Chapter 70: The Sleepwalking Doll
Even if other people's lives are crawling with lice, they can use adjectives like "gorgeous".
Flower silence is full of lice inside and out.
Who doesn't have a little vanity?
She didn't have good clothes, and she didn't want to sing on stage.
Su Ya mentioned that she could borrow clothes for her to wear, but Hua Lin was unwilling to borrow clothes for this unimportant performance, the more she seemed to be not open enough, and the more she was in a very cramped situation.
Fortunately, such an awkwardness turned the page at a certain opportunity.
Perhaps, it was just because of the discovery of a bud bursting out in the crack of the cement, which allowed the flower to breed the power of the sun in her heart;
Perhaps, just because I looked up and encountered a particularly pure blue, and there were lovely and ordinary clouds floating softly in the air, which was beautiful and healing;
Perhaps, it's just because the campus radio chose a song "Qili Xiang" by Jay Chou that intoxicated the ears when it was out of school;
Perhaps, it's just because the lunch prepared by my mother is not an ordinary meal, but a leek dumpling with bread rolled by herself, even if there are so many leeks that you can't find the meat foam, but it is not in the way, and Hua Lin likes it very much.
Joy, anger and sorrow are often a moment, just a thought, the flower is relieved, and I don't mind a lot anymore, what kind of arrangements should be made in life, summon up the courage to face it with a cheeky face, it is enough to have this courage.
The New Year's Day party, perhaps because the teacher did not take it seriously, the task was not assigned to a specific class committee, except for the art committee member Zhang Luo microphone stereo, and the life committee member used the class fee to purchase snacks and fruit plates, there was no concept of several programs about the program process, and there was no even the host for a while.
While the snacks were distributed to their tables, everyone was talking in their seats in a noisy manner, like a tea party.
"Who's the first to perform?" I don't know which row made the sound.
There should be a few singing, but all of a sudden there is no opening statement, and the singers seem to be cringe.
Hua Lin jumped out at this time, and she couldn't care about the flower intestines that were once distressed by herself, and she felt that she was dressed poorly and didn't go on the elegant stage, she kind of jumped out to sort things out, which was originally her duty before.
She gave Su Ya a color, and Su Ya immediately understood, pulled Cen Lin, who was eating melon seeds, out and took the lead to the podium.
Hua Lin took the microphone, cleared her throat, and looked around at the classmates in the audience, but her eyes deliberately avoided Bai Xingyi and Liang Che.
With a sweep of their eyes, everyone gradually became quieter and quieter, looking at them curiously.
"Thank you for your interest." Hua Lin was very satisfied with their performance, and naturally understood this "quietness" as attention and respect for them.
She played on the spot again, saying: "Today is the New Year's Day party, it is really rare to have this opportunity, our whole class can sit in the classroom so freely, play happily, laugh happily, make fun happily, and we can also have the opportunity to sing to everyone." So before singing, first of all, we want to express our gratitude to the class committee who bought everything for us, thank you, you have also worked hard~ Next, we will bring a song "Super Star", as a hot track, I hope everyone is dry! Applause encouragement is good! β
The fat man and Wang Lei took the lead at the same time, snapping and applauding, everyone knocked on the table, whistled and whistled, and as soon as the rhythmic music sounded, the atmosphere was completely different.
As a result, because there was no rehearsal, the first sentence was not accurate.
Su Ya directly called a stop, started again, and in the interval of retuning, Hua Lonely did not forget to warm up with the microphone.
"The rape flowers have not been able to find the door because they have not rehearsed, so please understand."
The class laughed, and the atmosphere became natural.
Someone else urged, shouting: "I want to sing too!" β
I finally got it right, but I couldn't seem to remember the lyrics.
After singing, I found that the tune was higher again, and Hua Lin Fei sang it vigorously, but the two next to him couldn't come down, and the three of them broke their tunes several times, and there was no star effect of the town at all.
However, having said that, it's not a professional competition anyway, and having this kind of witty dance atmosphere is crooked, at least it enlivens the fire of the class.
Some students ordered songs for them to come back to a few more songs, and some urged themselves to sing too, but Rape Flower had to satisfy the wishes of the students who ordered the songs and hung the interest of other singers before they were willing to give up.
The whole party has become a classroom KTV.
When the people around you are lively, the flowers will be quiet.
