Rebirth begins with a school-wide review

Chapter 22 My brother sings really well

"I sing so badly?"

Wang Haodong came back from rebirth, and he really can't remember the memories "after" decades.

It was just such a sentence, Wen San and Pan Jun began to criticize:
"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, Brother Dong, this is not when you are training."

"Who hasn't experienced your devotion to serve the country? When you opened your mouth and the land collapsed, Maitreya Buddha will be sung and cried by you."

"Good job, leave a way for all sentient beings to survive."

...

Wang Haodong looked at the few people speechlessly.

After Wu Qing passed away in his previous life, he would often go to the mangrove forest in Shenzhen City with his guitar and hum softly for some reason.

It seems that that is already his only hobby, the high-end temperament of an old single who asks what love is in the world, and can't stop crying on both sides of the strait, can still be sung.

On the other side, Li Haichao seemed to be deliberately provoking, and looked straight at Wang Haodong.

More and more people surrounded him. This guy really regarded himself as a big star, and his aura became stronger in the crowd.

Wang Haodong took Pan Jun's guitar over.

"Don't!" Wen San was the first to run towards Li Haichao, and Pan Jun also jumped up and ran away.

Wu Qing also instinctively wanted to leave, but the little girl just got up and felt that it was not good to leave like this, and there was nowhere to go, so it was impossible to go to Li Haichao's place to listen to him sing.

So he asked in a daze: "Brother, they are all gone, what should I do?"

"Sit down!" Wang Haodong said while tuning the strings.

"Oh." Wu Qing was a little worried: "Brother, what do you want to sing?"

"collapse……"

Wang Haodong plucked the lower strings with his fingers, and the crisp guitar notes drifted to the green grass.

A gust of wind blows, and it feels like it's coming.

"In the past, brother always wanted to sing for you, but unfortunately..."

"What a pity, brother?" Wu Qing didn't understand.

Wang Haodong stared at this little face, and his thoughts went back to his previous life.

Shaking his head: "It's nothing, you can finish listening quietly."

Wu Qing was anxious: "Then, if I can't listen to it and run away, you, will you scold me?"

"No matter how ugly it sounds, didn't I sing it to you? Sit down and listen to it." Wang Haodong knocked her on the head.

Wu Qing lowered her head aggrievedly and dared not speak.

In my mind, if I can't listen to it later, what kind of excuse should I find to leave, so that my brother won't scold me.

After thinking about it, the singing voice from Wang Haodong's mouth slowly came over.

I want to go to distant mountains and rivers

I want to go to the beach to see the sea breeze

no matter how much wind and rain

you are enough

...

I like to look at the corners of your mouth

I like to look at your eyebrows

...

Wu Qing froze for a moment, looked up strangely, and saw Wang Haodong looking at her very gently.

The fingers are very skilled in plucking the strings.

"This...seems...not unpleasant..."

The naturally slightly upturned eyes, in such a moment of astonishment, further highlighted that kind of shocking, gorgeous temperament.

Listening to it, Xiao Nizi seemed to be surrounded by a thick warm current.

Slowly raising his knees, holding his pretty oval face, he looked at Wang Haodong stupidly.

Just like when he was a child, Wang Haodong always said that he has learned the Dharma sword, and that he will dominate the world just around the corner.Wu Qing must witness his peerless martial arts practice, holding a stick in front of him hahaha.

Then she would always hold her chin on the side, looking at Wang Haodong who was waving a stick: "My brother is so stupid."

And this time, the scene of childhood sweethearts growing up together and never giving up, quietly entered the hearts of the people.

Wang Haodong saw that she had put her legs up, and pointed to her legs while singing.

Wu Qing stuck out her tongue playfully, and quickly covered her skirt.

Wang Haodong stood up and sang to a climax.

While singing, she moved close to Wu Qing's fair little face:

you look so pretty when you smile

like spring flowers

take all the troubles and all the sorrows
all blown away

you look so pretty when you smile

...

Wu Qing's best response to Wang Haodong was: the shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth were revealed, and a few white and neat white teeth were exposed.

The fair little face was also raised lazily, full of the innocent fantasy of a little girl: "Brother, it sounds so good."

Wang Haodong also returned a very sunny and refreshing smile to her, looked into her clear eyes, and continued to sing:

you look so pretty when you smile

like summer sunshine
the whole world all the time

beautiful like a scroll

...

Over there, many people also heard Wang Haodong's singing.

Many people looked back, listened, and walked towards them unknowingly.

But at this moment, Wang Haodong and Wu Qing kept looking at each other, with the kind of tenderness unique to childhood sweethearts, like a large-scale dog abuse scene.

At least, the greasy Li Haichao who used "The Moon Represents My Heart" over there was so abused that he couldn't continue singing, and he got up and looked back at the two in a daze.

Wen San and Pan Jun were covering their ears.

But suddenly he found someone walking towards Wang Haodong, so he also let go of his ears and turned his head.

Wen San muttered: "Brother Dong is a muscular man who plays sports...why does he sing so well..."

"Gentle?" Pan Jun added.

"Yes, gentle." Wen San nodded.

On Wang Haodong's side, the singing had already fallen, and there was immediate applause from the surrounding students.

"Wang Haodong, what's the name of this song? Did Nicholas Tse sing it? Why haven't we heard it?"

"No, could it be Wu Bai's new song?"

The students began to chase after Wang Haodong and ask questions.

Seeing more and more people approaching, Wu Qing got up quickly.

Wang Haodong looked at Xiao Nizi tenderly: "Does it sound good?"

"Yeah, it's very nice." Wu Qing's voice was like a wind chime in spring, with green ears and a pleasant sound.

Wang Haodong smiled and patted her head: "Just as long as you like it, let's go, let's go there, the teachers are coming soon."

"Yeah, okay." Wu Qing grabbed Wang Haodong's arm and left.

But someone quit from behind, and hurriedly asked: "Wang Haodong, you haven't told us yet, is this Wu Bai's new song!"

"Yeah, how can you do this, isn't it to whet our appetite."

Wang Haodong turned around and laughed loudly: "Students, I want to say that this is a song written by myself, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it, how can you write songs if you play sports."

"Yes, but you still sing very nicely."

"Why don't you sing for us again when the meeting starts?"

"Yes, sing it again, this song is beautiful, you sing with the momentum of Wu Bai!"

...

"Call me." Wang Haodong couldn't help but complain when he heard the last words.

A good song, you said I sang like Wu Bai.

I was still in the mood to chat with them, but suddenly lost the mood.

Take Wu Qing to the banquet.

But these students seemed to have exploded, and started shouting all kinds of things behind their backs.

"Wang Haodong, sing it again!"

"Wang Haodong, sing it again!"

(End of this chapter)