sing to the boss

Chapter 41 Performance accident?

The rehearsal time is twelve noon

At this moment, the hour hand points to 58:2 noon, and there are still [-] minutes before the rehearsal.

The teachers and students in the audience seats in the auditorium are basically all present, the school leaders sit in the first row of the audience seats, and the hosts on the stage are the seniors and sisters who are finally sprinting towards their dreams.

They were wearing school uniforms and holding microphones. The senior said: "Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon fly by. At this moment, we have welcomed a new student..."

blah blah blah...

Tsing Yi stood at the entrance of the stage, looking expressionlessly at the bald director sitting next to the principal.

Beside, stood Soul Eater.

She was holding the lunch box whose label hadn't been torn off, and Shi Shiran stood there with a smile on her pretty face: "Come on, my lord."

The corner of Tsing Yi's mouth twitched: "This is the school."

How can this be broken after being heard?
"It's okay, I have received the certificate anyway, so others can't say anything."

Soul Eater smiled even more.

Tsing Yi was helpless.

At this time, the two on the stage finally finished their opening remarks, and a tough male voice sounded:

"Then next, I invite Tsing Yi to bring her original song "Fairy Tale Town"!"

After the sound fell, the auditorium fell silent.

Everyone, look at me and I look at you, and compare your memory, isn't Tsing Yi the finale?

Even the old headmaster who came to watch specially glanced at the director next to him without any trace.

Hearing this, Tsing Yi saw everyone's emotions in his eyes, chuckled in his heart, nodded to Soul Eater, and stepped into the arena.

He didn't change his clothes, he was in his usual school uniform, his hair was unkempt and a little messy, holding the microphone in his left hand, he walked towards the center of the stage step by step.

Soul Eater responded with a smile, with unclear emotions in the depths of his eyes.

"tread."

"tread."

"tread."

The auditorium was eerily quiet, only the sound of Tsing Yi's footsteps echoed throughout the auditorium, his expression was calm and calm throughout.

Until standing in the center of the stage.

"Clap clap clap!"

The applause suddenly sounded, and every student present was clapping their hands.

Tsing Yi is definitely the figure that all the students yearn for.

Grades are one of them.

Achievement is the second.

At only sixteen, they have reached a stage that they cannot reach at their age.

It's not grades, it's life.

There are many geniuses, but there are very few geniuses that can be enjoyed.

They don't know if Tsing Yi is a genius.

Even if Tsing Yi is just a person who has written a few songs.

But at the age of 16, he earned tens of millions by himself at the age of 16, then he is successful.

Pros and cons complement each other, Tsing Yi doesn't care what others think of him.

After three breaths of silence, a magnetic voice sounded:

"Hi everyone, I'm Tsing Yi."

The usual opening statement.

"Tsing Yi, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Tsing Yi, I'm your fan!!!"

"Tsing Yi is so beautiful! It's better than the live broadcast!"

"I still want to listen to "Majestic" in Tsing Yi, can you sing one live?!"

"..."

This wave of coquettish operations made the faces of the teachers present turn green. Is this what a student should say? ?

Tsing Yi was also slightly taken aback on the stage, first glanced at the school leaders, and found that except for the old principal, the faces of the teachers and others were not very good-looking.

Only the old principal looked at him with a smile.

Qing Yi raised his hand that was holding the microphone tightly, put it to his mouth, and said in a strange tone:

"Monkeys can't give birth, so why ask IQ?"

"The one who said you are a fan is the same person as the above sentence, I have seen it."

"Also, beauty is used to describe girls, and boys should be called handsome!"

After a pause, he continued:
"For example, if Tsing Yi is so handsome, you can say a few more words. Not only will I not resist, but I will also enjoy it."

"As for the last one..."

There was a hint of resentment in the words:
"I'm afraid you are a fake fan..."

Tsing Yi didn't expect that there were students who called him "fans" in school, and he still didn't know whether he was popular or not.

It's all that bad anyway.

"Tsing Yi didn't expect you to be such a funny guy!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"No wonder it's so popular, the cliff is behind Tsing Yi!"

"..."

Do you know something about supporting that one?

Tsing Yi's mind is active.

No matter what, the atmosphere finally improved a lot.

The first to appear, the pressure is relatively high.

