I'm just sorry for plagiarism

If it was on weekdays, it would have been discussed long ago.

But because it's the guest invited by Sister Na Li, it's not easy to overwhelm the host, isn't it?

So the two masters did not speak, and it was impossible for the students next to them to bring the topic to them.

Compared with the two monsters, Zhang Chuyu's performance, which is quite excellent and even envied by many people, seems a bit unqualified.

It's really ridiculous.

After chatting for a while, the girls are getting better.Then Li Li just smiled, touched the microphone, ordered a popular song and sang there.

Not to mention, the voice is quite crisp.The effect is really good.

I heard that Li Li also has the background of an art student, but for some reason, her parents did not ask her to take the art test, which led to her being an ordinary liberal arts student in the end.

On Lixia's side, many people wished she could apply for an art school, which was the complete opposite.

In fact, it is easy for such parents to understand that everything is inferior. In 12, many parents still feel that it is an extremely wasteful useless effort to split part of the review time into learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

To put it simply, it is ignorance.

Although this kind of thinking is very lame and incorrect, it is only 12 years after all, and such stubborn parents also account for a large part.

One song is over.

Li Li was still holding the microphone, looking reluctant to part.

She likes this popular song quite a lot. Some of the transpositions in it have obviously been practiced many times, and even if it is taken in the examination room, it may be possible to get a high score.

Just a pity.

Hey.

The atmosphere of the scene will be a little weird for a while.

Some girls who didn't know the truth scratched their heads. They were confused. They couldn't figure out how to sing a song with a lively tune, but still feel depressed while singing it?

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a pair of slender arms pushed open the door outside the room.There was a smile on that finely carved face that had not been seen for a long time, and before he walked in, there was a burst of sparse applause.

"Okay, the voice is clear, the enunciation is clear, and the rhythm is very strong. Who sang the song just now? It's really nice."

Huang Yuanyuan flattered her without shame.

This is complete bullshit.

The sound insulation effect of this small bag is still very good. Even if you grab the microphone and shout hoarsely, it will not exceed six or seven decibels from the outside. You can’t hear anything clearly. Why does the voice sound nice and full of rhythm?

It's just that this coaxing speech made Li Li slightly taken aback, a little surprised.

She came over and asked tremblingly.

"Did you just say that I sing well? How do you feel about this song?"

"Pretty good, great."

Huang Yuanyuan pondered for a moment, then gave her thumbs up.

There was a jabbering sound.

He obviously didn't hear clearly what the girl was singing, but she really spoke clearly and clearly.

After all, he is a professional art student, so this nonsense ability is indeed not something anyone can learn.

Sister Na Li listened silently, her whole body was extremely excited, and there were tears in her eyes.

It was as if three years of regret had been filled in this instant.

She really believed in her feelings.

But speaking of it, Huang Yuanyuan is a well-known art student in Mingde High School. She not only has good grades, but is also beautiful. Her words do have two points of authority.

After another burst of nagging, the girl was put back in her place by that Li Li, and without even looking at her, she squeezed into the group of people at Yi Li Xia's side.

While squeezing, he yelled, "Zhang Chuyu, you are too fat, take your legs back!"

The two friends were quarreling and playing as expected.

They obviously miss each other the most when they don't meet each other, but now they are at odds with each other.

The eldest lady is a little funny.

After finally squeezing the four-seater sofa out of the fifth person's seat, Huang Yuanyuan smiled and asked for credit.

"How did I evaluate it just now?"

"Fox fake tiger might."

Zhang Chuyu snorted and complained mercilessly.

"I didn't ask you a question." Huang Yuanyuan ignored her and glanced at everyone present.

"Have your scores come out? How did you do in the exam? What kind of university can you go to?"

When he said the last sentence, his eyes flickered and he looked at Li Xia peeking at him, not knowing what kind of small calculation he was planning.

It's just that this speech sounds a little bit like Martians attacking the earth to other girls.

These are all the things discussed in the previous two chapters, so why not mention them now?This news network is too backward.

I can't even blame Huang Yuanyuan. As a girl who has been away from school for various art exams since the last semester of her third year of high school, she has lived like a paradise, and she has no idea what is happening on campus today.

For example, the highest score in arts and sciences, and Li Xia's astonishing achievement.

So when Zhang Chuyu recounted Lixia's deeds as if he was honored.

Huang Yuanyuan curled her lips in disdain first, and complained, "Look at you, it's not that you did well in the exam, it's your friend, why are you so proud?"

Then when he turned his head, his expression changed.

Looking at the eldest lady like a little girl.

His face was full of envy.

"Isn't it amazing?"

"Choose whatever school you like?"

"Those recruiters from the admissions office have broken up the phone calls for you, right?"

It was chattering, but it was different from the words others used to praise Li Li just now.

Li Xia was a little bit dumbfounded, and waved his hand there.

"Where is it, I just reviewed it casually, it can be regarded as an extraordinary performance."

Well, good luck.

She is modest.

But having said that, the Big Three in the science class is not just herself, like Zhang Bo Lao Wang, who managed to get the highest score under their pursuit, which is indeed an extraordinary performance.

In terms of learning attitude, I am really inferior to those two.

After a pause, Li Xia suddenly felt emotional again.

"I think it's just the grades. It doesn't matter whether you do well in the exam or not. The most important thing is the scenery along the way. It's great to meet you."

