ALOUETTE

, I started to go to some places I had longed for, and my life was peaceful and beautiful, without even a splash.But in the peaceful daily life, there will always be some small accidents.For example, my painting was plagiarized.

(nine)

The little girl who copied the painting was my direct junior sister and was brought up by the same tutor. I never thought that after so many years of graduation, the manuscripts of that year would still be copied.After all, after the painting was submitted as a final project, the instructor felt that the creativity was not good enough, so he rejected it, and the group of manuscripts that were eliminated did not know where to throw them.I don't know where she saw it, but the copy was almost exactly the same, so the color was changed.There is no comparison picture, and my current painting style and coloring habits are very different from those at that time. Based on my personal impression, it is impossible to determine that it is plagiarism. I can only consider myself unlucky.

As the saying goes, people who are unlucky will get stuck in their teeth if they drink cold water, which is true.He was forcibly asked to go to the amusement park, bought a package ticket and then let the pigeons go, and was accidentally checked off the earplugs while queuing.I felt that I had returned to the animal training institution when I was a child in an instant, and many voices merged into a roar, which directly opened a hole in my brain.

Between half-dream and half-awake, I heard a very strange sound. I can’t describe it with the common sounds I’ve heard. This strange sound crawled through the quilt and wrapped around my limbs. The soul was thrown up and down, and the feeling of weightlessness was like It was the pirate ship that I missed.When I woke up again, the boy next to me was humming, probably playing it on the spot, humming whatever I wanted.He was obviously very happy when he found that I was awake, and the tune he hummed suddenly turned to a discordant direction, and then he was choked by his own saliva, almost coughing out his lungs.

"You're finally awake. I'm planning to contact the hospital and call an ambulance for you."

I don't know what to say, my brain is still a bit overwhelmed, I have no impression of this person, and I don't know what he is talking about.Probably because my long silence made him a little uneasy, and the expression on his face was like a guinea pig that was suddenly grabbed by someone.I found out later that he suspected that I had fallen foolishly, and wondered whether I should run away, and whether I would be caught if I ran away.

"I...I'm...the one who accidentally knocked off your earphone just now. You seem to have fainted from heatstroke, so I brought you here. Would you like to try if the earphone is broken? If it breaks, I will compensate you .”

I propped myself up from the bed, said it was okay, and planned to leave.However, this guy, who was too enthusiastic and active for me, insisted that I try to see if the headphones still work, so I had to obey.

Then life used practical actions to show me what it means to be a big ups and downs in life. After wearing earplugs, the noisy sounds around me are still coming. I feel that I am now a bottle that is gradually being filled. The water collided with each other in my body, making the bottle wobble and finally stabilize as if it was nailed.

"It's really good, you don't have to worry about compensation."

(ten)

When I got home, Yuzi came over and meowed at me for something to eat. I poured the last bit of special cat food into the bowl, thinking that I would have to get new cat food for it when I went to the boss to change the earplugs tomorrow.

The moon was rare at night, and Yuzu decisively abandoned my pillow and jumped onto the windowsill, disguising herself as a large group of fluffy flowers among a pile of leaves.The plants at home have been growing silently for many years. I haven't listened to them carefully for a long time, and I actually feel a little noisy. I used to use them to help sleep. It's a bit ridiculous to think so.

The next afternoon, I pushed aside the canvas, which was just a meaningless swatch of color, and made a posthumous farewell pose on the floor next to the easel.It has been more than a month since the plagiarism incident, and I have not written for more than a month, and my state is extremely bad.It's useless, and it's not a big deal, but the inspiration is like a dry well, and it's hard to concentrate, and it's almost impossible to do basic exercises.Fortunately, I just handed in the list in my hand, so that I will not starve to death, otherwise it will be over. I don’t know how long I can use the money I saved before. Maybe I will reach out to my family after a while. Such a big Man, it's embarrassing.

The grapefruit was originally spread out on the cabinet as a piece of cat cake. Seeing me like this, suddenly it jumped into my belly like a cannonball. At that moment, my internal organs probably felt the same as the broken earplugs.

Then King Grapefruit meowed to encourage the warrior who was about to defeat the dragon to get back the cat food, and condescendingly licked the warrior's hand to put on a badge of status for him, and then watched the brave wear the The uppercase cat slave goes to the dragon's lair.

