end of season and beginning of cool gl

The next day is Thursday, and the fourth class in the morning is music class. The weekly music class is quite exciting.

However, after the second bell rang today, it wasn't the music teacher who came in, but the head teacher.

The head teacher walked to the podium and put his hands together in front of his mouth habitually. He would do this every time he wanted to speak.

However, before he could speak this time, he was interrupted by a questioning voice from below: "Head teacher, why are you here? This class is a music class."

Other students echoed: "Yes, where is the music teacher?"

The homeroom teacher smiled with his mouth curled up. He felt that when most people laughed, they either smiled shyly with their mouths closed, or they opened their mouths and smiled like a crescent moon.

But our homeroom teacher has a very special smile. When he smiles, his mouth will form an O shape, as if he is a little shy, and he can't help but can't let go.

It is worth mentioning that I think our homeroom teacher is very handsome. He has big eyes, a straight nose and white teeth.The fly in the ointment is that his skin is particularly dark, and he always shrugs his shoulders and arches his back when he walks.

Many students said that the head teacher laughed very wretchedly, but I think it is quite cute.

But his smile today does make people feel a little wretched and proud.

He said: "The music teacher is on leave today, so you can study by yourself in this class."

"How can you do this!"

"Only one class a week!"

"Head teacher, please don't." Deng Lihang, who was sitting in the back row, stood up and made an emoji at the head teacher, causing the students in the class to burst into laughter.

The head teacher gave him a blank look and made a quiet gesture. "It's not that I won't play it for you, it's that the music teacher asked for leave."

"Teacher, teach us to sing." Deng Lihang continued to boo.

The homeroom teacher was stunned for a moment, and then he stabbed him with a sharp eye. I seemed to hear the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed.Deng Lihang hurriedly put his hands on the table and sat up straight in a standard sitting posture.

Well, I've confirmed the look in my eyes, I can't afford to offend someone.

"Okay, self-study." The teacher in charge dropped this sentence decisively, and was about to turn around and walk to the door.

"Teacher." Ji Mo next to me raised his hand suddenly.

"What's the matter?" the class teacher asked softly.

"I have a little immature suggestion." Ji Mo smiled at the class teacher like a sunflower.

The head teacher didn't smile, but I could see a smile in his eyes. "you say."

"Can you choose an art student to teach us singing?"

"Oh?" The head teacher hesitated, as if thinking about the feasibility of this suggestion.

Art students?Luo Chuliang!

As I listened to their conversation, I suddenly raised my heart that I had nothing to do with myself, and looked up at the head teacher expectantly.

There are five art students in the class, two are acting, two are dancing, and one is singing.

Luo Chuliang was the only one who learned vocal music.

The head teacher thought for a while, then glanced lightly at the starry eyes of the people around us, cleared his throat, "Luo Chuliang, why don't you come and teach us how to sing?"

"Wow, long live the head teacher!" Everyone clapped their hands and cheered, and I couldn't help but clenched my fists and shouted "Yeah!".

"Ah? Me?" Luo Chuliang was secretly looking in the mirror when she was called on suddenly. She raised her head with a surprised and shy expression on her face.

"Yes, you can teach everyone to sing a song in this class." The head teacher repeated it again, and finally said: "Practice the typhoon if you have this opportunity to apply what you have learned."

"Yes, go up." The classmates around Luo Chuliang were also urging her.

Luo Chuliang stood up in the midst of everyone's expectations, "Everyone applauds to welcome our Teacher Luo." Ji Mo shouted and took the lead in applauding.

Luo Chuliang flicked her bangs, and walked up to the podium amid everyone's applause.

Compared with her usual charming and affectionate smile, her smile was a little more shy.But even though she was a little shy, she still walked with her head held high and her chin raised slightly, like a noble and elegant white swan.

When she stood on the podium, the shyness was completely gone. She smiled confidently but casually and asked, "What song do you want to learn?"

At the end of the season, I went up to organize a vote, and the song I finally chose to learn was "I Only Care About You".

Until now, I still can't remember why everyone chose such a classic old song that day.

They are obviously a group of young people who are [-] or [-] years old. Under normal circumstances, they should choose a popular song.

It was said that Luo Chuliang cleared his throat, "The squad leader will copy the song to the blackboard now, and I will sing it to you as a whole first, and you will bring it up if there is anything you don't know."

After speaking, he sang.

"If I hadn't met you, where would I be..."

I have heard the song "I Only Care About You" by Teresa Teng, and I have also heard the version by Liu Xijun, and I even sang it with everyone in KTV, but I never felt anything special before.

But this time, when Luo Chuliang sang this song, I suddenly had a lot of thoughts in my heart, as if I was the person in the song——

After Qian Fan passed away, looking back on the past, I was full of emotions, I wanted to say too much but I couldn't open my mouth, and finally I just sighed quietly - "If I hadn't met you, where would I be..."

She sang this song is the best version I have ever heard. I don’t know if it’s because beauty is in the eye of the beholder, maybe there is a little bit of this reason in it.

But the so-called art, whether it is music, dance, or literary works, can move people's hearts, so it can be regarded as the best.

When you meet a bosom friend in the mountains and flowing water, maybe I will not be her Zhong Ziqi, but she is really my Boya.

Well, speaking humanly, when she wrote a song and sang it, my heart was completely captured by her.

Before this, she was a fairyland lotus flower that I could see from a distance but not play with. After that, she completely turned into a manjusawa flower that I knew was poisonous but had to get close to it.