"I'm singing so badly?"

Wang Haodong was reborn, and he really can't remember the memories of "time" for decades.

It was just such a sentence that Wen San and Pan Jun began to criticize verbally and penually:

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, Brother Dong, this is not your time to train."

"Who hasn't learned your loyalty to the country? As soon as the opening of the mouth collapses and the earth cracks, Maitreya Buddha will be sung and wept by you. ”

"Do well, leave a way for sentient beings to live."

…

Wang Haodong looked at several people speechlessly.

In his previous life, after Wu Qing left, he would often take his guitar to the mangrove forest in Shenshi and hum softly.

It seems that that is already his only hobby, the high-end temperament of the old single dog who asks what the world is and can't stop crying on both sides of the strait, can still sing.

On the other side, Li Haichao seemed to be deliberately provoking, and looked directly at Wang Haodong.

There are more and more people coming around, and this guy really thinks of himself as a big star, and his momentum in the crowd is even stronger.

Wang Haodong took Pan Jun's guitar over.

"Don't!" Wen San was the first to run to Li Haichao's side, and Pan Jun also jumped up and ran away.

Wu Qing also instinctively wanted to leave, but as soon as the little girl got up, she felt that it was not good to go like this, and there was nowhere to go, so it was impossible to go to Li Haichao to listen to him sing.

So he asked in a daze: "Brother, they are all gone, what should I do?" ”

"Sit down!" Wang Haodong said while tuning the strings.

"Oh." Wu Qing was a little worried: "Brother, what do you want to sing?" ”

"Collapse ......"

Wang Haodong's fingers plucked the strings, and the crisp guitar notes drifted to the green grass.

A gust of wind blew, and it felt like it was coming.

"Before, my brother always wanted to sing to you, but alas..."

"What is a pity, brother?" Wu Qing didn't understand.

Wang Haodong stared at this little face, and his thoughts returned to his previous life.

Shaking his head: "It's nothing, you can just listen quietly." ”

Wu Qing was anxious: "Then, if I can't listen to it and run, you, will you scold me?" ”

"No matter how ugly it sounds, isn't it what I sang to you? Sit back and listen. Wang Haodong knocked her on the head.

Wu Qing lowered his little head aggrievedly and didn't dare to speak.

I thought about what kind of excuse I should find to leave if I couldn't listen to it later, so that my brother wouldn't scold me.

Thinking about it, the singing voice in Wang Haodong's mouth slowly came over.

I want to go to the mountains and rivers in the distance

I want to go to the beach and watch the sea breeze

No matter how much wind and rain there is

It's enough to have you

…

Love to look at the corners of your mouth

Love to look at your eyebrows

…

Wu Qing was stunned, looked up strangely, and saw Wang Haodong looking at her very gently.

Finger plucking of the strings is very skillful.

"It's... It seems like... It's not hard to hear..."

The natural slightly upturned eyes, in such a moment of surprise, highlight the kind of stunning temperament at a glance.

Listen and listen, Xiao Nizi seems to be surrounded by a thick warm current.

slowly propped up his knees, held his beautiful little goose egg face, and looked at Wang Haodong stupidly.

Just like when he was a child, Wang Haodong always said that he learned the Dharma sword, and dominating the rivers and lakes is just around the corner. Wu Qing must witness his peerless martial arts practice, holding a stick in front of him haha.

Then she would always hold her chin on the side and look at Wang Haodong waving a stick: "My brother is so stupid." ”

And this will, the kind of inseparable picture of childhood sweethearts growing up together will quietly enter the hearts of the people.

Wang Haodong saw that she had put her legs up, and pointed to her legs while singing.

Wu Qing playfully stuck out her tongue and quickly covered her skirt.

Wang Haodong stood up and had already sung to the climax.

While singing, he came to Wu Qing's little white face:

You look so good when you smile

Like spring flowers

Take all the troubles, all the sorrows

All of them are blown away

You look so good when you smile

…

Wu Qing's best response to Wang Haodong was: the shallow pear vortex at the corner of his mouth was exposed, and the white and neat teeth were exposed.

The little white face was also lazily lifted, full of the little girl's innocent fantasy: "Brother, it's so good." ”

Wang Haodong also smiled back at her with a very sunny and refreshing smile, looked at her clear eyes, and continued to sing:

You look so good when you smile

Like the summer sun

The whole world all the time

Beauty is like a picture scroll

…

Over there, many people also heard Wang Haodong's singing.

Many people looked back, listened and listened, and unconsciously walked to their side.

And at this moment, Wang Haodong and Wu Qing have been looking at each other, the kind of softness that is unique to childhood sweethearts, like a large-scale dog abuse scene.

At least, the greasy Li Haichao who used "The Moon Represents My Heart" over there couldn't sing anymore because he was abused, and he also got up and looked back at the two of them in a daze.

Wen San and Pan Jun originally covered their ears.

But suddenly found that someone on the side was walking towards Wang Haodong, so he also let go of his ears and turned around.

Wen San muttered: "Brother Dong, this muscular man who is engaged in sports... How can you sing so much..."

"Gentle?" Pan Jun added.

"Yes, gentleness." Wen San nodded.

On Wang Haodong's side, the singing had already fallen, and there was immediately a round of applause among the surrounding classmates.

"Wang Haodong, what's the name of this song, is Nicholas Tse singing? How come we haven't heard of it? ”

"No, is it Wu Bai's new song?"

The classmates began to chase Wang Haodong and ask.

Wu Qing saw that there were more and more people around, and quickly got up.

Wang Haodong looked at Xiao Nizi with tenderness: "Is it good?" ”

"Mm-hmm, that's good." Wu Qing's voice is like a wind chime in spring, and her ears are beautiful.

Wang Haodong smiled and touched her head: "If you like it, let's go, let's go over there, the teachers are almost there." ”

"Uh-huh, okay." Wu Qing grabbed Wang Haodong's arm and left.

However, someone in the back stopped doing it, and hurriedly asked: "Wang Haodong, you haven't told us yet, is this Wu Bai's new song!" ”

"yes, how can you do this, don't you whet our appetite."

Wang Haodong turned around and laughed: "Students, I want to say that this is a song I wrote myself, do you believe it?" ”

"I'm a fart, how can you write songs when you're engaged in sports."

"Yes, but you're still singing pretty well."

"Why don't you sing it to us again when the meeting starts?"

"Yes, sing it again, this song is beautiful, you sang Wu Bai's momentum!"

…

"Scold me." Wang Haodong couldn't help but complain when he heard the last words.

What a song, you say I sing like Wu Bai.

I was still in the mood to talk to them, but I lost my mood in an instant.

took Wu Qing to the banquet.

But these classmates started shouting behind them as if they had exploded.

"Wang Haodong, sing it again!"

"Wang Haodong, sing it again!"