Begins health as a slag cannon fodder [Transmigration Book]

After the program is finally finalized, after the literary and art committee members report the program to be performed by their class to the grade director, the next step is to wait for the rehearsal.

"It's almost Christmas."

"Do you think it will snow this Christmas?"

"Yes? It didn't snow last Christmas anyway."

"Squad leader, are there any activities for Christmas?"

The squad leader sneaked in to answer him: "What activity do you want?"

"For example, you don't need to go to evening self-study at night."

"You have a good idea." The squad leader said, "But you can ask Lao Liu, but it's none of my business to be chased and beaten by Lao Liu."

"Squad leader, you are so cruel."

"Thank you."

"Uh..." Listening to their conversation, Song Yao recalled that Christmas was also a working day in her previous life, and that night they were taking the self-examination in class, and no one cared what holiday it was today.

"I have to deliver apples on Christmas Eve. I have to hurry up and order a box of apples." The deputy squad leader took out his mobile phone, "I think about how many people are in our class, plus a few subject teachers..."

Although Christmas is a foreign holiday, in the eyes of some young people, it is also a festival worth celebrating (playing) and celebrating (joy). On the day before Christmas, that is, on Christmas Eve, Song Yao received several gifts from several people. apple.

"Giving apples on Christmas Eve means that the next year will be safe and sound—"

Cheng Yuhao explained it to him in this way.

There were six apples on Song Yao's table, and he thought he had enough, but he turned his head to see Pei Lin, good guy, the apples on Pei Lin's table can be sold at a stall.

"You..." Song Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You have too much, don't you have any more desks and cabinets?"

"Yes." Pei Lin said helplessly, "I will only put it on the table if I can't put it down. Xiao Song, do you want it? If you want it, how much will I give you?"

Song Yao quickly refused: "No need, no need, I don't like eating apples very much, and they are all given to you by others."

Pei Lin sighed.

When they returned to the dormitory after school in the afternoon, they didn't see a single apple on Pei Lin's desk. When they came back for evening self-study, Pei Lin's desk had already fallen.

"I love it, I also want so many people to give me apples." Fu Yan cast an envious look from the side.

"Give me the money, and I'll buy you a box and deliver it to your desk." Cheng Yuhao patted Fu Yan on the shoulder meanly, "In this way, you can also have the treatment of Brother Pei."

"roll roll roll."

Song Yao smiled and watched the two fight again because they "did not agree" and wanted them to stop playing when she saw Xu Jingyun and Jiang Danxue standing at the back door of class [-] from the corner of her eye. Jiang Danxue waved her hand immediately when she saw him look over .

"I'll go out for a while." Song Yao didn't know who to listen to. After Fu Yan and Cheng Yuhao realized it, the other person had already walked out the back door.

Fu Yan was still sitting on half of Cheng Yuhao's buttocks, when he saw the two people at the back door, he patted Cheng Yuhao's buttocks, and said, "It's the two of them again, student Xiao Song actually confuses the person he likes with his own." A rival in love turned into a good friend?"

"I only heard that the enemy of the enemy is a good friend, and this is the first time I have seen a scene where a rival in love becomes a friend." Cheng Yuhao said.

Pei Lin looked away from the Switch, looked towards the back door, and saw Song Yao taking the apple from Xu Jingyun.

Song Yao still had a smile on her face.

Pei Lin clicked his tongue, and suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to give Song Yao an apple.

In the past, Brother Pei disdained these procedures. He never felt that there was any special meaning in giving apples on Christmas Eve.

But now, he watched Song Yao not only took Xu Jingyun's apple, but also chatted with that person with a smile.

Pei Lin, overwhelmed by jealousy, completely ignored Jiang Danxue who was next to Xu Jingyun.

When Song Yao returned to class, he had two more apples in his hand. He seemed to be in a good mood. Fu Yan and Cheng Yuhao could still hear Song Yao humming a little tune.

Song Yao sat down, and Pei Lin, who had been sitting on the seat, did not know where he had gone. He asked, "Where's Pei Lin?"

"Just out."

Because Pei Lin left by the front door, Song Yao didn't see when Pei Lin left.

Song Yao snorted, put all the apples in a bag, tied them on the ground, took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Pei Lin: "Where did you go?"

After waiting for several minutes, there was no reply from Pei Lin. Song Yao thought for a while, thinking that Pei Lin hadn't seen the message, so she put the phone back.

I didn't see Pei Lin coming back from the last self-study session last night, and the WeChat messages I sent to Pei Lin still didn't get a reply. Song Yao was a little worried that something happened to Pei Lin.

He sat up slightly and looked out the window. The weather outside was fine and he could still see a few stars.

No clouds, no rain, no thunder.

Only then did Song Yao feel relieved.

"Song Yao." Lin Xiaoyu came over and squatted down beside the table, and whispered, "Shall we go to the music room to practice?"

Song Yao said hello, and they will find opportunities to rehearse during this time.

Not long after Song Yao walked out of the classroom, Jiang Xing and others also came out.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Lin Xiaoyu said, "Let's go."

Although most of the people in class [-] are tone-deaf, it was because of this event that Song Yao knew that there were so many hidden masters in their class.He set his sights on the girl holding Lin Xiaoyu's arm. She was a girl who had learned to play drums for five years.

Song Yao sighed silently, and suddenly felt that she was just a little waste who could only learn.

There are many musical instruments in the music room. After everyone found the musical instruments they wanted to use, they moved them out and placed them in a good position. Lin Xiaoyu borrowed a small speaker from a friend in the next class, and connected it to Bluetooth to play songs.

