Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 37 Little Red Wants to Sing

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In the evening, Xiaowei bought groceries on his way home, cleaned and washed them in the kitchen, and waited for Xiaohong to come home and cook.

Xiao Wei waited until after 7 p.m., when it was completely dark, but still hadn't seen Xiao Hong. He got a little anxious, locked the door, and went downstairs towards the School of Engineering.

As they turned past the gate of Nanhu Park, a white light swayed towards them. Xiao Wei recognized it as Xiao Hong's bicycle roof light and stood by the roadside waiting.

The bicycle was only a few hundred meters away when it arrived in the blink of an eye. There were streetlights here, and the bicycle's roof light shone brightly on them, so Xiaohong could see Xiaowei standing by the roadside from afar. She rode the bicycle directly to Xiaowei's side, got off, and said, "Are you in a hurry? I didn't memorize the home phone number; I'll copy it down in my notebook tomorrow."

Xiao Wei reached out and took the handlebars, asking, "Why are you so late today?"

Xiao Hong handed the car to Xiao Wei, smoothed her hair, and said, "We had a class meeting today. The school is having a welcome party for new students, and our class has to put on a performance. I signed up for a solo. Hehe, I'm a class leader, pretty cool, right?"

Xiao Wei slowly pedaled forward on the bicycle, while Xiao Hong skillfully jumped onto the back seat. The bicycle wobbled a few times, and Xiao Wei cried out several times, straining his feet and gripping the handlebars with both hands to keep from falling over, which made Xiao Hong giggle.

Xiao Wei said, "Behave yourself. What kind of cadre are you now?"

Xiao Hong put her arm around Xiao Wei's waist and said, "Vice class monitor, how was it? My entrance exam score was in the top five in the class. I always thought I didn't do well on the test."

Xiao Wei asked, "What does the vice squad leader do?"

Xiaohong thought for a moment and said, "They don't care about anything. Hehe, being an official in school doesn't make much difference, it just makes your file look better. When teachers have something to do, they just call on the class officers, which saves them a lot of trouble. University professors are different from high school professors; they don't care about anything, the class officers have to handle everything themselves."

Xiao Wei said "Oh," and then asked, "Will being a class monitor interfere with our studies? If it does, we won't do it. What's the point if it's useless?"

Xiao Hong punched Xiao Wei on the back and said, "You can do it if you want, or not if you don't? Do you own the school? Besides, it's not a big deal. It's just organizing some activities and holding class meetings. It's easy."

Xiao Wei laughed and said, "If you want to do it, then do it. I thought you didn't want to do it because of what you said."

Xiaohong asked, "How was class today?"

Xiao Wei shrank his neck. It was getting colder now, with a temperature difference of about ten degrees between day and night. This place was right by the lake, and the wind was chilly. Fortunately, there were many trees, so the wind wasn't strong.

He increased his speed with his feet and said, "It's alright. This teacher's lectures are quite interesting, and I can understand them. He's also very kind; he explains everything I ask."

Xiao Hong asked, "What did you talk about today?"

Xiao Wei said, "The teacher talked about the eight major cuisines, the regional differences in taste, and even some famous masters in the culinary world. He also told me about his apprenticeship, which was quite interesting."

Xiao Hong paused for a moment, then exclaimed, "Is that all you talk about for the whole day?"

Xiao Wei said, "They also talked about some vegetables, the original flavor of common vegetables, their clashes, how to pair them with other vegetables, and how to prepare them, etc. They explained it in great detail."

Just then, Xiao Wei's stomach rumbled loudly, and even Xiao Hong, who was sitting in the back, heard it. Xiao Hong said, "I'm sorry, Brother Gui, you're hungry. I'll come back earlier next time and call you first if anything comes up."

Xiao Wei smiled and said, "It's okay, you're busier than me. I'll be able to cook in a few days, and I'll make it for you then."

Xiao Hong laughed, put her arm around Xiao Wei's waist and said, "Silly boy, it's not that fast. You'll be doing well if you can avoid burning the food before the New Year."

Xiao Wei said, "Want to bet? In two months, I'll definitely do better than you. Want to bet?"

Xiao Hong said, "No betting. If I learn it sooner, we can eat something delicious. If I don't learn it, we'll just have to eat what I make. It's just the two of us eating, so what's the bet?"

Xiao Wei smiled and asked, "What song did you sign up for? I've never heard you sing before. You can sing? Do you go on stage, sing with a microphone, and have a band accompany you?"

Xiao Hong giggled and said, "It's just the school's welcome party. You think it's on TV? There's a band playing music. There's a stage and microphones, but you have to prepare your own accompaniment, record it on a cassette tape, and then bring it to play."

Xiao Wei paused for a moment, then asked, "How do you record that?"

Xiaohong said, "I need a tape recorder. The school has one, and I'll go ask tomorrow if I can borrow it. But I'll have to buy the tapes myself. My classmate said they sell them on Sanhao Street. If you're free tomorrow, could you go check for me?"

Xiao Wei nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go buy it tomorrow. What kind should I buy?"

Xiao Hong was also a little cold, so she snuggled up to Xiao Wei and said, "Just buy blank cassette tapes. When you get there, they'll know what to do. If only we had a tape recorder, I could practice at home. I wonder how well I can sing. I heard that singing with accompaniment is different from just randomly singing. You have to keep up. I don't know how to sing at all."

Xiao Wei asked, "Where can we practice that?"

Xiao Hong said, "My classmate said there are places that specialize in singing, and it costs five yuan per song. I just don't know if there are any around here. The place he mentioned is a bit far, over Shenhe. I doubt we could find it even if we went there."

Xiao Wei laughed and said, "Forget it, we don't even know anyone around here, let alone go that far. What if we don't make it back?"

Xiao Hong laughed and playfully punched Xiao Wei on the back.

When they got downstairs, Xiaohong jumped off her bicycle, Xiaowei locked the bike, picked up Xiaohong's schoolbag, and the two of them went upstairs together.

Xiao Wei said, "You haven't told me what song you signed up for yet. Let's see if I can sing it."

Xiao Hong was a little embarrassed. She pursed her lips, looked at Xiao Wei, and said somewhat awkwardly, "My Future Is Not a Dream, can you sing it?"

Xiao Wei thought for a moment and said, "That singer Zhang what? I don't know him very well, but I've heard him. He's played in a lot of places. He's the only one, and then there's Aaron Kwok. They play the same few songs everywhere they go. They're quite popular."

Xiao Hong cleared her throat and began to sing softly. Xiao Wei opened the door, and the two of them went inside. Xiao Wei hung Xiao Hong's schoolbag on the wall, and Xiao Hong went straight to the kitchen to cook, singing as she did so. Xiao Wei leaned against the kitchen door and listened.

After finishing the song, Xiao Hong's face turned red, and she turned to Xiao Wei to ask, "How was it?"

Xiao Wei scratched his head and said, "It sounds pretty good, but I can't tell if you're singing it right." Xiao Hong rolled her eyes at him.

After rinsing the rice and putting it in the pot, I turned on the switch and started chopping vegetables and meat while talking. Xiao Wei had already washed the vegetables and chopped the scallions and garlic, which saved me some trouble.

By the time the two of them finished eating and cleaned up, it was already past nine o'clock.

The two of them would usually be asleep by this time, so they stopped talking, washed up, and went back to their respective rooms to sleep.