Chapter 39: Singing at the Class Meeting
"Old class, why haven't you come yet?"
"Didn't you say that today's class meeting will elect the class committee?"
"Is it the class selection committee? Or running for class committee? ”
"Didn't you say that the class committee was re-elected?"
In the classroom, there was a lot of discussion.
"Where's the old class?" Ling Mengchu knocked on the edge of the table with his hand, this bell has been ringing for three or four minutes, "He's not a person who is used to being late." ”
"Yes, if you say that you want to choose a class committee for this class, what about the people?" Wang Xiaoxiao echoed.
"Elect or not, aren't you all life committee members?" Wang Xinyi, who was sitting back, shook his head and said.
"That's it." Wang Xiaoxiao smiled, "That has nothing to do with you." How many are empty now? ”
"I'm not interested in the class committee, not to mention, my grades in a single subject are not outstanding, and I can't be a representative." Wang Xinyi stretched out his finger and pointed at Ling Mengchu, "What are you doing with that?" Count the sheep? ”
"It's self-aware." Wang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
"Thanks for the compliment, I always have." Wang Xinyi glanced at Wang Xiaoxiao and poked Ling Mengchu again.
"It's boring, why don't you hum a song?" Ling Mengchu replied.
"That's a good idea." Guo Wenwen and Wang Xiaoxiao echoed on the side.
"Sing what?" Wang Xinyi asked, suddenly thinking about the day before yesterday, "Otherwise, just sing "Love Has to Be Done". ”
"Okay, okay, this song is good, it's popular now." A few people chimed in.
"Is that okay?" Wang Xinyi looked at He Shiling.
"Yes, sing the lyrics." He Shiling smiled, leaned against the wall, habitually propped up her left hand, and nodded Geng Xinyu behind her with her right hand
Geng Xinyu raised her head and looked at Wang Xinyi, "Is there going to be a concert?" ”
"That's right. Pay attention to listening. Wang Xinyi nodded and smiled, and began to hum softly:
"I can't forget the first time I saw you / A pair of charming eyes, in my mind you / Lingering
Hold your hands and feel your tenderness / It's really a little breathless, your innocence I want to cherish / ......"
When the familiar tune sounded, He Shiling's mind came to mind the rain in front of the eaves that day, listening to the song, and the sudden blushing appearance of the man, and he couldn't help laughing.
"The lyrics are beautiful." Geng Xinyu smiled and poked her head to the right slightly, looking at He Shiling, she suddenly smiled, didn't she think of who again?
"Wow, that's good." At the end of the song, several people applauded softly.
"One more." Wang Xiaoxiao shouted, "Can you order a song?" I want to hear it. ”
"Is that okay?" Wang Xinyi looked at He Shiling, did the old class come today?
"It's okay," He Shiling replied, glancing out the window and back door of the classroom, "The old class is here, let me remind you." ”
"Okay." Wang Xinyi responded, "Xinyi Song Station is now sending Xu Huaiyu's "Flying Away" to Wang Xiaoxiao. ”
"You and I met on the noisy street at midnight, and told me that this relationship will end tonight......"
"Okay, I'm listening." Wang Xiaoxiao responded, "Xiaomeng, you get aside a little bit, it's blocking my hearing, Xinyi, you are louder." ”
"The rain is falling, flying in the sky are my tears, tears are low, hanging in the palm of your hand is your aftertaste......" Wang Xinyi's voice was a little louder.
The sudden sound of singing successfully attracted the attention of the students in the classroom.
Geng Xinyu and He Shiling looked at each other and smiled, looked into the classroom, and said to Wang Xinyi, "It's so nice to sing, no matter how loud it is, I can't hear it clearly." ”
"Wow, that's a good sound." "Concert?" "Wang Xinyi, you haven't sung for a long time." "Can we order a song?"
The discussion in the classroom successfully led to Wang Xinyi's singing.
"Is that okay?" Wang Xinyi looked at He Shiling, this class committee election suddenly became a music class, is this okay?
"Yes." He Shiling smiled and looked at Geng Xinyu.
