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As soon as Rong Yuheng closed his wheat, the progress of the whole class was as smooth as flowing water.

The remaining students opened their voices one by one, with varying strengths. After a round, the best singing skills are still Qi.

Rong Yuheng noticed that a well-known boy who sang hip-hop was also good. He had a strong lyricist and his name was Bian Chen.

Perhaps it was the mutual exclusion between the strong. He always felt that Bian Chen was faintly releasing his hostility to Shan Qi, and every time he sang two sentences, he would "yoyo" twice in the direction of Shan Qi.

Looks very wise.

Rong Yuheng was a little hit with confidence.

Why doesn't Bian Chen "yoyo" toward him? Does he despise himself?

Is it because his hero song is not good enough, or the tango is not good enough.

Jin Zhiyao was commenting on Bian Chen's performance in front of him. Suddenly, Rong Yuheng's arm was lightly patted. He turned his head and turned out to be Shan Qi.

Shan Qi didn't know when he walked around behind him, hung his head and whispered, "Why are you unhappy?"

Rong Yuheng was suddenly seen through, and his heart was startled, but his face remained calm, "I am not unhappy."

Shan Qi glanced at his pouted little mouth, "I haven't seen anyone who is happy with this expression."

"..."

Without waiting for Rong Yuheng's sophistry, Shan Qi's eyes flashed with warmth and movement, "Are you fighting for me?"

Rong Yuheng was so startled that his mouth narrowed, his little ears seemed to be unable to hear clearly, "...what?"

"When he provokes me, your eyes are so hot that I can't ignore it at all."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

No, I just want to be among your strongest.

Nearing the meal, the first day of teaching also ends here.

Rong Yuheng felt that he was going crazy with starvation. He was still a young tree with red roots, how could he grow into a towering tree without sunshine and nectar.

After the other students disbanded, they went to the cafeteria downstairs in twos and threes. Pu Zaixi rushed over from the other side of the classroom, laughing wildly while running.

"Hahahahahaha... I can finally laugh out loud! You are such a treasure boy!"

Rong Yuheng didn't want to ignore him at all.

Pu Zaixi, the little idiot, said as if he had never laughed. When Jin Zhiyao broke the power before, it was obviously his first laugh!

Pu Zai twirled around Rong Yuheng a few times like a butterfly, then patted the latter's shoulder and flew away, "You still have to make up classes, I won't wait for you!"

Rong Yuheng waved his hand numbly and walked quickly...

The classroom was instantly empty, leaving only him and Wen Zezong.

Wen Zexuan leaned on the pole at the other end of the classroom and looked over with his arms, "What are you still doing over there?"

Rong Yuheng hurriedly ran over.

When he stood still, Wen Zexang said, "Let's sing."

Rong Yuheng took a deep breath, "Dahe..."

"Change one."

"..."

He pursed his mouth and paused, and finally chose to surrender, "I'm sorry, Teacher Wen, I don't know how to sing much."

"You won't have many meetings, are you still participating in the draft?" After Wen Zexang said, he felt that his tone was a bit sharp, so he slowed down a little. One or two."

Rong Yuheng was embarrassed to tell Wen Zezong that he actually grew up watching Fan. He can sing a few words in One Punch Man's op.

Rong Yuheng racked his brains for a while, and finally came up with a movie and TV song.

He cleared his throat tentatively, "I'm going to sing."

Wen Zezhen unexpectedly heard the smell of "high-energy warning" inexplicably, and he gave a soft "um".

Rong Yuheng slowly opened his mouth under Wen Zezhen's vigilant gaze.

"Deduction of an eternal case

Too many to write wrongs~

Can't tell enough, unwilling

Cry ~ uuuu ~ heaven..."

The voice of faint resentment flows smoothly from between the lips and teeth, like resentment like admiration, like weeping like complaint, lingering between the two people, silky tangled.

Especially the "cry" was very long, with the undulating shaking of the mountains, it shook into "uuuuu..."

Rong Yuheng was full of sorrow and grief, and he was very pretentious.

Wen Zezong stuck in his chest cavity in one breath, and did not vomit out for a long time—

It turned out to be "Dou E's strange injustice"!

Without waiting for him to stop, Rong Yuheng entered the climax part of himself, stretched his neck like a dying swan, making a sound of eternal injustice.

"Odd injustice~Odd injustice~

It's hard to let go of the grievances

Strange injustice left a history of regret

Life...like smoke..."

…

Outside the door of the music room, Qiao Tan put his hand on the doorknob, and did not dare to open the door after a long silence.

He was here to ask Wen Zezong to eat. Before he even entered the door, he heard the faint "Dou E's Odd Injustice" from the crack of the door, and a strange enchantment was formed faintly.

Qiao Tan stopped outside the barrier for a while, and finally turned and left.

Song Tang, who was waiting at the entrance of the corridor, saw Qiao Tan returning alone, and couldn't help being curious, "Where is Mr. Wen?"

Qiao Tan didn't look back, "Let's eat it ourselves, he seems to be doing things."

"..."

It was half an hour after Rong Yuheng finished making up classes.

I have to say that although Wen Zezhen seems to be difficult to get along with, he is very attentive in his lectures and proposes many improvement plans for himself, such as looking at his brain.

Rong Yuheng has benefited a lot, and it is recorded in the book.

"I'm back." He pushed open the dormitory door.

"How is it, Brother Zong's individual tuition!" Pu Zaixi got up from the bed excitedly.

"Ms. Wen is very responsible," Rong Yuheng thought for a while, and decided to rectify Wen Zezong's name. "He is not as difficult to get along with as we thought. He is very patient where I don't understand."

