The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

Like all the students in the class, Zhou Xing, who was sitting in the back, also set his eyes on the singing boy, staring straight at the boy's face. The boy's voice was clean and his singing was very pleasant.

He touched his chin with his hand. He didn't know what dialect the boy sang, and he couldn't understand the lyrics.But from the boy's singing, he could clearly feel what he wanted to express, reluctance and nostalgia.

Who is he missing?Who do you hate?He was a little puzzled.

Singing is the thing that can best express a person's emotions, and the thing that can't deceive people the most.At this moment, he suddenly became a little curious about this classmate.

The humming sound gradually stopped, and the singing ended.

Withdrawing his gaze into the distance, his gaze collided with the gaze of the big boy behind him, and the two looked at each other across the crowd.Qiao Minglang looked away, nodded to the students below, and went down.

At this time, the students just woke up like a dream, applauded one after another, and shouted: "It sounds good, it sounds good."

"Study committee member, you haven't told us what song you are singing."

"The study committee will play another song."

There are still people booing below, wanting the study committee to sing another song.

The study committee member sitting below smiled and shook his head, refusing to go up again.

Chen Junfei bumped Next Zhou Xing with his hand, and said a little unexpectedly: "It's really unexpected, our study committee sings so beautifully."

Zhou Xing pushed classmate Chen's arm away with a look of disgust. You don't need to say it, I don't know how to listen.

"The one who yells the loudest is you. You come up and perform a show for everyone." Instructor Zhao pulled the student who yelled the loudest up to perform a show for everyone.The boy who was named was pushed up by everyone, and everyone clamored for him to perform.

"I don't have any unique skills to show you, so I'll sing a song for you."

As he said this, the student yelled at the top of his voice, a song was completely out of tune, and he himself sang more and more vigorously. The students below wanted to throw their shoes on and people off.

"Out of tune, out of tune!"

"It's too ugly..."

"Haha, thank you all for your support."

A group of students who were unfamiliar yesterday became familiar with each other after a few days of military training.

Hearing the noise of the students, Zhao Qi glanced at the students sitting below.For a moment just now, he was also moved by the boy's singing. The boy's singing reminded him of his military life in the past. A group of people sat around and sang together. Everyone sang in various languages, singing to their relatives, Friends, lovers.

If there is any common language in this world, it is probably singing.

The instructors of the second class were also resting with their students. Seeing how lively the class next door was, they shouted for fellowship. The students of the two classes formed a big circle and sat down to play games together.

Boys in two classes compete to do push-ups. Each class sends three students to see which class can do the most push-ups within 1 minute.

"I'll come." Zhou Xing, the squad leader, did his part and stood up.

"Count me in." Chen Junfei also raised his hand and jumped out.

Seeing that all the tall boys came out from class one, several tall boys from class two also stood up, and the six boys from the two classes stood together facing each other.

"Who will come first?" The coaches of the two classes acted as referees.

"I'll come, I'll come." Chen Junfei was the first to stand up, and a boy from Class [-] also stood up.

"Wow, what's the boy's name, he's so handsome."

The girls in the second class saw the handsome boy in the first class, and they all asked what the boy's name was.

The two classes started to compare. In the first round, class [-] won class [-], and in the second round, class [-] won class [-]. The two classes were tied, leaving only the last round.

The boys in class two gave the monitor of class one a provocative look.Receiving the provocation from the other party, Zhou Xing smiled, took off his hat, and handed it to a classmate, "Help me hold it."

A hat was stuffed into his hand, and Qiao Minglang helped to hold it.

"Beep-"

As soon as the whistle blew, the two boys started doing push-ups.

"One, two, three... 51, 52..."

After half of the time, the boys in class two obviously lost their physical strength, and their speed slowed down.The monitor of Class 120 kept his speed unchanged, while the boys in Class [-] got down on the ground, and the monitor of Class [-] had already broken [-], and finally crushed the opponent with a total of more than [-].

Zhou Xing got up from the ground and reached out his hand to the boys in class two.

The boy saw the hand in front of him, raised his hand to hold the opponent's hand, stood up, bumped the opponent's shoulder with his shoulder, and was convinced of his defeat.

"The monitor of your class is good." The instructor of the second class said to the instructor of the first class: "It's a pity not to be a soldier for such a good seedling."

After the push-ups in the two classes, they started to run again.

This time it was a relay race, with four players from each class.

"Squad leader, monitor, we're relying on you." The students in class one picked out their monitor.Originally, Zhou Xing didn't even want to go up to the game after winning a game, but he was pushed out by his classmates. Seeing that he couldn't get rid of it, he could only continue to play.

