My super cowardly system

Chapter 50 The brightest star in the night sky

The next day, Saturday.

He Xiaofan rarely slept late, and when he got up, it was already past nine o'clock.

He stretched himself, changed into his pajamas, and prepared to go to the kitchen for a while.

After all, I demolished my sister's station last night, but was caught by my sister. I haven't bought haggis soup for her this morning, so it is still necessary to cook a big meal for my sister.

He didn't want to eat a triangular twist from his sister early in the morning.

Came to the kitchen, put on the apron, turned on the gas, took the spatula in hand, He Xiaofan started to get busy.

It took more than two hours, and He Xiaofan cooked a large table full of dishes, full of fragrance, and looked quite luxurious like a full banquet.

It may be because of his recent boxing practice, cooking such a large table of dishes in one go, and after the whole process, he didn't even feel tired at all.

Probably the fragrance wafted into my sister's room, she was wearing pink pajamas, rubbing her sleepy eyes, she came out and muttered: "He Xiaofan, why didn't you buy me haggis soup, are you trying to starve me to death? "

He Xiaofan heard the sound, immediately stepped forward, and said courteously: "Hey, sister, last night I had a deep reflection and realized my mistakes.

So early this morning, I got up and cooked a Manchu Banquet for you, as compensation for last night, you sit down and taste it. "

The elder sister glanced at the dishes on the table, and the corner of her mouth raised an undetectable arc, and said lightly: "Huh, this is not bad, I will show mercy, forgive you this time."

As she said that, she wanted to reach out and grab a piece of potato chips on the table, but before reaching out, He Xiaofan grabbed it.

"Before eating, I have to wash up." He Xiaofan said seriously.

The elder sister said roguely: "I don't care, I don't want to wash, I have to eat before washing!"

The serious expression on He Xiaofan's face did not change at all: "No, you must wash up first."

Seeing his serious expression, my sister showed some innocent eyes: "Just let me take a bite first, and I'll go wash up after I take a bite."

He Xiaofan grabbed her by the shoulder: "No, if I let mom and the others know that I spoil you again, they will scold me later, let's go, go wash up first."

"Oh my, I won't go, I won't go! Don't push me, He Xiaofan!!"

After spending lunch with his sister, He Xiaofan locked himself in the room.

He didn't go to the Tower of Trials to practice boxing, nor did he take a nap or anything. Instead, he took out a piece of paper and pen, sat at the desk and closed his eyes to meditate.

After entering the first floor of the Tower of Trial last night, in addition to the rewards he received, he still clearly remembered that he seemed to be at someone's concert.

Not only the scene, lighting, and characters at that time, but even the song, tune, high and low notes of that person's scene at that time, he remembered very clearly.

It was as if the song had been clearly engraved in his mind.

Although he has never learned a song, let alone how to write, compose, and compose a song, now he can understand the tune of that song and which instruments are used.

This should be attributed to the rewards for exploring the first floor of the Trial Tower - composition skills, and song arrangement skills.

He Xiaofan suddenly opened his eyes, and his hands started to move at the same time.

In 5 minutes, the whole process was smooth and smooth, without the slightest procrastination, and the score of a song was written by him.

He changed a new piece of paper, thought about it first, and then wrote a few words on the top of the paper.

"the brightest star in the night sky"

"Xiaofan, here, here!"

Qiu Shiyu was standing on the opposite side of the road waving to him, He Xiaofan looked around and found an old lady waiting for a red light, so he decisively stood beside the old man.

Red light off, green light on.

He Xiaofan mustered up the courage decisively, took the old lady's arm, and said with a smile: "Grandma, it's dangerous to cross the road here, let me help you walk."

The old grandma glanced at him, and said kindly: "Hehehe, okay, it's been a long time since I met a young man like you, grandma, thank you Ang."

He Xiaofan chuckled, shook his head and said, "You're welcome, it's just a matter of passing by."

Although they were just crossing the street, the old lady seemed to admire He Xiaofan very much. While leaning on a cane, she happily praised him, which made He Xiaofan feel a little embarrassed.

Qiu Shiyu looked at He Xiaofan with a strange expression, and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a person, I really didn't see it."

He Xiaofan spread his hands: "Why don't you just help the old lady cross the road, what's the matter?"

"This doesn't look like something you would do." Qiu Shiyu said.

As soon as He Xiaofan heard it, he immediately became dissatisfied: "No, I disagree with what you said, why am I not like that kind of person? As a contemporary three-good student and five-good youth, why don't I agree?" Looks like someone who can help an old lady?"

Qiu Shiyu was speechless.

He Xiaofan said with a cliche expression: "Hey, Shiyu, as human beings, we must not judge people by their appearance. We must look at problems from the essence of a person! Otherwise, take a look, didn't you almost misunderstand me today?"

Qiu Shiyu: "..."

The two came to the company.

Qiu Shiyu looked at her itinerary, frowned, and said, "Tonight's schedule is quite tight, there is only a 10-minute time difference between the two events, so I may need to contact the driver and ask him to come at the door earlier. Pick us up."

He Xiaofan took a sip of water and shook his hands: "No need, the itinerary in your hand is cancelled, I will re-plan the next itinerary for you."

As he spoke, he took out a document from his bag and threw it on the table in front of Qiu Shiyu.

Qiu Shiyu looked at him suspiciously, opened the file and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

After a long time, she said hesitantly: "You... didn't take it wrong, did you?"

He Xiaofan raised his eyebrows and said, "No, what's wrong?"

"But... you only have the itinerary of practicing songs. We don't even have songs yet." Qiu Shiyu smiled wryly.

"Bad," He Xiaofan shook his hand and said, "You didn't look at the back, you turn a few more pages and look."

Qiu Shiyu turned two more pages suspiciously, and then her eyes were fixed on the paper.

1 minute, 2 minutes and 10 minutes.
He Xiaofan smiled: "How about it, do you have the confidence to sing it well?"

Qiu Shiyu's eyes still did not move away from the lyrics.

Although she didn't sing it out, the melody of the song had already circulated in her heart many times.

She didn't answer He Xiaofan's question, but murmured: "Did you write this?"

However, before He Xiaofan spoke, she shook her head with a smile as if mocking herself, and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely live up to the song you wrote."

(End of this chapter)