After rebirth, I became addicted to being pampered in his arms

Zhong Qing lowered her eyes and handed him the lighter, whispering, "Smoking is not good."

"It's just to kill time. What's good about it? At least you won't die." Zhong Qing didn't like his casual tone, but she couldn't say anything to persuade him.

"Everyone's life is precious. Anyone who talks about life and death casually is definitely irresponsible. Makino, don't be irresponsible." She said seriously, the image of the young man smoking reflected in her bright eyes.

Makino exhaled a light smoke ring, and the mist lingered in the air for a long time before dissipating. He opened his eyes at this moment, and the slightly red corners of his eyes looked particularly beautiful.

"Row."

Cigarette butts were thrown into the ashtray.

With a creaky sound, someone pushed the door open. A drunk man fell to the ground without even seeing what was going on in the living room, muttering, "Didn't I close the door when I left? How come... it opened as soon as I pushed it?"

After a few seconds, snoring sounds were heard.

Makino really felt ashamed of his father.

Zhong Qing looked at the man lying on the ground, and looked at Makino in surprise, "Do you want to help your uncle up?"

"No, he likes to sleep on the floor."

Zhong Qing was a little confused about this father and son.

Now that her uncle is back, it doesn't seem a good idea for her to stay any longer.

"Makino, I should go back."

The boy hummed, stood up and was about to take her downstairs.

Zhong Qing did not refuse. According to his character, he would not change even if he refused. Moreover, there was no light in the corridor, it was pitch black, and she was indeed a little scared.

Zhong Qing stepped over Mu Wei very carefully, fearing that he would wake him up. But Mu Ye, fearing that he would not wake him up, stepped over him openly, shocking Zhong Qing so much that she almost dropped her jaw.

Muye stopped a taxi downstairs and waited until Zhongqing got in before he felt relieved. When he returned home, the drunk Muwei had already climbed up from the ground and lay on the sofa.

Seeing his son coming back alone, he half-closed his eyes and spoke in a jarring tone: "Your girlfriend?"

"Not yet." Makino was too lazy to pay attention to him. He went straight into the room and locked the door to prevent anyone from approaching.

Outside the living room, Mu Wei took out a can of beer from somewhere, slowly opened it and took a sip: "I was lying down pretending to be asleep, but I didn't seize such a good opportunity... The little guy gave me a chance but it was useless."

He turned on the TV again and turned up the volume, muttering, "It seems I'll have to come back even later next time."

The sound of the TV series and the sound of washing from the toilet next door flooded into the room. Makino looked at the drawer that was not completely closed. His deep eyes fell on the notebook with a colorful cover, and his heart was beating with nervousness.

……

After the Monday morning meeting, the principal stood on the flag-raising platform and announced the good news.

The annual school celebration is coming soon. Each class needs to perform a program. The performance is not limited to dance, singing, skits, martial arts, calligraphy, painting, poetry recitation. At that time, the city leaders will be invited to watch, so the school attaches great importance to it.

The time in the third year of high school is very tight, and it becomes even more stressful when we have to rehearse programs.

Luo Haoran asked the class monitor Cheng Shuang to be in charge of this matter. He just needed to perform a random show and focus on studying, after all, the monthly exam was coming soon.

During the break, Cheng Shuang listened to the students' opinions. If anyone volunteered to perform, they could just sign up.

Shen Yan ran to Zhong Qing and wanted to ask her to sign up with her, but Zhong Qing quickly refused. The classmates in the class were very enthusiastic, so why should she share a place?

"Cheng Shuang said that we just need to perform the singing and practice singing privately. It won't take too much time to rehearse. Shall we go together?" Shen Yan had already raised her hand to take a spot.

"I'd better forget it. Teacher Luo talked to me alone today. If I get more than 20 points on the math test next time, he will definitely ask my parents to come." Zhong Qing just wanted to bury her head in the math textbook. In fact, it was lucky that her parents were asked to come. If Zhong Mo came, Zhong Qing thought she would definitely be laughed at for a hundred or eighty years, which was really a loss.

Shen Yan pouted and pointed at the other girls in the class and said, "Look how enthusiastic they are. Senior year is boring, not to mention this is our last school anniversary. If we don't cherish it, we won't have it again! You don't want to have any regrets, right?"

How could one want to leave regrets in life? She had enough regrets from her previous life. She held the pen and thought for a few seconds. In the end, she could not hold her ground against Shen Yan, so she had to agree.

Shen Yan quickly jumped up and raised her hand: "Cheng Shuang, add Zhong Qing!"

"Okay!" Cheng Shuang wrote twice on the paper, then turned to other students and asked, "Are there any other students participating? Registering now does not mean you will eventually be able to go on stage. We will also invite Teacher Luo and the Music Department of the Student Union to select students. Only students who are superior in all aspects will be able to go on stage! After all, it is a school anniversary celebration, and we have invited leaders from the city, so the school's selection is quite strict."

"Add me one more!" A girl stood up in the corner.

Yue Huai also raised his hand.

Cheng Shuang nodded, lowered her head and wrote down two more names: "Zhao Jiayue, Yue Huai..."

Class 8 was also selecting people. Makino was sleeping soundly on the table, totally unaware of what was going on. When he woke up, Xu Jie asked him, "Have you signed up for the school anniversary performance?"

Makino looked confused: "What performance? I didn't say anything."

"Then why is your name there..." Xu Jie felt strange and checked the monitor's notebook again. Indeed, Muye's name was written on it. Below his name, there was also another person's name.

Wenrou returned to the classroom chatting and laughing with Qin Xiaoyue. She inadvertently saw Muye who had woken up, so she quickly stopped laughing and sat back in her seat.

"You're awake. Xiaoyue and I just went to the office to discuss with Teacher Yang. We think it would be less troublesome to perform a singing show. What do you think?"

There was a hint of impatience in Makino's eyes. He pulled out a book and put it heavily on the table, saying indifferently, "It's your business what show you perform. It has nothing to do with me. I've crossed out my name. If you dare to write me on it again, don't blame me for being rude."

His tone was not harsh at all, but to gentle ears, it sounded like complaint and blame.

Afraid that Makino might misunderstand, she quickly explained: "Don't you hum songs often? I just think you sing very well, and a good voice should be heard by everyone. What do you think?"

It was obvious that she wanted to be on the same stage with Makino, but she had to give a contrived explanation. What does it mean that a good voice should be heard by everyone?

Makino stared at him indifferently and said ruthlessly: "Do you think you are Wang Feng or Na Ying? Are you participating in the Voice of China?"