Butterflies Fly Over Winter Chapter 13
byChapter 13 Sanskrit is vague
It was only at the end that Chu Yiqi noticed that Xi Ai’s shawl or skirt did not have any patterns on it, but paragraphs of Sanskrit, perhaps Buddhist scriptures, or other scriptures.
It’s unclear whether this is God’s mark or an inescapable bondage.
This discovery made Chu Yiqi’s heart tremble, and he was a little surprised by Xi Ai’s thoughts.
The vague Sanskrit words appear again, but they can no longer bring people a purely ethereal and pure feeling, but are more suppressed and have no outlet.
Xi Ai stood and bowed politely, waiting for the results and some comments.
Unsurprisingly, the first person to speak was Anila.
She said: “I still say that this style, whether it is lyrics or music style, cannot be said to be bad, but I still hope you can step out of your comfort zone, otherwise I can listen to your previous songs.”
“And, do you know the most important question on this stage?”
No one expected that Xi Ai’s teacher would evaluate her so ruthlessly.
Xi Ai seemed not too surprised and knew her weaknesses: “Dancing has no advantages.”
No big surprise, Xi Ai is in Group B.
When she stepped off the stage, she caught Zhou Yangxi’s gaze – a little tacit communication from the two people in Group B.
When Xi Ai sat down, Zhou Qingxi spoke to her quietly: “Guess how many ancient circles these thirty-six people can explode.”
Xi Ai smiled and her eyes stopped on Chu Yiqi for a while.
“I can’t tell, it’s like team building in the ancient style circle.”
Zhou Yangxi was obsessed with making Xi Ai and Chu Yiqi less stiff, so he turned his head, looked at Chu Yiqi’s dress, and said, “I hope you are too, right?”
Xi Ai looked at Chu Yiqi and heard her say: “Yeah, but it’s a little different from Xi Ai.”
For example, there is a scene in the middle of Chu Yiqi.
This is more like an official saying. It would be really weird if the styles were really the same.
But to be fair, Chu Yiqi likes Xi Ai’s style of music very much, and it is undeniable that Xi Ai’s singing skills are very good.
As if to make up for some shortcomings in dancing, Xi Ai added some verses to the song that test her singing skills at the right time.
Chu Yiqi’s performance was the last few. After she stood up, she looked at Xi Ai intentionally or unintentionally, and the latter looked back naturally.
The brief exchange of glances seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding – treating the other party as an opponent and a powerful enemy.
When he actually arrived on stage, Chu Yiqi was still a little nervous. Even the first few questions and answers during the warm-up were very serious and restrained.
The sound of music sounded, the sound of bamboo flutes, gradually adding some melodious guqin.
“I miss you every inch of the corridor, and I lean against the falling moon.”
From this line together, it sets the tone of the whole song.
She did not choose to write the lyrics from the perspective of the poet, Rong Ruo.Instead, he tried to use the woman’s perspective to describe the deep and sad love.
“The yellow leaves close the windows, and the books spread the fragrance of tea.”
Maybe what Chu Yiqi said was not accurate.
The difference between Xi Ai and her is actually not that big, at least on this stage. The main difference between them is that Chu Yiqi’s choreography is more expressive than Xi Ai’s.
“Love is locked deep in the painting hall, and dreams are hard to warm as spring passes and autumn comes.”
The music gets faster and deeper, and then fades away after a chime.Chu Yiqi’s drama appeared at this time: “The light behind the moon and the shadow of the flowers are already ten years of traces and ten years of heart.”
Just like the beginning, I chose the same poem by Ron Ruo, which seemed to be a kind of echo, completing the closed loop.
At this point, it is actually unclear whether it is singing about a period in the past or about the unforgettable love in ancient times.
Maybe it was a bit surprising. Even if Xi Ai didn’t like Chu Yiqi’s character, she still felt that Chu Yiqi could definitely go to Group A.
However, in the end, Chu Yiqi was still in Group B.
“Actually, I personally like this stage very much, but maybe…”
But Chu Yiqi had no objection to the teacher’s evaluation. He just listened carefully and nodded.
