Chapter Seventy-Three: The Last Rehearsal
The daily routine of high school juniors is very monotonous, except for studying and studying.
If it weren't for dreams and responsibilities, there shouldn't be many students who really like to learn.
Many people at this age yearn for love, love and sincerity, but few are truly successful.
There are very few students who can be together in college, let alone high school?
At an ignorant and naΓ―ve age, the so-called love is also experienced in a situation of curiosity and yearning.
But no matter what, this is love, not mixed with any hypocrisy and lies, there is love and shadow in it.
First love is worth remembering, but many people don't want to experience the residual pain again
"What would you do if the person Jiang Mingfeng really liked was me?" Manchen said softly.
This is not according to the routine, Zhao Guangsheng was at a loss for an instant, and he was stunned: "This, I don't know." β
Zhao Guangsheng took a deep breath, came to Manchen's body softly, half-squatting, Zhao Guangsheng replied firmly: "I will never let you return to his side." β
"Why?"
"This kind of boy is too indecisive in emotional processing, and you have already broken your heart once, do you want to hurt it a second time?"
Manchen's body and mind felt a pain inexplicably, yes, it has already been hurt once, do you want to experience it a second time?
Manchen stared at the front in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, Zhao Guangsheng continued: "Manchen, if you can like me, I swear to be good to you." β
"Study hard, make progress every day, if you can be admitted to the same university as me, your promise will be meaningful."
Zhao Guangsheng knew that his grades were poor, but his heart was still quite warm, Zhao Guangsheng said with a smile: "Then you didn't reject me, thank you for giving me this opportunity." β
The boring classes in the afternoon passed in the blink of an eye, and they were greeted by very interesting rehearsals.
This rehearsal is very meaningful because it is the last time.
Man Chen and Jiang Mingfeng, who had achieved very good performance results before, rehearsed on stage again.
The students in the audience were in an uproar, and the old face of the head teacher sitting in the first row was full of joy, as if he had won five million. The eyes emitted a scorching light, blazing, how could there be the old and dizzy appearance before.
The head teacher recalled the scene of Jiang Mingfeng and Manchen rehearsing on stage before, and felt that victory was expected, and it seemed that he felt that he had won the competition, and the scholarship was beckoning to him.
Jiang Mingfeng's elegant and poetic-like melancholy temperament was deeply appreciated by the students in the audience, and it perfectly matched the Chinese-style songs performed.
And Manchen adds a sense of elegance and femininity of an ancient woman, adding a lot of vitality to the original song, perhaps more bright than similar songs.
The two who have experienced a rehearsal are more harmonious in cooperation than last time, and the students in the audience are full of praise: "These two sing really well, and this school celebration competition is definitely expected." "It would be nice if they could be together in reality." "It's so distressing, it's obvious that Jiang Mingfeng and Yu Ru are together, but"
The head teacher was very happy when he saw the praise of the students under the podium, he didn't expect these two people to be so popular in the class and so sure of their abilities. But they sang really well, and the hypocritical head teacher was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and was proud.
When Jiang Mingfeng and Manchen got off the stage and took their seats, the head teacher walked to the podium, straightened his strict attitude, and said with a smile: "Well, thank you Jiang Mingfeng and Manchen for the rehearsal, your performance is really good." β
The head teacher glanced at the watch on his wrist and said calmly, "It's still early for school, let's go to self-study." β
The students in the audience suddenly let out a burst of boasting, and Jiang Mingfeng, who was sitting in the last row, raised his hand and said: "Teacher, slow down, Lausanne and Wang Ying have also signed up for the school celebration competition, what's the matter, don't you want to see how they perform?" If Lausanne and Wang Ying win the prize, won't your prize become even more? β
The head teacher who was about to leave suddenly stopped, his eyes radiated a scorching light, and said with a smile: "Students, it's not too early, let's take a look at the rehearsal between Lausanne and Wang Ying." β
"This head teacher has a sick brain, look at the money."
The students in the audience were once again thundered by the head teacher, and let out bursts of boasting.
The head teacher is once again in the first row, which is a matter of whether the bonus has become more or not, and it must not be sloppy.
"Wang Ying let's go, let's try, in the case of so many people."
"Hmm."
I saw a tall and light girl walking to the podium with elegant steps, wearing a white dress, white as jade, slender thighs and feet wearing tall six-centimeter-high heels, black hair like lacquer, flowing and elegant, skin like jade, a pair of angelic eyes on the white melon seed face, naturally stretched eyebrows like spring-like tranquility, a tall nose bridge, a moderately thick Yin Hong small mouth, and dignified and elegant words and deeds. The beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, and there is an indescribable charm between a smile and a smile. She is like a budding peony flower, beautiful but not demonic, incomparable, each petal blooms with charming brilliance.
A cool breeze blew, and he and Wang Ying walked side by side, only to see him wearing a white windbreaker, and the sun shone on him, making people hallucinate in a trance. A pair of deep eyes like water flowing under the mountain, leaving no trace of dust, short black and silky hair blocked his pair of thick sword eyebrows, his face was as carved as a sculptural facial features, his angular face was handsome and abnormal, the bridge of his nose was high, and his lips were beautiful. In particular, the dazzling diamond stud earrings in his left ear add a touch of uninhibited to his sunny handsomeness......
The corners of Jiang Mingfeng's mouth twitched, and he whispered: "Why is this kid's style so similar to me." β
The warm and dazzling sunlight shone into every corner of the classroom, and Lausanne looked at the door of the classroom with a green jade flute in his hand.
Lausanne put the jade flute elegantly to his lips, and as his mind kept recalling the familiar and soft melody, Lausanne gradually closed his eyes, and then the melody played by the jade flute lingered throughout the classroom.
The opening music of "Lover's Heart" is a soft melody. Like a pure spring, the sound of music played by the jade flute on the lips of Lausanne is not mixed with any dust, and with Wang Ying's soft voice, it is simply a match made in heaven, flawless.
"Turn into style, turn into rain, turn into spring and come to you."
The sound of heaven! It seems to be a spring flowing under the high mountain, without any dust, like an empty valley orchid, soft and sweet, as soaked in honey, which perfectly combines the artistic conception expressed by the ancient style songs, making people feel comfortable and relaxed.