"Singing competition?" Bolan asked, getting up and walking forward.

"That's right, it's not a girl's birth, it's the sound of a voice." Tang Xiaoyu followed behind him.

Bolan stood still in front of the window, leaning her back against the wall casually, her eyes seemed to be looking at Tang Xiaoyu, but the corner of her eyes could clearly see He Xinlei not far away.

"I'm not going to participate." Bolan looked hesitant.

He Xinlei lowered her head and was reading a book, and when she heard her words, her eyes paused briefly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"But you sing very well, what can you do if you are fat." Tang Xiaoyu seemed to persuade regretfully.

It seems that he wants to convince Bolan to participate in the competition, but because of the memory of the original body, Bolan understands that the original body is very inferior to her figure, and every time she is ridiculed, she is hurt.

Tang Xiaoyu naturally knew. So she specially raised her figure, but she wanted to consolidate Bolan's determination not to sign up and not to "embarrass and show ugliness".

"Really?" Bolan raised her eyebrows a little happily, "Thank you for the encouragement, then I'll try it!" ”

Tang Xiaoyu: "......"

He Xinlei pursed the corners of her mouth at that moment, and the hand holding the book shook slightly.

Bolan squinted, and it was already certain that He Xinlei really cared about whether Bolan participated in the competition.

Then Tang Xiaoyu should have been sent by her to inquire about the situation.

"Y-Are you sure?"

Tang Xiaoyu's stammering voice came from behind her, but Bolan ignored her anymore, walked out of the classroom alone, and stood in the corridor to blow the wind.

The wind in early summer is a little warm, and a little lazy, bringing just the right amount of comfort and comfort.

Blowing and blowing, Bolan saw Cen Xing again.

God knows why he's still on that camphor tree! Is there a seat for him?

He wore a cap and a headset, but instead of listening to the song, he was observing Bolan again.

The camphor tree was directly in front of the position where Bolan was standing, Bolan was standing on the second floor, Cen Xing was sitting on the tree, and the two were at eye level.

But Cen Xing can see Bolan at a glance, but Bolan can still only see his smooth chin.

His actions reminded Bolan of the "Secretly Observing Cats" emoji.

After a stalemate for a while, the class bell rang, and when Bolan turned around, she silently decided that if there was a third time, she would rush over and pull off his hat, stare into his eyes, and ask him loudly, "What to see"!

During another recess, Bolan didn't have time to go to the corridor to "fishing-style law enforcement".

Tang Xiaoyu has a big mouth, and she doesn't know what method she used, but after a math class, she let the whole class know that Bolan was going to participate in the audition of "Suer Girl".

How could Hu Yijie, who suffered a loss here in Bolan in the morning, let go of this opportunity to ridicule her, and stopped her as soon as he got out of class:

"I heard you're going to compete? When are you going, everyone, classmates, I'll go and cheer you on! By the way, what kind of competition is it coming about? Fertilizer selection competition? ”

There was laughter around, and Hu Yijie squinted at her triumphantly, very provocative.

"Don't ask what the game is, just know if you go." Bolan was not angry at all, but had a happy expression, "It's great that you can go together." The contestants are so nervous, if you are there, they can count the sesame seeds on your face to decompress, how nice. ”

In the midst of even more laughter, Hu Yijie was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick: "White, ugly, fat, shut up for me!" I hate it when people talk about my face! ”

Bolan replied coldly: "I also hate it when others talk about my fatness. In the future, as long as you talk about my fat once, I will talk about your sesame seeds again. ”

Hu Yijie raised his fist and threatened: "Don't think that if you are a woman, I won't dare to beat you!" ”

Bolan snorted lightly and asked funny: "Hehe, have you been able to fight?" ”

Thinking of the feeling of being pinched by Bolan's index finger in the morning, it was like being pinched by a lobster with huge tongs, and reflexively, Hu Yijie felt a pain in his index finger.

"Good men don't fight women!" After he finished saying this, he pretended to pee and fled.

Bolan smiled, this kind of clown, took the initiative to come to the door, she didn't mind teasing.

He was interested, and Bolan had no intention of continuing to entangle.

flashed away a Hu Yijie, and a few gossip girls came up, asking her questions all the time.

Ask her what day she is going to compete, what repertoire she is going to perform, and what preparations she has made......

In the previous life, the original Bai Lan felt flattered in the face of the "warm concern" of her classmates, and said everything without reservation.

Bai Lan said that she would go to the competition on Sunday morning and prepare to sing a yellow and red song "Dawn".

The auditions are all cappella, so she will prepare a harmonica to play a prelude, hoping to impress the judges.

Then, during the audition, Bailan enjoyed an unforgettable "special treatment." ”

The chief judge of the audition in the Jiangcheng competition area is He Yinyi, who is famous for her spicy and poisonous tongue.

Bai Lan had just blown a small bar, and was interrupted by He Yinyi with a black face: "Did you bring your brain?" It's a competition to sing, do you understand? than singing! You can sing it, what are you doing with all this sensationalism? Does the harmonica grow on your vocal cords? ”

But before, there was obviously a contestant who came in with a guitar, and when he went out, he was happy to hold the "pass" passed by the representative.

Why is it okay to have a guitar and not a harmonica?

Bai Lan's face was flushed, and her natural shyness made her want to ask but didn't dare to ask.

's love for singing and her desire to become a singer made her, who has always loved to cry, overcome this embarrassment, quickly adjusted her emotions, put away the harmonica, bowed, and said, "I'm sorry, I'll sing again." ”

Bai Lan's vocal range is very wide, and her voice is a bit like yellow and red, this song "Dawn" is not easy to control, but she sings easily and freely, and at the same time it is sincere and rich.

In her voice, there is still a young sensitivity and slenderness, as well as a rare clean and ethereal, when she sings, no one interrupts, and the two deputy judges are even moved, obviously deeply touched.

He Yinyi's expression was a little complicated, and she couldn't take her eyes off Bai Lan and finished singing a song.

After struggling for a short moment, she sighed and said, "Teacher Huang Hong's song is not easy to sing, but you finished singing a note just now." What does this mean? ”

Bai Lan's eyes lit up, and she looked at He Yinyi expectantly.

"This shows that you only know imitation! Imitate! He Yinyi angrily threw off the pen in his hand, and it rolled down to the table and disappeared without a trace.

He Yinyi didn't care, and continued to comment:

"In this competition, we want a different SUER girl! And not a parody machine that only shows off its singing voice! Singing exactly the same, let's just go and listen to Huang Hong sing, what else is the matter with you? ”

"Oh my! In order to imitate Huang Hong, you even look like a pig. We already have a maverick Huanghong, and we don't need a pig that imitates her singing. You'd better go back to your pigsty. ”