He added, "It also gave me a lot of love." The mentally retarded look.

Pu Zaixi sighed, "Wow... I thought Brother Zong had a bad personality. I didn't dare to say anything extra when he taught us."

When Pu Zaixi said this, he suddenly showed admiration.

"During your audition, did you ask Brother Zong to lift up your butt?"

"..." Rong Yuheng recalled, nodding silently.

Zou Yi just came out of the shower and was amazed when he heard this, "You know, I was stunned when I watched the live broadcast. Do you really dare to say, is it possible to have the blessing of the Bodhisattva?"

"I'm just for the effect of the performance." Rong Yuheng didn't think there was anything before. When he was told by his roommate at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a touch of regret.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Wen would come to substitute the class. I feel weirdly embarrassed when I see his ass."

The little dormitory fell silent for a moment.

Pu Zaixi felt that the trough was dull.

It's not a question of seeing the **** embarrassing or not!

You don't care about the feelings of Brother Xing at all, you are the only one in your heart!

After a long while, Zou Yi said, "Let's change the topic."

Rong Yuheng & Pu Zaixi, "...seconds."

However, before they could start a new topic, the door of the dormitory was pushed open. Zhou Shubai walked in with a pocket, walked straight to Rong Yuheng, and passed the bag over.

"My master ordered Georgian food for you."

Rong Yuheng was taken aback. He really didn't expect Zhou Shubai to order meals for himself.

"Brother Shubai..."

Pu Zaixi said "Ah", "I said just now that you were left to make up classes, so Shubai said that you must have not eaten! Wow, Shubai, I have changed my outlook on you, you are quite considerate! "

Zhou Shubai was anxious and frustrated, "What does it mean to change my attitude? This young master is a good person!"

Rong Yuheng instantly moved forward and cried loudly. Two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks,

"Brother Shubai, you are really a living Bodhisattva! Wow wow wow wow..."

Zhou Shubai was startled by his sudden hug and tears, and even squatted to speak.

"Fuck, no, you... why are you crying..."

Zou Yi and Pu Zaixi were also shocked—

Although it is very touching, it won't really shed tears!

And it was tears in a second, what kind of physiological structure is Rong Yuheng!

But Rong Yuheng is indeed a person who is particularly touched, especially now that he is alone, he is suddenly cared for, and he feels that his delicate nerves have been touched at once.

He cried for a while, until the saliva in his mouth was drawn, and the light reflected brightly, and then he closed his mouth.

Rong Yuheng raised his hand and wiped his eyes, then took his pocket.

The dishes inside are still hot, and the packaging is exquisite, and you can see that they are ordered from a large restaurant.

Zhou Shubai was a little awkward, "You helped me with my luggage today, I just want to thank you. I've said that I will invite you to eat Georgian food, it will only cost more than 400, which is not expensive at all."

Three people, "..."

Well, the nature of this stupid show of wealth remains unchanged.

It was nine o'clock in the evening when Wen Zezhen returned home.

His father, Wen Zhongyun, is an older generation of opera masters. At this point, he still has a tape recorder in the living room and babbles along with him.

When Wen Zezhen passed by, he heard a couple of sentences. It turned out to be "Dou E's Injustice" in the opera. The tune turned sad, awakening some memories that he originally wanted to be dusty.

Wen Zizong's ears unconsciously sounded the faint singing of "a strange injustice ~ a strange injustice ~ but it is difficult to let go of fate", and this drama is unexpectedly matched.

He raised his hand and pressed the sudden temple, secretly saying that he was not shocked by the devil.

The sound of singing stopped abruptly, and Wen Zhongyun yelled, "Zezhen, why come back so late?"

"Director Chen Li's audition, ask me for a few lessons from past generations."

"Oh..." Wen Zhongyun replied slowly, and then said, "You have a stern face all the time, the students don't like you, right?"

"..." Wen Zezong.

"Why, I was wrong? Is there any student who doesn't open his eyes likes to lean in front of you?"

A face appeared in Wen Zezong's mind subconsciously, thinking that he couldn't keep his eyes open, this person is simply lack of heart.

"Huh? What are you laughing at?" Wen Zhongyun suddenly leaned forward with novelty, and then said firmly, "You have a little secret!"

Wen Zezhen reacted and pressed the corners of his mouth, "I didn't smile." After speaking, he turned and walked into the house.

Wen Zhongyun screamed "It's a blue sky" behind him, "I don't want to stay here!"

The bedroom door closed with a "click", isolating the endless screaming of a generation of old artists.

Wen Zezhen sighed tiredly, changed his clothes and walked into the bathroom with slippers. It was almost twelve o'clock when he got out of the bath and packed up his things. There will be work tomorrow, and he will almost have to sleep.

The bedroom light was turned off with a "pop", and the dark room quickly fell silent. After ten minutes, only even breathing could be heard.

…

Three o'clock in the morning.

It is Wan Lai's silence.

Wen Zezhen suddenly woke up from his dream, and when he reacted, he realized that he was awakened by his own laughter.

Not to mention how funny the incident of being awakened by his own laughter itself is, just what happened to him, Wen Zezong, is enough to be unthinkable.

Wen Zezhen laughed dumbly for a while, and found it a little fresh. He looked at the pitch-black ceiling and reminisced about it.

In the last scene before waking up from the dream, it seems that a person is singing "The Heroic Song" and dancing tango with extreme stubbornness.

The author has something to say: Wen Zezhen later realized: It turns out that I was laughed at at that time.