Chapter 160 Hei Changzhi and Tomboy

That night, after the evening self-study.

Bao Weiwei printed out this song, gave a copy to each student.

“Students, this is a song adapted by Anting. We will perform it at the New Year’s Day party. From now on, we will practice it every afternoon and evening after self-study, so as not to affect our studies.”
< br />While the students had no objections, they had to look at Anting with admiration. They did not expect that this guy was so versatile and could also arrange songs.

This guy seems to be omnipotent.

To this day, students have a very three-dimensional impression of Anting - from a township in Beicheng District, a single-parent family, average family background, hard-working and study-study, passionate about learning, excellent in sports, good at music, good personality It's bold, but has a little central air conditioning.

Gao Fei watched the excitement without taking it too seriously, and shouted: "No... you can't just hand out a piece of paper like this. Do you think I can read the music score, right?"
< br /> As soon as these words came out.

All the smart people nodded their heads - Do I look like I can read the music sheet?

The most direct method is live demonstration.

Definitely let the person who adapted it do it himself.

Bao Weiwei gave Anting a look and patted the podium, "The art of psychic, summon bad boy!"

"What the hell is the art of psychic! ?”

In desperation, Anting, as if he had been prepared, put on his guitar, walked to the podium, picked up the microphone on the podium, and held a small concert.

Either don’t play, or if you want to play, just have fun.

Every one of the students was very impressive and applauded wildly.

Bao Weiwei was not idle, she recorded it on her mobile phone, which will be used for future practice.

Anting plays and sings very well. Although he has not reached the professional level, he is still at the level of Mai Ba in the K room.

Many students from the next class who passed by stopped and admired it with interest for a while.

If Director Luo of Star Entertainment Company knew about this, he would probably be so angry that this guy would not even shoot a MV, but he was willing to hold a concert in his class for free.

Hmm...

Later, when A’s fans investigate, they will be surprised to find that this should be A’s first concert.

…

While the program for the New Year’s Day party of Grade 11 was being decided, a surprising news cameIt is spreading wildly on campus.

Song Ci from Grade 1, Grade 1, joined the school dance team at the invitation of Qiao Liang from Grade 1, Grade B, and will also participate in the dance performance at the New Year's Day party.

At the autumn school sports meeting, Song Ci and Qiao Liang competed on the same stage in the high school girls' 200 meters, which was already very popular.

Now the style has changed, the two have turned enemies into friends and actually cooperated.

The two most popular beautiful girls in the first grade of high school will star in a project together. Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it.

In fact.

If we have to talk about personal popularity, for the time being, Song Ci > Qiao Liang.

Song Ci not only ranked first in grade in the mid-term exam, but also defeated Qiao Liang in the women's 200 meters at the school sports meeting.

Anting was still a little surprised - that night, although Song Ci said that he would consider joining the dance team, he did not expect that he would actually agree.

The young man once again discovered a misunderstanding belatedly - he had preconceptions that Song Ci was a very difficult person, and that guy might not be that difficult to coax.

　Nine o'clock in the morning.

After the running exercise was over, Anting and Song Ci, wearing winter school uniforms, walked back to the classroom together under the scorching sun and asked about this matter.

"Song Ci, have you really joined the dance club?"

Song Ci remained expressionless, nodded, pretending to be calm and said: "Well, don't get me wrong. Okay, it has nothing to do with what you said last time. I don’t want you to see me dancing in a skirt. I just reflect on myself. I have indeed neglected the balance between work and rest. I want to participate in recreational activities and relax.”

"Yes, yes, Miss Song Ci will do whatever she says."

"Don't call me Miss."

An Ting asked again: "When will it start? Rehearsal?"

"Well, the time is tight, so we should start today. We will gather in the dance studio on the fourth floor of the Art Building at 5:10 pm every day."

　It’s quite a rush in terms of time, but it’s enough.

It is now early December, and there are still about three weeks before the New Year's Day party. The dance lasts for about 10 minutes. As long as you train well, the performance will not be bad.

"Then I won't cheer for you, just have fun."

Hearing this, Song Ci turned her face and looked at the young man with a strange look. "Weird boys always play out of the box, normal people will cheer me on and let me win prizes or something..."

