"Laoban, why haven't you come yet?"
"Didn't I say that today's class meeting is about electing a class committee member?"
"Should we choose class committee? Or run for class committee?"
"Didn't you talk about re-electing the class committee?"
In the classroom, discussions broke out one after another.
"Where's the old man?" Ling Shuchu knocked on the edge of the table with his hand. It must have been three or four minutes since the bell rang. "He is not someone who is used to being late."
"Yes, we agreed to choose the class committee member for this class. Where is the person?" Wang Xiaoxiao agreed.
"Whether you choose or not, you are all members of the life committee," Wang Xinyi said, shaking her head as she sat back.
"That's right." Wang Xiaoxiao smiled, "That has nothing to do with you. How many are empty now?"
"I'm not interested in the class committee. What's more, my grades in a single subject are not outstanding, and I can't be a representative." Wang Xinyi pointed at Ling Huchu, "Why are you ordering that? Counting sheep?"
"You are very self-aware." Wang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment, I always do." Wang Xinyi glanced at Wang Xiaoxiao and poked Ling Shuchu.
"I'm bored. Why don't you sing some songs?" Ling Shuchu replied.
"This is a good suggestion." Guo Wenwen and Wang Xiaoxiao agreed.
"What should we sing?" Wang Xinyi asked, suddenly thinking about what happened the day before yesterday, "Otherwise, let's sing "Love Is Unavoidable"."
"Okay, okay, this song is nice and it is popular now." Several people echoed.
"Is that okay?" Wang Xinyi looked at He Shiling.
"Okay, sing the lyrics." He Shiling smiled, leaned against the wall, raised her left hand habitually, and tapped Geng Xinyu behind her with her right hand.
Geng Xinyu raised her head and looked at Wang Xinyi, "Are you going to have a concert?"
"Yes. Listen carefully." Wang Xinyi nodded and smiled, then began to hum softly:
“It’s hard to forget the first time I saw you/A pair of charming eyes, your image in my mind/Can’t be gone
Holding your hands, I feel your tenderness/It’s really a bit breathless, I want to cherish your innocence/…”
When the familiar tune played, He Shiling's mind recalled the scene of listening to the song while it was raining in front of the eaves that day. Also, the man's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help but laugh.
"The lyrics are very beautiful." Geng Xinyu smiled and slightly poked her head to the right, looking at He Shiling. Could it be that her sudden smile reminded her of someone else?
"Wow, it sounds good." When the song ended, several people clapped softly.
"One more." Wang Xiaoxiao shouted, "Can I order a song? I want to listen to Fan Fei."
"Is that okay?" Wang Xinyi looked at He Shiling. Will Laoban come today?
"Sure," He Shiling responded, glancing outside the classroom window and the back door, "The old class is here, let me remind you."
"Okay." Wang Xinyi responded, "Xinyi's singing platform will now present Xu Huaiyu's "Flying" to Wang Xiaoxiao."
"You and I meet on a noisy street at midnight and tell me that this relationship will end tonight..."
"Okay, I'm listening attentively." Wang Xiaoxiao responded, "Xiaomeng, step aside a little, blocking my sight and hearing. Xinyi, please speak louder."
"The rain is falling, and flying in the sky are my tears. The tears hanging down, hanging in the palm of my hand, are your aftertaste..." Wang Xinyi's voice became slightly louder again.
The sudden singing sound successfully attracted the attention of the students in the classroom.
Geng Xinyu and He Shiling looked at each other and smiled, looked into the classroom, and said to Wang Xinyi, "The singing is really nice. If the voice is louder, I can't hear clearly."
"Wow, the sound is nice." "Are you having a concert?" "Wang Xinyi, you haven't sang for a long time." "Can we request some songs?"
The discussion in the classroom successfully led to Wang Xinyi's singing.
"Is that okay?" Wang Xinyi looked at He Shiling. The class committee election suddenly turned into a music class. Is that okay?
"Okay." He Shiling smiled and looked at Geng Xinyu.
