I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

There was no sound in the lively private room, and then fierce laughter broke out.

Zhuang Wenyao let go of Lu Zhiheng, looked around in a daze, and found that everyone was looking at him with different expressions: some covered their faces and curled their mouths, as if they saw something unclean; some stared with wide eyes, unable to believe it The scene I saw; some covered their mouths and screamed, jumping up and down with excitement.

Youwei clenched his fists to his lips and coughed lightly: "That...Zhuang Zhuang, although you worked really hard to win...but your team still lost..."

a bolt from the blue.

Among the three groups in the audience, only our group played the game seriously without distracting thoughts, and we were still at the bottom?how come!It turns out that everyone is laughing at us for losing the game...

Zhuang Wenyao collapsed and fell on Lu Zhiheng's body, but suddenly felt that the body of the people around him was extremely stiff.Usually when he was unhappy, Lu Zhiheng would pat his head and smooth his hair to comfort him, but now he didn't move at all.

Zhuang Wenyao looked at him inexplicably, Lu Zhiheng's cheeks were flushed, his face was expressionless, and he looked straight ahead: Isn't it so uncomfortable to lose the game?I don't care about people anymore.

Then let me comfort you this time!Zhuang Wenyao pretended to be relaxed and bumped into his shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's a game, if you lose, you lose! It's just a song, it's not a big deal..."

"Losing?" Lu Zhiheng turned his head to look at him, his eyes flickering, "Oh, it's okay..."

"?" Zhuang Wenyao became more and more confused, put his arm on his shoulder, and leaned very close, "Brother, what are you thinking?"

Lu Zhiheng's pupils shrank suddenly because of his approach. Although his body remained motionless, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he lost his breathing rhythm.

A girl said with a smile: "Okay Zhuangzhuang, don't flirt! Are you so shy that you didn't see your senior? Hahahaha..."

"Flirt? What flirt? When will I..." Zhuang Wenyao was at a loss at first, but suddenly realized: When I passed on Pocky just now, did I get very close to him? !Although it was only a little bit missed, but...it was too much like a kiss!

No wonder the other party looked so weird.Who is he, Lu Zhiheng? Although he is used to the attention of the crowd, he is thin-skinned and always keeps a distance.He strictly grasps the scales when interacting with people, and is not the kind of person who can make jokes unscrupulously.It's not easy to be here to play with everyone today, and now being "kissed" in public, I feel uncomfortable!

Zhuang Wenyao quickly sat up straight and explained sincerely: "Brother was wrong! I just... just wanted to help you finish the pocky quickly! I also wanted our team to win and not be punished! Although we still lost in the end... ...But I really didn't mean it! Besides, didn't I kiss her..."

Lu Zhiheng turned his head away from looking at him, his ears were red, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Mmm... almost..."

"It doesn't count if it's almost!" Zhuang Wenyao turned his face towards him anxiously, "Don't be angry, okay?"

No matter how much he coaxed him, Lu Zhiheng's face was broken, and he remained indifferent.

Unfortunately, this is really angry!Zhuang Wenyao immediately turned around and yelled at Zhuo Tianjiao: "It's all your fault, brother Tianjiao, you've wasted all the time! It's just playing a game, it's not good to be twitchy! Like a big girl!"

Zhuo Tianjiao drooped the corners of his mouth and was speechless: "How about we switch?"

"Change, just change!" Zhuang Wenyao blurted out, stood up abruptly, and suddenly realized, "I can't change it now..."

He sat back again, and said in a good voice, "Senior, don't be angry~ The one just now is really not counted, I didn't touch it! Don't you feel it? It's just a game, don't take it seriously..."

But for some reason, the more he explained, the more unnatural Lu Zhiheng's expression became.

Zhuang Wenyao coaxed pitifully from left to right, with a crying voice in his voice: "Brother~ You justify me~ I'm wrong, can't it be okay... If you still feel uncomfortable, then I will let you kiss me back, and we will be even! "

Of course he knew that Lu Zhiheng would not come back with a kiss, he just wanted to make a joke.People were amused, and the natural gas disappeared.

But who would have thought that Lu Zhiheng turned his head and asked seriously: "Really?"

Zhuang Wenyao was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Really! As long as you calm down, you can do whatever you want! What is the relationship between us, I don't mind a kiss! Come on!" eyes.

Lu Zhiheng smiled.

It's not that I was relieved, but that I was laughed at by anger.

How can you be so calm?

How can you say such words without changing your face!

The little fool.

Do not understand my mind at all.

He gently pushed Zhuang Wenyao's face away: "It's okay, they are all boys, what do I care about. Everyone is watching, don't waste time."

Seeing that he had finally returned to "normal", Zhuang Wenyao opened his eyes and smiled obsequiously: "Hey, I knew you wouldn't be angry with me!"

The corners of Lu Zhiheng's lips curled up, his smile was a little bit bitter, and he raised his hand to rub his dull head.

Ji Xu also pushed the game forward with a relaxed tone: "Okay, okay, I am willing to bet and admit defeat, and your team is ready to accept punishment!"

As fate would have it, the "Masquerade Group" wanted to avoid disputes, but they did not expect to be the first to stand out, taking turns to sing from the first.

Throughout the whole process, Zhuang Wenyao was secretly looking at Lu Zhiheng: he was looking at the singers on stage politely.Everything seems to be as usual, but there is still a little powder at the end of the eyes, and there is an imperceptible grievance in the clear eyes, like a kitten that has just woken up, opening its sleepy eyes, suddenly being treated by its master. There was a rua outside, there was no place to vent her anger, no place to vent her anger, and she couldn't speak out when she had something to say.

Zhuang Wenyao's heart suddenly seemed to be swept by a cat's tail, itching: He had never seen Lu Zhiheng so embarrassed and uncomfortable, so cute?

