I Will Die If I Don’t Give Birth To The Male Lead!

Lin Jingshu took a deep breath and wrote "Lu Ranran's "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style" Solo" on the record book. The number in front is the eleventh.

There are only ten programs selected in the class, and many people have not reported. The class is full of talents and has received aristocratic education since childhood. Art is a required course.

She didn't believe that she couldn't pick out ten shows that could compare to "The Most Dazzling National Style".

What's more, teacher Wang, the head teacher, did not want this song to be selected.

It's really shameful.

Thirteen had already been reported that night.

Lin Jingshu estimated that there might be fifteen in the end.

The elimination rate in the first round can reach more than 30%. After the ten programs are submitted, they will have to go through the selection of ages and schools. In the end, it is estimated that only three will be on stage.

She didn't believe it, it was just "The Most Dazzling National Style", and it could go to the end.

Those who grew up in the orphanage were those who grew up in the orphanage, and even if they fly onto the branches, they will not become a phoenix.

She looked at the first line of the record book: Lin Jingshu's piano solo

After watching for a while, suddenly raised his hand to cross out the line.

She doesn't want to play solo.

She wants to play with people.

At dinner, Chen Liren asked Lu Ranran to eat with her, but Lu Ranran refused.

Chen Liren is going to feed the pigs, so she doesn't want to watch, she has a needle eye.

And she was used to being alone. She was alone in the third middle school and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But when Huang Yankun called her together, she thought about it and agreed.

Just thank him for the marshmallow.

Huang Yankun saw that Lu Ranran actually agreed, and Le Dian happily took out the meal card, "The first meal, I'll treat you, Sister Ran can do whatever you want!"

Lu Ranran: "Please, thank you for the marshmallows." As he said, he bent down to find his meal card in the desk.

Huang Yankun felt guilty for a while, thinking that he had been running for so long, so he bought half of it. Then he bit the bullet and responded vaguely. He turned around and asked, "Ji Zeyang, are you with us?"

Ji Zeyang raised his eyes, without looking at Huang Yankun, his gaze fell on Lu Ranran next to him, and he swept lightly, without a sound.

The latter was busy looking for a meal card, but didn't notice at all.

Therefore, Lu Ranran was taken aback when he saw that Ji Zeyang was also with him.

After talking about dinner for two, how come you have become three people?

001: "Hahahaha, Ji Zeyang must know that he was wrong, and want to ease the relationship with you, hahahaha, Lu Ranran, you will win immediately. Toilet play toilet play! This time, he will definitely be overthrown! Stuffed with sauce! in!"

Lu Ranran: "..."

Go in a dream, even if you can really push her, you don't want to.

She didn't want to be like the girls who went to and out of the painless abortion clinic in their teens. It was too scary.

After the three people bought the meal, Huang Yankun was dumbfounded at the food on Lu Ranran's plate.

Some seafood, two steaks, one fried rice, one chicken drumstick, and a large glass of milk!

Ji Zeyang took a bite of carrots.

On the first night Lu Ranran returned to Lu's house, he saw how appetizing someone was.

Less than three hours after eating a huge cake, you can get up to make egg fried rice.

He swallowed, "Sister Ran, are you eating these?"

Lu Ranran: "Ah, what's the matter?"

Huang Yankun laughed dryly: "Hehe, nothing, the first time I saw a girl eat so much."

Lu Ranran: "I am growing up!"

Huang Yankun: "How tall are you?"

Lu Ranran: "It's a little more than one meter and seven meters. I don't know the details. I haven't measured it for a long time."

Huang Yankun: "..."

He estimated that it would be 1.75 meters.

Already almost as tall as many boys.

No matter how long it is, isn't it taller than many boys?

Fortunately, he and Ji Zeyang are both tall enough, one is 184 and the other is 185. Otherwise, wouldn't it be terrible to be compared with girls?

And the other person is not fat after eating so much!

Simply unscientific.

At the dinner table, Ji Zeyang has been eagerly lowering his head to eat, only Huang Yankun and Lu Ranran, Balabala, talked endlessly.

Huang Yankun: "Sister Ran, how heavy are you?"

Lu Ranran: "One hundred and two, I don't know how much."

She looks slender, but she is quite heavy without her clothes.

Huang Yankun: "Hahahaha, now it is said that there are no more than a hundred good women."

Lu Ranran: "Fart, I also said that a good man is not less than 18 centimeters."

Huang Yankun: "Puff...cough cough cough cough..."

He coughed violently.

Ji Zeyang finally stopped and said lightly: "Don't talk while eating."

Lu Ranran shrugged and came again.

She didn't take it to heart at all, "You two reacted so strongly, wouldn't it be less than eighteen centimeters?"

Huang Yankun coughed, his face flushed, and suffocated his breath: "How...how could it be, I am definitely 18 centimeters long, Ji Zeyang knows, right."

Ji Zeyang: "I don't know."

Huang Yankun: "You..."

Lu Ranran: "Hahahaha."