“Thank you, teacher.”
The light is blurry and hazy, like the afternoon sun shining through the gauze and falling in front of the eyes.
Xi Yuan seemed to hear her name. She opened her eyes, answered the call and stood up. However, her feet suddenly became numb, so she had to slowly walk to the door.When he went out, he saw Meng Yike and Chu Yiqi again.
Chu Yiqi’s eyes passed over Xi Yuan’s arms and finally looked at his feet.
“Thank you.”
Xi Yuan didn’t say who was thanking her, so Chu Yiqi paused for a moment but didn’t dare to stop.Meng Yike didn’t respond, but after Xi Yuan turned around, he looked at Chu Yiqi for a while, then picked up his phone and sent an edited message to a group of four people.
“I’m going to get a charger, you two go down first.”
“Okay.”
At the same time, several people in the living room downstairs saw the news about Meng Yike.
“The target is coming soon, get ready, Erlianzuo.”
“Have your pads hidden, the target has no choice.”
“1k Take your time, don’t rush.”
So Xi Yuan and Chu Yiqi stared at the only two seats when they arrived downstairs, and neither of them sat down first.The two held hands and waited to see each other’s reaction.
This position suddenly looked like a discussion several years ago.Perhaps it was because they had been entangled for so long that even thinking about that dispute now seems like an undercurrent.
*
The day after the first grouping, a group of people got up early to watch the topic selection. Xi Ai and Chu Yi hoped not to sit on the ground. They were far apart, just holding hands and looking at each other. It was indescribably strange.
After a while, several people felt cold when they saw the title.
——The introduction has three rows, and it can be boiled down to this: Is it better to be the golden mean and not fight; or is it better to pursue and fight and be an ambitious person?
One is “the way of heaven, be good at winning without fighting”, and moderation leads to peace; the other is “happy to fight and go to banquets”, “please fire at me”, unwilling to be mediocre.
The ten people looked at each other, and Xi Ai slowly mended the knife: “What is the difference between this and a high school composition?”
Zhou Qingxi also stared at the screen, but his mouth was faster than his brain and eyes: “Maybe, at that time, I could write both, and it would be difficult to get a high score if I didn’t write like this.”
Xi Ai: “…”
After a brief silence, Chu Yiqi offered his opinion, but his tone was as low as ever, like a tentative question: “I think mediocrity can be chosen as the intention.”
Xi Ai didn’t say anything, she just complained a few words in her heart: You are not a moderate person yourself, right?No matter what you choose.
“Natural selection, no fighting, why should I have it?” Xi Ai said coldly, looking directly at Chu Yiqi, her whole person was like an unabashed careerist.
——Introduce yourself from the beginning.
Chu Yiqi did not fall behind, and spoke up: “As long as you don’t fight, no one in the world can fight with it. The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind. The fight is too much, and I am making wedding clothes for others. In this case, why should I not choose to let nature take its course, at least to benefit myself. What can’t be obtained is fate.”
The two roommates didn’t understand why they were suddenly arguing with each other, but the others didn’t say anything, so they just sat together, listened, and considered their ideas.
Xi Ai was silent for a moment and said: “If you can’t fight, it’s at least better than being trapped in a prison, keeping your head down but blaming the people who are willing to fight, or the people who are within reach of such things from the beginning.”
Meng Yike seemed to have an undisputed temperament, but he also stood by Xi Ai: “Yes, many things are unfair from the beginning, just like a person can’t choose his origin and background, and can’t influence other people’s opinions, so should we just forget it and just let nature take its course and settle for the status quo?”
Chu Yiqi didn’t say anything anymore, but he was already shaken.
Yes, in fact, she didn’t like Xi Ai from the beginning. Part of the reason was that Xi Ai was different from the people she had been exposed to since childhood.Xi Ai stands in a superior position, and naturally has something that most people will never get in their lifetime – if this is caused by Chu Yiqi’s inherent concepts, then the contradiction in personality is irreconcilable objectivity.
