Chapter 893: Singing Contest
After that incident, the relationship between the two began to undergo some subtle changes.
Guan Lin occasionally began to pay attention to Jian Zhiheng, although when he was noticed, he would always immediately look away and walk out of the crowd alone.
They don't talk and laugh together, but sometimes in group experiments, when the mentor arranges the two into a group, Guan Lime is no longer so repulsive.
There is a man who wants to break into his world. Out of a self-preservation mentality, he wore layers of armor. And that person didn't forcibly break his barrier, he just stood not far away, keeping a comfortable distance for both parties, silently guarding himself.
Guan Lin didn't know what to do with the relationship between the two. He didn't want anyone to be near him, but he enjoyed a friendship he had never experienced before. In the end, he had no choice but to go with the flow.
If he wants to be close to himself, then let him be. Even if he didn't drive him away, he would leave one day. Anyway, as long as you don't give your feelings, no one can hurt you.
Such a relationship that is not close or far away has lasted for a while.
This day's activity class.
Although Jian Zhiheng is an athlete, let him run and play a ball, he can easily get a full score, but his nerves are a little big, for those gymnastics that are not difficult, but they are a test of meticulous gymnastics, it is the biggest problem for him.
In this quiz, Jian Zhiheng failed again. He wandered alone in the open field, repeatedly practicing the boxing techniques in gymnastics, while sighing with a sad face: "Alas, where did I fight non-standard just now......
Guan Lin saw it in his eyes, and almost picked out Jian Zhiheng's fault at a glance. In return for rescuing himself from the piano room last time, he wanted to go over and point out a few words, but the long-term depression finally made him unable to take this step.
In the open space now, there are many students waiting in line for the test, and those who have not yet had their turn will practice on their own. Guan Lin looked at them, and suddenly had an idea, and beside Jian Zhiheng, he also started his pace and fought one by one.
Sure enough, Jian Zhiheng quickly noticed it, and temporarily stopped his movements and looked at it seriously.
Guan Lin's current boxing style happens to be the part that he was pointed out as "problematic" by his mentor. Jian Zhiheng looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly had an epiphany: "It turns out that this action is like this!"
"Tutor, I'm here for the assessment again!" After figuring out the root of the problem, Jian Zhiheng happily rushed into the test team.
This time, he successfully passed the assessment and celebrated with a few brothers after high-five. Guan Lin watched from a distance, and there was a faint relief in his eyes.
That was the first time he threw an olive branch to the other party.
originally thought that Jian Zhiheng, a simple-minded fool, couldn't see that he was deliberately helping him. Unexpectedly, after that activity class, he began to appear around him all day long, doing experiments and asking to be in a group with him, talking to himself when he was running, and going back to the dormitory with him after school, just like a pair
"Consider himself a true friend".
Guan Lin finally couldn't bear it anymore, this day when the two were cleaning the classroom together, he carried a bucket to wash the mop, Jian Zhiheng chased after him again, Guan Lin simply stood still, and said loudly at him:
"Why do you want to follow me all the time, I'm a broom star, aren't you afraid of being killed by me?"
He can see that Jian Zhiheng's family environment is very good, and at the same time, he is also a boy who has been well protected by his parents since he was a child, so he can develop that kind of character of "not knowing the taste of sorrow". Why, then, did he come to stain the clouds above his head, or to touch the darkness around him?
"What do you say," however, Jian Zhiheng still smiled heartily, "What about you, at most, an ordinary broom, and I am the most shining broom—ah—star!"
As he spoke, he deliberately carried the broom on his shoulder, one end of the broom just facing the star sticker on the window of the next class. He stroked his hair contrivedly, then spread his palms and pointed to the star at the end, snapped his fingers, and grinned at him.
Guan Lin was also amused by his exaggerated appearance for a while, but when he realized that he had broken his skills, his face suddenly turned a little colder out of thin air. His lips tightened back into a line, and he quickened his pace with the mop.