Geng Xinyu smiled knowingly and stood up, "Be quiet, there is only a chance for 2 songs, now start ordering songs." ”
"I want to listen to Yuquan's 'Rainbow'." "I want to listen...... I haven't figured it out yet. "I want to listen to 'Love Has to Be Done.'" "I'm going to listen to 'Over the Fire.'" "I want to listen to Faith."
"It's quiet, the song is over, "Love Has to Be Done" and "Rainbow". Geng Xinyu said with a smile, and then turned to Wang Xinyi, "Our little singer will serve it to everyone, applause and welcome." ”
"Okay." "Let's start singing." The classroom burst into applause and coaxing.
"I've heard it all just now." Ling Mengchu protested.
"No one else has heard of it." Geng Xinyu sat down with a smile, "Listen to the song, Xin Yi sings so well." ”
"Okay." Ling Mengchu pursed his lips and gently lit the edge of the table with his hand.
"My world has one more you from now on / Every day is a play
No matter how romantic or bizarre the plot is/This protagonist is you/
My world has one more you from now on / Sometimes it's sunny and sometimes it's rainy......"
When Wang Xinyi's bright and pleasant voice sounded again in the classroom, Geng Xinyu saw He Shiling bow her head and smiled, touched her forehead with her hand, and leaned forward, "Recently, have you been very interested in songs?" ”
"Nope." He Shiling was stunned for a moment, smiled, but, by chance, heard these two songs again, and took out the Song Ci in the drawer, the originally scattered Song Ci was carefully and meticulously connected by Xinyu with four-color ribbons, but it also added a few gorgeous and exquisite, "Thank you." ”
Geng Xinyu smiled, didn't speak, looked at the Song Ci that was spread out on the table, and suddenly began to be a little curious, who was the original owner of this book.
"It's a good song." "That's good." "It's a new song that's been popular lately."
When Wang Xinyi's singing ended, the discussion and applause in the classroom rang out again.
"It's really a lingering sound." "I'd like to hear one more song." "We're a class now, not a music class." "Two songs are fine." "What if the head teacher comes?"
I don't know who it was, but suddenly said something, which immediately caused a commotion.
"Isn't the old class coming?" "It's been about ten minutes since class." "Can't get to our class meeting?"
"PP," Tang Ji looked at Du Xiaofeng, "What's the situation, is the class committee still elected?"
"I don't know." Du Xiaofeng shrugged his shoulders and looked at He Shiling, this Wang Xinyi's singing voice is a warm-up? Or is it for the recreation committee to be nominated?
"Previous class meetings? Is the old class coming? Tang Ji asked again, interrupting Du Xiaofeng's train of thought.
"Occasionally." Du Xiaofeng looked back, when Yi Lingfei was there before, the old class came once three times, but at least it was also here, now, what is the situation? I haven't been in the classroom for days. There are still several vacancies in the class committee.
"Huh?" Tang Ji looked at Du Xiaofeng, could it be the same as before, "Wouldn't it be occupied by cultural classes?" ”
"Not really. Our old class has always trusted the class committee," Du Xiaofeng said, "In the class meeting, basically the class committee first discusses the topic, and then the class meeting class discusses and determines the division of labor." ”
"Oh!" Tang Ji touched his ears with his hand, which was different from them before, "You weren't a sports commissioner before, so today, what is this?" ”
"I don't know." Du Xiaofeng shook his head and pointed to the left front of the classroom, He Shiling and Geng Xinyu didn't discuss it with them, "Wait and see." ”
"Oh!" Tang Ji sat back and touched Ling Chuyang, "What's the situation?" ”
"Whatever the situation, it's none of your business." Ling Chuyang responded, and continued to write physics homework without raising his head, based on the total score ranking of the two of them, if he was elected to the class committee in class 5, then it was really Yun Ling's biggest funny?
Tang Ji looked at the left front of the classroom, those people were sitting very quietly, each burying their heads in front of the desk, and suddenly remembered that the previous math class, this time, it wouldn't be, really, the class leader was going to be reelected, right?