I heard you want to flirt with me?

He raised his eyes instantly, staring at Su Yunche with a pair of sparkling Ruifeng eyes, with a smile on his face: "Are you so sure?"

Su Yunche took off the earphones, with stars in his dark eyes, his tone was slow but firm, and he said softly: "You can't be the same as the outside. You are like the sun, there will never be shadows."

Ripples appeared in Song Suqing's eyes, and she wanted to speak, but the words stuck in her throat.

In fact, he also has shadows.

"You, if you don't sleep a few times in class, your grades will definitely improve." Su Yunche lowered his head and turned on the music on his mobile phone, and glanced at him lightly,

"You are very smart, with strong imitation ability and learning ability. You don't like memorizing, but as long as you write it once, you will remember it. Especially when you are doing science, as long as there are similar things, you can draw inferences.

The same is true for English. Although you don't memorize words, you will write down the meaning when you see it.You may not be able to spell it, but you must know it when you see it. "

Su Yunche put on the earphones, turned his head slightly to look at him, his eyes were determined, and the corners of his mouth rose to a certain extent: "Sometimes I think, I want to thank you for your laziness, otherwise I will give up my No.1 to you." you."

It was the first time Song Suqing heard Su Yunche say so many words to him, every word was like a ray of sunshine, penetrating his heart and warming his chest.

It turned out that someone had observed him and understood him in this way.

Song Suqing: "Brother Che, which university do you want to go to?"

I want to go with you.

He has always been doing nothing without a goal, if possible, he would like to follow in Su Yunche's footsteps.

Su Yunche was already lying on the table and was going to sleep, when he heard Song Suqing's cautious voice, he came out of his arms and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't know, just get out of here."

"Why do you want to leave here?"

Su Yunche was indifferent, and buried his face in his arms again.

He also asked himself this question.

Why do you have to want to leave here?

Is it because all relatives died here, or because there are no relatives here.

The autumn sun always sets faster, and the orange-red sunlight shines through the windows and dapples on the desks.

Cao Yan stepped on the bell of the last class and rushed into the classroom, ruining all the students' chance to go to the cafeteria to compete for the first place.

"You don't have to look at me so sadly, I was notified temporarily." Cao Yan gave Zhou Liaoming the completed report card, "Send one to each of you. This is your report card. I will give it to you when I go back tonight. Parent's signature."

"Is that going to be a parent-teacher meeting?" the little four-eyed Chen Huai in the front row raised his head and asked.

Cao Yan lowered his eyes: "Why do you want to hold a parent-teacher meeting? I haven't received a notice yet, but it is said that there is no need to hold it. There is also a big happy event. Next week will be New Year's Day. I have won three programs for you , are you going to perform something?"

Song Suqing, who had been lying on the desk without interest, stood up in an instant, stroking her hair with greasy hands: "In this case, at such a critical moment, it is better for me to appear on stage, let you experience my beautiful singing voice .”

Cao Yan roared angrily: "Song Suqing, sit down for me, you are all my own people, what kind of noise pollution are you making?"

"Mr. Song, forget it. Your singing voice made our class last. Why don't we go up and read poetry together." Xia Li made up his mind.

"Hahahahaha..."

Su Yunche, who had always been quiet, also thought of something, and suddenly smiled.

"Brother Che, what are you laughing at?" Song Suqing narrowed her eyes.

Su Yunche suppressed a smile: "I watched last year's New Year's Eve party, it should have noise pollution level ten."

"You actually saw it, don't you dislike places with many people?" Song Suqing was taken aback, then raised her eyebrows, "Are you attracted by my beautiful singing voice?"

Su Yunche drooped his brows and eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Haha"

Last year's New Year's Eve party was held in the auditorium.

Su Yunche really didn't like places with too many people, so last year's New Year's Eve party was dragged by the squad leader, and he found a reason to go out after a while.

A person wandered around the playground for a long time, reckoning that the time was almost over before going back.As a result, as soon as he entered the auditorium, he saw a young man standing under a beam of light in the center of the stage.

He has a handsome face and a tall and straight figure, and he is dressed in a black suit. The warm yellow light hits his face, and layers of light and shadow fall on his face, making him more gentle and tough.

He seemed to be a black angel in the light, exuding an evil spirit, and instantly attracted everyone's attention with the flip of his hand.

Holding the microphone, he winked at the audience, and the first sentence he said was out of tune: "Welcome everyone to Song Suqing's concert, my subwoofer, the sound is in people's hearts, quickly pick me, buy a share Not bad."

Su Yunche frowned slightly, what the hell is this.

The prelude sounded, which caught his attention instantly. He leaned against the door with crossed hands and listened attentively.

Soothing and quiet piano sound, it sounds like a feeling of dawn, clean and bright.

This is "ALittle Inspiration", a lyrical English song, very healing.It is also an English song that Su Yunche listens to the most, because its rhythm is catchy, the lyrics are easy to learn, and it is easy to learn spoken English.

But as soon as Song Suqing's voice sounded, the paradise just now led to the slaughterhouse in an instant.

His broken English is paired with rambunctious tones, and he sings the most healing songs.

"Am just can'tsleep" (amjustcan'tsleep)

"Date is dead, vivo search low match" (that'saviewsodeep)

"…………"

Su Yunche immediately turned around, closed the door, and fled from the auditorium.

