God, he's reborn

The weather is getting colder and colder. For Lin Zhao, getting out of bed has become a kind of torture.But the most torturous thing is not getting out of bed, but riding a bike.

"Running" against the bitter cold wind in the early morning is so sour.Although Lin Zhao put on gloves and a scarf under Lin Junguo's nagging, it was still the same—the cold in the south cannot be blocked by clothes at all.No matter how tightly wrapped it was, Lin Zhao also felt a cold feeling of running naked in the ice and snow.

But Qin Muyang is even better, no matter how cold it is, he always wears a down jacket, jeans, and casual shoes, without a scarf or gloves.

"Aren't you cold?" Lin Zhao exhaled, bringing out a cloud of white mist.

"not cold."

Qin Muyang said so, but his hands were already red from the cold.

Lin Zhao took off his gloves: "I'll put them on for you."

Qin Muyang didn't answer: "What will you do if you give it to me?"

"I'm not afraid of the cold." Lin Zhao said, "here, take it quickly."

Qin Muyang thought for a while and said, "How about this, I will wear the gloves, you put the car back, and I will take you."

This method is good, but Qin Muyang will be more tired.Lin Zhao hesitated for a second, then happily put the car back.

Lin Zhao let the car go, Qin Muyang had already put on his gloves and sat in the car waiting for him.He ran over and panted, "I'll give you the scarf too."

Qin Muyang didn't want it: "You wear the scarf yourself."

Regardless of his objection, Lin Zhao put the scarf around his neck and got into the car: "Let's go."

Riding a bike was not as cold as riding a bike, but without the protection of a scarf, Lin Zhao was still so cold that his neck shrank.

Qin Muyang said in front: "Put your hands in your pockets and lean your body against me as much as possible, it might be better." His mouth was surrounded by a scarf, and he couldn't speak very clearly.

Hearing this, Lin Zhao moved in, and then leaned his head on Qin Muyang's back: "Well, it's much better this way."

The sky was foggy, and the orange street lamps gave off a hazy light.On this deserted morning, Lin Zhao felt unprecedented warmth.

In such a cold winter, the only thing that can give people comfort is the New Year's Day holiday.It was only mid-December, and some classmates pestered He Xian to ask how the New Year's holiday was arranged.

He Xian looked innocent: "If you ask me, I don't know. The school hasn't issued a notice yet. But according to the usual practice, it should be make-up classes on the 29th, and holidays on the 31th, [-]st, and [-]st."

Everyone cheered: "Leave it for three days? That's great."

He Xian poured cold water on it: "I'm guessing too, how to release it still depends on the school's arrangement."

Art committee member Zhang Ting asked: "Mr. He, is our class going to hold a New Year's Day celebration?"

He Xian said with a smile: "New Year's Day is still early, we'll see then."

Zhang Ting said: "It's getting late, it's only two weeks away. You give us a certain number, if it's going to be held, everyone should prepare in advance."

He Xian said helplessly: "Every one of you is a sophomore in high school and still thinks about playing all day long. If you put half of your mind on playing on your studies, I don't have to worry about it."

The following immediately chattered about it.

"Oh, sister He, let's hold it. We have to relax once in a while, don't we?"

"Yes, didn't you say that you can only learn well if you play well."

"We guarantee that there will be no impact on learning."

"Sister He, you are the best."

Under the sugar-coated shells of everyone, He Xian compromised: "If the school allows it, it will be held, but the premise is that you have performed well in the past two weeks."

Everyone said in unison: "Good!"

Two days later, the school's holiday notice came out. As He Xian guessed, Monday's class will be made up on the 29th, and evening self-study can be arranged freely; No. 30, 31, and No. [-] are off; No. [-] will return to school in the afternoon. I have to study by myself in the evening.

Hearing this news, everyone went crazy with joy. "Evening self-study can be arranged freely", which basically defaults to holding a New Year's Day party for evening self-study.

You must know that the school leaders of the No. [-] Middle School have always opposed the activities of the class. In the past, which class would hold New Year's Day celebrations to take advantage of the class meeting.

The people in Class [-] have already made preparations for the "One Class Celebration". Who knows that there will be a night of surfing, and everyone is very excited.

So in this week's class meeting, everyone was excitedly discussing how to do the New Year's Day party.He Xian stood aside and didn't interrupt. He only reminded everyone to keep their voices down when the voice in the class was too loud.

After a class discussion, Zhang Ting concluded: In order to ensure that everyone can participate, everyone in the class must perform on stage.You can prepare a program by yourself, or you can form a team with several people.Singing, dancing, skits, cross talk, anything is fine, no quality is required, as long as it is prepared.

At the end of the class meeting, Lin Zhao collapsed.Firstly, he can't sing, secondly, he can't dance, thirdly, he has no sense of humor, and fourthly, he can't play tricks. What kind of performance does a person like him who has no literary sense at all go up?

Qin Muyang touched his head and comforted him: "We can form a team to perform."

Wang Xiang leaned forward and said, "Yes, the four of us can form a team."

Wang Xiang is Liu Weiwei's overactive deskmate, and he is also the last one in the class.But because he is a sports student, the pressure on cultural achievements is not as great as that of Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao wanted to team up with Qin Muyang, but he didn't know how to reject Wang Xiang.In the end, it was Liu Weiwei who saw what he was thinking, and pulled Wang Xiang back: "Don't meddle in other people's love at the same table, we're in a group."

"Okay." Wang Xiang asked enthusiastically, "Then what shall we perform? Sing? Dance? How about dancing? It's better to dance."

Liu Weiwei said, "Sprint."

"What?" Wang Xiang thought he heard it wrong, "What did you just say?"

"I'm talking about sprinting," Liu Weiwei said solemnly, "I'll be the coach, and you'll be the athlete. Anyway, sprinting is your specialty, isn't it?"

