Chapter 67

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Chapter 67 Wenyihui Can you play the piano?

    No one named Yang Ji? Did she find the wrong classroom?

    Lu Yunsu took out the address that Yang Ji gave her again and confirmed it. Yes, it was this classroom.

    Lu Yunsu poked his head and glanced into the classroom. After scanning for a week, he didn't see Yang Ji's figure. Lu Yunsu was a little disappointed and turned around to leave.

    Suddenly someone tapped on the shoulder, Lu Yunsu turned his head, Yang Ji was standing behind her, looking at her with a smile on his face.

    Seeing two classmates come out of the classroom, the smile on Yang Ji's face disappeared immediately. He touched Lu Yunsu's arm with his arm and said, "Let's go outside and talk." In

    front of the teaching building is a green block On the lawn, there is still a sign "please take care of flowers and plants" on the lawn. Yang Ji stopped by the lawn and asked, "Why did you come to me suddenly?"

    Lu Yunsu looked at him straightly: "School started Didn't you say that you were coming to find me that day? Why didn't you find it?"

    Yang Ji stared at the few grasses sticking out from the lawn beside his feet, raised his feet from time to time and gently swayed, his eyes looked here for a while, After a while, I looked over there, but I didn't dare to look up.

    Yang Ji is a straightforward person, and he never hides what he has to say. And he never let other people's words fall to the ground without anyone answering them. It was rare that he didn't know how to reply.

    Seeing that he was not comfortable, Lu Yunsu asked worriedly, "Did something happen?"

    Yang Ji, who had been silent for a long time, finally stopped being silent now. He raised his head and said, "It's okay."

    "Then why don't you? Looking for me?" Lu Yunsu answered naturally.

    Yang Ji couldn't answer this, so Yang Ji bowed his head and fell silent again.

    Lu Yunsu didn't understand what happened to Yang Ji, and he couldn't answer the question for ten years. When I asked him if something was wrong, he said it was fine. So what is the situation now?

    Could it be that Yang Ji changed his temperament when he became a college student?

    Lu Yunsu didn't want to inquire about other people's private affairs, but Yang Ji was too strange.

    She approached Yang Ji and exclaimed, "I feel you have changed."

    Yang Ji was startled, then showed a hint of despair. She didn't know that Lu Yunsu had something to say, but she just said something casually.

    The smile on his face also froze on his face, but it was not a sad expression, but an energetic smile.

    "Oh? Have I changed?" Yang Ji was still cautious enough not to point it out directly.

    "You've changed, you weren't like this before." Lu Yunsu complained.

    Yang Ji has indeed changed, and the previous Yang Ji would not refute her like this. In the past, Yang Ji would only follow her words and admit with a high profile: Yes, that's right, I've changed, for the better!

    "What was I like before?" As soon as the words came out, Yang Ji immediately noticed that the words were inappropriate, and immediately changed his words and said, "People always change."

    As soon as these words came out, Lu Yunsu felt even more disobedient. , she can't always believe that these words came from Yang Ji's mouth.

    The two walked to the playground and took a walk for a while. Because their words were not speculative, they soon felt boring.

    Lu Yunsu was going back to school. When she saw Yang Ji this time, she felt like Yang Ji had changed, so she felt uncomfortable and lost.

    Before parting, when Yang Ji waved goodbye to her, he suddenly said, "Don't come to school to find me in the future."

    Lu Yunsu stood not far away, thirty meters away from Yang Ji, she turned to look at the person behind her, Some doubts, some puzzled, "Why?"

    Why don't you come to see him?

    Yang Ji smiled and didn't seem to dare to face Lu Yunsu. He lowered his head and didn't look at her: "There will be many courses in the future, and there will be many things to be busy with. I'm afraid I won't have time."

    Lu Yunsu looked at Yang Ji and refused to lift it up. He said decisively, "Okay, I got it." Then he left the place without looking back.

    Lu Yunsu still had a bunch of questions. Originally, he wanted to ask Yang Ji, why did his classmates say that he was not in the class?

    But seeing Yang Ji's indifferent attitude, Lu Yunsu didn't want to ask anything.

    When Lu Yunsu returned to the dormitory, several roommates were sitting on the bed chatting. As soon as Lu Yunsu entered the door, he fell directly on the bed. When the others saw this, they shut up wisely.

    After a long while, You Tiantian called out a few times: "Lu Yunsu? Lu Yunsu? Are you asleep?"

    Lu Yunsu was lying on the bed, feeling depressed, and only replied in a muffled voice: "No."

    You Tiantian said again: " The monitor came over just now and explained something to us. He said that each class of the Freshmen Art Gala needs a program. Our class will perform a chorus, but we need someone who can play the piano to accompany us. The monitor asked us if we could, and we all said No, you happened to be absent at the time and couldn't express your position. Now I ask you, do you know how to play the piano?"

    Lu Yunsu can play the piano, but she has no such thoughts at all now, she is still thinking about Yang Ji, she always feels that Yang Ji Ji is what happened to become like this, but what can happen?

    If something happened, why didn't he say a word when she asked him?

    "Lu Yunsu?" Seeing that Lu Yunsu didn't answer, You Tiantian urged again.

    Lu Yunsu, whose thoughts were interrupted, was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses. Just as he was about to answer, he was robbed first.

    "Don't ask her, the monitor has already found me to play the piano."

    Su Jie came back from outside and looked at the envious expressions on everyone's faces, which was very useful to her.

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