After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 160 Hei Changzhi and the Tomboy

That night, after the end of the evening self-study.

Bao Weiwei printed out this song, gave each student a copy, and distributed it to each student.

"Students, this is a song adapted by An Ting. We will perform it at the New Year's Eve party, and we will practice it every afternoon and evening after self-study and school. Try not to affect your studies."

While the students had no opinion, they had to look at An Ting with admiration. They didn't expect this guy to be so versatile and even adapt songs.

This guy is like Almighty.

Today, the students have a very three-dimensional impression of Anting—from a township in Beicheng District, single-parent family, average family background, work-study program, love of learning, excellent sports, good at rhythm, bold and unrestrained personality, just a little central air conditioning .

Gao Fei didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he booed: "No... you can't just hand out a piece of paper like this, you think the master can understand the music score, right?"

As soon as this word comes out.

All the smart people nodded one after another—do I look like I can understand the music score?

The most direct way is a live demonstration.

It must be the person who made the adaptation himself.

Bao Weiwei gave An Ting a look, and patted the podium, "Psychic art, summon the bad boy!"

"What ghost psychic technique!?"

In desperation, An Ting, as if he had been prepared for a long time, took the guitar, walked up to the podium, picked up the microphone on the podium, and held a small concert.

Either don't play, or have fun if you want to play.

All the students were very awesome and applauded wildly.

Bao Weiwei didn't take it easy, she recorded it with her mobile phone, it will be useful for future practice.

Anting played and sang very well. Although he didn't reach the professional level, he still has the level of Maiba in the K room.

Many passing students from the next class stopped and admired it with interest for a while.

If Director Luo of Star Entertainment Company knew about this, he would probably be pissed off. He wouldn't let this guy shoot a MV, but he was willing to hold a concert in class for free.

Ok…

In later generations, when fans of A pursue it, they will be surprised to find that this should be A's first concert.

……

At the same time that the New Year's Day party program of Class One and One in Senior One was finalized, an amazing news was spreading wildly in the campus.

Song Ci from Class One, Senior One, was invited by Qiao Liang, Class B, Senior One, to join the school dance team, and will also participate in the dance performance at the New Year's Eve party.

At the autumn school sports meeting, Song Ci and Qiao Liang competed on the same stage in the 200-meter high school girl, and the heat was already full.

Now that the style of painting has changed, the two have turned enemies into friends, and they are actually cooperating.

The two most popular girls in the first grade of high school will co-star in a project, and I look forward to it just thinking about it.

In fact.

In terms of personal popularity, for the time being, Song Ci > Qiao Liang.

Song Ci was not only the first grade in the mid-term exam, but also beat Qiao Liang in the women's 200 meters in the school sports meeting.

An Ting was still a little surprised - that night, although Song Ci said that he would consider joining the dance team, he did not expect to actually agree.

Once again, the young man belatedly discovered a misunderstanding—he had preconceived that Song Ci was a very difficult person, and that guy might not be so difficult to coax.

nine in the morning.

After the run was over, under the scorching sun, An Ting and Song Ci, who were wearing winter school uniforms, walked back to the classroom together and asked about this matter.

"Song Ci, have you really joined the dance club?"

Song Ci was still expressionless, nodded, and pretended to be calm and said: "Well, don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with what you said last time, I didn't want you to see me dancing in a skirt, I just reflected on myself, and I really ignored Lao Xiao. Combining leisure and leisure, want to participate in recreational activities and relax."

"Yes, yes, what Miss Song Ci says is what she says."

"Don't call me young lady."

An Ting asked again: "When will the rehearsal start?"

"Well, the time is relatively tight. It should start today. Every day at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, we will gather in the dance room on the fourth floor of the art building."

The time is rushed, but enough.

It's early December now, and there are still about three weeks before the New Year's Day party. There are about 10 minutes of dancing in total. As long as you train well, the performance will not be bad.

"Then I won't cheer you up, just have fun."

Hearing this, Song Ci turned his face away and looked at the boy with strange eyes, "Weird boy, he always doesn't play cards according to the routine, normal people will cheer me up, let me win prizes or something..."

