The Strongest Terror System

"Isn't it just these three songs, what other songs?"

"Well... let's rank these 3 songs first."

Xia Feng hesitated for a while, but didn't say anything about Little Apple.

Both Zhao Xintong and Shen Yue gave Xia Feng a strange look, but they didn't say anything. Then Zhao Xintong started to assign students and divided them into 3 groups.

In fact, this show is not difficult to arrange, because the sound will be recorded in advance and then lip-synched on the stage.

As for highlighting the changes in the environment, just figure out the props and costumes.

That's why he said to Zhao Xintong that the so-called rehearsal is nothing more than letting her direct the commanding position. After all, the performance position on the stage is very important.

As for the dance moves, just make a few moves that are relatively simple and don't look too messy.

But many things are like this. It is simple to say, but it is more difficult to do, especially for some people with poor understanding ability.

So Zhao Xintong didn't do anything else. It took almost 2 hours just to explain to some students, so until 10 o'clock in the evening, the so-called arrangement was not realized.

The students were a little tired, but Shen Yue was quite dissatisfied with this efficiency, so after communicating with Zhao Xintong, she directly said to the students:

"I know everyone is tired, but there's not much time left. It's only a dozen days, so we're almost no different from racing against time. I'm ordering now, and we'll practice for another hour after dinner."

Shen Yue started to order meals with her mobile phone, and then the students also went to the toilets to go out to get some air.

At this time, Zhao Xintong came over, and after seeing the ukulele placed at Xia Feng's feet, she asked curiously:

"Your ukulele?"

"Yes." Xia Feng nodded.

"Can you play? Play songs to listen to."

As soon as Zhao Xintong finished speaking, Shen Yue immediately turned her head and said to Xia Feng:

"Yes, Xia Feng, didn't you say you can play? Play a song and listen to it. Otherwise, you are just bragging."

Because Shen Yue's voice was a bit loud, the other students in the dance studio also heard it, and they all started clapping their hands and shouting:

"one comes."

"one comes."

"one comes."

"You think I'm a hen laying eggs, and I'll give you one."

Xia Feng looked at the people who were making a fuss, and then corrected himself:

"It's called a song."

After speaking, Xia Feng was no longer hypocritical. Anyway, he brought the ukulele up tonight just to pretend to compare.

After all, it is an ancient adage to pretend not to be struck by lightning.

Taking the ukulele out, Xia Feng plucked the strings, and after thinking about it, he sang:

"Can't say why

I have become active

If you love someone, anything is worth doing

 …”

Following Xia Feng's singing, the originally noisy dance studio suddenly became extremely quiet.

Both male and female classmates looked at Xia Feng, who was immersed in his own music world, with wide eyes. Obviously, no one thought that Xia Feng could even play the piano.

The boys' hearts were just shocking at most, but the girls' hearts were beating wildly, especially Shen Yue and Wang Wanru, who had the illusion that Xia Feng's song was specially sung to them.

But just when they really thought about it, Xia Feng suddenly opened his eyes, then looked at them and sang:

"I want to hold your hand like this and not let go

Can love always be pure without sorrow

i want to take you on a bike

I want to watch the sunset with you

No worries like this

keep singing

Thinking...simple...love..."

Wang Wanru's face turned red when she looked at Xia Feng, she really felt that Xia Feng's singing was really handsome.

As for Shen Yue, she was also very emotional. She never thought that when Xia Feng started singing seriously, it would be so good.

As for some of the girls in the class, there are more or less strange things in their hearts.

Boys who can play the piano may not be able to conquer women, but in the campus where books are almost crushed every day, it is undoubtedly a clear stream, and the literary and artistic style exuded will more or less arouse a little favor among girls.

But girls are girls and boys are boys. Girls think that Xia Feng is talented and sings well, but boys start to feel jealous in their hearts.

After all, in their opinion, Xia Feng now has a good family background, a good study, and a fierce love for girls. Now he still plays and sings by himself. It can be said that all these ratios have been pretended by him alone. How can they feel comfortable in their hearts? .

After Xia Feng finished singing, the girls clapped and applauded:

"Xia Feng, you are so handsome."

"It sings so well."

"One more time."

"One more time."

Xia Feng listened to the voices in the dance studio, and glanced at Wang Wanru and Shen Yue's eyes again. A wretched smile appeared on his face uncontrollably. With a cold air of nothing, he shook his head and said:

"I'll have the opportunity to sing to you later."

After speaking, he turned his head and deliberately said to Shen Yue and Zhao Xintong:

"I don't sing very well."

"You can go to the audition for the first-class boys~www.wuxiahere.com~ and what song is this song, I have never heard it."

Shen Yue asked frantically.

"Simple Love, my own original song, so it's not available online."

"Original song? God!"

Hearing that Xia Feng said the song was his original, the classmates were even more shocked.

"You're still a genius."

Zhao Xintong also sincerely praised after hearing this, and Xia Feng shook his head indifferently, as if he didn't care about everyone's admiration for him.

But what he thought in his heart was that the highest level of pretense is that I am very useful, but I still appear to be completely indifferent.

The classmates who were amazed by Xia Feng's simple love began to discuss Xia Feng's song after the takeaway was delivered.

But no matter how they discussed it, they couldn't get around a topic, that is, they all thought that Xia Feng was very handsome when he played and sang on the ukulele.

In the past, no one in the class felt that Xia Feng was different.

To say that the only thing that is different is that a waste like him is not like Xia Hongyuan's son at all.

But after passing the exam and Xia Feng's creative talent, the students' understanding of him has undergone a subversive change.

Scheduling or something, it didn't end until almost 12 o'clock.

The classmates were exhausted and either went back to school or went home. Xia Feng, Shen Yue and Wang Wanru came out together.

When she came outside, a few girls who didn't like her in the past were still discussing with him:

"You must sing a few more songs next time, and then I will record a video for you to go online. Maybe it will become popular, Xia Feng, why are you so talented?"

"Maybe I was a tailor in my last life."

Shen Yue looked at Xia Feng as if he had something to say, but when they came out, Shen Zhong was already waiting outside, so Shen Yue couldn't say anything in the end.