Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

"I accept."

Under the gaze of the entire audience, Song Xulin raised his chin proudly.

"Isn't that the whole show? Me! The most talented person in the attached high school!"

Chi Qinghe inevitably recalled the scene of the young man playing the magic guitar, and was hesitant to speak.

"Don't look so sad. I know my own weight." Song Xulin put his arm around Chi Qinghe's shoulders, revealing his big white teeth. "This is a compliment, not a derogatory word."

Liu Xi took the initiative and asked, "Do you need help?"

"Of course, my dear lady."

Song Xulin lowered his voice and smiled so brightly that Liu Xi blushed and left his sight almost instantly.

Chi Qinghe could only sigh and accept his fate by quarreling with the two kids.

In the temporary rehearsal room.

The rhythmic drum beats continued, sometimes violent like a rainstorm hitting rocks, sometimes gentle like a butterfly flapping its wings. The two arms alternated between beating, the left foot lightly tapped the hi-hat, and the right foot played the bass drum. The stick-changing movements were natural and smooth, which made the two people opposite look appreciative.

Perhaps because he hadn't touched the drum set for a long time, Song Xulin played particularly smoothly, switching between difficult songs and occasionally inserting some spontaneous performances. His drumsticks were almost sparking.

Later on, probably because he was thinking about what song to perform, his expression suddenly became serious.

Chi Qinghe's fingertips tapped rhythmically, playing a very exciting rock and metal music with a very passionate melody. This kind of music that blew up the whole place was the closing act...

It really has the style of Song Xulin.

I saw a grand piano next to the drum set, opened the lid, tried a few notes, nodded and sat down.

Soon, the drums blended into the piano, making the sound more three-dimensional and layered. Just as the two had almost merged, a bass suddenly joined in, and the melody quickly took on a narrative flavor...

It was clearly their first rehearsal, but they had such a tacit understanding that they looked like a fully-fledged band.

Song Xulin on the drum set had completely changed into a different person, his eyes full of madness for music, and every overlap of the three instruments could make his veins bulge with excitement.

He looked up at Chi Qinghe who was sitting in front of the piano. Even though the music he played was fierce and crazy, and even carried a sense of despair and darkness, he was still as elegant as a nobleman.

Every note was struck quickly and accurately, especially the acceleration of the main melody, which had a bit of graininess, which made him love it to death!

He looked at Liu Xi again, who had a cold face and was plucking the strings of the guitar quickly.

Unlike her usual quiet appearance, her expression was mixed with a hint of brutal world-weariness, and her soft singing also had a strong sense of explosive metal. The few angry notes at the climax were all what he wanted!

Song Xulin's strength in his hands grew stronger and stronger, as if he was infected by this rhapsody, his eyes were a little red with excitement!

This song represents the hope of a renewed war, the disdain for the invaders, and the mournful roar of wild ghosts beneath the ruins!

When it was almost over, he whistled excitedly.

"Hoo! Cool!"

The three of them were inevitably affected by the music, with a thin layer of sweat oozing from their foreheads, but all of them had smiles on their faces. Not only did they feel like they had met a worthy opponent, but they also felt the ultimate satisfaction of completing a piece of music together.

He looked at Chi Qinghe: "Genius!"

Then she looked like Liuxi, "Genius!"

Finally, he gave himself a thumbs up, "Super invincible genius!"

The three of them didn't know who started laughing first. Anyway, this rehearsal swept away the previous gloom and mist, and the weather was bright and sunny.

……

Gong Huasui and the female host came out of the rehearsal room and prepared to go to the open-air stage to wait.

The female host lifted her skirt, and the "tapping" sound of her high heels walking in the aisle was drowned out by the various sounds coming from the rehearsal rooms on both sides.

"I didn't expect someone to get a hidden mission, and one that's so difficult. I don't know what it will be like in the end. I hope it doesn't ruin the whole party, otherwise all our efforts will be in vain."

The female host obviously didn't like this temporarily added program, and her tone was filled with ridicule.

Gong Huasui had a blank expression on his face. "Since they dare to play, they must be capable."

The female host was straightforward. "Do you know who's on stage? Why do I feel like you know him?"

"I don't know and I don't know him. I just don't like to ridicule others behind their backs." Gong Huasui lowered his eyelids.

Not being able to see Qinghe was already annoying enough for him, but this partner was an idiot who always made trouble, either laughing or forgetting the lines, and she would drag things that could be completed in an hour into three hours.

He's annoying.

The female host shamelessly continued to try to find a topic, "What you said is so harsh! I'm heartbroken. Why don't you compensate me with something, Mr. Gong?"

Suddenly, Gong Huasui laughed, and his tone became tender and seductive, with a hoarseness, and just a few words made people dizzy.

"Then...how do you want me to compensate you?"

"Be my boyfriend." The female host licked her lips, her eyes full of determination and pride.

Gong Huasui suppressed the nausea in his heart and smiled more seductively, "After the party, wait for me backstage."

The female host's eyes widened. "Why not now?"

"I've never been in a relationship before, so you should give me more time to think about it and prepare."

"What are you preparing for?" The female host raised her red lips, moved closer, and her fingertips painted with red nail polish hooked on Gong Huasui's black tie in a charming and ambiguous way, twisted it around, and gently pulled it.

The distance between the two people narrowed instantly.

Gong Huasui's fists were stiff, but his expression remained as affectionate and handsome as ever. "Flowers? Dinner? Or..."

With every word she spoke, the female host's eyes showed more desire for Gong Huasui, and finally her body went limp and she deliberately fell into his arms.

She patted Gong Huasui's chest tenderly and scolded him, "I knew you had liked me a long time ago. You were so mean to me just now, waiting for me to take the initiative. You scared me to death. In the future, you can..."

Before he could finish the rest of his words, the door of the rehearsal room suddenly opened.

The hair on Chi Qinghe's forehead was slightly wet, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. He turned his head and spoke to the two people behind him. He was about to walk out, but he was caught off guard and broke the extremely ambiguous atmosphere between the two people at the door. He subconsciously said sorry.

He originally didn't care about these things. After all, it was understandable that adolescents couldn't help themselves, but why...

It could be Gong Huasui.