Huang Yankun: "... 嘤嘤嘤."

Ji Fei Gou jumped a meal.

On the way back, Lu Ranran and Huang Yankun were walking in front and talking, and Ji Zeyang followed not far away.

The gaze fell on the girl in front, from the ears, to the neck, to the shoulders, to the waist, to the legs... and finally fell on the slender but not weak wrist.

She rolled up the sleeves of her school uniform, revealing half of her beautiful forearm, which should be tanned, and the sun sprinkled on it, like thick honey.

It's completely different from the girls in the school who are filled with one white.

Wild, primitive, elegant and full of vitality...

Reminiscent of the endless golden wheat field, a girl in tulle running wildly.

He remembered the stunning glance that night.

At the door of the classroom, Lin Jingshu stood in the corridor outside, leaning on the one-meter-high balcony fence, seeming to be looking at the campus scenery.

When Ji Zeyang walked in, she suddenly turned around, blushing and accurately blocked his way.

"Please wait a minute."

Obviously, watching the scenery is just her disguise.

Her attention is not on the landscape.

Ji Zeyang stopped, and the two entered the classroom happily in front, without noticing what happened later.

He retracted his gaze and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lin Jingshu took a deep breath, raised her head to meet the boy's dark and cold eyebrows, she couldn't help but feel trance again.

She felt that if Ji Zeyang smiled at herself with these eyes, she would be dizzy and agree if she let her die.

She took a deep breath again, enduring the beating heart, and asked: "I want to ask, are you planning to report for the Spring Festival Games?"

Ji Zeyang: "Yeah."

Ready to leave after speaking.

"Wait!"

Lin Jingshu suddenly stretched out her hand, trying to hold him.

Was quickly avoided by Ji Zeyang.

She threw herself away.

Ji Zeyang said: "Sorry, I am not very used to contacting people."

Lin Jingshu: "It's okay, I want to invite you to play with me, can you?"

Ji Zeyang frowned and said, "I can't play the piano."

Lin Jingshu: "It's okay, I play the piano, you play the violin."

After speaking, looked at him expectantly, "Can you?"

No one knows that Ji Zeyang can play the violin and has very good skills.

It is also because of this that she will like him.

It was two years ago, when she and her parents went to Lu's house together, and when they were bored out for wandering, they heard the sound of the violin, which was Beethoven's moonlight sonata.

At that time, her piano had already passed the ninth level. Following the sound of the piano, she saw a teenager standing on the windowsill and playing the violin.

Moonlight is like practice, sprinkling on him, and melodious music surrounds him.

That scene has been played back in her mind countless times.

She wanted to say hello to him, but before she could speak, he suddenly turned and left the balcony.

Later, on the way back, after hearing her parents talk about it, she realized that he was the boy who had held the wrong boy in the Lu family.

Ji Zeyang: "I'm sorry, I don't know how to play the violin. Look for someone else."

After speaking, he crossed Lin Jingshu and entered the classroom.

Lin Jingshu stood there, turning back to her position with red eyes for a long time, opened the book, and re-written the crossed out program: Lin Jingshu Piano Solo Music: Moonlight Sonata

The next day, Lin Jingshu handed in the program schedule, and teacher Wang, the head teacher, saw Lu Ranran's "The Most Dazzling National Style" at first sight, and the scene was completely black.

Teacher Li from Class 3 came over and said, "Let me look at the program schedule of your class....Puff! The most dazzling ethnic style?!"

Teacher Wang has no love for a while, look, she knows that the title of this song can detonate the audience.

Is this a good thing!

Do not!

When this song is posted, the first grade of high school will become a joke for the whole school.

Just when she was about to think of a way to cross out the show, there was a knock on the door outside, Ji Zeyang: "Teacher, I have something to discuss with you."

Teacher Wang took a deep breath and quickly called someone in.

She also wanted to discuss with Ji Zeyang about something, this song really couldn't be played.

Ji Zeyang entered the office, and the other teachers met, all smiling and greeted warmly.

Good grades, good looks, polite, low-key, no trouble, such students are the teacher's favorite no matter where they go.

Ji Zeyang said hello to the teachers, and Teacher Wang asked him to sit down and say.

Ji Zeyang: "Thank you teacher, but no need, it's just a small matter...." After a pause, he continued: "Is the teacher not going to report Lu Ranran's program?"

The operability of voting is too strong.

Teacher Wang: "I also want to discuss this with you. This song is really very different from the style of our class. Moreover, the competition for age selection and school selection is fierce, and this song is likely to fail."

Ji Zeyang: "If she changes to another song, is that okay?"

Teacher Wang was stunned for a moment, "Change one?"

Ji Zeyang: ""Hidden Wings", I will sing with her. If she doesn't agree to change the song, we will discuss "The Most Dazzling National Style", okay?"

His attitude is very polite, it's a totally discussing tone, but it makes people can't help but follow his ideas.

Very terrible persuasiveness.

At the same time he throws the bait, and he sings with her.

Ji Zeyang has never performed in public.