Jian Zhiheng caught up again and put one hand on his shoulder: "To be serious, if you really think that you are a bad luck star, don't you still have my lucky star?" I will definitely neutralize all your bad luck!"
In their own world, will there be lucky stars?
Guan Lime didn't know.
But gradually, perhaps moved, or completely helpless, Guan Lin also began to acquiesce to Jian Zhiheng following him.
As long as he doesn't get into any trouble for himself, it might be good for the High Department to have such a friend.
……
But, the trouble really gets over quickly.
At noon that day, Guan Lin walked into the classroom angrily and slapped a notice on Jian Zhiheng's desk.
"Here's what you do. ”
There was no doubt in his words, but an affirmation. He was very sure that there was no second person in the class who would do such a thing.
It was a receipt for a singing contest. It said that the first batch of registrations has been approved, and all students who want to participate in the competition are requested to sign their names here for confirmation, and hand over the receipt to the class leader before the end of this month.
Guan Linden has known about the singing contest for a long time. This competition starts in the Elementary School and is held once a semester. Participants can choose their own repertoire. On the day of the competition, the college will also temporarily suspend classes and organize all staff to watch in the auditorium. Then the judges and mentors scored, plus the votes of the students in the audience, the two scores accounted for half of the proportion, and the final top three were selected.
Students who get the ranking can get awards and bonuses. The amount of prize money may be insignificant for these noble children, but such a competition is definitely a great opportunity to show off.
Both men and women, after getting the ranking, they will almost become college celebrities for a period of time, and they will have a large number of suitors. Therefore, whether it is a boy who is committed to flirting with girls, or a girl who wants to show off in front of handsome guys, she will always actively participate in the competition and enjoy it.
For Guan Lin, he has always been just a spectator at such large-scale events. He never thought of standing on that kind of stage to be judged. Unlike those men and women who are bent on fame, he has endured too much attention.
Therefore, when he saw the receipt slip, his heart was shocked. He hadn't signed up at all! Who was playing a prank on him? But, after a little thought, he recognized someone. It's Jian Zhiheng, it must be him!
Jian Zhiheng didn't have any intention of hiding it, he excitedly fiddled with the receipt slip, nodded and said, "Yes, it turns out that the first batch of audits has ended!"
Guan Lin's heart was gritting his teeth, and on his face, he simply spit out a few words: "Why." ”
Why are you teasing yourself like this? He just wants to see himself make a fool of himself, right? All the previous illusions of friendship are really disguised, just to wait for this day, right?
"Because I think you're a good fit. Jian Zhiheng patted him on the shoulder, "Listen to me, you may not have noticed it yourself, but your singing is really good, I noticed it in the vocal class." ”
Because of the assessment of vocal lessons, all students are required to stand in front of the classroom and sing a complete song in front of everyone. Guan Lin couldn't sing, so he could only stand there in silence, and was finally notified by the tutor to take a make-up exam alone.
And Jian Zhiheng, he really has no musical talent, even if he sings well, he still fails and faces a make-up exam.
When Jian Zhiheng went to make up for the exam, there were only two people in the office, the tutor and Guan Lin. Perhaps it was the decrease in the audience that made Guan Lin relax, and he began to be able to sing freely.
In order not to affect him, Jian Zhiheng did not rush into the door. But in this short period of time, with his half-baked music level, he can also hear that Guan Lin sings very well, even the boy who got excellent in the class before, his singing skills are not as good as his!
Later, the tutor made the same assessment.
As a group of freshmen who had just been promoted to the higher division, the tutor was not familiar with them. He just thought that the students who needed to take the make-up exam probably didn't sing very well. But Guan Lin was real and gave him a big surprise!
"Isn't that a good singing? In the future, you should be more bold and sing your voice!"
Watching the tutor register the "excellent" score in the grade book, Guan Lin nodded a few times on the surface. But he knew very well in his heart that if he was to sing in front of others in the future, he would still not be able to sing. Fortunately, the make-up exam is one-on-one, so it's good to come to the make-up exam every time, which is not a big deal.
