After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 158 I love you who weighs 105 pounds

After solving the problem of sponsoring the school's New Year's Eve party, there are still two problems before the teenager.

The first one is to help Qiao Liang persuade Song Ci to join the dance team.

The second one is to help Bao Weiwei plan the New Year's Eve party performance for Class One, Senior One.

The first question has to be put aside, Song Ci is a very difficult person, not easy to persuade; let's solve the second question first.

Friday afternoon.

After school, the group of five went home together after a long absence.

On a dry cloudy day, the whole city looked like it was about to cry, and everyone changed into winter clothes.

Song Ci wore the same school uniform as before, except for a woolen vest in the middle, Anting was the same, and their woolen sweaters were of the same style, navy blue.

Needless to say, Aunt Song bought it together.

Bao Weiwei is not tall, wearing a down jacket and carrying a schoolbag, he looks clumsy.

Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun are relatively common winter styles.

On this day, Bao Weiwei's badminton racket broke, so he had to go to a sporting goods store in the old market to pull the string. In the past, he used a new way, but this time he took the old way.

An Ting picked up Bao Weiwei's racket while walking, and asked curiously, "Bad girl, how much do you weigh?"

"18..."

"Oh…"

Gao Fei on the side said meanly: "We're only 18 pounds, and he's still talking nonsense about destroying badminton courts all day long..."

Bao Weiwei kicked Gao Fei's knee and scolded: "Sister Lin Yong is such a good person, how could she fall in love with you, a scum!?"

Little strength, no pain.

Just left a footprint.

Gao Fei felt distressed and brushed off the dust on his trousers. Instead of being angry, Gao Fei stinks and shamelessly said, "It's hard to give up on a natural beauty."

Bao Weiwei was disgusted.

Although Gao Fei has an element of smugness, it is undeniable that this guy is considered a handsome guy, plus he has a good personality and can play with anyone. He is quite popular in the girl circle.

Among the senior ones, Gao Fei's popularity is second only to Anting, even higher than Wang Zihong.

Wang Zihong is prettier than Gao Fei, but he pretends too much. He really thinks of himself as a prince and offends many girls in private.

The old market in Nancheng District actually has many similarities with the small town.

The buildings on both sides have the style of the last century. There are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted on the sidewalk, which may be of some age, with protruding roots, making the bluestone road uneven.

The concrete road in the center is always congested, and cars, motorcycles and bicycles are often surrounded by water.

The old street full of holes is like a centenarian with a cane, trembling, walking day and night, watching the years year by year.

Always say no, but still strong.

This place is very similar to Bauhinia Street, but it is somewhat different. The old market is a commercial area, while Bauhinia Street is a residential area.

Along the way, Song Ci cared about Zhu Jiajun and said, "What have you been up to lately?"

Because Zhu Jiajun was not in the same class as the others, everyone knew the least about his recent situation.

Originally, Gao Fei was following up, but this guy recently got involved with senior sister Lin Yong, and he is a little more interested in sex than friends.

"Well, there is still one month until the New Year's Day party. I am busy with my seniors and sisters. This year's New Year's Day party is more troublesome. After all, it is a joint party, and we are still the organizer."

As a member of the student union, Zhu Jiajun should be a staff member on the night of the New Year's Eve party.

Although the autumn school sports meeting has passed, Zhu Jiajun has not given up the habit of exercising, and will still run two laps of the track and field every afternoon.

1.6 meters six…

weight…

Thinking of this, Song Ci, who had always been calm, frowned, and asked curiously, "Zhu Jiajun, how much do you weigh?"

Hearing this, Zhu Jiajun shook his head, with a trace of honesty, touched the back of his head, and said, "I don't know, I haven't weighed for a long time."

There is a pharmacy just ahead, and there is a scale at the door of the pharmacy.

At Bao Weiwei's suggestion, a group of five people walked to the door of the pharmacy and took turns to measure their weight and height.

Bao Weiwei, 158/105 catties

"Damn it, the little fat girl is actually me..."

Gao Fei couldn't hold back any longer, he laughed and said, "Baozi, you lost weight for one year, is that the statistic?"

