Back to girlhood years

Each of the students is too independent and unconventional. No less than ten songs have been written on the blackboard. They are all candidates proposed by everyone. During the discussion, several girls have a fierce argument over a certain song. The atmosphere is full of tension, and it's easy to trigger.

"Ha, it's really funny to say that the song" sailor "is too old, and your" true hero "is not old." sailor "is sung by Zheng Zhihua. Do you know who Zheng Zhihua is? That's a strong example. How inspirational! Teachers will score more points.".

"Hum, are you sure the teachers know who Zheng Zhihua is? How much more do you want to score and daydream? True hero is so much newer than sailor, OK? There's Jackie Chan in it

Ye Fei quietly put on the headphones, muttering in his heart, these two songs are the originator of popular songs, what's the dispute.

Just about to do a math problem, the earphone on one side was pulled out. She thought it was Qin song, and said, "master, please don't disturb me.".

"Well? That one? "

Why? The sound? Ye Fei looks up and is a gentlemanly literary and art Commissar. He is a thin boy who is as beautiful as a girl. He is called a musical talent. When he was a freshman in high school, he was in the same class with Ye Fei. Because he was born in a musical family and knows many kinds of musical instruments, he was appointed as the literary and art commissar of class 10 by his teacher at the beginning of school. The boy looks at her with red skin on the front. Ye Fei takes off the earphone on the other side and waits for the other party to speak again.

"Yefei, do you have any good suggestions?"

"Ah?"

"It's this competition. What do you think is a good song to sing?" The boy raised the volume a little for fear that his voice would be drowned in the fierce discussion.

How can you find me, ye Fei murmured to himself. Although he didn't know the reason, ye Fei still answered, "all the students I can think of have said that."

"What do you think of Jay Chou's snail?"

Ye Fei was shocked. "Do you know this song?"

"Do you think I only listen to those classical music?" the boy laughed shyly. "I remember you like Jay Chou best. Do you think this song is suitable?"

Ye Fei didn't expect the boys to pay attention to themselves. She thought seriously for a while: "although this song is sung by Jay Chou, it's different from the previous songs, especially the lyrics are very positive. It's quite in line with the theme of this time. I really like it. You can ask the students for their opinions.".

"Good", the boy and ye Fei discussed two words before leaving, and went to the platform to discuss with Mu Enze.

"That's the end of the discussion?"

Ye Fei put on her earphone and wanted to study again. She was startled and glanced at each other. "When did you come back?"

"Just when the talented musicians express their appreciation of you", the tone is not positive.

"Why didn't I find out?"

He who is in charge of the game is a fan.

"Oh", and then continue to study, she just want to do the problem quietly for a while.

Qin song Leng, "Oh" what do you mean, girls hear this topic will not scream, you at least blush, how can you be so calm.

At that time, Jay Chou was almost everyone's idol, and the proposal of musical talent was unanimously approved.

"Some students are not familiar with this song. I will take time to play it to you these days. If you don't know it, you can practice it with them in private." the music talent told ye Fei on the stage and laughed at him from a distance. "This time, we want to thank ye Fei for his CD player.".

CD player was still a luxury at that time, and the family with slightly better conditions just bought an MP3 to listen to music. Ye Fei, who had CD player, was extremely rare in the class. Everyone in class 10 knew that ye Fei was a rich man. There was envy, jealousy and disdain in her eyes. Ye Fei was embarrassed. Do you need to publicize it in such a big way.

Qi Yuan's hand unconsciously tightened, and then stood up, "this song I can sing, not students can find me after class.".

The students were excited, and several boys were even more overjoyed, shouting: "long live the learning committee members.".

Qi Yuan smiles modestly, "how can there be such exaggeration? As a class cadre, we should help the students more.".

Look, this is the gap between the goddess and the mortal. Don't you just borrow a CD player and publicize it in such a high-profile way. People take the initiative to help their classmates, but they say it's their responsibility. It's easy to see whose style is high. Some people are vain and like to show off.

"Aha", Qin song yawned lazily. His voice was loud. His eyes narrowed slightly. His face was half cold and half warm in the light of the setting sun. He didn't have a word. The two girls in front of him were silent.

Ye Fei sighs that she is innocent. When the literary and art commissar asked her to borrow it, she didn't say that she wanted to praise her so much. She didn't want to borrow it at that time. She used the CD player at ordinary times, but there was English listening in it.

"Just now, I discussed with the monitor. I heard that other classes have musical instruments, and our class can't fall behind. I plan to form an accompaniment group. I'll play the electronic organ. Has anyone signed up yet?" Music just don't know their own way to Ye Fei recruit black, want to do this singing competition well.

"Monitor, I can whistle!"

As soon as a boy opened his mouth, he was coaxed by the crowd, "pull down, our musical talent's piano level 10, and your $10 clarinet is just playing.".

"It's weird. Let's have a rest.".

Ye Fei laughs. Class 10 is so interesting. She can play harmonica. Fortunately, she has self-knowledge.

"Monitor, I heard that class four has unified their clothes. What about us?"

Mu Enze stood straight on the platform, but he didn't speak. The monitor's prestige had already come out. "Our class collected class fees once at the beginning of school, just for the beautification of the classroom. There is not much left. If you want to buy clothes, you need to pay them again. Considering the family circumstances of some students in the class, you'd better forget it." Mu Enze's voice was very gentle, and finally he laughed, It's just a forced smile.

"How can we calculate it? It's just the class fee. There are still many activities in the future. Just pay it, or it's too humiliating.".

"That's to say, we don't need such good materials, as long as the style is good-looking. It doesn't cost much. Twenty yuan is enough.".

The classroom exploded again, and the discussion drowned muenze's "Silence". Muenze yelled twice and found it useless, so he looked at everyone without expression.

Ye Fei can't study any more. Most of her classmates are well-off and don't care about the tens or twenties. But for those students with poor conditions, it's a week's living expenses. How can they talk to their parents who are struggling to support their families.

Although everyone says that singing competition is boring, everyone can sing casually, and they don't expect to be the first, because they are young and stubborn, they are eager to win, and they don't admit defeat. Even if it's just an unimportant competition, they also hope to be the best, and they don't want to be much worse than others.

In the end, the discussion ended by voting. Buy, we pay.