(eleven)

To my surprise, the boss seemed to know that I was coming, and what was even more surprising was that there was a young man with him who seemed to have a good relationship with him.In my impression, this boss named Mu Ran looks like an 18th-century oil painting except for the time when he talks about remuneration. When he counts the bargaining time, he is like an 18th-century old fox, and he talks very well with the uncle who walks the bird in the morning.So I didn't expect that I would have another chance to see him fighting with others, which was quite fun, and of course it would be more fun if he didn't drag me in.

The boss who succeeded in a one-on-one [-]v[-] showed the aura of a bully and drove the boy who slapped him with a gray face to practice piano, and then took me upstairs to wear earrings.The boy seemed very dissatisfied with the fact that we could drink coffee while he could only practice the piano.

"Why do I think you already knew I was coming, Yuzu told you?"

"Yuzi only told me that its cat food was out, and asked me to make a confession quickly. As for you, the little guy downstairs told me that he broke Mr. Robot's earphones."

I was lying on the railing so that he could apply medicine to my ears, but after hearing what he said, I suddenly remembered the flustered boy who barked his teeth and claws yesterday.

"It's him. I didn't pay attention to what he looked like yesterday. Why did you call me Mr. Robot? Is my reaction so dull?"

"Yesterday you suddenly fainted and frightened him. He thought you were a high-fidelity robot. He turned off your power at that moment, and he didn't dare to send you to the hospital. Well, this thing likes you very much. Take a look." ?”

I looked in the mirror and sighed that the boss had a conscience and didn't choose too bright a color for me.The dark red gems reflect light in the sun, and a silver chain is connected to the gothic ear clips on the pinnae, as if standard for the heroine in Mary Sue's campus novels.

"I thought there was only one earring, what's going on with this."

"I said it likes you, why don't you discuss with it that the other one should not be so fancy? Actually, I think it's pretty good-looking. Many of you who study art wear outrageous clothes, but you dress like an old professor every day."

"There's nothing wrong with being simple."

Maybe it really understood what I said. The one on the right ear is obviously much simpler. It just hooks from behind the ear like a snake to the pinna.The moment it stopped growing, the piano duet in my ears turned into a piano solo, and I was back in that ocean again.

(twelve)

"If you want to take it off, just tell it. It's the same creature as the one in the original earplug. It can live for a long time, and it will come off your ear before it dies, and you can replace it with a new one at that time."

I nodded absent-mindedly to show that I remembered it, and I felt a little restless, feeling that something was wrong.But the uninterrupted piano music downstairs made me unable to calm down and think, but the boss wanted to ask me questions at this time.

"What does that kid sound like?"

So I forced myself to calm down, and began to recall the voice I heard that day, and compared it with other voices in my mind, and came to the conclusion that there was no similar option.

"If you want to describe it, force it to be similar, even the special effects in the movie."

"It must be said, although I have never heard it." I can't use the voice of existence to describe it, I can only express it with the picture that this voice brings to me. "The sound feels very clean. It may be the humming of the gemstones when the wind blows through the mine. It sounds beautiful, like the flash of sunlight falling on the gemstone chips."

The boss put on an expression of understanding, found a video on his mobile phone, and handed it to me together with the earphones.Then stick your head out of the railing and yell at the boys downstairs

"Qingqing, please stop for a moment, we need to listen to something."

"Mu Ran, if you call me that again, I'll throw your coffee machine out." The boy shouted back not to be outdone.

The boss pressed the play button, and I first heard the introduction in English.This video is about NASA capturing the electromagnetic vibrations emitted by some stars in the universe, and then converting them into sounds that can be heard by the human ear.

After the video ended, I took off the earphones, and the boss told the boys in front of the piano to continue practicing.The boy is now practicing his own new repertoire. The boss next to me explained to me in a bragging tone that he wrote it for his homework. He even wrote the plot of the story himself. He came to his store every day to compose the song. Nest.

(thirteen)

I stared at the back of the man downstairs and couldn't speak, the coffee was astringent on my tongue.The afternoon sun bypassed the flower stand and fell on the keys, and the gleaming fish jumped between his fingers, bringing a string of musical notes to the water.

There is a universe in the heart of this person.

The sudden sense of inferiority was stitched into a huge black shadow by the melody of his fingertips, covering the sky and the sky and covering me behind me.I was terrified and wanted to run away, desperately trying to escape from the world of his notes, but I couldn't bear to leave before he finished playing.

(fourteen)

He looked tense, his back almost rigid.Driven by the black shadow behind me, I played with a little malice