"Goofy, Goofy!"

Seeing Bao Weiwei's weight figure, An Ting suddenly had inspiration for the performance of the New Year's Eve party, "Heh..."

Just when Anting was a little proud, Zhu Jiajun stood on the scale, and his data made everyone tremble.

166cm!

166 pounds!
Everyone: "."

In the end, An Ting didn't believe the evil, and asked the fat man to take off his shoes and jacket, and try again.

The fat man complied.

166!

166!

Data is as immovable as a mountain!
The most feared thing still happened, An Ting, Song Ci, Gao Fei and Bao Weiwei hugged each other, trembling.

The scariest episode of my childhood.

……

That night.

The hometown town, Bauhinia Street.

Settling down on the roof, here is still the same, with greenhouses, potted plants, tangerines, wicker chairs, and colorful light bulbs.

An Ting didn't miss the flash of inspiration in the afternoon. He thought of an interesting performance project based on Bao Weiwei's weight.

"Loving You at 105°C".

change it.

Change to...

"Love 105 Jin You".

Anting made a simple plan.

The original "You Who Love 105°C", because it is a Chinese song, and "Love scenario" is already in preparation, is not suitable for mysterious person A, so I still have to give it to Gu Xueli.

Sell ​​it to Tianyu Music in the name of Gu Xueli; and the adaptation of "You Who Love 105 Jin" will be directly taken to the New Year's Day party.

Earn money while playing.

An Ting sat on the wicker chair on the balcony, tossing and turning for several hours, from 11:30 to [-]:[-], barely finished playing the song and finished writing the lyrics.

Should say or not.

"SB", "U" and "Again", Anting did not remember the lyrics of any of the above lyrics, but this drool-worthy song, which he remembered clearly and completely.

Saliva songs are really easy to brainwash and catchy.

It is not too late.

The next step...is to change the lyrics.

Since rebirth, Anting's career line has always been inextricably linked to music, from "SB" needed by the IP of the secret base, to "See you again" needed by the identity of A.

It's just that he never enjoyed the fun of music.

Very ironic.

Those songs that shook the outside world did not make him feel.

And at this moment, when he was fantasizing about Bao Weiwei and adapting the song, it was the first time he experienced the joy of playing music.

That's called playing music.

Bao Weiwei, who was at home, sneezed wildly while watching Sailor Moon, "I always feel like someone is thinking about me."

In fact...Don't look at An Ting complaining about his little friends' farts all day long, and talking about troubles, he might enjoy it. Isn't that what youth is like, when encountering boring and trivial things, they help each other and solve them together .

Just this moment.

After taking a shower, Song Cici came up with a basin of underwear.

This is her daily habit. It used to be every night, but now it is every weekend night. When taking a shower, she washes her underwear, and then goes up to the roof to dry the clothes.

She was wearing autumn and winter sky blue pajamas, and she was wearing a pair of small slippers. Her hair was wet and scattered behind her back, and her body exuded a faint fragrance.

The air bangs may have been untrimmed for too long, and they are long. After getting wet, they have a little bit of cockroach whiskers, which is very cute.

As soon as he went out, Song Ci noticed the boy on the wicker chair and asked, "An Ting, what are you doing?"

While speaking, Song Ci put the basin on the rattan chair next to the boy, um... There are two rattan chairs + a glass table on the rooftop, and silently picked up a piece of underwear, and hung it up in front of An Ting.

There is nothing to be shy about, living together for more than half a year, drying clothes like this every day.

An Ting looked at the white hood, and said truthfully, "I'm helping Baozi prepare for the performance at the New Year's Eve party."

actually…

For the identity of A, perhaps many people look forward to the day when the identity will be made public, but Anting does not look forward to that day. If possible, Anting hopes to hide this identity forever.

The identity of A will disrupt my peaceful life.

Song Ci had already dried the veil, and picked up another pair of underwear. Hearing An Ting's answer, she walked over to the boy with curiosity, and looked at the small notebook on the table.