Geng Xinyu smiled knowingly and stood up, "Quiet, there are only two opportunities for singing. Start ordering songs now."
"I want to listen to "Rainbow" by Yu Quan." "I want to listen to... I haven't thought about it yet." "I want to listen to "Unfortunate Love"." "I want to listen to "Excessive"." "I want to listen to "Faith" "."
"Quiet, the song request is over, "Love Has to Be" and "Rainbow"." Geng Xinyu said with a smile, then turned to Wang Xinyi, "Our little singer will present it to everyone, welcome with applause."
"Okay." "Singer, let's begin." There was applause and cheers in the classroom.
“I’ve just heard of ‘The Last Resort’.” Ling Shuchu protested.
"No one else has heard of it." Geng Xinyu smiled and sat down, "Listen to the song, Xin Yi sings so beautifully."
"Okay." Ling Shuchu curled his lips and gently lit the edge of the table again with his hand.
“From now on, there is one more you in my world/Every day is a drama
No matter how romantic or bizarre the plot is/the protagonist is you/
From now on, there will be one more you in my world/Sometimes it will be sunny and sometimes it will rain..."
When Wang Xinyi's bright and melodious voice rang in the classroom again, Geng Xinyu saw He Shiling lowering her head and smiling, touching her forehead with her hand, and then moved forward, "Have you been interested in songs lately?"
"No." He Shiling was startled for a moment, then smiled, but by chance, he heard these two songs again, and took out the Song lyrics from the drawer. The originally scattered Song lyrics were carefully decorated by Xinyu with four-color ribbons. They were carefully connected one by one, but they also added a bit of beauty and sophistication, "Thank you."
Geng Xinyu smiled and said nothing. Looking at the Song Ci spread on the table, he suddenly became a little curious about who the original owner of this book was.
"Singing is so good." "It's so nice." "This is a new song that's very popular recently."
When Wang Xinyi's singing ended, the discussion and applause in the classroom started again.
"It's really a lingering sound that has been lingering in my ears for three days." "I want to listen to one more song." "We are in a class meeting now, not a music class." "Two songs are enough." "What if the head teacher comes." "
I don't know who it was, but suddenly said something, which immediately caused a commotion.
"Isn't the old class here?" "It's been about ten minutes since class started." "Can't we start the class meeting yet?"
"PP," Tang Ji looked at Du Xiaofeng, "What's going on? Do you still want to choose the class committee?"
"I don't know." Du Xiaofeng shrugged and looked at He Shiling. Is Wang Xinyi's singing a warm-up? Or are you nominating the cultural and entertainment committee members?
"The previous class meeting? Is the old class coming?" Tang Ji asked again, interrupting Du Xiaofeng's train of thought.
"Come occasionally." Du Xiaofeng turned around. When Yi Lingfei was here, Laoban would come once every three times, but at least it was enough. Now, what is the situation? I haven't been in the classroom for several days. There are still several vacancies for the class committee.
"Ah?" Tang Ji looked at Du Xiaofeng, could it be the same as before, "Isn't it also occupied by the cultural class?"
"That's not true. Our old class has always trusted the class committee," Du Xiaofeng said. "In class meetings, the class committee basically discusses the topic first, and then discusses the division of labor and execution during the class meeting."
"Oh!" Tang Ji touched his ears with his hands. It was different from before. "You were not a sports committee member before, so what is this today?"
"I don't know either." Du Xiaofeng shook his head and pointed to the left front of the classroom. He Shiling and Geng Xinyu did not discuss it with them, "Let's wait and see."
"Oh!" Tang Ji sat back and touched Ling Chuyang, "What is going on?"
"No matter what the situation is, it's none of your business and mine." Ling Chuyang responded and continued writing physics homework without raising his head. Based on their overall score ranking, if they were elected to the class committee in Class 5, So, is this really Yun Ling's biggest joke?
Tang Ji looked at the left front of the classroom. Those people were sitting quietly, each with his head bent at the table. He suddenly remembered that what happened in the previous math class, this time, it would not be the case. Really, the monitor would have to be re-elected. Bar?
