Since she signed with The Sky, the strange feeling of having hair on her back when she went out to buy something has quickly disappeared.
Just because this feeling disappeared, she was convinced that everything stemmed from something evil in her heart.
After returning to the dormitory and turning on the warm air, Xie Yuqing felt dizzy again.
She took the medicine and was just about to go back to bed and lie down for a while, but her phone kept vibrating.
She took it out and saw that Wang Wei, who had not contacted her for several days, had sent her seven or eight videos in a row.
It ranges from a few seconds to more than ten seconds, and the camera is focused on...
Yu Qing?
As soon as she saw his face, Xie Yuqing felt her blood pressure soar.
She wanted to see what the guy was up to this time who deliberately didn't reply to messages and always liked to irritate people in her circle of friends.
With this in mind, Xie Yuqing clicked on the video hard.
"Ouch, it hurts."
She rubbed her sore index finger and lost her momentum.
At this time, a clear and cheerful voice slowly sounded in the video.
"The whiteness of the sun may well by yours
or the moon's gold,or else the crimson stain
on the hard sword-edge in the victory…”
(Your color may be as white as the sun, or as golden as the moon, or as orange and solid as the sword of victory...)
…
“You, you are music, rivers, firmaments, ces, and angels, endless rose, intimate, without limit, which the Lord will finally show to my dead eyes…”
(You are the music, the sky, the palace, the river, the angel that God displays in front of my blind eyes...)
It is very different from the prelude to "The Ginkgo Pact" that I heard before. Yu Qing's English pronunciation this time is a bit strangely heavy, and the pronunciation of some words is also strange. In short, it is: non-standard.
Xie Yuqing clicked her tongue in her heart, feeling that her previous belief that his English had improved was an illusion. He still had the same weird pronunciation as he did in high school.
She couldn't help but ask Wang Wei——
【What are you doing?】
Soon, Wang Wei replied to her.
[Wang Wei]: A punishment session ~ We wanted Brother Yu to sing, but he ended up reciting Borges’ poetry, which really didn’t give anyone any face!
Borges?
Forgive her for her ignorance and lack of understanding.
Xie Yuqing complained with resentment:
[The English pronunciation is not very standard, haha.]
Unexpectedly, Wang Wei replied to her:
[Wang Wei]: There is no way. People who have been raised in Spanish will have such problems when speaking English.
Spanish?
Xie Yuqing was surprised, but resisted the desire to ask.
Why does he know Spanish? It’s none of her business!
【Xie Yuqing:】Oh.
[Xie Yuqing:] You are quite free.
[Wang Wei]:...It’s not my place now.
[Wang Wei]: By the way, coach, when will your team start training?
[Xie Yuqing]: Is this a cliche?
[Wang Wei]: No!...But can I sit in when you train the team members? [Bad smile]
Xie Yuqing was so happy that she directly pressed the voice button and texted him "Go away".
However, Wang Wei reminded her.
She found the newly created WeChat group, sent a few notifications to the team members, and then lay down on the bed peacefully, ready to rest for a while.
Perhaps it was due to taking medicine, as soon as Xie Yuqing lay down, tiredness swept over her brain.
She drifted off to sleep, but her body was getting hot and cold, making her sleep uneasy.
In this state, she seemed to see that she had not drawn the curtains, and layers of golden sunset light fell into the room through the glass, forming a dreamlike halo in front of her eyes.
Through the hazy and flickering aperture like fish scales, the sunlight gradually faded, leaving a light-colored sky filled with dense sunlight.
On the sunny playground in spring, a circular stage was set up high.
The leader held a flag and walked in goose steps, breaking through the shadows.