——But Xi Ai’s ideas and behavior are completely opposite to hers.Just like winter and midsummer, quietness and stability and publicity and enthusiasm are mutually exclusive.
But now it seems that maybe this is another way of living, a line that she didn’t dare to touch when she was trapped in prison in the past, maybe… it’s not a bad idea.
In fact, having said this, everyone knows that there is never a right or wrong choice in this topic, it is just the different choices made by people with two different values when facing the world.
The starting points are different, let alone right or wrong.
“Why don’t you vote?”
The result of the vote was that Chu Yiqi and Chu Yiqi unanimously approved the “fight”.
*
As for this moment, they remained silent. The restlessness that had been suppressed in their hearts for many years now turned into the lingering desire to speak in the air.
Fortunately, Su Luojian finally spoke out to break the delicate balance between the two people: “Okay, sit down quickly.”
Xi Ai sat down happily, and Meng Yike finally arrived late.
Su Luojian asked: “Okay, kids, what do you want to choose this time?”
Chu Yiqi followed a pen from Yu Nianxi and listed the titles of albums from previous years.
Their debut song in the first year was “Her Time”, and the following album also chose the theme of women’s situation and struggle.
In the second year, we followed Tuanzong’s travel program to select local culture topics.
Then there’s the retro-style “View from the Industrial Wasteland.”
Then came “The Fall of Icarus,” which was recorded in Chu’s absence last year.
Xi Ai heard a clear “tap-tat” sound coming from the side. She lowered her eyes and found that it was Chu Yiqi who was unconsciously tapping the penholder with his fingers.
That was a small gesture that Chu Yiqi liked to make when he was thinking.
“Well…is this the last year?”
As soon as Chu Yiqi finished speaking, several people looked at each other in confusion. Nie Chuiying immediately stopped writing: “It’s so strange. Why do you feel like you were stabbed?”
Su Luojian nodded calmly. For a moment, everyone felt a little heavy.
Xi Ai was the first to pull away from her emotions and knocked on the table with her fingers: “Hey, hey, according to the contract, there are still nine months before it ends!”
At this time, he pulled a few people back a little. Shi Yunshan blinked and suddenly said: “Then let’s have a memory kill!”
“How abominable!”
“What’s wrong with you!”
“That’s right. It’s not like we won’t contact you anymore. It’s just a summary of five years.”
“To be honest, it feels like it goes by so fast.”
Seeing that the atmosphere was about to go astray, Chu Yiqi once again extended a helping hand: “Okay, it still takes so long. Let’s talk about our ideas first?”
“Okay.”
Nie Chuiying stopped leaning against Shi Yunshan, sat up straight, and turned a page of the notebook: “Work!”
Xi Ai turned her pen, then raised her head and met Shi Yunshan’s gaze. Xi Ai raised her eyebrows slightly, then held the pen between her two fingers and spread her hand slightly.
“…”
Meng Yike said: “Let’s follow the old rules. Each person writes a song and then blindly selects the lyrics.”
“Okay, okay.”
Nie Chuiying “So, For 8’s farewell song——”
Su Luojian finally interrupted them with a smile: “Hey, don’t panic, you really don’t plan to write any more songs when the day comes?”
“That’s true.”
After a moment of weird silence, Xi Ai finally spoke up: “So, the first scene of For 8 Four Years’ Memoirs, action!”
“I got my January entertainment experience card.”
“Use it and cherish it. This is from Queen Xi.”
Xi Ai turned her pen, glared at Yu Nianxi, and said, “Don’t hurt me. Besides, I’m going to write High E.”
“Okay, I’ll shut up and you let us go.” Yu Nianxi immediately gave up and covered her mouth.
Chu Yiqi laughed unconsciously as he listened.
She did sing a piece written by Xi Ai once, as a high note practice in a class in the past two years.
I don’t know what Xi Ai thinks. After writing High E, she also likes to write some difficult-to-sing transitions.
“Thank you Xixi for letting everyone go.” Chu Yiqi joked along with a smile.