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As soon as Rong Yuheng turned off the microphone, the progress of the whole class was as smooth as flowing water.

The rest of the students opened their voices one by one, with varying strengths.After one round, Shan Qi is the best singer.

Rong Yuheng noticed that there is a boy who is famous for singing hip-hop and he is also good at writing lyrics. His name is Bian Chen.

Maybe it's the mutual repulsion between the strong, but he always felt that Bian Chen was faintly showing hostility towards Shan Qi, and would "yoyo" twice in the direction of Shan Qi every time he sang two lines.

Looks very wise.

Rong Yuheng's confidence was a little hit.

Why doesn't Bian Chen "yoyo" towards him, does he look down on him?

Is it because his heroic songs are not floating enough, or his tango is not flamboyant enough.

Jin Zhiyao was commenting on Bian Chen's performance at the front, when Rong Yuheng's arm was suddenly patted lightly, he turned around, and it turned out to be Shan Qi.

Shan Qi didn't know when he walked behind him, lowered his head and whispered, "Why are you unhappy?"

Rong Yuheng was suddenly seen through, and he was shocked from the bottom of his heart, but his face remained calm, "I'm not unhappy."

Shan Qi glanced at his pouted mouth, "I haven't seen anyone with such a happy expression before."

"..."

Before Rong Yuheng could quibble, Shan Qi's eyes shone with warmth and emotion, "Are you trying to defend me?"

Rong Yuheng was so startled that his small mouth shrank, and his small ears seemed not to hear clearly, "...what??"

"When he provoked me, your gaze was so hot that I couldn't ignore it at all."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

No, I just want to be among the strong like you.

As the meal time approached, the first day of teaching also came to an end.

Rong Yuheng felt that he was about to go crazy from hunger, he was still a young sapling whose roots were sprouting red, without sunshine and nectar, how could he grow into a towering tree.

After the other students were dismissed, they went to the cafeteria downstairs in twos and threes. Pu Zaixi rushed over from the other side of the classroom, laughing wildly while running,

"Hahahahahaha... I can finally laugh out loud! You are such a treasure boy!"

Rong Yuheng didn't want to talk to him at all.

Pu Zaixi, that little idiot, said it as if he had never laughed.When Jin Zhiyao made a breakthrough earlier, he was obviously the first one who took the lead in laughing!

Pu Zaixi writhed around Rong Yuheng a few times like a butterfly, then patted the latter on the shoulder and flew away, "You still have make-up lessons, so I won't wait for you!"

Rong Yuheng waved his hands numbly, go quickly...

The classroom was instantly emptied, leaving only him and Wen Zecheng.

Wen Zecheng leaned on the pole at the other end of the classroom, and looked over with his arms around him, "What are you still doing there?"

Rong Yuheng quickly ran over.

When he stood still, Wen Zecheng said, "Let's sing."

Rong Yuheng took a deep breath, "Dahe..."

"Change one."

"..."

He pursed his lips for a moment, and finally chose to surrender, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, I don't know many songs."

"There aren't many shows and you're still participating in the audition?" Wen Zezheng said, feeling a little sharp in his tone, so he slowed down a bit, "In the TV series you've watched since you were young, there will always be a theme song or something. One or two songs."

Rong Yuheng was too embarrassed to tell Wen Zecheng that he actually grew up watching Fan.He can sing a few lines of One Punch Man's OP.

Rong Yuheng racked his brains for a while, and finally came up with a movie song.

He tentatively cleared his throat, "I'm going to sing."

Wen Zezhen inexplicably heard a smell of "high-energy warning", and he gave a soft "hmm".

Under Wen Zerong's vigilant gaze, Rong Yuheng slowly opened his mouth.

"The interpretation of the eternal mystery

Too many bamboos to book injustice~

Can't complain, heartbroken

Cry~uuuu~God..."

The voice of resentment flowed out from between the lips and teeth smoothly, like resentment or admiration, like weeping and complaining, lingering between the two, entwined.

In particular, the "cry" was very long, shaking like a mountain, shaking into "Woooooo..."

Rong Yuheng's eyes were full of sadness, very affectation.

Wen Zecheng held his breath in his chest, and didn't spit it out for a long time——

It turned out to be "Dou E's Strange Injustice"!

Without waiting for him to stop, Rong Yuheng entered the climax, stretched his neck like a dying swan, and let out the eternal sound of injustice,

"Strange injustice ~ strange injustice ~

The grievances of several generations are hard to let go

Unfortunate injustice left a history of regret

Life... is like smoke..."

……

Outside the door of the music room, Qiao Tan put his hand on the doorknob, and remained silent for a while without daring to open the door.

He came to ask Wen Zecheng to eat, and before he entered the door, he heard the faint "Dou E's Strange Injustice" coming from the crack of the door, and it faintly formed a strange enchantment.

Qiao Tan outside the barrier froze for a moment, and finally turned and left.

Song Tang, who was waiting at the corridor entrance, saw Qiao Tan returning alone, and couldn't help being curious, "Where's Teacher Wen?"

Qiao Tan didn't turn his head back, "Let's eat by ourselves, he seems to be doing something."

"..."

It was already half an hour after Rong Yuheng finished making up lessons.

I have to say that although Wen Zecheng seemed difficult to get along with, he was very attentive in his lectures and proposed many improvement plans for himself, such as looking at his brain and the like.

Rong Yuheng benefited a lot, and it was recorded in the book.

"I'm back." He pushed open the dormitory door.

"How is it, brother Cheng's private tutoring!" Pu Zaixi excitedly got up from the bed.

