My 1983

Since it was still early for school in the morning, the two usually ate breakfast at the breakfast stall on the road.

So as soon as she sat down, Song Qian stared at the lyrics in her hand and hummed softly, and Lu Xiaofeng shook her head.

It is estimated that if this girl is put in the future life, she will also be a star-chasing family.

"Xiaofeng! I simply adore you so much, this song you can't tell anyone, only I can sing it!

Song Qian said and warned Lu Xiaofeng. Looking at the lyrics in my hand, the more I read it, the more I like it.

In the end, under Lu Xiaofeng's repeated urging, he carefully carried it in his pocket.

For Lu Xiaofeng, this is just a song, and he can't make such a big move.

But I still obediently agreed, let alone such a song, as long as I give myself time, write a pile without repeating.

Looking at the time on the watch, it was not early, Lu Xiaofeng and Song Qian got up and rushed to the school.

Speaking of this watch, it was also compensated when the young man and woman bullied the Niu Bing brothers and sisters before.

Now that I think about it, months have passed, and now it's winter and it's snowing again. I should take a look at Niu's house.

Lu Xiaofeng thought about it and walked into the classroom with Song Qian.

Throughout the morning, Song Qian looked absent-minded, and from time to time she would take out the lyrics written by Lu Xiaofeng to look at it twice, and sing it silently in her heart.

As soon as I arrived at the big class, I took out the small book of lyrics and transcribed the song neatly.

"Qianqian, what are you?"

Just as Song Qian was transcribing the lyrics, a skinny female classmate came to her side and asked.

The skinny girl is no one else, it is Song Qian's good friend Chang Nannan.

"Didn't... It's nothing!

Song Qian said as if she was a thief, and hurriedly closed the lyric book and stuffed it into the drawer.

"Yo! What is still behind my back, is it difficult to be a love letter written to you by a little boy! "

I and Song Qian can also be regarded as having played from childhood to adulthood, and they will share anything in their hearts together, so Chang Nannan is also out of sight, and he put his hand into the drawer as he spoke.

"It's nothing, don't look at it!"

Song Qian protected the lyrics tighter, for fear of being snatched away by a good girlfriend.

But the more he was like this, the heavier Chang Nannan's curiosity became.

"Alright! Then I won't look at it!

Chang Nannan said and made an expression of indifference.

Song Qian followed her body and slowly relaxed.

With a swoosh, Chang Nannan took advantage of Song Qian's lack of attention and took out the lyric book from Song Qian's drawer.

"You lied......!"

Song Qian said and reached out to grab it.

But at this time, Chang Nannan had already opened the lyric book.

"What should I be, isn't it just a lyric book! I have it too!

Looking at the content of the lyric book, Chang Nannan was slightly disappointed, but his fingers were still turning casually.

"Huh! Is this a new song? What

Song Qian was worried about still happened, and Chang Nannan turned to the last page.

"Just once? I haven't really heard of this song. Saying

that, he began to carefully examine the lyrics.

"This lyric is also average! It must not be a good song, otherwise I would not have heard it.

Chang Nannan said and returned the lyrics book to Song Qian.

"I said why are your tastes getting worse and worse, and you can listen to this kind of song?"

Originally, Song Qian didn't plan to explain anything, but when she heard Chang Nannan's last sentence, she couldn't help but refute.

"This is a song written by Xiao Feng, how is it possible......!"

Song Qian covered her mouth, how she was excited to tell Lu Xiaofeng.

"Xiaofeng? Are you saying that this was written by Lu Xiaofeng?

Chang Nannan was a little surprised, about Lu Xiaofeng himself had heard this name to some extent.

Due to his relationship with Song Qian, he also talks about Lu Xiaofeng on weekdays, and it is difficult for him to know whether he wants to.

Seeing that things were already like this, Song Qian couldn't hide it, so she could only tell the truth.

"Not only this, but even the song You at the same table was written by Xiao Feng!"

Song Qian said with pride, although there was nothing to do here, but when it came to Lu Xiaofeng, he was also a little honored.

"Isn't it! That song was also written by him?

Chang Nannan's whole person was stunned, if he didn't understand Song Qian, he really thought that he was deceiving himself.

But although he knew that what Song Qian said was true, he still couldn't accept it in his heart.

It may not be surprising that a teenager can write songs, but it is rare to write songs so well.

"This one was written specifically for me!"

Song Qian said and covered the lyrics book to her chest like a baby.

"Wrote it for you?"

Chang Nannan was stunned, and then smiled badly.

"You're a dead girl, shouldn't you two be......!"

Chang Nannan did not finish speaking, although Song Qian did not say anything on weekdays, but as a girlfriend, she could still feel what she meant to Lu Xiaofeng.

"Where do you want to go! This is what I asked him to write!

Song Qian's face turned crimson and glanced at Chang Nannan.

"That... So how is the song sung? At

this moment, Chang Nannan is not only curious about this song, but even about Lu Xiaofeng!

"Just once, I'll take you ~~!"

Listening to Chang Nannan's words, Song Qian hummed softly.

It only took one morning, from the lyrics to the melody, I had firmly remembered it in my heart.

Coupled with his own unique voice, this song is particularly good to be sung by himself.

"Snap! Syllable! Syllable! I

don't know when, Song Qian's surroundings were already surrounded by students. Although the sound was already small, it still attracted everyone's attention.

"Qianqian, you sing so well!"

"Yes, yes, what kind of song is this, so good!"

"Teach us!"

For a while, the words of praise for this song were spoken from the crowd as if they did not want money.

Looking at so many onlookers, Song Qian was helpless for a while.

Said to keep it secret, I didn't expect that the lyrics of Kung Fu that had not yet been exposed all morning had been exposed.

Song Qian can't help it, the so-called reach out and don't hit the smiling person. Everyone said the words, and they couldn't say it if they didn't agree.

I could only lend the lyrics to everyone to copy with a reluctant face.