I couldn't see clearly, I bent down and lowered my head, squinting my eyes.

Covering the neckline with one hand, pressing the other on the armrest of the chair, the underwear on the hand accidentally covered the boy's arm.

"Pfft... you weigh 105 pounds, hahaha."

Song Ci was attracted by the lyrics and smiled brightly, not even noticing where her underwear was.

An Ting glanced at the wet kawaii underwear, feeling a little awkward in his heart, but he didn't reveal it, but said: "This song was sung by Sister Xueli, I just adapted it."

"Oh…"

Just fool around like this.

Anyway, this song will be given to Gu Xueli soon.

It's all written out, it's a pity not to cash it out.

Although everyone often goes to and from secret bases, the degree of intimacy between people is not the same.

Bao Weiwei is the favorite of the group, needless to say, he has a good relationship with anyone; Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun often go to the store to work part-time and establish a certain friendship with Gu Xueli.

Only Song Ci, she is not familiar with Gu Xueli, and the first impression is not good, whether it is the past of the Internet cafe network manager, or the pink hair, at best, they are nodding acquaintances.

only.

After the milk tea sister incident, Song Ci changed her opinion of Gu Xueli a little bit, admiring her, and said, "That sister didn't want the chance to become popular, so she stayed and worked in the store, right?"

Song Ci's competitive spirit is very strong. It's not that she approves of Gu Xueli's choice to give up the chance to become popular, but she is simply convinced by Gu Xueli's musical ability.

"Um…"

Mentioning the fact that Gu Xueli gave up signing the contract made An Ting feel a little complicated. He changed the subject a bit and asked, "By the way, is Xiaowai still harassing you?"

Ok…

In order to invite Song Ci to join the dance club and participate in the New Year's Eve party together, Qiao Liang often seeks out Song Ci during this time, and this incident caused a lot of waves in the school.

It's no small matter for the two most popular girls in No. [-] Middle School to get together.

Once these two perform on the same stage at that time, it is a real school idol.

Many people are looking forward to it.

Unfortunately, Song Ci was not happy.

Song Ci remained expressionless, and replied, "Yes, I come to dormitory 404 to look for me from time to time, and added my QQ...An Ting, do you know her very well?"

An Ting replied: "It's just a classmate + a friend."

At least at this stage, An Ting said this with a clear conscience.

"Then why do you care so much about me and her?" At this point, Song Ci seemed to realize something, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that she asked you to help be a lobbyist?"

Lobbyist, convinced himself to join the dance team, to participate in the New Year's Eve party.

"Well... She has asked me so much."

Upon hearing this, Song Ci's displeasure flashed across his face, and he took a step away from Anting.

Unexpectedly, An Ting added in the next second: "I really hope you join the dance club, not just for Qiao Liang, but for myself."

"yourself?"

The sky, which had been gloomy for many days, suddenly cleared up.

A ray of moonlight fell on the young man, matched with the small light bulb on the roof, An Ting showed a perky smile as always.

"I want to see Song Ci in a skirt, I want to see Song Ci dance, I want to see Song Ci be more lively."

Say half, don't say half.

He was afraid that Song Ci would not be in City C for the New Year's Eve party next year, and wanted to take this opportunity to make more good memories.

As the twilight falters, An Ting has never had anything to do with tenderness.

But at this moment, Song Ci read the gentle taste, like a shallow beach in midsummer that has been exposed to the sun for a long time, half cold and half hot, just right.

Wish I was livelier?

It's really an unexpected statement.

The weather is mainly dry and cold, girls will apply lip balm, and Song Ci is no exception.

The lip oil glows in the light.

Under the reflection of the moonlight and the small light bulb, An Ting seemed to see a curve of the girl's side face, a shining curve.

"You want to see me dance in a dress?"

"Um…"

"Then... then I'll think about it."

Then, after Song Ci finished drying the remaining socks, she went downstairs with hidden and cheerful steps.

After waiting for Song Ci to go downstairs, An Ting turned his face, looked at Xiao Nei Nei on his arm, sighed softly, and said, "You forgot this..."

(End of this chapter)