If he really kissed her just now, how would he react?It seems that I am looking forward to it...

It was Chi Yi's turn to be punished, and she sang an old English song, which was full of applause.

The next one is Zhuo Tianjiao.He hesitated for a long time at the karaoke station, and finally ordered "Songs of One, Two, Three, and Four"!

"One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four like—a song,"

"Green Barracks Green Barracks Teach—Meet Me,"

"Singing so that the mountains shake—and the earth moves,"

"Singing like flowers blooming water and joy—goose goose—"

He sang very well, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and his emotion moved people's hearts with sincerity.Several classmates couldn't help but want to laugh, but felt that laughing under this kind of song was a very low thing, so they held back hard, and when he finally finished singing, they clapped vigorously like revenge.

"You can, Brother Tianjiao!" Zhuang Wenyao teased him with a smile, "When you come out to play, you still care about the country and the people, you are the benchmark of the army!"

Zhuo Tianjiao frowned: "No, my dad always plays this song at home, and I sang this song because I am most familiar with it."

Zhuang Wenyao patted him on the shoulder: "Don't explain..."

At this time, You Wei took the microphone and shouted: "Zhuang Zhuang! It's your turn, come up and sing!"

What should come is still here.Zhuang Wenyao accepted his fate, then turned to Lu Zhiheng: "Then I'm going?"

Lu Zhiheng watched him off with a smile: "Go."

"Save a seat for me!" Zhuang Wenyao turned around and urged.

Don't be taken over by other people who plot against Lu Zhiheng!

The boy's nice voice came from behind: "Well, don't worry."

Enthusiastic applause surrounded Zhuang Wenyao and sat on the juke stand. Everyone was looking forward to the singing of the radio and television golden voice.

Zhuang Wenyao ordered "SomethingJust Like This".

"I've been reading book sofold"

"The legends and the myths"

"Achilles and his gold"

"Hercules and his gifts"

"Spiderman's control"

"And Batman with hisfists"

"And clearly I don't see myself upon that list"

His voice is very special. When he usually speaks or broadcasts and hosts, the timbre is bright and lively, clear and clear.When singing, perhaps in order to adapt to the style of the song, I will unconsciously suppress my voice, becoming hoarse and magnetic.Just a contrast is enough to fascinate a large area.

"She said, where'd youwannago"

"How much you wanna risk"

"I'm not looking for somebody"

"With some superhuman gifts"

The pronunciation characteristics of English songs are based on strengths and avoid weaknesses, covering up the shortcomings of his spoken language, so that everyone's attention is focused on his listening timbre and expressing emotions.

"Some superhero"

"Some fairytalebliss"

"Just something I can turn to"

"Somebody Icankiss"

"I want something just like this"

"..."

Somebody I can kiss...

In the private room with flickering lights, Lu Zhiheng was sitting in a dark corner, thinking of what happened just now, he lowered his head in a lonely way, his inaudible sigh was lost in the hustle and bustle of people's voices.

When Zhuang Wenyao returned to his seat, he handed the microphone to Lu Zhiheng: "Senior, it's your turn!"

Facing the applause, Lu Zhiheng took the microphone and asked with a smile: "When playing games, you have to be willing to admit defeat. I don't want to play tricks. But I sing very badly. Can you change the punishment method?"

You Wei cheered him up: "It's okay monitor, don't be shy! Just come to any song, whatever you sing sounds good!"

Everyone echoed: "Yes—"

"God Lu, come—"

Lu Zhiheng blushed and nodded for mercy: "I'm sorry, I really can't sing... I don't usually listen to songs, let alone sing... Can I recite a new concept for everyone?"

What he said was the truth: I usually spend my after-school time studying and working, so how can I have time to listen to music?

But the new concept...you don't have to!

"Students must recite English when they come to KTV?" Ji Xu teased him with a smile, "It's okay Lu Shen, you can sing a military song like Tianjiao!"

"Hahahahaha..." Everyone laughed.

"By the way, senior," Chi Yi suddenly had an idea, and raised his hand and said, "Senior sing "Nanping Evening Bell", right? Have you heard this song before?"

Everyone was inspired and excited:

"That's right! "Nanping Evening Bell" is the song they sang together at the welcome party! God Lu will definitely sing!"

""Nanping Evening Bell"! The place where dreams begin!"

"I really want to hear the senior sing!"

"God Lu, come one!" Everyone clapped and shouted rhythmically, and Ji Xu even ordered a song for him directly, and the crisp and melodious bells echoed in the private room.

The atmosphere was completely mobilized.Lu Zhiheng was pushed onto the stage by the crowd, without retreating at all, he frowned bitterly, held up the microphone and said: "You guys forced me to sing, you will be at your own risk."

The people below were even more excited when they heard this: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" A moth who is willing to be captured will fly to the flame and see death as home.

Lu Zhiheng shook his head helplessly, put the back of his hand on his forehead and took a deep breath, then seemed to feel hot, fanned the side of his face with his palm, and exhaled lightly.

Small movements revealed the tension in his heart. Zhuang Wenyao took his series of reactions into his eyes and looked at him with interest, unwilling to let go of any small detail.

But Lu Zhiheng was staring at the jukebox screen, not looking at anyone, his hands were tightly gripping the microphone, his fingertips were turning white.

Are you so nervous?The corner of Zhuang Wenyao's mouth curled into a smile unconsciously: I'm looking forward to it more and more.

At this time the prelude was over, Lu Zhiheng raised the microphone to his mouth and spoke leisurely.

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The lyrics are quoted from "One Two Three Four Songs" "SomethingJust Like This"

Thank you Bai Liang for the cute Christmas gift!