Tsing Yi didn't have time to talk too much nonsense on the stage, so he turned his head and nodded to the music teacher beside him, motioning for him to play the accompaniment.

Just as the first sound came out, Tsing Yi's eyes narrowed.

Looking at the director of the political and educational department, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he looked at him provocatively.

Because the first sound was nothing but the panting of a female voice.

Sure enough, he will play tricks on the accompaniment.

Chen Chu's reaction was also quick, as soon as his expression changed, he immediately turned off the accompaniment.

However, he still couldn't resist the completely cold situation.

"Tsing Yi, is this the accompaniment you gave?"

The director of the political and educational department, whose full name is Li Hang, is a 40-year-old bald man. The frame on the bridge of his nose can't hide his wretched heart.

It is absolutely appropriate to use the non-mainstream idiom flaunting one's power in the form of a derogatory term on him.

He stood up and said with a sneer, "Isn't this kind of accompaniment suitable for this occasion?"

Tsing Yi looked at him calmly, without making a sound.

The students sitting in the auditorium looked at each other in blank dismay, and some of them absolutely did not believe that Tsing Yi would make such a voice that only began with the first letter.

Isn't putting this thing on this occasion to die?
However, many male compatriots who dislike Tsing Yi mercilessly still "criticize" with their classmates.

Even Lao Banban didn't look quite right.

She looked at Tsing Yi and found that Tsing Yi was not in a panic, she was relieved, of course she didn't believe her student would do such a thing.

Her beautiful eyes turned and fell on Zhang Hang, and when she thought about what the director of the Political and Education Department had done in relying on her identity, she suddenly understood.

He directly took the blame for Tsing Yi: "The director is so anxious to throw all the responsibility on Tsing Yi, isn't this way too much?"

The screeching sound spread throughout the auditorium.

There were no freshmen present, and they all knew that Tsing Yi had embarrassed the director of the Political and Education Department, and when they heard this, they instantly understood the reason.

"Tsk, and the director of the political and educational department, isn't this a hooligan?"

"I really don't know why this kind of person still stays in this position. When did Shi No. [-] Middle School become like this?"

"As soon as he came up, he directly dumped the blame on Tsing Yi. From this point of view, there is a problem. This person really has no shame!"

"Ting Tsing Yi, this kind of scumbag should get out of No. [-] Middle School! Besides ruining No. [-] Middle School's reputation? Have you done anything to benefit No. [-] Middle School?"

"..."

The whispers grew louder, and no one thought that something unexpected happened just after the opening ceremony!

If there is no rehearsal, and you go directly to the welcome party, isn't that cheating yourself?

Zhang Hang's face was very dark, and he stared at Li Lin with unkind eyes. Under his eyes, there was still a lustful intention, and he snorted coldly, and shouted: "Enough!"

"The accompaniment was given by Tsing Yi himself. The problem is not with him, but with whom?"

I'm afraid it's a direct blow.

Tsing Yi looked at him indifferently, the director of the Political and Education Department really looked like a villain...

Holding the microphone, said softly: "Is it on me..."

"Don't you count?"

　well?When was it recommended?
　　Caiji expressed his desire to run naked... There is no such thing as a recommendation!
　　Does slag work have spring...

　　Got dizzy with this pie smash.

　　Should I ask for a wave of collections...

　　Then pretend to ask for a wave...

　　Now collect 460, add more when you reach 500, and add one more for every 500 in the future.

　　It is recommended to add one update every 1000.

　　Not capped.

　　Hmm... Either don't play, or play big!

　　In fact, I don't want to add more at all... It's really uncomfortable to have lazy cancer.

　　Everyone just pretend to see it...

　　Do not accept rewards and updates, everyone save money to eat a popsicle...

　　I'm not a full-time writer, but I have a job in Three Dimensions, as long as everyone can read Kai Xun.

　　There is nothing you can do if you don't smoke.

　　Spraying big oranges on the table is good for everything...

　　Well... that's it...

　　All data is based on background statistics, and the addition is added the next day after reaching the goal.

　　Be careful to all those who support or not support~

　　One more will be later.

　　Escape, let me wave for a while Kisan...

　　Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, thank you Si Wuxie for the 588 book coins.

　　Mmm... it's delicious!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)