God has been so kind to me. At the end of September, with the New Year Party celebrating the birthday of the motherland, my level was raised more than one level.

I never wanted to be in the limelight and participate in any performances, so I signed up by accident.

Just because the counselor knocked on the desk that day and said very clearly: "Luo Weiwei, you are responsible for the registration for this evening show." She lowered her head and wrote my name on the registration form, her handwriting was as neat and neat as a junior high school student.

"Meng Yanhui," she raised her head and said with a smile, "the name is very nice. Is it Meng Jiao's 'Whoever speaks from the heart of grass will be rewarded with three springs of light'?" No one has ever done this interpretation of my name in my life.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I said, "Young lady, I admire you for your good eyesight." She smiled again.

I then reported the song, "Wake me up when September ends." She immediately raised her head and looked at me intently, then smiled and said, "I also like this song very much." After signing up once, the beauty smiled three times, and it was worth it.

At the first freshman meeting in the department, when I could distinguish the girl who was standing on tiptoes smelling the sweet-osmanthus flowers that day from the crowd of black heads, I knew that God was really treating me well.

Luo Weiwei, majoring in software engineering.

The three words "Luo Weiwei" are simple and easy to remember, and the ending sounds feel like rising joy when you read it.

Throughout September, I practiced guitar hard in my free time after class, playing songs in the dormitory over and over again, forcing Dadong to be my audience, correcting wrong notes and rhythm.

At the end of the practice, Dadong complained with a grimace: "Mr. Meng, whenever I hear this song in my life, your voice, appearance and smile will definitely appear in my mind." I didn't have time to be mean with him, so I plucked the strings.

I watched him sing with great emotion: "Summer has come and passed, the innocent can never last..." He screamed and ran away, covering his ears.

The school attaches great importance to the welcome party, screening the program twice, rehearsing once before the end of the year, and maybe even deleting the program.

I am the person Luo Weiwei reported to. I can’t afford to lose my face, so I can only practice hard.

On the day of the official performance, I held my guitar and sat on a chair with a microphone next to me.

Play with care and sing with emotion.

During the interlude, Luo Weiwei came up holding a bouquet of flowers.

She smiled and handed over the flowers.

Her smile was different, her eyes were narrowed into slits, cunning like a feline, and the corners of her eyes were curved into natural arcs, lightly outlining the outline of her smile, which had a unique charm.

That’s how I smiled when I smelled the sweet-scented osmanthus that day. I also smiled like that when I wrote my name and recorded the title of the song.

I stood up unexpectedly and hugged her, with the bouquet and guitar in between.

She obviously had a tendency to break away due to physical conditioning, but she quickly calmed down.

By the time I realized what I had done, my mind went blank for a few seconds.

"Sorry." I quickly let go of her and took the flowers.

She replied calmly: "It's okay." When she turned around and walked off the stage, the audience was already in an uproar.

Later, when I learned that my program was delayed, the school leaders had already left the show, and the teachers accompanied me to see me off, so that it did not cause greater consequences.

But under the gaze of all the students in the school, it was impossible to escape.

The Indestructible Castle I am naturally thick-skinned, but I could not withstand the attention of the whole school following me for several days after the party.

Everywhere I go, I feel like I'm under a spotlight. I'm surrounded by a circle of curious eyes mixed with chatter, which is really miserable.

I made a prompt decision and stayed in the dormitory all day except for classes, ordering Dadong servants to bring food and food, and reporting on the enemy's situation.

The most important piece of information Dadong brought back was that Miss Luo Weiwei's schedule remained unchanged, and her face looked as usual as she walked past the rows of eyes. In his words, Luo Weiwei was simply an indestructible castle.

I smiled bitterly, it's not that I couldn't see it.

Only a month into school, Luo Weiwei has already been named the flower of the grade, but no one dares to take action.

It's not that I'm afraid of hurting the brotherhood, but I'm afraid of losing completely.

Luo Weiwei sat in the front row of class, listened carefully and took notes.

Occasionally I walk with the girls in my dormitory, but most of the time I walk alone.

He is polite and considerate. He will say hello with a smile when he meets someone on the street, but he never takes the initiative to talk to boys.

He is polite and courteous, but there is a natural distance between him and others.

She doesn't have thorns, she just has roots and buds. She is not a human flower.

I texted her to say sorry, and her response was very simple, just like the one on the stage that day - "It's okay." It's okay, it's okay, but it's not a good thing for me. I would rather have nothing to do.

A feat was exchanged for two simple words. The distance between them changed from less than twenty centimeters between the guitar and the bouquet, to a distance of six meters between the front and back of the classroom.

The road ahead is difficult. Although the scandal between Luo Weiwei and I has faded away, whenever something happens, the whole department will never stop making noises.

The sports meeting was held in mid-October. She was leading the team in front of the computer department square holding a department sign, and I was holding a flag beside her. The two of them stood alone at the front of the big team and walked. I was angry and funny.