I pretend to cultivate immortality in kindergarten.

Three more weeks passed in the blink of an eye.

The annual freshman party of Xincheng No. 1 Middle School is finally about to begin.

During these three weeks, since Jiang Xueli's affairs are more important, Lin Zhengran spends more time with Jiang Xueli.

Lin Zhengran would go to find her on weekends and lay on Jiang Xueli's bed.

Listen to her sitting on the edge of the bed playing the guitar or singing in a cappella.

If there is any problem, please give me some advice, such as tapping her thigh with the back of her hand: "The breath is not right, lower the pressure of the first sentence, and do it again."

Jiang Xueli responded, touched the place where her legs had just been touched, and her heart was throbbing.

Then he secretly looked at Lin Zhengran lying on his pillow and looking at the ceiling.

I thought to myself that this big fool had never seen him practice, but his musical talent was so high that he could never catch up with him.

"This place is not easy to practice. I have made mistakes and deformed after practicing alone for a long time," she explained.

"That's because I'm not here, I'm fine."

The big fool is so narcissistic... Jiang Xueli thought to herself.

According to Lin Zhengran's words, I practiced again, but the result was really improved, and I was surprised.

Lin Zhengran looked at her with relief: "Yes, if you are not skilled, sing a few more times. Follow my method and turn the tone..."

Jiang Xueli listened to it and sang it several times again, which was better than the other time.

I can't help but sigh: "It's really strange. Actually, I discovered it very early. Every time you teach me, I learn at least twice as fast as I practice myself. It's not just skills, but many skills are long even if I know them myself. I can't practice it, but as long as you are here, I can learn it. This... isn't it too evil, right?"

Jiang Xueli looked at Lin Zhengran curiously: "Big idiot, have your mouth been opened?"

Lin Zhengran sat up slowly, bent his fingers to admire her head in Jiang Xueli's puzzled eyes.

Jiang Xueli wailed and touched her head and pouted, complaining: "Why are you hitting me?!"

Lin Zhengran lay on the bed again: "Stop talking nonsense, keep practicing your breath, it will be a freshman party soon. Whether you can be selected depends on your ability. This is the first step to fulfilling your dream, and be cautious."

He yawned and turned his back to Jiang Xueli, covering her quilt as if he was about to sleep.

Jiang Xueli blushed and saw that her close-fitting quilt was covered by him, thinking to herself, how could I cover it tonight if you do this?

You don’t know if I don’t like wearing pajamas when I sleep!

She closed her eyes and became angry and embarrassed: "Big idiot!"

Lin Zhengran closed his eyes: "Not to mention that every time you curse people, you seem to act coquettishly. Just ask if you can tell me the reason when you scold me? Otherwise, how would I know why you scold me?"

After Lin Zhengran's teasing, Jiang Xueli's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her tone was stuttering: "Say... act coquettish?!" The little fist was on Lin Zheng and then gave a light-speed boxing massage on his back, with the same force:

"Who is acting cute! How could I act cute to you! And you care what I scold you for! I will scold you if there is no reason! Big idiot, big idiot! I hate you so much! The one I hate the most is you!"

Lin Zhengran ignored what she said, only feeling the strength of his small fist.

Reminder: "Hack up."

"You think I'm giving you a massage!" Jiang Xueli was dissatisfied, but in fact she knocked her hands up honestly. After the hammering, she still asked stubbornly, "How is it?"

Lin Zhengran nodded: "The strength is OK."

"Hmph! I'm sick." He said again, "I hate to continue practicing singing."

There is only one thing Lin Zhengran has never known, that is, every time Lin Zhengran lies on her bed, Jiang Xueli thinks that she wants to change the quilt, so she quickly change the quilt! They were all dirty sleeping by the big fool.

But in fact, when she said goodbye to Lin Zhengran and returned to the bedroom alone, she looked at the bedside table covered by someone.

The adolescent girl blushed and bit her lips.

I will slowly sit on the bed, put down my guitar with a very ritual sense, and hold the quilt in my arms and smell it.

His face turned redder and he complained to himself: "What, the quilt has the smell of that guy... although it smells quite nice."

