[Original story + band + pure love + ensemble cast + youth, with a slice-of-life light-novel feel]
If only I could finish writing this book.
Back when Yu Yin was very young,
The noisy cicadas at the end of summer mingled with the pressure of reality, leaving the girl struggling to breathe. It was the first time she had defied her parents and run away from home.
She had always dutifully followed the adults’ instructions, working hard to make herself better and better. But would it ever end?
“You won’t look pretty if you cry. How about I sing you a song?”
In the corner, the innocent Ye Chuyang held his guitar and sang to her in his young, untrained voice as she poured her heart out.
“You idiot, you got one of the lyrics wrong.”
That chance encounter at dusk stayed with Yu Yin. In high school, she worked up who knows how much courage to arrange another meeting with Ye Chuyang. But it seemed he didn’t recognize her. Oh well. She would let herself start a new story with him.
The boy who shone in Yu Yin’s eyes grew up exactly as he pleased. But he didn’t follow the path laid out for him. In his final year of high school, he chose to fight tooth and nail for his dream.
….
Years later, when they met again, Yu Yin was as sweet as she had been at their first meeting. Clinging close to Ye Chuyang, she asked, “What about you, big star? Are you in love with your top-of-the-class homeroom monitor from high school, or the beautiful school belle?”
Ye Chuyang naturally pulled her into his arms and said with utmost tenderness, “It’s the tsundere…”
I admire the author very much [sending my heart] When I was in high school, I always thought about writing novels when I had more time, but every time I picked up my phone, the time I was pressed for by urgency gave me no chance to write. Sometimes some great inspiration flashes through my mind, but when I pick up my phone and want to write an article, I look at it for a long time and don't know how to start. In the end, the story became a regret in my heart. In the end, looking back at my entire high school, I never found a moment when I implemented my ideas other than studying. In the most youthful years, I didn't feel much of the flavor of youth. Almost all of my literature and writing were devoted to exam-oriented articles. Among those articles that could achieve "excellence", not many of them were created for the sake of creation. After being coerced by the theory of success, the compositions were only cold and unspeakably utilitarian. Even if I got scores, they were just numbers. Even if I won a provincial award, I didn't feel happy. Everything is done out of necessity. I have written more articles for my classmates than for myself. Looking at the photos posted by the author in the novel, I always feel inexplicably moved. There are still people at this age who would do things that I didn't dare to do at first. Being able to vent my youth and literary passion in it, just writing about daily life, is already very beautiful. At that time, I didn't even dare to take the first step... Finally, I also encourage the author to face learning seriously first. No matter how many problems, doubts, helplessness, or sadness you encounter in reality, there will be people who will encourage you online. Thank you stranger. [OK]
What's going on? Why is Yangyang's book gone? I don't see what's wrong with it?
The king of kings, I would like to call this the king of images 😢 😢 😢 The characters are full of tension and youthful. But it's obviously not finished yet, right? The author continued writing after the college entrance examination. I happened to continue reading [AM][AM][AM] after I finished the college entrance examination.