No. 2 Middle School holds three student gatherings, farewell party, new year party and new year party every year. Overall, the New Year party is of the best quality. Every year, there are TV stations recording, farewell party at the bottom, and TV stations recording every year.

This quality is naturally relatively important. In fact, the hardware and funds provided by No. 2 Middle School have already exceeded 90% of the schools. In addition, most of the students have a wealthy family and have the conditions to study and cultivate various talents since childhood. There are also various clubs on the school. The lower limit is higher than the upper limit of other schools, so it is not much worse.

Nearly half of the farewell party, after a piano piece that was elegant but not many people liked, Yu Xiaoxi slowly walked to the center of the stage in a long black dress. Under the light, the girl's skin was better than snow. She smiled and praised her performance, and then announced the next program.

"Next, I'll invite Chen Ya from Class 9 of the third year to bring us Chinese-style songs, Lin Suyuan's "Moonlight".

Zhang Yang yawned, and when he heard the words "Chinese style", he was excited and looked up on the stage.

A boy wearing a traditional school uniform walked slowly to the center of the stage holding the microphone and slowly said in the accompaniment: "Today is the day we are about to bid farewell to the campus, and it is also the birthday of a classmate who is very special in my heart..."

There was a commotion in the audience.

Liu Chan grabbed Lin Yiran's hand and exclaimed in a low voice: "Wow, Chen Ya can actually sing? It's hidden! "

Wang Shanshan said, "Yiyi, if he confesses to you in public, how are you going to respond?"

"Who said he sang it for me?"

Lin Yiran rolled his eyes, "Besides, they just want to show their talents and affection. It doesn't matter who they sing to. Wang Yiran, Liu Yiran, Zhao Yiran, Su Yiran, I can do it. Can I respond if I need to respond?"

At this time, many people around were looking here. Liu Chan lowered her voice and smiled in her ear: "What if Zhang Yang sing?"

Lin Yiran's heart was thrilled and blushed a little. Fortunately, the lights in the audience were very dim, so she was not afraid of being seen. She said in a slight angrily: "He can't sing!"

"I know there is another classmate who has the same idea as me. Although his program was eliminated, it doesn't matter. Our mood is the same. I can express it for you."

One morning, Zhao Kuo wanted to sing and confess his love in front of the school gate, but the matter that was disturbed by Zhang Yang spread more widely. Although Chen Ya did not name it, those who knew about it could immediately guess what he was saying. Some people who didn't know it were soon popularized by the classmates, and the laughter quickly expanded in the audience.

The instructor sitting in the guest seat also frowned, but hesitated for a moment. Seeing that there was no microphone in front of him, he resisted the idea of ​​controlling the scene.

"I'm going to give you the first "Moonlight" by Lin Suyuan, I hope you will like it."

Chen Ya on the stage took a breath and sang along with the accompaniment, but obviously she said too much and didn't have time to sing at the beginning, so she followed her humming and then sang the lyrics.

"Open the window of memory that has been covered with dust for many years, gently lift the wind, and think of the crape myrtle on the wall"

"That moonlight, your smiling face"

...

To be fair, this person has excellent singing skills and voice, so it is definitely okay to get one of the top ten campuses. The audience, which was originally a little turbulent because of his opening, quickly calmed down, and the whole audience was silent. Only the tall and handsome boy on the stage was sending his last birthday wishes to the girl he had secretly loved.

Zhou Fan leaned over to Zhang Yang, and his tone was a little worried, "This guy sang very well. You won't be crushed when you look back, right?"

"Don't worry, it's not a draft."

Zhang Yang glanced at Lin Yiran's position. A short distance of three or four meters was separated by the sea of ​​people and darkness into an insurmountable galaxy.

"That's right, you take over people's harmony."

Zhou Fan nodded, then came over and lowered his voice, "Are you sure you won't think about it anymore? After singing this song, you and Lin Yiran will probably be finished."

Zhang Yang said nothing.

Zhou Fan said again: "Or you modify the lyrics, "Who married you, I will have my wife too." Isn't it good to change it to "You who used to be sentimental, now my gentle and virtuous wife?" and it also rhymes, and it will definitely sound better when singing."

Zhang Yang still didn't say anything.

Zhou Fan curled his lips and sat upright and continued to listen to the song. After twenty seconds, he suddenly came over again, "How about the wife who is lying beside me now?"

Zhang Yang breathed, "Listen to the song."

Zhou Fan said "stop" and said, "Listen, listen, anyway, the person who is bleeding is not me."

After a while, he came over again, "Will Lin Yiran wait for a while, don't you feel sorry for?"

Before Zhang Yang could speak, Luo Shen suddenly appeared: "If you want to change the song now, it's still time."

Zhang Yang asked: "What to change? "On the Qingming Rain"? Or "Nunchaku"?"

"Simple Love."

“When is another song coming out?”

"Just, didn't you want to hear the notice, and I didn't tell you."

"How did this song trigger?"

"I have to ask myself this, I can only advise you to make a careful decision and regret it as soon as possible."

...

Seeing that Zhang Yang had been pretending to be dead, Zhou Fan cursed "Coward!" and probably felt that he was helpless, so he finally stopped coming over and whispering.

"You look shy"

Chen Ya finished singing in the lingering sound, bowed to the curtain call, left a sentence "Happy birthday" in the tide of applause, and turned around and walked off the stage.

Zhang Yang had almost no impression of the following programs, and even forgot about the nervousness. While he was struggling, his phone was shocked and he took it out and saw that it was a message from Yu Xiaoxi: "Senior, come to the backstage to prepare!"

Zhang Yang said to Zhou Fan, walked quietly to the back, and walked around and headed for the backstage.

Almost at the same time, Lin Yiran, who was amused by the sketches on the stage, covered her mouth and turned her head to look at Zhang Yang's seat. In the darkness, she naturally saw nothing.

There were several times before, and it was all the same, but I knew that he must be there and didn't care. This time I felt a little uneasy.

Lin Yiran thought for a moment and didn't think of any accidents that could happen. He wouldn't be so stupid that he was jealous of Chen Ya, right?

If so, it must have been intentional!

...Bad guy!

Zhang Yang came to the backstage and was told that there were three more programs. After that, it was his turn. He felt powerless when he wanted to complain but felt that there was no problem with this. He took ten seconds to try the tone and naturally there was no need to adjust anything. So he stood in the backstage channel with his guitar in his arms, and his mind was tangled like a tumultuous journey.

Do you want to change the song?

Such a beautiful girl... Just having a relationship... It's normal to break up, what harm does it mean to hurt you... At worst, don't be a scumbag, just walk with her... It's impossible, impossible...

Last time I had no choice but to retreat, so I could only refuse him. This time... why did he choose this method? Just sing it to yourself secretly. Do you think the last confession was not a big deal?

But... why do you feel a little surprised, or even more and more?

No, no, you have to be steady and calm. You can't be seen by Liu Chan and Shanshan, otherwise you will be embarrassed... This bad guy... What to do? What to do? His face is so hot...

When will he write songs?
Chapter completed!