Wang Xiang turned his head away expressionlessly: "Forget it, I'd better find someone else."

Lin Zhao asked Qin Muyang in a low voice, "What shall we perform then?"

Qin Muyang said: "Just sing, it's easier to sing."

Lin Zhao was a little worried: "But I don't sing very well."

"It's okay," Qin Muyang said, "I don't sing well either."

Lin Zhao: ...

So why do we still perform and sing?

After that, Qin Muyang should go to class and do homework, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Qin Muyang didn't mention it, and Lin Zhao didn't mention it either.It's just singing a song, and deliberately mentioning it, as if he cares a lot.

Although he does care.

One week before New Year's Day, Qin Muyang finally remembered this: "What song shall we sing on New Year's Day?"

Lin Zhao was still testing Qin Muyang's new words in the back seat. The topic changed so quickly that he didn't realize it for a while: "New Year's Day? New Year's Day."

Qin Muyang said: "I asked you what song you sang on New Year's Day, but I didn't ask you about your English on New Year's Day."

"Oh, what are you talking about." Lin Zhao finally realized, "There are quite a lot of songs for the two of us to sing together, and then we can choose one at random." In fact, he had already made a choice in his heart, but he was embarrassed to say come out.

"I don't know many songs." Qin Muyang said, "Why don't you come to my house later, we have selected the songs, and we can practice them tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Lin Zhao nodded: "Okay."

Qin Muyang reminded him: "Call home."

"I know." Lin Zhao took out the phone from Qin Muyang's pocket and called Lin Junguo.

Lin Zhao often went to Qin Muyang's house under the guise of making up lessons. Although Lin Junguo knew that Qin Muyang's grades were not as good as Lin Zhao's, it was a fact that Lin Zhao's grades had improved, and it was also a fact that he had studied hard recently, so he never Do not block.

It doesn't matter whether they are real make-up lessons or fake make-up lessons, anyway, Qin Muyang will not lead Lin Zhao badly.

But every time Lin Zhao went to Qin Muyang's house to stay overnight, Qin Muyang would tell Lin Zhao to tell Lin Junguo.Gradually, Lin Zhao also developed a habit.

Lu Wanqing extended a warm welcome to Lin Zhao's arrival, and immediately asked Aunt Zhang to cook some supper.

She still regards Lin Zhao as a top student, and she likes this child with good grades and obedience from the bottom of her heart.

Qin Haifeng is also at home, I don't know if it's because he wants to accompany Lu Wanqing, he spends more time at home recently.

Lin Zhao greeted Qin Haifeng and Lu Wanqing, ate the supper prepared by Aunt Zhang, and then went back to the room with Qin Muyang.

Once in the room, Lin Zhao unceremoniously lay down on Qin Muyang's bed: "It's so supportive."

Qin Muyang turned on the computer and laughed at him: "Who told you to eat so much, you have to be seventy percent full for dinner."

Lin Zhao and him said poorly, "I'm here for supper, and I have to eat [-]% full."

While speaking, Qin Muyang had already turned on the computer.He opened Baidu, searched for "songs sung by two people", and came up with a list of songs.

Qin Muyang asked Lin Zhao to choose, and Lin Zhao said lazily, "You can just choose any one."

That being said, he still walked over.

The first song on the playlist was "Coral Sea". Qin Muyang turned on Kugou and listened to it, then turned it off in less than a minute: "This song is too difficult."

In fact, Lin Zhao quite liked this song, but he also felt that this song was too difficult to control, and it was not suitable for the two of them who were laymen.

The second song on the playlist is "Why I Love You So Much", and Lin Zhao seemed to complain: "It's all about love and love."

Qin Muyang didn't speak, he turned on the song and turned it off after listening to a sentence.

The third song on the playlist is "You are a song in my heart". Lin Zhao shouted in his heart, "Just this one, this one is the male god, choose this one", but on the surface he said casually: "This year this year The song seems to be quite popular."

This time Qin Muyang persisted for 2 minutes, and then said: "How about this one."

Lin Zhao looked at the long playlist, and said duplicity: "Don't you want to listen to anything else?"

"No, I'm familiar with this song, and it's not that difficult. Let's try to sing along first." Qin Muyang asked, "Do you sing male or female?"

Lin Zhao: "Whatever, men and women are the same."

Qin Muyang said: "Then you sing the male and I sing the female."

Qin Muyang clicked to play, Lin Zhao cleared his throat, still a little nervous.

After the prelude was played, Lin Zhao sang along with Wang Leehom: "You are a song in my heart, and a flower blooms in my heart."

He secretly practiced this song many times at home. It is not as exaggerated as the sound of nature, but the sound is stable and accurate, above the horizontal line.

Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and waited for Qin Muyang to speak.He thought foolishly, if the male god is so good, he must sing very well.

Qin Muyang looked relaxed, and sang along: "You are a song of my life, and misses converge into a river."

Lin Zhao: ...

Man, are you really familiar with this song?Why do you sing differently than what I hear?

Qin Muyang put his hand to his mouth and coughed twice, and said, "I didn't feel the feeling just now, so start over."

Lin Zhao sang his own line again, and waited for a miracle to happen.

Qin Muyang sang confidently: "You are a song of my life, misses merge into a river."

Lin Zhao: ...

Lin Zhao finally knew that it turned out that Qin Muyang said that he sang badly, not because he was modest, but because of the truth.

After a song came down, Lin Zhao was almost taken out of tune by Qin Muyang several times.

Qin Muyang turned off the music, and tried his best to act nonchalantly: "That's right, that's it."

Lin Zhao almost blurted out: "areyousure?" But he held back.

There is still a week to go, maybe Qin Muyang will practice more, and he won't be out of tune... what?