"We were both young when If firsts aw you;

We were young when I first saw you;

I close my eyes and the flash back starts;

I close my eyes and the past events reappear in my mind;

I'm standing thereseethepartytheballgownsI stand on the balcony and the air is thick with the smell of summer..."

For Song Yao, they used their own accompaniment. Except for Song Yao, other musical instrument players need to spend more time getting familiar with the score and practicing.

Fortunately, the music room is in another building. Although it is next to the teaching building, it will not disturb other students' evening self-study.

After Pei Lin came back, he came in through the back door. He didn't see Song Yao, and even Jiang Xing wasn't there, so he knew where they went after a little thought.

When Fu Yan saw Pei Lin coming back, before he could say anything, he turned around and left again.

Fu Yan: Pei Lin and Song Yao went to the music room once before, but Lin Xiaoyu drove them back because Pei Lin was too annoying.

The school bullies are not them, but Song Yao. From time to time, they come to Song Yao's side to be coquettish and amusing, which makes Song Yao sing and laugh a few times.

Lin Xiaoyu has never seen such an annoying school bully. If possible, she would like to hang a "Pei Lin and dogs not allowed" sign on the door of the classroom.

Lin Xiaoyu will record every rehearsal, and this time is no exception.Holding up her mobile phone, she suddenly hissed. She finally knew why she felt a little strange every time. Song Yao's own voice for this song list was still a bit uninteresting.

After this time, Lin Xiaoyu discussed with them, should they find one more person to harmonize?

"It doesn't matter what the harmonies are, but besides Song Yao, who else in our class can have five tones in English?" Jiang Xing asked.

That's a good question.

Lin Xiaoyu thought about it seriously, but he really couldn't find a person who has five tones and good English.

He sang the song ballad a few times, at first he had to look at the lyrics to sing, and sometimes he staggered, but now he is more familiar with it.

"Have a rest first?" Lin Xiaoyu said.

"I think so."

Song Yao chose a table randomly, pushed the things on it and sat on it.

"I'm a little thirsty, does anyone want to go to the canteen with me to buy something to drink?" Jiang Xing asked.

"I'll go with you." Another boy raised his hand. He looked at the other people who were silent and asked, "Do you want to buy water for you?"

Lin Xiaoyu and the girl with the drum set shook their heads, Lin Xiaoyu said, "No need, we're not thirsty."

"Oh." The boy looked at Song Yao again, "Do you want Song Yao?"

Just as Song Yao was about to bring him a carton of milk, she saw Pei Lin appearing outside the window of the music room, leaning against the wall and facing them.

"I don't need it anymore." After saying that, Song Yao jumped off the table and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Lin Xiaoyu turned around and saw Song Yao going out, and just after asking, she saw Pei Lin outside.

Lin Xiaoyu: ...

"Why are you here?" Song Yao walked out, and Pei Lin saw him come out and stand up straight.

"Drink?" Pei Lin handed the cup to Song Yao.

"What is this?" Song Yao took the cup, unscrewed the lid and smelled it, and a faint lemon smell wafted out.

"Hot honey lemonade." Pei Lin said, "Just so you can moisten your throat."

"Ah, thanks."

Jiang Xing saw Pei Lin, shrugged his shoulders, and said to the boy, "Let's go. Song Yao won't be short of our drinks when Brother Pei comes."

Song Yao took a sip of the honey lemonade, and noticed from the corner of her eye that Pei Lin had been looking at her, suddenly felt a little embarrassed, pursed the water on her lips, and asked, "Why didn't you reply when I sent you a message?"

"The phone is out of battery." Pei Lin said helplessly, "I forgot to charge it, and only after I went out did I find that there was still [-]% of the battery left."

"Then how do you pay?"

"Money for what?"

"This one." Song Yao raised the cup in his hand, "Isn't this free to pay?"

"No need." Pei Lin smiled, "It's free. Besides, if you want to give money, don't I still have cash?"

Song Yao smiled: "That's right."

The conversation between Pei Lin and Song Yao spread to the ears of the two girls inside.

The girl with the drum set whispered to Lin Xiaoyu, "I think I can do it again."

Lin Xiaoyu was puzzled: "What can I do again?"

"It's nothing." The girl with the drum set shook her head, and suddenly thought of something, "Didn't you say you want to find someone who can harmonize with Song Yao? What do you think of Pei Lin?"

"Pei Lin?" Lin Xiaoyu shifted his gaze to the face of the boy wearing a black jacket outside, "You have a good look. Is Pei Lin singing out of tune?"

"Shouldn't you run away? I think his voice is quite suitable for harmony." The girl with the drum kit said.

"But will Pei Lin agree?" Lin Xiaoyu had the impression that Pei Lin basically did not participate in these activities.

"Go and ask, maybe he will agree this time." The girl with the drum set blinked and said with a smile, Lin Xiaoyu: "..."

Lin Xiaoyu went out, and the two of them stopped talking when they saw her coming out.

Lin Xiaoyu glanced at Song Yao, then at Pei Lin, cleared her throat under Song Yao's suspicious gaze, and said, "Then what, classmate Pei Lin, I want to ask if you are interested in singing?"

As soon as Song Yao heard Lin Xiaoyu's question, she knew what she meant.

"Sing?"

"Yes, we felt that Song Yao's voice was a bit monotonous, so we wanted to find another one to sing the harmony. Then we found that your voice is quite suitable, so I wanted to ask if you are interested."

Pei Lin glanced at Song Yao, "Do you want to sing harmony for Song Yao?"

"Yes." Lin Xiaoyu immediately added, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to..."

Before she could finish speaking, Pei Lin said in a relaxed tone, "Okay."

Song Yao looked over and met Pei Lin's gaze.

"Give Xiao Song a harmony voice, I wish for it."

The author says:

Good night, go to bed early--