She took off her shoes and sat down on the bed and leaned against the head of the bed. She continued to hold more quilts in her arms, pursing her lips: "But... this is the quilt I just changed yesterday, so it would be too troublesome to change it again. Now, I'll sleep like this tonight."

She even lied to herself: "It's all this guy who made my quilt dirty."

She lay on the bed covered with a quilt with Lin Zhengran smell, and slept soundly with her eyes closed, as if she was by her side.

A week before the competition, Lin Zhengran and Jiang Xueli were walking on the road to school.

Jiang Xueli lagged her hands and asked Lin Zhengran a question: "Big idiot, if I am selected, will I have to practice in the training room frequently in the future?"

Lin Zhengran said: "Not necessarily, this depends on individuals. Ordinary newcomers must practice in the training room, because the studio has professional instructors, but if the singer has resources, it is indeed unnecessary."

Jiang Xueli looked ahead hesitantly and said, "But...but I don't like practicing with other singers. I still want you to teach me to practice singing..." After that, she started proudly:

"Don't get me wrong, I just think you are very capable in singing, no other reason."

Lin Zhengran looked at her with contempt: "Is that so? Then I have to thank Miss Jiang for valuing me so much."

Jiang Xueli bit her lower lip and snorted: "What do you mean by thank you? It sounds weird."

Lin Zhengran had a plan long ago. The reason why the child star studio was still in the township was that the boss was a middle-aged woman who was obsessed with her dream.

He didn't take any shortcuts but only looked at the strength, so Lin Zhengran's idea was that Jiang Xueli would increase her popularity in the early stage of registration, and then buy the studio directly after making money after a while. In this way, Jiang Xueli would become a singer under his command, and the future would be foolproof.

It would also prevent her from being affected by some messy things, after all, the boss is herself.

Lin Zhengran said:

"Don't worry, I let you join the studio only so that you can have a platform to look at the world temporarily. With the help of the platform, you can participate in large and small performances in advance in an organized manner to increase your experience, so that you, a little girl, will not be cheated by others alone. After all, I can accompany you every time you participate in a performance, but I can't accompany you every time."

"Why can't you accompany me every time?" She whispered curiously.

Lin Zhengran told the truth: "Because I still have to teach He Qing. She will also participate in various competitions in the future. Don't I have to accompany her?"

"You! Why are you so fickle? You must be busy to death!" She stamped her feet in anger.

Lin Zhengran continued: "As for training, I will definitely teach you. After all, you are also a singer promoted by me. I will charge you for it in the future."

Jiang Xueli did not deny this. Without Lin Zhengran's help, she would definitely not have the strength she has now.

It's just the reward..

She ran to Lin Zhengran, not paying attention to the fact that a pure girl with a ponytail happened to see Lin Zhengran in the distance. She wanted to run over, but stopped after seeing the two of them.

Jiang Xueli held her hands back, leaned forward and stretched out her fingers. With the initiative she had taken last time, she was not so entangled at this time at least:

"Big idiot, even if I become really famous in the future, what I said back then still counts. I can marry you for your pity and gratitude, but that is to prevent you from living alone for the rest of your life. Don't think wrongly!"

Lin Zhengran knocked her head and walked past her: "Who said that this is the reward I want? And do you, a twelve-year-old girl, know what it means to get married?"

Jiang Xueli was embarrassed and annoyed: "How old am I! I didn't know when I was a child, and I don't know now?! Isn't it just marrying you?" She clenched her fists and shouted: "I'm not afraid! Besides, I'm just paying you back!"

The two of them walked away while playing and fighting.

Little He Qing stood there blankly, looking at Lin Zhengran happily, and heard what just said: "Marriage... Jiang Xueli actually told Lin Zhengran that she would marry him in the future..."

After a while, Han Wenwen came over, and saw her best friend standing there blankly, and asked what happened.

Suddenly, He Qing started crying again, hugging Han Wenwen: "What should I do, Wenwen, the two of them seem to be getting better and better, am I going to lose! What should I do?"

Han Wenwen tilted her head to comfort He Qing, thinking that it's impossible, can a tsundere still win?

If Xiao Qingqing is really at a disadvantage, then she can only exert her own strength appropriately, participate in it, and promote the deepening of their relationship.

"Don't worry, I'll help you find a way."