This time, Chen Junfei was also pushed out of the competition by his classmates.

Just running is meaningless, and some people want to make a bad move, and you have to run alone. As for whether it is a boy or a girl, it is up to you. "If there are girls who are willing to let you carry it, of course No problem."

"Hahaha..." The group of people below burst into laughter.

Since you want to run with someone on your back, it must be that the lighter the person on your back, the faster you can run.

"Come here and let me recite it." Chen Junfei grabbed Tong Guan, both of them were boys, so it didn't matter.Tong Guan laughed, climbed onto Chen Junfei's back, grabbed Chen Junfei's ears with both hands, "You have to run faster later, we want to take the first place."

"Don't pull my ears, be careful I'll throw you off." Chen Junfei almost threw off the person on his back.Fortunately, Tong Guan grabbed it and then let go. He clasped his shoulders with both hands, and lay obediently on his back.

Chen Wei looked around and found that the youngest boy in their class was carried away by Chen Junfei, so he discussed with Chen Junfei, "Let me borrow Xiaotong for a while."

"No." Chen Junfei refused immediately, and easily carried Xiao Tong on his back.

"Hahaha..." Tong Guan laughed loudly.

"..." Chen Wei.

"Is everyone ready?" This time, everyone didn't need the instructor to be the referee. They chose the referee themselves, and the referee shouted: "It's started."

"Prepare - run!"

The two boys standing in front of the starting line ran up, each with a person on their backs, ran to the pole in front, turned a corner, and then ran back.

"come on! Come on……"

"Come on one team, come on one team..."

"Come on, shift two, come on, shift two..."

The students in each class are cheering for the players in their class.

"Hurry up, hurry up..." Seeing that he was about to reach the finish line, Xiaotong, who was lying on other people's backs, was more nervous than the runners, and slapped his back. people.

puff--

Chen Junfei was almost slapped by the person on his back, he almost vomited blood, and shouted: "Don't hit me!"

Fortunately, in the end, he still won the second class by a narrow margin. If the people on his back didn't make trouble, he could still run faster.

"Hahaha, we are first, we are first." Seeing that they arrived first, Tong Guan slapped the person behind him several times.Chen Junfei quickly put him down, he suspected that if he didn't put him down, he would be shot to death.

Boy, this is a relay race, and there are still three rounds to go!

Chen Junfei put his hands on his knees and gasped for breath, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, doesn't this kid know what a relay race is?

However, he ran first for himself and bought time for the players behind him. As a player in the first round, he has completed his task and will not hold back the players behind.

The boys in the second round took over and continued to run, followed by the third round.

In the third round, the distance between the two classes was already very close, and their class was only a little faster than the second class.Zhou Xing was in charge of the last round. The people who waited until the third round were about to come back. When they raised their eyes, they caught the people standing on the sidelines watching the excitement. He grabbed Qiao Minglang's wrist and pulled them over.

"Hey!" What are you doing!Qiao Minglang was stunned for a moment, before he wanted to ask the other party what he wanted to do, but was thrown on his back by the other party.

Chen Wei handed the baton to their squad leader and shouted "Squad leader, run!"

Zhou Xing took the baton, put it in Qiao Minglang's hand, picked it up and ran away.

"..." Qiao Minglang, who was inexplicably picked up and ran away, Zhou Xing had already started running with him on his back.But knowing that it was a competition, he didn't make a fuss about coming down, but asked angrily: "What are you doing to carry me?"

With a person on his back, Zhou Xing ran easily without any burden.

When he ran to the corner and saw that the people from Class Two were still behind them, Zhou Xing kept a distance on purpose, not too fast, just enough to keep a little faster than others.Hearing the question from the person on his back, Zhou Xing looked back at Qiao Minglang and said, "I'm not familiar with them."

"..." Qiao Minglang, we don't know each other very well either!

Zhou Xing ran back to the starting point with his back on his back. Without a doubt, his class won the first place again this time.

As soon as he got back to the finish line, Qiao Minglang got off Zhou Xing's back and silently returned to the team.Zhou Xing looked at the young man who was standing back in the line, a smile flashed in his eyes, he subconsciously wanted to raise his heels to follow, but someone grabbed his hand.

"We won, we won." Seeing that their class ran first, the students in class one danced happily.

The students in the second class lost the game again, so they were a little unhappy.

"Our friendship is the first, and the competition is the second." Wang Jian shouted with a smile. :