The first time I listened to an English song, I felt like killing a pig. Since then, this song has been removed from his music library.

Song Suqing saw that everyone was laughing, but there was still a smile on her face, she didn't take it seriously: "Why are you laughing, didn't I make our class famous that time?"

Cao Yan's face darkened in an instant. At the beginning, more than a dozen teachers asked him who discovered Song Suqing, which made him run away as soon as he saw a familiar teacher.

"Sit down quickly, and do something shameful." Cao Yan glared at him.

Song Suqing scratched her head and smiled mischievously: "Don't be angry, at worst, I won't sing this time."

Cao Yan gave the registration form to Zhou Liaoming, and specifically asked: "You can give it to anyone, but you can't give it to Song Er. We have already lost face once, and we can't lose face again."

"Old Cao, show me some face..." Cao Yan's voice was always so loud that Song Suqing, who was in the last row, could hear him clearly, and as if angry, he patted the table and stood up.

Song Suqing saw Cao Yan turn his fat body around, squinting at him with squinted eyes, and said, "Old Cao, can you believe me, I really won't sing this time."

"Then what are you going to perform?" Su Yunche looked up at him and asked softly.

He knew that Song Suqing liked to show off, and the New Year's Eve party was such a good opportunity, he would want to show off no matter what.

The more Cao Yan refuses to give, the more arrogant he is, it is better to follow him, anyway, no matter how bad the English song is, it will not be a disaster.

When Song Suqing heard that someone cared about his performance, his eyes lit up instantly, and he coughed twice, full of momentum: "Listen up, everyone, I decided to perform and dance."

"Yo, my Song Boss is versatile." Xia Li still had spicy sticks in his mouth, looking at him with small eyes.

"Tsk, Mr. Song is an all-rounder." Chen Huai couldn't help pushing his thick glasses and looking at him.

"Oh, my Mr. Song is really coquettish." Zhou Liaoming turned his face away and hummed softly.

As the squad leader, Zhou Liaoming had no grades and no special skills, all because of his parents' relationship with Cao Yan.

Cao Yan also felt that the squad leader was just a messenger, so it didn't matter who was in charge.

But Zhou Liaoming made a note of it. He knew he had no skills, but he was just so angry that everyone was paying attention to Song Suqing.

Although Song Suqing was born with a smiling face and always smiled at everyone, Ruifeng's eyes and brows were all curled up, looking very sincere, righteous and generous.

But he is the class monitor, why the whole class listens to Song Suqing.

Song Suqing swaggered up to him, took the registration form from Zhou Liaoming's hand in front of Cao Yan, and gave a very greasy wink: "Is this so embarrassing? What will my brother show you in a few days?" It's called Sao, wait until I bring you Kerry (carry) to the audience."

Su Yunche caressed his forehead, he could barely speak English.

Cao Yan pretended to kick him: "Go back, there are still two programs that anyone can claim?"

"Me!" Zhou Liaoming raised his hand high.

"Then what are you going to perform?" Cao Yan asked.

Zhou Liaoming bowed his head: "Talk show."

Cao Yan rejected him straight away: "Last year you were also a talk show, this year you should change it. Is there anyone else who signed up? Hurry up and fight for it. I heard that if you win this year, you can get a bonus."

As soon as the words came out, a bunch of people raised their hands, scrambling to be the first to argue.

Cao Yan was taken aback: "Are all the high school students nowadays so powerful?"

When Song Suqing heard that there was a bonus, she yelled at Su Yunche who had been resting with her head down: "Brother Che, if you have money, go sign up too."

"It's good if I can watch it, but you still want me to perform on stage." Su Yunche looked up at him lightly, "I will recite three English compositions tomorrow."

Song Suqing choked: "My brother Che, who looks like a fairy, naturally wouldn't do such down-to-earth things as street performers."

In the next week, Song Suqing would be pressured by Su Yunche to memorize during the day, practice calligraphy, and brush up questions, and at night, she would go home to check her dance moves.

He kept the show he was going to perform from everyone, but he wanted to tell Su Yunche, but it was a pity that Su Yunche never asked.

So he had no choice but to ask back by himself on a sunny noon.

"Brother Che, don't you want to know what dance I will perform the day after tomorrow?" Song Suqing lay on the table, with her eyes protruding from her arms, looking straight at him, looking innocent and pitiful.

Su Yunche was reading his English composition, glanced at him, and said coldly: "I don't want to, come here, your grammar is wrong, this is the future tense, you can't use it..."

"Brother Che..." Song Suqing called out to him aggrievedly.

Su Yunche tilted his head: "What's wrong?" If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Song Suqing hooked his fingers at him. Although Su Yunche was suspicious, he still leaned forward.

It was cold, and Song Suqing's hot breath hit his earlobe, it was hot and humid, and it was still a little familiar.

All of a sudden, the melodious voice of Qingquan broke into his ears: "I'm going to dance Latin dance."

Su Yunche was taken aback: "..." What?Is it the Latin he knows?

He stepped back and looked at Song Suqing with his eyes around him. He was about 1.8 meters tall, a burly boy with well-developed limbs, dancing... Latin dance!

"You...can you twist it?" Su Yunche raised his eyebrows slightly and asked solemnly.

The author has something to say: the degree of provocation

Song II - 30%

Brother Che - 10%