"It doesn't matter, it's okay if I don't win a prize..."

　“Anting, you and I really have different ideas. I like to win, I like to be in the front..."

An Ting and Song Ci are very different in some ideas. The former hopes that everyone can open up. Happy heart, and the first important thing of the latter is to win.

"Actually... Song Ci doesn't need to be so perfect. You are so perfect, so what use do I have? "

Hearing the boy's words, the girl with a high ponytail was slightly startled.

People are social animals. A person will eventually encounter something that cannot be solved, so he needs to The company and help of relatives, friends and lovers.

You are so perfect, so what use do I have?

After a brief hesitation, Song Ci quietly quickened his pace, faster than a teenager A few steps.

Just when Anting thought that the other party did not understand her words, the girl walked halfway, suddenly looked back, smiled sweetly, and said: "But...while winning, I will try my best to have fun. Happy, you are allowed to look forward to what I look like in a skirt. ”

The sudden smile was like the warm spring wind in March, mixed with the fragrance of redbud, passing through the hall.

Anting was stunned.

As time went by, this girl became lively.

…

It was five o’clock in the afternoon.

Qiao Liang was on time Appeared at the door of Class 1, Grade 1, wearing a red hooded sweatshirt, dark blue school uniform trousers, basketball shoes, cat head and cat head, leaning out his upper body at the front door of the classroom.

Attracted all of a sudden Many people looked at her.

She seems to have grown a centimeter taller.

With a height of 172cm, she is destined to stand out from the crowd, and she likes contrasting red and blue outfits. , very eye-catching.

"Song Cici, there is a super invincible and ultimate beautiful girl. "Qiao Liang made trumpet-like shapes with his hands and put them next to his mouth. The sound was neither loud nor quiet, but enough for the whole classroom to hear.

It made the Grade 11 class noisy.

Qiao Liang has a strong impression of Song Ci.

Song Ci has not gotten used to Qiao Liang’s personal style. Although she is a little uncomfortable, she still goes out obediently, “Well, Qiao Liang, please wait for me. . ”

The temperature difference between day and night has been huge recently, and there is still a temperature difference between indoors and outdoors.

Before going out, Song Ci, who was originally wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt + woolen vest, changed into school uniform Jacket.

At that moment, when Song Ci, who wore a high ponytail and air bangs, and Qiao Liang, a tomboy with short hair and silly hair, stood at the door of the classroom of Grade 11, Wang Zihong and other boys couldn't help but cover their heads. Eyes.

One is a perfect girl, and the other is a sinister little devil.

It’s so dazzling.

The rag sucks!

Does this beauty really exist in the real world?

When leaving, I passed by the back door of the classroom. Anting was right here. His seat was toward the back.

When Qiao Liang saw Anting who was lowering his head to do his homework, he became playful and shouted, "Brother Ting, we are rehearsing in the dance room on the fourth floor of the Art Building. You are specially allowed to bring Come to express condolences with supplies~"

" As soon as these words came out.

All the boys in the class were staring at Anting with murderous eyes.

Even if Song Ci is your girlfriend, why is Qiao Liang so close to you? !

　He is simply the public enemy of boys.

An Ting suddenly had a black line on his forehead. I just wanted to study hard.

This is not an irony, he really wants to study. In early December, the New Year's Day party is very close, and the final exam is not far away.

That day study thing!

However, the young man still saw through Qiao Liang’s intention. This girl was deliberately trying to attract hatred for herself. She held her chin with one hand and replied: "I don’t want to..."

Don’t bring supplies to express condolences to the girls in your dance club.

Unexpectedly.

The moment Anting finished speaking, the murderous eyes of the boys in the class became even more fierce, almost cutting the young man into pieces.

An Ting realized something and held his forehead, feeling even more helpless.

Hmm... I fell into the trap. This "I don't want it" is the most hateful thing.

You refused the opportunity we dreamed of so decisively.

Qiao Liang deserves to be an extraordinary master. His rank is too high. He just casually said that he would give the proposition. There are pitfalls before and after. If you agree, you will die. If you don't agree, you will die.

　“Hey…”