"I focus on the process, not the result."

This is beautifully said, but the meaning is too sour.

As soon as she said it, even Huang Yuanyuan stopped flattering her, and she rolled her eyes bluntly in response.

The eldest lady also knew that she was embarrassed, coughed slightly, and planned to change the topic.

"Is there anything fun to talk about recently?"

This question was right on point, Huang Yuanyuan changed her expression, spoke again with a smile, and took out a magazine from her hand as if by magic.

It is square and square, with colorful pictures printed on it. The magazine is not thick, but the packaging looks extremely delicate.

If it is someone else, it is estimated that they still don't know what it is.

But for Li Xia who has been with him for many years, even in dim light, he can be recognized at a glance.

Isn't this the juvenile literature magazine?Also, it seems to be the latest one?

Chapter 353 360, serial content

The atmosphere in the room was a little dark, maybe it was because they started singing and playing around, and the searchlights on the wall were also turned off. In the whole room, only the screen was emitting colorful light spots, which moved from time to time with the tone, followed by As the screens of the MVs changed one after another, the atmosphere in the private room was dimly illuminated.

This is why Lixia doesn't like ktv, the private room is always too small, and with the change of light, she always has a feeling of suffocation like a stick in her throat.

Depressed.

Just like the story of "Flame Fist".

On the contrary, Zhang Chuyu and Huang Yuanyuan behaved very casually, with one foot on the coffee table, and boredly grabbing the crispy corners placed next to them to eat.She looks extremely unladylike.

If the boys in the school who had a crush on the two of them saw this, they would probably be shocked.

But since leaving school, it will be even more difficult to meet again, right?

Although there is a saying that is a bit literary and sad, it is also true.

Since the day when the college entrance examination ended, many people have seen the last side of their lives.

The so-called classmate associations are just those who have a good relationship with the initiators and are invited to visit, not to mention those who are not good at it.

Tens of years in the boundless years, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, it is really hard to say who can do well and who can do badly.

Cranky Kung Fu, time flies.

Girls are shy after all, and since there are no pushy boys present, naturally there are fewer scenes of scrambling for the microphone.Although the girl from Class [-] of Liberal Arts had a good relationship with Zhang Chuyu and the others, it was impossible for Huang Yuanyuan, who had a good voice, to steal the limelight from the boss.

Although this guy came late, he didn't have that good meal at all.

A group of people watched silently from below, and let Li Li hold the microphone and sing along one by one, satisfying Maiba's addiction.

Not to mention, it's really beautiful.

This girl's voice is warm and full, and many of the songs she chooses are lyrical and melodious little love songs, like a little lark who can talk.Just like this, it resounded softly in my ears, as the lyrical background sound, but it didn't seem irritable or unpleasant.

"I think Li Xia sings better."

I don't know how long it has passed before Huang Yuanyuan smiled and glanced at the girl sitting next to her.

This kind of behavior is somewhat sorry for the boss who treats the guests, but he lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, so that no one could hear him.

The little cultural and entertainment committee member nodded like a chick eating rice, echoing Huang Yuanyuan's thoughts.

Li Xia touched his nose, a little unaccustomed to such flattery.

He simply coughed and changed the subject.

"Huang Yuanyuan, can you lend me the book you brought earlier?"

Before this girl found out the latest issue of juvenile literature from nowhere, she must have passed through a newsstand, and she was curious, so she bought a copy to read.

In the days of junior high school, because of the serialization of Mr. Chow Yun-fat, juvenile literature can be said to be in full swing.The influence is so extensive that even many young people in the society know a thing or two.

Not to mention anything else, after the release of the physical book that year, it can be seen that it dominated the sales rankings for two years.

At first, juvenile literature was just a juvenile book for junior high school students, and the content was quite childish. In the end, some teacher Chow Yun-fat turned it into a connotation magazine for adults. It is really complicated.

However, with the disappearance of Mr. Chow Yun-fat in the past two years, juvenile literature has gradually lost its former dominance.Although it did not go bankrupt, some small downhill roads are inevitable.

For example, Huang Yuanyuan, she used to be a loyal reader of "Dream", and even followed up a series of sequels such as "Jingchi" later. The impression was good, but I didn't know what happened to Mr. Chow Yun-fat later. Not updating anymore, she gradually stopped buying magazines once a week.

Now that I hold the new issue in my arms again, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was a whim.

The duo in the dormitory actually liked the veteran author Chow Yun-fat that was widely rumored on the Internet, but they were spoiled by the exquisite writing style, and when they read other urban writings, they felt that they lacked meaning.

The two of them flipped through the novels just now, and found that the novels in the magazine were those who forcibly tried to reproduce Mr. Chow Yun-fat's writing style, and turned it into an unchanging urban novel about the sorrow of spring and autumn. Magazines are set aside.

Now that Li Xia mentioned it, this group of people barely raised their eyelids.

"Do you want to see it? I'll give it to you."

Huang Yuanyuan waved her hand with a look of indifference.

On the other hand, the little cultural and entertainment committee member at the side was attracted to the attention, stared blankly at the exquisitely packaged novel, and suddenly let out a voice of surprise.

"This is the latest juvenile literature? Can you show me too? Is Mr. Chow Yun-fat's new work updated to Chapter 3?"

After saying this, a group of talents were slightly surprised.