Gu Zijun simply became more and more angry the more she listened, and when she heard it, she directly took off the headphones on her ears.

"When did you record it?" She asked.

He said, "Just before I asked you a question. ”

"Can you be more shameless?" Gu Zijun said.

Tian Junyi replied easily, "For you, of course, you can be a little more shameless." ”

The two people in front were discussing, and the nineteen thoughts and Fufeng in the back were unusually quiet.

Nineteen Nian lowered his head and wrote in the QQ device, while Fufeng listened to the song with headphones.

They didn't say a word.

Fufeng didn't practice singing either, thinking that he wanted to listen to songs even more for the singer contest that would be held later.

The bell rang for a long time in the playground, and the host took the microphone and walked up to the podium.

"All the players who participated in the contest are invited to draw numbers in front."

Pause.

The host publicized again, "Please go to the front of the contestants to draw the test number." ”

"Hey, hey, hey, don't listen to the song, I'm going to the front to draw the candidate number."

Hearing the host's words, Nineteen Nian immediately took off his headphones.

When he saw the students participating in the competition squeezing forward one by one, Fufeng didn't seem to be in a hurry.

He took off the headphones, put them on the table, and said to Nineteen Nian, "It's okay, I'll go when they're all over the lottery, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, it's not something that can be solved in a hurry." ”

Looking at the rows of people in front of him, Fufeng really didn't want to go over.

This is kind of a reason for him not to want to go there.

Fufeng was still thinking about the fact that there were many people, and Tian Junyi in front of him had already gone over to draw numbers.

He didn't care if there were too many people.

Gu Zijun turned her head to talk to Nineteen Nian, and when she saw Fu Feng, who was still sitting in front of her seat, she asked curiously, "Isn't he going to draw numbers?" My classmates have already gone. ”

"There are a lot of people, so let's wait and go." Fufeng dragged his head and looked ahead.

It's been a minute, and I thought there would be fewer people, but I didn't think that there would still be so much.

Looks like we'll have to wait a little longer. Fufeng raised his lips and smiled.

In the small talk between Nineteen Nian and Gu Zijun, three minutes passed, Tian Junyi took the drawn serial number and walked over, Fufeng still sat peacefully in place, staying still.

"Oops. You still don't go to the lottery? Nineteen Nian was so anxious that he slapped the table, "Everyone has come back after the lottery." ”

"Okay, let's go." Nineteen thoughts slapped the table, and Fufeng moved.

He went to the lottery, and Tian Junyi came back here, when the two met.

Tian Junyi said, "Yo, are you going?" I thought you had drawn a number. ”

Fufeng retorted, "Those who go late may not lose, and those who go early may not win." ”

Before he finished speaking, he left wittily.

Tian Junyi looked at his back, looking confused.

He said, "Oh! I haven't said anything about the victory or defeat, but I'm just reminding you to hurry up and draw numbers, I said you, as for it? ”

"What's wrong with them?"

Looking at the embarrassed smiles on their faces, Gu Zijun asked suspiciously.

Nineteen Nian replied, "I don't know, I guess it may be...... Probably the two of them are on the bar again. ”

At this time, I happened to catch Tian Junyi over.

He handed her the note in his hand and said, "My luck is a little bad, and the serial number at the back was not drawn, but the seventh number was drawn." ”

"It's okay, it's over early in the morning." Gu Zijun said to him, "I don't mind, anyway, we are already very well prepared." ”

"Mm-hmm, I'll cover you as much as I can." He said.

"Ahem, ahem."

Listening to the conversation between the two people in front of him, Nineteen Nian couldn't help coughing coldly.

Gu Zijun thought she had a cold.

"Girlfriend, do you have a cold? I think you're a little thinly dressed. Gu Zijun said to her.

Nineteen Nian hurriedly shook his head, "No, no." ”

Seeing that there was still a packet of mints on the table, in order to end the topic as soon as possible, she opened the packet of candy and gave it to Gu Zijun.

"Do you two want a mint? I have a lot more here, let's eat together. ”

Reaching out to take the candy of Nineteen Nian, Gu Zijun unceremoniously gave her an OK gesture.

After delivering the candy, Nineteen Nian quickly rushed away, "Oh, that, you two practice singing first, and I'll write for a while." ”

"Okay, then you keep writing, and I won't bother you." Gu Zijun turned his head to her.

After getting these two people, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing ahead, seeing that there were fewer and fewer people drawing numbers in front of him, Nineteen Nian thought to himself why he hadn't come back yet, and he had been drawing lots for so long.

"Hmm." After stretching, I didn't see him come back for a long time.

Nineteen Nian lowered his head again and tapped on his phone to write.

At the end of the drawing of serial numbers, the host stood on the stage again, "Please sit down at the bottom of the contestants who have drawn the serial numbers and prepare, our game is about to start." ”

There was a pause.

The host said, "Please ask the No. 1 player to help the wind, and the No. 2 player Hang Haoxuan to the first row to prepare." ”

Number one? Hearing the host in front of him call his name again, Nineteen Nian thought that he had accidentally misheard.

The host said the original words again, and she suddenly understood that she had not heard it wrong.

"Not really." She covered her mouth and looked ahead, just in time to see Fufeng holding the drawn serial number, walking towards the first row of seats.

"Come on! Look at him. Seeing this scene, Nineteen Nian whispered in his heart to cheer him up.

The preparations were over quickly, and when the host stood on the stage again with the microphone, the competition had begun.

After a simple propaganda recitation, the host said to the students in the audience, "Next, please ask the No. 1 contestant Fufeng to bring us the song "Today, Step Dream", and everyone applauds and welcomes. ”

In the applause, Fufeng walked onto the stage with a smile on his face.

The host also handed him the microphone in his hand, and the applause from the audience was very unstable, and at this moment, applause rang out again.

Fu Feng bowed deeply to everyone, and even though the serial number drawn was No. 1, he looked very calm.

"Today, Step Dream", hearing this familiar song title, Nineteen Nian thought he had heard it wrong, this is a Japanese song, it shouldn't be possible for him to sing a Japanese song, didn't he say before that he chose "Rotten Grass for Fireflies"? How can you get a ranking by singing Japanese songs?

The more she thought about it, the more deeply worried she became for him.

After bowing, Fufeng put the microphone to his lips and said to everyone, "Hello everyone, I am the No. 1 contestant Fufeng, and today, the song I want to bring to you is "Today, Step Dream". ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the accompaniment sounded unconsciously, probably the first contestant to sing on stage, and the atmosphere under the stage seemed very active.

Fufeng is not in a hurry to sing.

In the melodious accompaniment, he briefly introduced the song to everyone.

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