Rebirth: If the school beauty is not sweet, why should I lick her?

"Oh, oh, it's done."

Wang Yueran turned her head nervously to prevent Zhou Jiangnan from noticing her abnormality.

"Wait for me, I'll go to the bathroom and come back to record the next song."

Wang Yueran washed her face with cold water in the bathroom, then returned to her calm teacher's state and walked back dignifiedly.

"Let's start the next song. I'm not familiar with this song yet, you play and sing it first."

Zhou Jiangnan returned to the piano and played and sang "Misplaced Time and Space" by himself.

"I blew the evening breeze that you blew, so do we count as hugging each other..."

Hearing this lyric again, the difference is that the accompaniment this time is the piano, which sounds more charming.

Wang Yueran's eyes are full of obsession, she really likes this song too much.

It's a lie to say that she is not familiar with it. She majored in music. She remembered the general melody when Zhou Jiangnan sang it last time.

At this moment, he played and sang on the piano, just wanting to hear it again.

Zhou Jiangnan's singing skills are not professional, and some parts are even unstable, but his voice is very emotional. As soon as he opens his mouth, he is full of brokenness, and the feeling of passing by comes to his face. The same song is sung differently in his mouth.

Perhaps it is because the original author has a clearer understanding of the artistic conception of the song and the emotions expressed are more appropriate, so it is so good.

Wang Yueran persuaded himself with this idea. The mobile phone on the table had already turned on the recording function, and Zhou Jiangnan's singing was recorded intact.

"Teacher Wang, let's start recording the song, or the method just now."

After Zhou Jiangnan finished singing, he looked at the sky. The sun had already set. If he didn't hurry back, it would be dark.

He didn't care, but the young female teacher and a 17 or 18-year-old boy were alone in a room until the evening, and he was afraid that someone would gossip. This is an era where accumulated criticism can destroy bones and public opinion can melt gold.

Wang Yueran readily agreed. You play the piano and I compose the music. The two cooperated tacitly.

This time the speed was much faster than the previous song. Zhou Jiangnan quickly finished the lyrics, and the song was completed.

"Teacher Wang, thank you so much this time. Lin Longxuan will arrive at about 10 am on Sunday. I will come to you in advance and wait for his call. Where can I find you then?"

"Let's go to this classroom. Do you want me to go with you? I also want to meet such a well-known agent."

"That's great. Let's go together. Well-known agents are also people. It's no big deal. But I will call you sister in front of him, and you just treat me as a brother."

"Haha, classmate Zhou Jiangnan, you are really cunning. In fact, I am only three years older than you. It's not bad for you to call me sister. You can also call me sister when there is no one around in the future."

"In the future? Still call me sister?"

"Yes, my parents have always wanted to have a son, and I don't feel anything. But if there is a talented brother like you, it is not unacceptable. How about I be your sister?"

"Ah? This is too... too fast."

"What's wrong, what do you mean by too fast? Can't I be your sister?" Wang Yueran was full of confusion.

Zhou Jiangnan felt strange in his heart. He suppressed the strangeness in his heart and looked at her beautiful eyes: "Uh, okay, sister."

"Hahaha, good brother, see you later."

...

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when he got home.

After the family of three finished their meal, Old Zhou was absent-mindedly watching TV. Seeing that he had no intention of going back to the house to read, he pretended to be stern and said:

"Pizi, why are you watching TV? The college entrance examination is coming soon. You must seize every opportunity to read and study. Don't relax just because you have made progress in the second diagnosis."

Zhou Jiangnan did not move: "I have studied for a week. Relax and combine work and rest. Don't worry, old man, you will definitely get into a key university."

"That would be a great honor. If you get into a good university, I will hold a banquet for three days to entertain you."

"No, don't, it's a waste of money."

"I am happy. I will definitely hold a thank-you banquet for my teacher if I succeed. I have to thank Uncle Zhang no matter what. The key is that you have to be able to pass the exam first."

"Forget it, as long as you are happy."

Luo Xiaoying listened to the father and son bickering while washing dishes, with a happy smile on her face. This is the feeling of home.

Zhou Jiangnan looked at his father's happy look, and the sense of urgency in his heart became stronger.

He must be taken for a full body checkup as soon as possible. The sooner the cancer is detected, the better. Besides, the cement cannot be burned any longer.

These things should be planned after the college entrance examination. At least there should be no regrets in this matter after rebirth.

He got up and went back to the house, grabbing a handful of melon seeds.

…

The next day.

Zhou Jiangnan came to school early in the morning, but he didn't expect Wang Yueran to arrive earlier than him.

At this moment, she was carefully wiping thePiano.

"Mr. Wang... Sister Yueran, you're here really early."

"I live in the teacher's dormitory, of course it's closer than you. Wait for me, I'll clean the piano first."

Her movements were gentle, as if she was afraid of damaging the piano.

Zhou Jiangnan asked: "Is this piano so valuable?"

Wang Yueran replied: "Of course, you don't understand. My biggest wish is to have my own piano. Musical instruments are the best companions for people who learn music."

Although Zhou Jiangnan is not an expert, he also knows that a slightly better piano costs from 10,000 to 20,000 yuan.

Even the most ordinary piano costs several thousand, which is almost the savings of an ordinary family for two or three years.

He looked at her thoughtfully, his eyes wandering over the piano with her movements.

After a while, Wang Yueran wiped the last corner, turned around and was about to speak when she received a call.

"Hello, it's me. OK, let's meet at the Qingshui Teahouse next to the bus station."

"Let's go, we'll go there now, he will be there in about half an hour."