As soon as Rong Yuheng turned off the mic, the whole class progressed as smoothly as running water.
The remaining students raised their voices one by one, and their strengths were uneven. After one round, the best singer is still Dan Qi.
Rong Yuheng noticed that a well-known hip-hop singer is also good, and his ability to write lyrics is very strong. His name is Bian Chen.
Maybe it was the mutual exclusion between the strong, he always felt that Bian Chen was faintly releasing hostility towards Dan Qi, and every two sentences he sang "yo yo" in the direction of Dan Qi.
Looks very smart.
Rong Yuheng's confidence was a little shattered.
Why didn't Bian Chen "yo yo" to himself, was he looking down on himself.
Is his hero song not glamorous enough, or the tango is not showy enough.
Jin Zhizhi was commenting on Bian Chen's performance in front of him, when Rong Yuheng's arm was suddenly patted lightly, and when he turned around, it turned out to be Shan Qi.
Shan Qi walked around behind him at some point, lowered his head and whispered, "Why are you unhappy?"
Rong Yuheng was suddenly seen through, and his heart was shocked, but his face remained calm, "I'm not unhappy."
Shan Qi glanced at his pouted mouth, "I haven't seen anyone happy with this expression."
"… "
Without waiting for Rong Yuheng to quibble, Shan Qi's eyes flashed with warmth and emotion, "Are you fighting for me?"
Rong Yuheng was so startled that his mouth shrank, and his little ears didn't seem to hear clearly, "... What??"
"When he provoked me, your eyes were so hot that I couldn't ignore it at all."
Rong Yuheng, "..."
No, I just want to join the ranks of your strong men.
As the meal time approached, the first day of classes ended here.
Rong Yuheng felt that he was going crazy with hunger. He was still a small sapling with red roots and no sunshine and nectar, how could he grow into a towering tree.
After the other students disbanded, they went to the cafeteria downstairs in twos and threes. Pu Zaixi flew over from the other side of the classroom, laughing wildly as he ran.
"Hahahahaha...I can finally laugh out loud! You are such a treasure boy!"
Rong Yuheng completely ignored him.
Pu Zaixi, this little idiot, said it as if he had never laughed. When Jin Zhiyao broke his power earlier, it was obviously his first laugh!
Pu Zaixi tossed around Rong Yuheng a few times like a butterfly, and then patted the latter's shoulder and flew away, "You still have extra lessons, I won't wait for you!"
Rong Yuheng waved his hands numbly, and walked quickly...
The classroom was instantly empty, leaving only him and Wen Zezhen.
Wen Zezhen leaned on the handlebar at the other end of the classroom and looked over with his arms round, "What are you still doing over there?"
Rong Yuheng hurriedly ran over.
When he stood still, Wen Zezhen said, "Let's sing."
Rong Yuheng took a deep breath, "Dahe..."
"Change one."
"… "
He pursed his lips and paused, and finally chose to surrender, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, I don't know many songs."
"You don't know much, and you still come to the draft?" After Wen Zezhen said a sentence, he felt that his tone was a little sharp, so he slowed down a little, "In the TV series you watched since you were a child, there was always a theme song or something. A song or two."
Rong Yuheng was embarrassed to tell Wen Zezhen that he actually grew up watching Fan. He can sing a couple of lines in One Punch Man's op.
Rong Yuheng racked his brains and thought about it, and finally came up with a movie song.
He cleared his throat tentatively, "I'm going to sing."
Wen Zezhen inexplicably heard the smell of "high-energy warning", and he gave a soft "um".
Under Wen Zezhen's vigilant gaze, Rong Yuheng slowly opened his mouth.
"Deducting the miracle of the ages
There are so many injustices~
I can't complain, I'm unwilling
Cry~uuuu~ Heaven..."
The voice of resentment flowed from the lips and teeth, like resentment, like crying, like complaining, lingering between the two of them, tangled in threads.
In particular, the "crying" was very long, with the trembling of the mountains, and it trembled into "woo woo woo..."
Rong Yuheng's eyes were full of grief, and he was very pretentious.
Wen Zezhen breathed into his chest, but he didn't spit it out for a long time—
It's actually "Dou E's injustice"!
Without waiting for him to stop, Rong Yuheng entered the climax, stretched his neck like a dying swan, and made a sound of eternal injustice.
"Strange injustice ~ Odd injustice~
Several generations of grievances are hard to let go
Qi injustice left history with regrets
Life...is like smoke..."
…
Outside the door of the music room, Qiao Tan put his hand on the doorknob and was silent for a long time before he dared to open the door.
He came to ask Wen Zezhen to eat, and before he entered the door, he heard a faint "Dou E's injustice" coming from the crack of the door, and it became a strange enchantment.
Qiao Tan outside the barrier stagnated for a moment, and finally turned to leave.
When Song Tang, who was waiting at the entrance of the corridor, saw Qiao Tan returning alone, he couldn't help but wonder, "Where's Mr. Wen?"
Qiao Tan didn't look back, "Let's eat it by ourselves, he seems to be doing something."
"… "
It has been half an hour since Rong Yuheng finished the make-up class.
I have to say that although Wen Zezhen seemed to be difficult to get along with, he was very attentive in his lectures and proposed many improvement plans for himself, such as taking a look at his brain and the like.
Rong Yuheng has benefited a lot and recorded it in the book.
"I'm back." He pushed open the dormitory door.
"How about it, Brother Chen's private tutoring!" Pu Zaixi got up from the bed excitedly.
