"Rong Sang's aunt and grandmother settled in Finland more than 30 years ago." Teacher Mu explained meaningfully, "When she was young, she was also a student of this college. ”

"Oh......" Bu Yanxi was even more confused, this teacher seemed to be very familiar with the Rong family.

"So, I want you to serve as the lead singer of the middle voice with Lu Xiaomeng."

Lead vocals in the middle voice?

Bu Yanxi was suddenly scared awake, "Lead the singer? "She's a terrible sound idiot.

"She values girls with high musical literacy." Teacher Mu continued.

"This has to do with me...... Does it matter? Bu Yanxi was at a loss, could it be that the aunt of the Rong family was a musician and wanted to take this opportunity to find an apprentice? However, there are more than 20 students in GleeClub, why did Teacher Mu single-handedly hit himself? Her musical talent is mediocre, and she has no interest in singing at all!

Teacher Mu showed an expression of hatred that iron could not be made of steel, "Of course, the perception of the elders is important. ”

Elders? It's the seniors, right?

Bu Yanxi thought that his mouth was purple, and he shirked it very seriously, "I don't have any talent for singing, and my memory is not good, otherwise, the teacher would still ask someone else ......."

"Teacher Mu."

Before she could finish speaking, a slightly accentuated male voice interrupted her.

Rong Sang walked over at some point, his eyes locked on the man's body, "What are you talking about?" ”

There was a bit of annoyance in his eyes.

Bu Yanxi suspiciously felt that the atmosphere between them was not the same, and for a while, neither did he walk, nor did he answer, and he stood in place a little inexplicably.

"I'm talking about your aunt and grandmother." Teacher Mu glanced at him with a smile, "Count it up, you haven't seen each other for several years." ”

Rong Sang pursed his lips slightly, and glanced at Bu Yanxi without saying a word.

"Forget it, let's follow the beginning." Teacher Mu said to her.

Bu Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, knowing that he was referring to the matter of letting her voice lead the singing.

"Okay, teacher, I'll go first." She nodded politely.

As soon as Bu Yanxi left, Rong Sang's face sank slightly when he turned to Teacher Mu.

"Why did you talk to her about that?"

"Which ones? The man pretended to be puzzled.

"I told you I didn't mean that to her." Ignoring his pretending to be stupid, Rong Sang coldly clasped his hands to his chest, "Uncle, you're a little nosy." ”

"Okay, okay, you're old, I can't control you." Teacher Mu immediately raised his hand to make a surrender, "It's good if you're happy." ”

Apparently ignoring his clarification again.

Rong Sang glanced at him helplessly, and didn't intend to emphasize it again, the more he explained, the more confused it became.

The day of rehearsal flies by.

At the beginning of the lanterns, after everyone returned to the hotel finished dinner, Mr. Mu let them live freely.

The students discussed the forecast of the aurora in the news, got together as they talked, and then left together in high spirits.

Bu Yanxi slowly finished the last bite of the meal and was ready to join in the fun.

Aurora.

She's never seen it either.

The East Bay of the Baltic Sea, the night is beautiful and cold, the tents of several explorers are set up on the beach not far away, the bustling lights at the other end of the city cannot penetrate, and the ethereal stars hang high in the night, connecting the other shore of the layers of scales, the waves are magnificent and beautiful.

When the Northern Lights fell, Buyan Creek had been blowing cold wind on the shore for more than an hour.

Large-scale smoky colors reflect each other, and the green and yellow aurora bands are colorful, and suddenly mixed with red-purple nebulae like flowing clouds, gathering and scattering, and the brilliance is poured out.