The Rebirth Of The Villain In The City, The Rich Second Generation

Two days passed in a flash.

On Thursday night, because the exam was approaching, the students in some classes of high school did not enter the classroom for self-study, and they were still frolicking in the classrooms and corridors.

It's a relaxation before the exam.

There are also some classes that are stared at by the head teacher and study by themselves as usual. This is the class where Su Zhiwen is.

Zheng Yingying was sitting at the desk at this time, lowered her head to write the lesson plan, and occasionally looked up at the students.

But the outside sound is so noisy that few students can study in peace.

Not halfway through the first self-study class, there were singing in some classes, as well as carnival-like shouts and thunderous applause from time to time.

Which class seems to be organizing the event.

How can this make the students who stay in the classroom self-study bear it?

Not to mention students, even Zheng Yingying couldn't help himself.

Helplessly said: "Forget it, the monthly exam tomorrow will not make you too nervous. There are activities in other classes, so let's have some activities in our class.

Relax appropriately and adjust your mentality by the way. "

"Great!"

"Long live Teacher Zheng!"

Upon hearing Zheng Yingying's words, the students suddenly cheered loudly.

"Speak a little bit, although there are activities to be done, it cannot be unorganized or undisciplined."

Zheng Yingying patted the desk and asked the students to calm down, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

"I will do magic!"

"I can street dance!"

"..."

Some students with special skills rushed to recommend themselves and wanted to perform on stage.

"Stop! Since you are all so talented, then come up and perform one by one." Zheng Yingying called to stop in time, and then let the students continue, the get out of class would be over.

Next, talented students came to the podium one by one and performed some performances.

Some students were really talented and learned. At the end of the performance, they won praise and applause from the students.

There are also some students who just came to the stage to play treasures, and they were ridiculed and coaxed by the crowd as soon as they went up.

After all, there are only a few students who want to express themselves, and it doesn't take long for all the performances to end, and it is still too early before the end of the evening self-study.

So someone suggested: "Sing it better, Teacher Zheng, you start, and we will continue singing."

"You can sing," Zheng Yingying nodded. "I'll turn on the multimedia. You can sing along with the accompaniment."

Zheng Yingying agreed to the students' suggestion, but she didn't want to start this, because she believed that singing was too ugly, and she didn't want to lose face in front of the students, which would damage her image in front of the students.

"Teacher Zheng, let Su Zhiwen sing. He sings well." Xu Yueyan immediately suggested when Zheng Yingying agreed to let the students sing.

What's the meaning of class chorus? Listening to Su Zhiwen's singing is just enjoyment!

"Yes, let Su Zhiwen sing!"

"Let Su Zhiwen sing!" Hearing Xu Yueyan's words, the classmates who had been to Xu Yueyan's birthday party echoed, and even Xiao Chuchu shouted.

Someone in the class shouted together, and others would follow along with the rhythm. As a result, the whole class was shouting.

Of course, except for Lin Qi, he is sore at the moment.

"Su Zhiwen!"

"Su Zhiwen!"

"..."

Zheng Yingying didn't know how good Su Zhiwen sang, but when she heard the voices of her classmates, although she was surprised, she didn't let her classmates like it.

"Then let Su Zhiwen sing."

Immediately, the students began to applaud, looking at Su Zhiwen expectantly.

"Singing is okay, can I bring my own equipment?" Su Zhiwen reached into the desk and took out a microphone from inside.

"Ha ha......"

The students couldn't help laughing. They didn't expect Su Zhiwen to bring the microphone with him.

"No problem." Zheng Yingying also smiled and agreed.

Su Zhiwen's microphone was actually taken out of the system backpack. This prop is an X weapon. Without it, Su Zhiwen feels that he is half of his force.

Stepping onto the stage, Su Zhiwen put the microphone to his mouth.

After two seconds of silence, he said:

"To realize our dreams, we need to experience ups and downs, as well as confusion and disappointment. On the way of pursuing our dreams, we need to be indomitable and not afraid of difficulties and obstacles. As long as we persist, we will eventually break through the clouds and rain and see the rainbow."

"A "Young Dream Chasing Boy" is given to you and to myself. No matter how long and how many setbacks we experience, we are still the boy who chased the dream."

"Oh oh oh!"

When Su Zhiwen's voice sounded, all the senior high school students present here were all boiling. Seventeen or eighteen, at the age of youth and passion, who doesn't have a dream in his heart?

With the exciting rhythm sounded, Su Zhiwen's singing swayed in the classroom:

"Look at the meteor piercing the night sky

Make a wish in my heart

The wind sings for me

The cloud floats for me

Dreaming boy rushes forward

You make my dreams different

......

I am a teenager who never gives up

Firm faith burns this test

Not afraid of the rain hitting my face head on

Brave people are not afraid of challenges

......"

The voice was high, stirring the hearts and souls of everyone, urging people to make progress, and cheering the students on the road to dreaming.

In the classroom, the students and Zheng Yingying were shocked, and a group of students from other classes were also attracted outside the classroom.

"I am a boy who never gives up chasing his life

Passion is unlimited, light spreads at any time

I'm not afraid of the long road, I stride forward

Believe that tomorrow's dream can be realized

Believe that tomorrow’s dream will come true"

When the last sentence of the lyrics fell, there was a tsunami of applause and shouts.

"One more song!"

"One more song!"

The students in this class hadn't spoken yet, and there were already shouts outside the classroom. They were all attracted by Su Zhiwen's singing.

Someone took the lead, and of course others followed suit.

Zheng Yingying couldn't help holding her forehead, and she couldn't help it now.

"Cough cough" Su Zhiwen took the microphone to cough, and said, "Then I will sing "I like you" again."

"Oh oh oh!"

"Oh oh oh!!"

"Ohhhhh!!!"

Hearing that Su Zhiwen had to sing another song, the students were excited and let out a weird cry.

Because it is a love song, these boys and girls are all at the age of their first love. Who doesn't have a crush in their heart?

This song is easy to make people think about it.

Su Zhiwen did not hesitate, and began to sing along with the accompaniment:

"The drizzle drenches the streets at dusk

Wipe away the rain and look up for no reason in my eyes

Looking at the lonely night light

It's that sad memory

I have countless thoughts in my heart again

The laughter still hangs on my face for a while

I hope you know now

Is my heartfelt voice

I like your eyes

Laughter is more charming

I wish I could caress you again

That cute face

Talking in sleep

Like yesterday you shared me

......"

When Su Zhiwen sang, his eyes always met Zheng Yingying intentionally or unintentionally.

That handsome face, coupled with the affectionate singing, is too sultry for Zheng Yingying!

She became nervous, and she couldn't stand it.

Every time she looks at Su Zhiwen, she looks away first.

Zheng Yingying can't help but feel ashamed, ‘Zheng Yingying, what are you thinking about, he is just your student. ’

[Ding, the heroine Zheng Yingying’s favor with the host increases by 10, the current intimacy is 30, and the reward is 200 for the villain]

Hearing the system prompt, Su Zhiwen secretly delighted, this beautiful head teacher is also so good!

(I'm so happy, I can't help but want to chant a poem:

I've come from traveling,

Panic day and night.

A thousand words of water,

The word count is still short. )

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