"Mr. Wen is very responsible," Rong Yuheng thought for a while, but decided to correct Wen Zezhen's name, "He is not as difficult to get along with as we thought, and he is very patient when I don't understand."
He added, "gives me a lot of love." The mentally retarded eyes.
Pu Zaixi sighed, "Wow... I thought Brother Chen had a bad personality. I didn't dare to say unnecessary words when he taught us."
When Pu Zaixi said this, he suddenly showed admiration,
"During your audition, did you ask Brother Chen to raise his butt a little bit?"
"..." Rong Yuheng recalled and nodded silently.
Zou Yi just came out of the shower and was amazed when he heard this, "You know, I was stunned when I watched the live broadcast. Do you really dare to say, is it possible that it is possible to rely on the blessing of the Bodhisattva?"
"I'm just doing it for the performance effect." Rong Yuheng didn't feel anything before, but when he was told by his roommate, he couldn't help but feel a touch of remorse.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Wen would come to replace the class. I feel embarrassed to see his ass now."
The small dormitory fell silent for a moment.
Pu Zaixi simply felt that there were too many slots.
It's not a question of whether it's embarrassing to see your butt!
You don't care about Brother Chen's feelings at all, you only have yourself in your heart!
After a while, Zou Yi said, "Let's change the subject."
Rong Yuheng & Pu Zaixi, "... Second opinion."
However, before they could start a new topic, the dormitory door was pushed open. Zhou Shubai walked in with a bag in hand, walked straight to Rong Yuheng, and handed the bag over.
"My young master ordered it for you, Georgian cuisine."
Rong Yuheng was stunned, he really didn't expect Zhou Shubai to order food for him.
"Brother Shubai..."
Pu Zaixi said "Ah", "I just said that you were left to make up lessons, and Shubai said that you must not have eaten! Wow, Shubai, I have changed my opinion of you, you are quite considerate! "
Zhou Shubai was furious, "What does it mean that you have changed your mind about me, this young master is a good person!"
Rong Yuheng threw himself up in an instant and burst into tears. Two lines of hot tears rolled down my cheeks,
"Brother Shubai, you are really a living Bodhisattva! Wow wow wow wow..."
Zhou Shubai was taken aback by his sudden embrace and tears, and even stammered.
"Fuck, no, you... why are you crying... "
Zou Yi and Pu Zaixi were also stunned—
Although it is very touching, but not really shed tears!
And it was tears for a second, what kind of physiological structure is Rong Yuheng!
But Rong Yuheng is indeed a person who is particularly easily moved, especially now that he is alone and being cared for suddenly, he feels that his delicate nerves are touched at once.
He cried for a while, until the saliva in his mouth was drawn, and the light was reflected brightly, and then he closed his mouth.
Rong Yuheng raised his hand to wipe his eyes and took the pocket.
The dishes inside are still hot, and the packaging is very delicate. At a glance, you know that they are ordered from big restaurants.
Zhou Shubai was a little embarrassed, "You helped me with my luggage today, I just wanted to thank you. I've agreed to invite you to eat Georgian food. It's just over 400 yuan, and it's not expensive at all."
Three people, "..."
Well, the essence of this stupid show of wealth has not changed.
It was nine o'clock in the evening when Wen Zezhen returned home.
His father, Wen Zhongyun, was an opera master of the older generation. He still had a tape recorder in the living room when he ordered this, and babbled along to sing along.
When Wen Zezhen passed by, he heard two sentences. It turned out to be the drama "Dou E's Injustice".
Wen Zezhen's ears subconsciously rang out the faint singing voice of "odd grievances ~ strange grievances ~ several generations of grievances but it is difficult to let go", which matched this drama inexplicably.
He raised his hand and pressed the throbbing temple, secretly thinking that he might not be stunned.
The singing stopped abruptly, and Wen Zhongyun called out, "Zezhen, why did you come back so late?"
"Director Chen Li's audition, ask me for a few lessons in the past."
"Oh..." Wen Zhongyun replied slowly, and then added, "You keep a straight face all day, and the students don't like you, right?"
"..." Wen Zezhen.
"What, did I say it wrong? Could it be that there are other students who don't open their eyes that like to come close to you?"
A face appeared subconsciously in Wen Zezhen's mind, thinking that he couldn't open his eyes, this person is simply heartless.
"Huh? What are you laughing at?" Wen Zhongyun suddenly approached with novelty, and then said firmly, "You have a little secret!"
Wen Zezhen reacted and pressed the corner of his mouth, "I didn't laugh." After speaking, he turned and walked into the room.
Behind him, Wen Zhongyun called out, "The sky is gone", "It's a big deal!"
The bedroom door closed with a "click", isolating the continuous screams of a generation of old artists.
Wen Zezhen sighed wearily, changed his clothes and walked into the bathroom with his slippers on. By the time he got out of the bath and packed up, it was nearly twelve o'clock. He still had work tomorrow, and he almost had to go to bed.
The bedroom light was turned off with a snap, and the dark room quickly fell silent. After ten minutes, only even breathing could be heard.
…
Three in the morning.
It is all silence.
Wen Zezhen suddenly woke up from his dream, and when he reacted, he realized that he was awakened by his own laughter.
Not to mention how funny it was that he was woken up by his own laughter, it was incredible enough to just happen to him, Wen Zezhen.
After Wen Zezhen laughed dumbly for a long time, he felt a little fresh. He looked at the dark ceiling and recalled it carefully.
The last scene before waking up from the dream seems to be a person singing "hero song" and dancing tango with extreme footsteps.
The author has something to say: Wen Zezhen realized later: I was laughed at at that time.