"Teacher Wen is very responsible." Rong Yuheng thought for a while, and decided to rectify Wen Zerong's name. "He is not as difficult to get along with as we imagined. He is very patient with what I don't understand."

He added, "It also gave me a lot of love." The mentally retarded eyes.

Pu Zaixi sighed, "Wow... I thought Brother Cheng had a bad personality, and I didn't dare to say unnecessary words when he was teaching us."

When Pu Zaixi said this, his eyes suddenly showed admiration,

"During your audition, did you ask Brother Cheng to raise his butt?"

"..." Rong Yuheng recalled for a moment, then nodded silently.

Zou Yi just came out of the shower, and he heard a burst of admiration, "You know, I was shocked when I watched the live broadcast. How dare you say that it really depends on the blessing of the Bodhisattva?"

"I'm just doing it for the performance." Rong Yuheng didn't think it was anything before, but now that his roommate said it, he couldn't help showing a little remorse.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Wen would come to substitute for the class. I feel embarrassed seeing his ass now."

The small dormitory fell silent for a moment.

Pu Zaixi felt that there was nothing to say.

It's not a matter of embarrassment seeing the ass!

You don't care about Brother Cheng's feelings at all, you only have yourself in your heart!

After a while, Zou Yi said, "Let's change the subject."

Rong Yuheng & Pu Zaixi, "...Second."

However, before they could start a new topic, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, Zhou Shubai walked in with a bag, went straight to Rong Yuheng, handed the bag over,

"Master Ben ordered it for you, Georgian food."

Rong Yuheng was taken aback, he really didn't expect Zhou Shubai to order meals for him.

"Brother Shubai..."

Pu Zaixi said "ah", "Just now I said you were staying to make up lessons, Shubai said that you must not have eaten! Wow, Shubai, I have changed my mind about you, you are quite a considerate young master! "

Zhou Shubai was furious, "What do you mean you have changed your mind about me? My young master is a good person in the first place!"

Rong Yuheng was instantly moved and rushed forward, crying loudly.Two lines of hot tears rolled down the cheeks,

"Brother Shubai, you are truly a living Bodhisattva! Whoa whoa whoa..."

Zhou Shubai was taken aback by his sudden hug and tears, he even stuttered when he spoke,

"Fuck, no, you...why are you crying..."

Zou Yi and Pu Zaixi were also shocked——

Although it is very touching, but it will not really shed tears!

And she shed tears for a second, what kind of physiological structure is Rong Yuheng!

But Rong Yuheng is indeed a person who is particularly easily moved, especially now that he is alone outside and suddenly received care, he feels that his delicate nerves have been touched immediately.

He howled for a while, until the saliva in his mouth was drawn, and the light was shining brightly, and then he closed his mouth.

Rong Yuheng raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and took the pocket.

The dishes inside are still piping hot, and the packaging is exquisite, so you can tell that they were ordered from a big restaurant.

Zhou Shubai was a little awkward, "You helped me with my luggage today, I just wanted to thank you. We agreed to treat you to Georgian food, it's only more than 400, not expensive at all."

Three people, "..."

Well, the nature of this stupid lack of flaunting wealth remains unchanged.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Wen Zecheng returned home.

His father, Wen Zhongyun, is an opera master of the older generation, and he was still playing the tape recorder in the living room at this point, singing along.

When Wen Zecheng passed by, he heard a few lines, and it turned out to be the opera "The Injustice of Dou E".

Wen Zecheng unconsciously heard the faint singing of "A Strange Injustice ~ A Strange Injustice ~ A Severe Resentment But It Can't Be Released", which matches this opera inexplicably.

He raised his hand and pressed the throbbing temple, secretly thinking that he might not be dazed.

The singing voice stopped abruptly, and Wen Zhongyun yelled, "Ze Rong, why are you back so late?"

"Director Chen Li's talent show, ask me to take a few lessons."

"Oh..." Wen Zhongyun replied slowly, and then said, "You have a straight face all day long, and the students don't like you, do they?"

"..." Wen Zecheng.

"Why, did I say something wrong? Could it be that there is another student who is not open-eyed and likes to come to you?"

A face subconsciously appeared in Wen Zecheng's mind, and he thought to himself that he didn't just open his eyes, this person was simply lacking in heart.

"Huh? What are you laughing at?" Wen Zhongyun suddenly leaned forward with novelty, and then said firmly, "You have a little secret!"

Wen Zecheng came to his senses, pressed the corners of his mouth, "I'm not smiling." After speaking, he turned and walked into the room.

Wen Zhongyun shouted directly behind him, "It's so heavenly", "Your son is too big to stay!"

The bedroom door closed with a "click", which cut off the continuous screaming of a generation of old artists.

Wen Zezhen sighed wearily, changed his clothes and slipped on his slippers and walked into the bathroom.By the time he finished his bath and came out to pack his things, it was almost twelve o'clock, and he still had work tomorrow, so he almost had to go to bed.

The bedroom light was turned off with a "snap", and the dark room quickly fell into silence. After about ten minutes, only even breathing could be heard.

……

Three in the morning.

It is all stillness.

Wen Zecheng suddenly woke up from his dream, and when he realized it, he realized that he was woken up by his own laughter.

Leaving aside how funny the fact of being woken up by his own laughter is, just that it happened to him, Wen Zeleng, is incredible enough.

After Wen Zecheng laughed dumbfoundedly for a while, he felt a little fresh.He looked at the dark ceiling and recalled it carefully.

In the last scene before waking up from the dream, it seemed that a person was singing the "Hero Song" and dancing tango with extreme restraint.

The author has something to say: Wen Zezhen realized later: I was laughed at at that time.