost angry to death.
What a lousy role of Zhu Yingtai! She is clearly a clown! Not even as good as the poetry recitation of Class 3! She even wanted to stop performing. Chen Mengjie saw her dissatisfaction and tried to persuade her for a whole day. After all, she is the protagonist. Although the lines are a bit funny, the costumes are beautiful and the plot is also very attractive! Who else can play Zhu Yingtai besides you!
Zhao Dunan accepted it reluctantly.
The first rehearsal will begin on Saturday.
Qi Ying asked the chief director for leave: "I have to go to the nursing home to do charity work tomorrow, so I can't come to participate."
Yue Li waved her hand and said, "It's okay. You don't have to attend the rehearsal. Once we're done rehearsing, you can just follow the plot and add the background music."
So the next day Qi Ying happily followed Ji Rang to the nursing home.
She had signed up online a few days in advance. After taking several buses, she arrived at the entrance of the nursing home. There was a banner on the gate saying "Caring for lonely elderly people" and volunteer registration was being done at the door.
Ji Rang hadn't arrived yet, so she stood on the steps waiting obediently.
The temperature today is over 20 degrees and the sun is shining brightly. She wore a pair of jeans with overalls and a simple and loose white T-shirt on her upper body, revealing half of her bunny ears.
With her long hair tied behind her head, a small Sony camera hung on her chest and a white backpack on her back, she looked pure and well-behaved, like a crabapple bud about to bloom on a branch.
The volunteers who were registering had already noticed her. A young man wearing a brand name suit and a famous watch walked up to her after registering his name, smiled gently and asked, "Little sister, are you a volunteer too?"
Qi Ying smelled some strong scent of men's perfume on him, so she stepped aside unnoticeably and said "hmm" politely.
The man smiled and stretched out his hand with a multi-million-dollar watch on it. "Me too. Let's get to know each other. I heard that we will be divided into groups to take care of the elderly. We can be in the same group. My name is Feng Xiao, what's your name?"
The young men who followed him were all laughing: "Damn it, not only is he pretending to do charity, but he's actually trying to pick up girls."
"That little girl doesn't look like she's even an adult! What a beast."
"It's worth the death penalty after three years of hard work. This girl is too pure."
A group of people laughed obscenely.
Qi Ying didn't shake the hand. She held the straps of her schoolbag with both hands and politely refused: "I have a friend in the team, he will be here soon."
"It's already half past eight." Feng Xiao looked at his watch, "Your friend is late."
Qi Ying didn't like the sarcasm in his tone, so she emphasized, "He'll be here soon!"
Just as he finished speaking, a sharp roar came from far away, raising dust and fallen leaves along the way, and then the car braked suddenly and stopped at the side of the road.
The young man in a black T-shirt and jeans jumped off the mountain motorcycle, took off his helmet, and shook his head. His black hair was messy, but it couldn't hide his unruly handsomeness.
He took out two bags from the trunk and strode towards Qi Ying. Seeing Feng Xiao beside her, he frowned, but just glanced at her indifferently and then focused his eyes on Qi Ying.
The little baby is so good today.
Ji Rang carried the bag with one hand and used the other hand to brush down a strand of hair that was blown up by the wind. "Let's go."
The little girl looked up at him with bright eyes and nodded obediently.
Feng Xiao's face turned dark as he was completely ignored.
Qi Ying and Ji Rang took out their ID cards, registered, and went in. Feng Xiao and his group of friends walked behind them, staring at the pair in front of them with sullen faces.
A skinny man next to him nudged him with his elbow and whispered, "Don't mess around, that boy is not a good person."
Feng Xiao heard the warning in his tone: "Do you know him?"
The thin man pursed his lips and said, "Have you heard of the young master of the Ji family?"
Feng Xiao's expression changed: "Is it him?"
His friends tried to ease the atmosphere and consoled him: "Forget it, forget it. It's not easy to find girls of your type. I'll introduce one to you next time."
Feng Xiao smiled, but the words "young master of the Ji family" somewhat scared away his previous dirty thoughts, and he finally withdrew his gaze.
The garden is decorated very festively.
There are red lanterns, ribbons and banners hanging, just like the New Year.
Ji Rang indeed prepared a small gift.
A high-end brand of pastry, a small cake that costs hundreds of dollars.
But the old people didn't know these brands, and they all said happily, "I haven't eaten bread for a long time, thank you young man." Ji Rang didn't explain, and distributed the cakes to the old people with a calm face.
Qi Ying stood beside him, holding a camera to take pictures of him, and said, "Smile a little."
Ji Rang cooperated and smiled at the camera.
The old people ate the cakes brought by Ji Rang while chatting with them. Ji Rang was annoyed by these family matters, but Qi Ying was very patient. Even when asked about her parents, she just smiled and lightly brushed it off with a single word, "They passed away."
How come she is so well behaved?
Ji Rang sat down patiently.
When the old man asked him, he would also give a few symbolic answers.
After chatting, I went to accompany the old people for a walk. There were many apricot trees planted in the garden. An old man wanted to eat sour apricots, so he asked Qi Ying to find a broom or something to poke the fruits.
Ji Rang looked impatient: "It's not that troublesome."
He climbed up the tree in two or three steps, picked a bunch of apricots, lifted the hem of his T-shirt and put them in his pocket.
The old man praised him vigorously: "This young man is quite skilled! He is like a monkey!"
Ji Rang: “???”
Qi Ying was laughing so much that she took a camera to take pictures of him climbing the tree. At noon, she had lunch with the elderly in the park. In the afternoon, there were activities organized by the park, such as blindfolding and touching the lucky numbers, and carrying the elderly on their backs to grab balloons.
In fact, the elderly people in nursing homes all have some smell on their bodies.
Qi Ying felt that it was already difficult to get Ji Rang to come to the nursing home, and he probably would not participate in activities that would involve physical contact with the elderly.
She didn't intend to force him, but when it was their group's turn, Ji Rang squatted in front of the old man with an expressionless face and said in a calm voice: "Come up."
Then he ran around the field carrying the old man on his back and almost sprained his waist.
Feng Xiao and the others, on the other hand, stood far away and watched, fearing that they would be infected by the smell.
In the end, Qi Ying's group won first place and received a reward: a steamer and a set of tableware.
At the end of the event, the dean specifically asked Ji Rang and Qi Ying to stand in front and hold the banner. The boy's eyebrows were wild and cold. Everyone was scared when they first met him, but now they all like him.
Ji Rang and Qi Ying stood on the left and right in the front row, holding a banner that read "Congratulations on the successful completion of the charity event of entering the hearts of lonely elderly people."
The photographer half-crouched in front and shouted: "Three, two, one, smile!"
Qi Ying smiled with her eyes curved, and the boy, who always had a sullen look on his face, also curled up the corners of his mouth in response.
After the activity, the elderly and the director sent them to the door and said enthusiastically: "Come again next time!"
Qi Ying held the steamer and nodded politely and happily: "Goodbye, Dean. Goodbye, Grandpa and Grandma."
The pot is bigger than her head.
Ji Rang thought it was troublesome: "How can you sit in my back seat with this pot? Just give it to those aunties."
Qi Ying hugged the pot tightly and pouted, retorting: "No, I can't give it to others!"
Ji Rang was helpless: "Isn't it just a pot? I'll give you one some other day."
She shook her head, her big eyes soft and bright, and said softly, "It's different. You won this."
He was stunned and his heart melted.
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