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't win the prize..."

"An Ting, I really have a different view from yours. I like to win, and I like to be ahead..."

Anting and Song Ci are very different in some concepts. The former hopes that everyone can be happy, while the latter's first priority is to win.

"Actually... Song Ci doesn't need to be so perfect, you are so perfect, so what use is there for me?"

Hearing the boy's words, the girl with the high ponytail was slightly taken aback.

Human beings live in groups, and one person will eventually encounter unsolvable things, so he needs the company and help of relatives, friends and lovers.

You are so perfect, so what use is there for me?

After a brief hesitation, Song Ci quietly quickened his pace, a few steps faster than the boy.

Just when An Ting thought that the other party didn't understand her words, the girl walked halfway, turned her head suddenly, smiled, and said: "But... while winning, I will try my best to have fun, and you are allowed to expect me to look like I wear a skirt. "

The instant smile, like the warm spring wind in March, mixed with the fragrance of Bauhinia, passes through the hall.

An Ting was a little dumbfounded.

Over time, this girl still became lively.

……

Five p.m.

Qiao Liang appeared at the door of Class [-] and Class [-] on time, wearing a red hooded sweater, dark blue school uniform trousers on the lower body, and basketball shoes, with a cat's head and a cat's head, leaning out her upper body at the front door of the classroom.

It immediately attracted the attention of many people.

She seems to have grown a centimeter taller.

With a height of 172, he is destined to stand out from the crowd, and he likes to wear red and blue contrasting colors, which is very eye-catching.

"Song Cici, there is a super invincible and extremely beautiful girl looking for." Qiao Liang made a trumpet shape with her hands and put them next to her mouth. The voice was not too loud, but it was enough for the whole classroom to hear.

It made a lot of noise in the first and first class of senior high school.

Qiao Liang had a strong affection for Song Ci.

Song Ci wasn't used to Qiao Liang's personal style yet. Although she was a little unaccustomed, she still went out obediently, "Well, Qiao Liang, wait for me."

The recent temperature difference between day and night is very large, and there is still a temperature difference between indoor and outdoor.

Before going out, Song Ci, who was originally wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt + woolen vest, changed into a school uniform jacket.

At that moment, when Song Ci, who was wearing a high ponytail and airy bangs, and Qiao Liang, who was a tomboy with short hair and dull hair, stood at the door of the classroom of Class One and One, Wang Zihong and other boys couldn't help but cover their eyes.

One is a perfect girl, and the other is a black-bellied little devil.

So dazzling.

Rags suck!
Does this beauty really exist in the real world?
When leaving, he passed the back door of the classroom, and An Ting was right here, and his seat was at the back.

Seeing An Ting who was bowing his head to do his homework, Qiao Liang became playful and shouted, "Brother Ting, we are rehearsing in the dance room on the fourth floor of the art building, and you are specially allowed to bring supplies to come to express condolences~"

As soon as this word comes out.

All the boys in the class were staring at An Ting fiercely with murderous eyes.

Even if Song Ci is your girlfriend, why is Qiao Liang so close to you? !
It's just the enemy of boys.

An Ting suddenly had a black line on his forehead, I just want to study hard.

This is not irony, he really wants to study, in early December, it is very close to the New Year's Day party, and it is not far from the final exam.

Go read that!
It's just that the young man saw through Qiao Liang's intentions. This girl was deliberately trying to attract people's hatred for herself. She rested her chin on one hand and replied, "I don't want to..."

Don't bring supplies to condolences to the girls in your dance club.

Unexpectedly.

The moment An Ting's voice fell, the murderous eyes of the boys in the class became even sharper, almost cutting the boy into pieces.

An Ting realized something and held his forehead, feeling even more helpless.

Hmm... I fell into the trap, and this "I don't want it" is the most hated thing.

The opportunity we dreamed of, you turned it down so decisively.

Qiao Liang is worthy of being an extraordinary master, his rank is too high, a casual sentence is a proposition, there are pitfalls before and after, agreeing is death, not agreeing is death.

"Hey…"

(End of this chapter)