Lu Pingfan knew that his classmates would definitely help him, but it didn't mean that his classmates should help him. He can guess the psychology of his classmates, but the favor that helped him will not disappear because he has exhausted his organs.

So this thanks, the classmates deserve it, and Zhao Yan deserves it even more.

However, the simple students didn't feel that they had much credit, they saw Lu Pingfan bowing so solemnly, and they all waved their hands at Lu Pingfan embarrassedly, and said again and again that there was no need, no need.

Zhao Yan is an understanding person, and she didn't follow her classmates politely, but waited for the classroom to be quiet, and then asked jokingly: "It's not enough to just talk, you have to show it with practical actions." ”

Hearing the teacher's words, the students' embarrassment just now was immediately swept away, and they laughed out loud instead. The atmosphere that used to be very serious suddenly became relaxed and lively.

Lu Pingfan thought for a while and said, "How about I invite the whole school to drink Coke?"

"Forget about the way to buy things, there are so many students in the whole school, you have to spend a lot of money on your own side, and then it doesn't play a role in the average amount of each student's head. Zhao Yan didn't know that Lu Pingfan was a local tyrant now, so she took the initiative to help Lu Pingfan save the economic pressure, and gave Lu Pingfan another trick: "If you don't have money, you can contribute, tell me what you can do for everyone." ”

I thought it would be easier to spend money, but I didn't expect the road to be blocked by the head teacher, so he was a little helpless.

After struggling for a while, he asked tentatively, "Why don't you ...... Shall I sing a song to everyone?"

"What, can you sing?" Wang Bo, who was watching the excitement, suddenly let out an exclamation.

As Lu Pingfan's good brother all along, he knows Lu Pingfan's singing level. Not to mention comparing with Li Xiaotong, even compared with a random person on the street, it has to be described as miserable.

Wang Bo's exclamation caused another burst of laughter, as if everyone knew Lu Pingfan's singing level.

Zhao Yan didn't know anything about this, but she should know what happened to Lu Pingfan's singing level when she saw everyone's reactions.

But as a teacher, she couldn't directly discourage the enthusiasm of her classmates, so she could only ask a little embarrassed: "Why don't you ...... Think again?"

"You can't let me dance, right?" Lu Pingfan was also very difficult about the teacher's proposal.

"Ahem, cough, cough!" Hearing the word dancing, reminiscent of the scene of spicy eyes, Zhao Yan choked on her own saliva, coughed for a while before relieving, and stared at Lu Pingfan vigilantly, "Forget it! You still don't want to dance, just sing! But I also have a request, I want you to go to the radio room and sing to everyone while the physical activity class is in session." ”

In the broadcasting room, these three dignified words made all the students in the fifth class of the third year of high school frown. Especially Wang Bo, he almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Let Lu Pingfan sing in the radio room, this is clearly the rhythm of throwing the faces of the fifth class students in front of the whole school.

"Let the fifth class lose face, let the whole school teachers and students be tortured, where is this gratitude! This is obviously revenge!" Wang Bo thought helplessly in his heart, but he couldn't open this mouth anyway.

In this way, the most difficult physical activity class in the hearts of the students of Class 5 came as scheduled.

Lu Pingfan went to the radio room under the leadership of Zhao Yan, and the radio room at this time was planning to play Li Xiaotong's three songs on a loop, namely "The First Dream", "Our Love" and "The Fifteenth Day of the First Lunar New Year is the Lantern Festival".

But before the announcer could click on the play button, he saw Zhao Yan break in with Lu Pingfan.

The broadcaster is a sophomore in high school, and although he doesn't know Zhao Yan, he can see at a glance that Zhao Yan is a teacher. For any ordinary student, as long as you meet a teacher in school, you have to be obedient, even if the teacher is not teaching you.

The announcer understood the rules of the school very well, and under Zhao Yan's instructions, he honestly gave up his position, and watched Lu Pingfan sit on it with a guitar that he didn't know where to borrow.

"The guitar must have been brought from the music classroom......... the announcer thought silently, to say that she also has a big heart, and the focus of attention is clearly off............

Back to the point.

Lu Pingfan put the microphone in front of him, coughed lightly, and tried the microphone.

Students who were supposed to be playing in the snow or taking a walk in the playground were suddenly attracted by the sound, and they stopped what they were doing and looked up at the nearest radio speaker.

Then, they heard Lu Pingfan's voice: "That...... I'm Lu Pingfan. Thank you very much for your help to me and my sister, if it weren't for you, my sister and I would still be called dogs and men. ”

This sentence of dog men and women was full of ridicule, which caused the students to burst into laughter, and the laughter resounded throughout the playground, and even the younger sister who ran to the rooftop to hide from Qingjing also laughed.

"Actually, dogs are pretty good for men and women. Li Xiaotong thought silently in his heart.

And what the classmates thought was: "The description of the dog man and woman is really apt, you two brothers and sisters stick together all day long, and don't give others a chance at all, what do you say you are not a dog man and woman?"

But fortunately, Lu Pingfan can't hear these voices, and even if he hears them, he will pretend not to hear them with his cheekiness.

He paused slightly, and then said, "Originally, I wanted to thank everyone by inviting everyone to drink Coke, but my homeroom teacher, Mr. Zhao, felt that this was too wasteful, so everyone could only endure it and listen to me sing to express their gratitude." ”

"Can Lu Pingfan still sing?" was the first reaction of the students on the playground.

"Li Xiaotong sings so well, Lu Pingfan, as an elder brother, shouldn't be bad. This is the next thought of the students.

Only the students in the fifth class of the third year of high school secretly shook their heads, and despised the other students by the way, as if to say, "You don't know anything about power. ”

Lu Pingfan finished speaking, and gently plucked the guitar. The sound of the guitar travels along the microphone line to the radio speakers in the playground, and then from the speakers and into the ears of the students.

The students' spirits suddenly burst for a while, thinking that this time it was not bad, so they faintly gave birth to a trace of anticipation.

Then, Lu Pingfan officially played the guitar, and a warm and elegant melody slowly sounded, which immediately aroused everyone's attention and firmly grabbed the ears of the students.

This melody is the prelude to the song, which is very short, only a few notes, but it can instantly bring people into a certain artistic conception. Then, when Lu Pingfan's singing sounded, a picture immediately appeared in front of the students' eyes.

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It's been an older children's day, and the update is late.