Who is the child?

"Then I don't want to know yet." Jin Xi muttered, "Don't want to lie to me to make a fool of myself."

"I haven't come on stage yet, how can I presumably make a fool of myself?"

"It will definitely." Jin Xi insisted: "I don't have this talent. Do you understand? Others will laugh to death."

"You don't have the courage, you're a little coward."

"Whatever you say."

Jin Xi stopped engaging in his provocation, stood up and patted the grass on his trouser legs: "Let's go, be bye."

"Oh." Bo Yan suddenly reached out and held her wrist.

Jin Xi bowed her head: "What."

"I won't laugh at you."

She shook his hand away in a cool and cool manner.

As Bo Yan said, it was not long after, several square formations were arranged under the command of the instructor, and they all sat down and started singing.

Xu Chaoyang shouted with great enthusiasm: "Are any students from the second row volunteering to perform the show?"

Of course, the students in the second row were extremely united and shouted in unison: "No!"

Xu Chaoyang:...

Should I give face like this?

"Ahem, then I'm going to name it."

In the crowd, Jin Xi looked at Bo Yan in horror. Bo Yan leaned against the tree trunk and was casually on the grass. He glanced at her from a distance and gave him a mouth: "Come on."

Jin Xi shook her head in a hurry: "Don't think about it!"

Xu Chaoyang: "Hey, I think Jin Xi has an idea, everyone applauds!"

Jin Xi:...

Have your uncle's idea.

The warm applause was already ringing, and Jin Xi gritted his teeth and stepped out, blushing.

Jin Xi pulled Xu Chaoyang's sleeve and whispered: "I don't have much talent!"

Xu Chaoyang: "What will you do?"

Jin Xi: "I can break big stones in my chest, okay?"

Xu Chaoyang: "Okay, Jin Xi wants to sing a song for us, everyone applauds!"

Jin Xi:...

"Then... I'll sing Jay Chou's "Drunk Red Cliff" to everyone."

Xu Chaoyang asked in surprise: "Does Jay Chou still have this song?"

Jin Xi: "Ah?"

Looking at her little face that was so red that it was about to drip, her eyes were extremely frivolous. Xu Chaoyang knew that this guy was so nervous that his soul was out of his body.

"I've confirmed my eyes and I've met the right person..."

When Jin Xi finished singing this sentence, she ran into Bo Yan's eyes again. Her voice trembled, and then the tune began to run around from all over the place, and the laughter from the audience turned into a pot of porridge.

She swore that it must be the darkest moment in her life.

Jin Xi last started singing at the Children's Day show in the first grade of elementary school. She had two red cubes on her face and beautiful moles on her eyebrows. She wore the insect outfit specially prepared by her step-brother for her. She was like a little white maggot with wings, and stood on the stage and sang "The Insect Flying" on the stage.

That time, Chen Pingchuan stood in the closest place to her in the audience. After she finished singing, she applauded hard, and almost burst into tears. She couldn't wait to tell people around her: "That's my sister, my sister is so fucking cute!"

Jin Xi still remembers the expression of the old father with a happy face.

This time, her tone still ran a hundred and eight thousand miles, and laughter kept coming around.

"I am so frank, Cao Cao's coffin board can't be pressed!"

"Jay Chou burst into tears when he heard this."

"The girl is a little cute."

...

Of course, they were all sarcastic without malicious sarcasm. Jin Xi had expected it long ago, so she didn't take it to heart. She insisted on singing this song starting and ending.

The classmates applauded her, and she returned to her queue with her red face and looked at Bo Yan again.

Bo Yan's eyes were filled with smiles under his Yingkuo's eyebrows. He stretched out his hand and slapped her twice, which was to applaud her.

Jin Xi made a mouth shape at him and said angrily: "I thank you."

At night, she walked back to the dormitory with an empty basin and found a piece of paper at the door. Jin Xi picked it up curiously, opened the thin paper pad outside, and there was a painting inside. It was the one that Bo Yan was sitting under the tree today.

But there is a difference. Everyone has a black and white tone without faces, but only one girl in the crowd, with her beautiful face and beautiful colors, was instantly highlighted, and everyone became her foil.

She erected her small chest, her arms were close to her side, glasses were hung on the bridge of her nose, and her brows were tightly frowned, with an expression that was extremely serious and serious.

There are two smooth and vigorous small regular script characters in the upper left corner of the painting -
Chapter completed!