The boy asked to send Tang Xiaojie back to the dormitory, but she refused.

She walked up the bridge with her hands behind her back, breathing in the cool air of the night, but heard a gust of singing coming from the wind.

"My dear... sisters, accompany me to visit this winter campus and tell me about that beautiful girl, white-haired gentleman, while now, there is no one or the wind."

It was obvious that someone was in a bad mood, Tang Xiaojie thought to herself, turned her head and saw a man and a woman sitting on the cement river bank, and the boy was plucking a casino guitar.

"When I left, the leaves were as bleak as it is now, and like now, there were beautiful girls, white-haired gentlemen. Several love poets, and several wandering singers~"

It sounds really nice, just like the original singer, Tang Xiaojie thought to herself. Why don’t you participate in the top ten singers on campus with this level?

Wait... This guy is... Zhou Song? That cathartic duck voice? Has the surgery?

"I remember that in the tavern at the school gate, there were often people crying loudly, and in the dark woods, some people sighed." Zhou Song continued to sing, and Yuan Yueling couldn't help but gather together: "The tape recorder in the dormitory also plays love you every day, but every holiday, you all leave in a hurry..."

Tang Xiaojie was shocked.

She happened to have heard the song "Winter Campus". She couldn't even sing the original sing of the four words "Love You and Love You". As she left, Zhou Song actually sang it?

"This winter campus is as peaceful and quiet as the past, and as beautiful as the past, there are beautiful girls," Zhou Song pinched Yuan Yueling's face: "Mr. White-haired gentleman, but no one comes again, sings of the past."

"It sounds nice." Yuan Yueling clapped her hands: "I think the voice I singed in military training in the first year of the first year is much better."

Has your voice improved? If you say so, it seems to be a little...

"I really didn't expect you to sing this song too. This song actually represents my mood." Zhou Song leaned over and hugged Yueling in his arms, whispered in her ears, and the fragrant fragrance of his hair penetrated into his nostrils.

"I have also sat in the small hall outside the school and cried. When I think of you, I really want to cry, and I have also sighed in the pine forest..."

"Okay OK, okay, be good dog." Yuan Yueling touched Zhou Song's head and pinched his neck again: "It's all over."

"Every winter and summer vacation, I am very sad because I can't see you anymore. Then I am the happiest when school starts. I just look at you from afar and feel filled with my heart... Then I see you changing into new clothes, cutting a new hairstyle, and being fat, thin and black..." Zhou Song himself didn't know what he was talking about.

Yuan Yueling took the guitar from Zhou Song.

The two people's legs were very close, and he could vaguely feel the heat coming through the air.

After Yuan Yueling finished tuning the sound, she posed a chord with her left hand and plucked the strings with her right hand. A string of beautiful notes flowed out from her fingertips.

"My dear brother, accompany me to visit this winter campus and tell me about that beautiful girl..."

Yuan Yueling heard her sing softly. The song was something she had never heard before. It was as gentle as a nightingale, as weeping and complaining. Zhou Song was so crazy.

"Oh my God, I have collected all your files. I really don't know that you can play guitar..." Zhou Song opened his mouth wide.

"Actually, I really can't play guitar." After the song was sung, Yuan Yueling put down the guitar.

After listening to her song, she felt very happy physically and mentally.

Yuan Yueling is the resident host of the school’s art performances, not because she likes to show off, but because she is really talented in the field of music and art.

With her outstanding appearance, but no talent can be exhibited, if she no longer undertakes the work she is in charge, she will definitely offend her teachers and classmates in the student union.

"And, I can't sing "Winter Campus", I've never even heard this song." Yuan Yueling said: "Dog, don't you understand?"

"I..." Zhou Song pondered: "It seems a bit...you let me think about it..."

"You scored 635 points in the CET-4 exam, and you didn't review or cheat, right?" Yuan Yueling said with a smile.

"Um……"

"When you were fighting with Du Pengfei in the carport, you used the Mogu wrestling technique I learned when I was a child. At that time, I only knew how to make empty gestures and it was impossible to actually fight."

Zhou Song was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

"And I have no problem with tone-incompleteness, and I can also play guitar. Dog... This curse may be a blessing. There are too many things to dig in here."

"It's true." Zhou Song stammered: "Whether it's physical memory or knowledge memory, it seems to be shared. I read an article in "The Emperor of Science Fiction", saying that the utilization rate of the human brain is actually very low, and genius is just higher than that of ordinary people. There is a science fiction movie called "Super Body", which talks about what happens after the heroine develops her brain potential..."

"And we have two brains." Yuan Yueling clenched her pink fist: "As long as we make good use of it, we can all be geniuses."

"Dual-core CPU system, good!" Zhou Song cheered.

Yuan Yueling became more and more excited the more she thought about it, and she became more pleasing to Zhou Song.

I used to think about eliminating this symbiotic state, but now I feel that it is not impossible to eliminate it later...

As an amateur unknown science fiction writer, Zhou Song's brain began to spin rapidly: "From tomorrow, we will change our learning strategy and divide our subjects."

"Yes." Yue Ling nodded.

"We will divide it into one point. I am responsible for the architectural structure, architectural design principles and architectural drawings." Zhou Song took out his mobile phone and adjusted the electronic course schedule.

"I claim foreign languages ​​in architecture, landscape gardens, and architectural mechanics." Yuan Yueling said: "Double learning efficiency, double happiness!"

"Not only that, there are many directions that can be developed..." Zhou Song felt that it would be too unimaginable to just stay on studying hard.

"Let's go, say as you go." Yue Ling stood up and said, "It's a little cold."

The two stood up, patted their butts on their own, walked up the river bank, and headed towards the bridge.

A girl in a Lo skirt sat on the bridge, her face unable to be seen clearly in the dusk. Seeing Zhou Song and the others walking over, she jumped off the guardrail and hurried towards the dormitory, leaving only a slender back.

"I'm still looking, I'm still looking. I'm looking straight? Do you want me to ask you for WeChat?" Yuan Yueling poked Zhou Song's waist and accidentally started to take action. Zhou Song hadn't done anything yet, but she said "ah".
Chapter completed!