She is a standard Libra and is naturally good at balancing the relationships around her and harmonizing the atmosphere of the circle.
There are also two sides to the character.
Originally, she was not a very noisy person, but she couldn't stand the surroundings, and everyone was silent and cold in the noisy environment, so she could appear to be very emotionally intelligent or jump out to be a promoter;
But when this task is completed, everything in front of her seems to have nothing to do with her, and her self is withdrawn from this environment and becomes that independent soul.
Cen Lin was grabbing the microphone with others, and Su Ya was arguing with others and couldn't hear anything clearly.
Hua Lonely sat in her position, feeling very safe wrapped in the noise.
Suddenly, a music box without packaging, which was Christmas-shaped, with a small castle and a small snowflake inside, and a little angel dreaming with his eyes closed, was placed in front of Hua Lone, making Hua Lone's anxious eyes become attentive.
It's Wang Lei.
"Didn't you give Zhang Xin a gift?" Hua Lin asked strangely.
"No, it's for you."
"What are you doing for me?"
Wang Lei sat down in the empty seat next to her, close to Hua Lian, so that Hua Lin could hear a little more clearly in the various songs.
"I just wanted to give it to you, I didn't buy it new, it didn't cost money, and there was no battery, I took my cousin's."
"What are you sending me for?" Hua Lin said angrily, she still remembered the face of this guy holding a notebook and asking her to check the handwriting.
"Don't you think the sleepwalking doll in here looks like you? A pitiful look. β
What does this sound like?
But Hua Lin took a serious look at the little angel doll inside, and as soon as he said it, the angel's expression was really a bit similar to himself.
When Hua Lin came back to his senses, he wanted to call Wang Lei, and when he wanted to say that he couldn't afford the battery, Wang Lei was not by his side.
When he looked up, he saw Liang Che passing by, and met his gaze.
Don't look over your head right away.
Liang Che is much more natural than Hua Lone, glanced at the music box, and said, "What is this, will it ring?" β
"Uh, uh, it looks like ,..., don't have batteries." Hua Lin didn't expect him to stop and ask a question, stammering in response.
Liang Che looked at Hua Lone, smiled at the corner of his mouth, smiled so that Hua Lone's back was cold, nervous, and he looked left and right to see that it was the "hatred" from Xu Keer in the back row.
Since the computer class, Xu Keer has stopped talking to Hua Lian.
The friendship between female classmates is really fragile.
"You three sang okay just now." Liang Che said again.
This is not the same person as Hua Lone, who just held the microphone on the podium in front of him and said something, this wooden Hua Lone did not answer, but blindly suspected that he had heard it wrong, or he was afraid that it was not Liang Che's ears that had a problem.
It was embarrassing if no one answered, but fortunately, at this time, I didn't know who sang an earth-shattering song "Loyal to the Country", which was frustrated.
Hua Lin looked at it, it was actually Cheng Xian, and together with this song, the momentum of the whole class was publicized.
Liang Che, who is also a man, was immediately attracted to it, grabbed the microphone in Cheng Xian's hand, and immediately overshadowed Cheng Xian's voice.
Good guys, they're a bit hot-blooded.
Suddenly, someone discovered the sneaky Shitai, so devoted, that he didn't even know when Shitai hid in the back door and started to observe everyone.
And as soon as they found out that she was coming, everyone immediately reined in.
Mrs. Shi's expression was very complicated.
She was still a little touched.
Especially when I heard them sing "Loyal to the Country", the tune of singing with breath was sung, and the immaturity of the young Lang was full of immature responsibility, but when the youth is strong, the country is strong, such a song, such a child, she is still touched when she is old.
I sighed a little, I didn't seem to be able to fit into this class, and when I saw myself, no matter how lively I was, I would turn into a cold scene.
There is no way, she also knows that she is called "Mrs. Shi" by everyone, which means to describe her as unlikable and ruthless.
Anyway, she doesn't particularly care, she believes in strict teachers and high apprentices, she attaches importance to men and women can't mess around, of course, she knows that she loves money and snobbery behind her back, and she doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with her, these naΓ―ve students understand what adults are not easy to do.
She just came from the office to sneak around to take a look, but she didn't expect that some students usually sit in a precarious position, and they also have a demonic side of dancing when they engage in entertainment activities.
Now that it has been discovered, the field has cooled down, and it is not so easy for everyone's interest to be brought up again.