In his opinion, it's just a small thing that "isn't a big deal". But he didn't know that from that day on, Jian Zhiheng quietly kept his heart.
Singing is his talent, and I have to help him to show this talent better! If everyone applauds and cheers for him, it will definitely help him build up his self-confidence!
Therefore, when he saw the registration form for this year's singing competition, he did not hesitate to register for Guan Lin.
"And your voice is that kind of low and hoarse, and singing that kind of sad love song is especially feeling!
Jian Zhiheng was still talking excitedly, but Guan Lin just coldly threw down a few words.
"You can't win. ”
Although he didn't participate, he came to see it year after year. This kind of competition, every time the legendary school bully Rong Xiao wins. The girls in the audience basically went to see him, and his votes were always overwhelming.
Besides, Guan Lin himself knows that he does sing better than himself. What did you use to win one, and your popularity and singing skills are all far better than your own people?
"How do you know if you haven't tried it yet?" Jian Zhiheng enthusiastically persuaded. But soon, he seemed to think of this concern, grabbed his hair with a dry smile, and changed his words:
"Okay, it may be difficult for you to win Brother Xiao, but you can win over yourself! As long as you dare to participate, won't you already win the timid you before? This kind of thing in life is originally a process of constantly competing with yourself and constantly surpassing yourself!"
"I'm not going to participate. Guan Lin still replied.
No one can force themselves. As long as you do not sign this receipt and do not hand it in, you will be disqualified when it is finally confirmed. In short, he wouldn't do something that was embarrassing.
"Hey, wait. Seeing that he turned around to leave, Jian Zhiheng pulled his sleeve. There was a moment of silence, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and gritted his teeth and said, "This way, you listen to this song." Then, without saying anything, he stuffed a headset connected to Yu Jian into his ear.
What's playing in the headphones is a fast-paced pop song. The lyrics Guan Lin has seen it, and it is also very tongue-twisting. In the difficulty ranking of songs, it can definitely be counted as the first echelon.
"You also know that I've always been a person with incomplete pentanotes," Jian Zhiheng smiled dryly, "The vocal lessons are just right to pass every time." If I can practice this song before the competition starts, let's sign up together, okay?"
"You see, I dare to participate in the competition with a voice like this, and I will be embarrassed when the time comes. ”
He wants to learn this song? Guan Lin felt ridiculous. Is it possible for him, a man who can't even sing the basic songs in the textbooks, to learn this most complicated song?
However, Guan Lin did not object. What he thought was that Jian Zhiheng would definitely fail, and when he gave up after a few days of practice, he could justifiably cancel his bet with him. Now, let's go and make him "hot" for the time being.
However, Jian Zhiheng's perseverance this time far exceeded Guan Lin's expectations.
He is one of the most quiet people, and he has stopped playing basketball recently, and every day when he has time, he goes to the piano room to practice singing.
Guan Lin looked at it again and again, listened to him pull his voice out of tune with difficulty, and learned this song that was too difficult for him, but he still seemed to enjoy it, Guan Lin always felt complicated.
This kind of practice lasted for half a month, and Guan Liden finally lost his patience. After school that day, when he saw Jian Zhiheng again in the piano room, he directly pushed open the door and rushed in.
"Are you so desperate to see me lose face?"
In order to make me embarrassed, it doesn't matter if it's even my own time?
"I don't want to see you lose face," Jian Zhiheng looked at him seriously, "I just want to see you live your true self!"
He stood up and walked in front of Guan Lin step by step, "Your life could have been more exciting than it is now, why don't you want to try it?"
"I promised you to practice the song before, and now I'm singing it to you. ”
He just sang it sentence by sentence, although he could still hear a lot of flaws, but on the whole, it was already the same.
"See, as long as you dare to try, even I can do it, what are you afraid of?"
"I'll go to the game with you, no matter what, we're going to fight together!"
Guan Lin looked at his firm eyes, and suddenly felt a little dazed for a while.
(End of chapter)