So, Mrs. Shi probably mentioned about the new year's new expectations for everyone here, and about the good performance in the final exam in the near future.
In the end, it was almost over, the whole class could disband and go home early, and the students on duty stayed to clean up the classroom.
Hua Lin carried Wang Lei's music box, and Su Ya prepared to go home, and met Zhang Xin in the parking lot.
Zhang Xin jumped over in three steps and two steps and hugged Hua Lian, "Huahua, will you accompany me today?" β
Hua Li, who was hugged, glanced at Su Ya, Su Ya didn't have to say much about Hua Lone, gave a look, and left.
Zhang Xin let go of his arms, looked at Su Ya's distant back, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "You are mine!" β
Hua Lin inexplicably didn't know what it was like, warm and cool, warm was that he was so valued by Zhang Xin; The cool thing is that as a Libra, she always wants to take care of everyone, and she is afraid that Su Ya will be unhappy.
I haven't been tired of Zhang Xin for some time.
While it's still early, much earlier than before school ends.
Zhang Xin took Hua Lin to eat snacks, and listened to Zhang Xin talk about the class, the make-up class, the names that have been heard, the names that have not been heard, and all kinds of gossip.
"Don't patronize, eat something." A bunch of fried skewers, fragrant, Hua Lin looked at Zhang Xin, whose eyebrows were dancing, and if he didn't eat it, he might be eaten by himself.
Seeing that she was wearing a white cotton dress, Hua Lin picked up a tissue and padded it to her neckline.
"How are you like my mother." Zhang Xin said with a mouth full of oil, and took the tissue handed by Hua Lin with one hand.
Hua Lin showed an aunt-like smile, she knew that if there was an outsider, Princess Zhang Xin would not be so unfazed, so she could let go of eating without idol baggage.
Zhang Xin gave up the home field to Hua Lian, and let Hua Lin say that she knew about Cen Lin's love letter incident earlier, as well as Wang Lei's handwriting test, and she wanted to ask about the follow-up.
Hua Lin thought about it, but in fact, there was no follow-up, that is, Xu Keer didn't know if she had heard something, and she was not as kind as before.
"You care about her." Zhang Xin was disdainful, she never ate Xu Keer's face.
"Oh, yes." Hua Lin thought that Wang Lei gave her a music box, and she felt that she still had to tell Zhang Xin. "This, Wang Lei gave today, is not new, second-hand."
Zhang Xin laughed out loud when he heard the word "second-hand".
"Really, don't laugh, if he doesn't say he didn't spend money, I won't take it."
Zhang Xin took the handle and played with it for a while, and threw it aside, "Is there something wrong with his brain?" I'll give you this. β
"He said the sleepwalking doll inside looked like me, pitiful."
Zhang Xin glanced at it, "He won't like you, will he?" β
Hua Silent was speechless, "How is this possible?" You can not accept people, but don't blaspheme either, okay? He is still very attached to you, but you refuse again and again. β
"Then I don't like him, why am I hanging him."
"Okay, Miss, I didn't say you did anything wrong. You're good at stopping the flood of emotions in a timely and sincere way. β
"That's pretty much it, you put it away, this sleepwalking doll is a bit like you."
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"But you don't have pity, you have me. Walk! Zhang Xin finished the last few bites, wiped his mouth and pulled Hua Lin away.
God, why didn't such a boyfriend say it out of a male classmate's mouth, Hua Lin was indignant about it.
Next, the two of them went to the boutique, and the owner looked at him, "Yo, the two beauties haven't been together for a long time." β
"It's not easy to see her, we have divided the arts and sciences into classes." Zhang Xin answered casually, and scurried around the container as he spoke.
As soon as the operation was done, the boss's counter was unconsciously filled with all kinds of pens and notebooks, all of which were double, exactly the same style.
The same picture felt a little familiar, Hua Lin immediately understood, walked in and pulled and stopped: "You don't want you, what are you doing?" β
"I like it, I want to, I like you to use the same one as me, so that I can still feel like we're still in the same class. And this stationery, remember to write to me with this. You haven't written it to me in a long time. β
Hua Lin held a heavy notebook and pencil case, just like holding Zhang Xin's enthusiasm, she thought, how long and what month will she have to pay off Zhang Xin's affection.
One door was closed, and another window was open.
Hua Lone, a sleepwalking doll, is still lucky, and someone will miss her.