After that incident, the relationship between the two began to undergo some subtle changes.

Guan Zhen occasionally began to pay attention to Jian Zhiheng, although when he was noticed, he would immediately turn his eyes away and walk out of the crowd alone.

They don’t talk and laugh together, but sometimes in group experiments, when the instructor arranges the two of them into a group, Guan Zhen is no longer so repulsive.

There was a man who wanted to enter his world. Out of a self-protection mentality, he wore layers of arms. And that man did not forcibly break his barrier. He just stood not far away, maintaining a comfortable distance between the two sides, and silently protecting himself.

Guan Chun didn't know how to deal with the relationship between the two. He didn't want anyone to get close to him, but he also enjoyed this friendship that he had never experienced before. In the end, he had to choose to let it go.

If he wants to get close to him, then just do whatever he wants. Even if he doesn't drive him away, he will leave one day. Anyway, as long as he doesn't give his feelings, no one can hurt himself.

This relationship, which is neither close nor far, has lasted for a while.

During this day's activity class.

Although Jian Zhiheng is an athlete, he can easily get full marks if he runs or plays a ball, but his nerves are a bit carefree. For those gymnastics that are not difficult but test their meticulous skills, it is the biggest problem for him.

This time, Jian Zhiheng failed again. He wandered alone in the empty field, repeatedly practicing boxing in gymnastics, while sighing with a sad face: "Oh, where did I play the wrong way just now..."

Guan Zhen saw it and almost immediately pointed out Jian Zhiheng's fault. In the reward of rescuing himself from the piano room last time, he wanted to go over and give him a few words, but his long-term depression finally made him unable to take this step.

In the open space now, there are many students waiting in line for the test. Those who are not yet on their turn will practice on their own. Guan Zhen looked at them and suddenly had an idea. Beside Jian Zhiheng, he also pulled his pace and started fighting with one stern look.

Sure enough, Jian Zhiheng noticed it quickly, and stopped temporarily and started to watch it seriously.

The boxing technique Guan Zhen is playing now happens to be the part where he once pointed out that there is a problem by his mentor. Jian Zhiheng looked carefully for a while and suddenly realized: "So this action is like this!"

"Teacher, I'm here to take the exam again!" After clarifying the root of the problem, Jian Zhiheng rushed into the test team happily.

This time, he successfully passed the assessment and celebrating with several brothers after the end. Guan Zhen looked at it from a distance, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

That was the first time he had thrown an olive branch to the other party.

I originally thought that Jian Zhiheng, a simple-minded idiot, could not see that he was deliberately helping him. However, he did not expect that after that activity class, he began to appear around him all day long, and took the initiative to ask him to join him in a group while running, and after school, he would go back to the dormitory with him, as if he "represented himself as his real friend."

Guan Zhen finally couldn't bear it anymore. When the two of them were cleaning the classroom together that day, they carried a bucket to wash the mop. Jian Zhiheng caught up again. Guan Zhen simply stood still and said loudly to him:

"Why do you keep following me? I am a broom star? Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by me?"

He could see that Jian Zhiheng had a good family environment, and he was also a boy who had been well protected by his parents since he was a child, so he developed a "not conscious of the taste of sorrow". In this case, why should he be contaminated with the dark clouds above his head and why should he touch the darkness he is in?

"What are you saying," however, Jian Zhiheng still laughed heartily, "Where are you, at most, an ordinary broom, I am the most shining broom-ah-star!"

While speaking, he deliberately carried the broom on his shoulder. One end of the broom was just facing the star sticker on the window of the next class. He just tucked his hair artificially, then spread his palms, pointed to the stars at the end, snapped his fingers, and grinned at him.

Guan Zhen was also amused by his exaggerated look for a moment, but when he realized his abilities, his face suddenly became a little cold out of thin air. His lips were pursed into a line again, and he held the mop and accelerated his pace.

Jian Zhiheng chased after him again and put one hand on his shoulder: "Seriously, if you really think you are a star of bad luck, isn't there any star of my lucky? I will definitely neutralize all your bad luck!"

Are there still lucky stars in your own world?

Guan Zhen doesn't know.

But gradually, perhaps moved or completely helpless, Guan Zhen also began to acquiesce to Jian Zhiheng to follow him.

As long as he doesn't cause any trouble for himself, it might be pretty good to have such a friend in the Higher Ministry.

...

But, the trouble really comes soon.

At noon that day, Guan Zhen walked into the classroom angrily and photographed a notice on Jian Zhiheng's desk.

"This is what you did."

There was no doubt in his words, but affirmation. He was very sure that no one in the class would do such a thing.

It was a receipt for a singing competition. It said that the first batch of registrations have been approved. All students who want to participate in the competition are required to sign their names here for confirmation, and hand over the receipt to the class monitor before the end of this month.

Guan Chun had known about the singing competition for a long time. This kind of competition starts from the elementary department and is held once every semester. Participants can choose their own songs. On the day of the competition, the college will temporarily suspend classes and organize all members to go to the auditorium to watch. Then a group of judges and instructors give scores, plus the voting of students from the audience, the two scores each account for half of the proportion, and the final top three are selected.

Students who get the ranking can get certificates and bonuses. The amount of bonuses may be insignificant for these noble children, but such a competition is definitely a great opportunity to show off.

Whether men and women, after getting the ranking, they will almost become celebrities in the academy for a period of time and have a large number of suitors. Therefore, whether it is a boy who is committed to flirting with girls or a girl who wants to show off in front of handsome men, they will always actively participate in the competition and enjoy it.

For Guan Chun, he has always been a spectator in this kind of large-scale event. He never thought of standing on that kind of stage to accept comments. Unlike those men and women who are dedicated to gaining fame, he has received too much attention.

Therefore, when he saw the receipt, he was shocked. He had never signed up at all! Who was playing tricks on him? However, after a little thought, he recognized someone. It was Jian Zhiheng, and it must be him!

Jian Zhiheng had no intention of hiding it. He excitedly fiddled with the receipt order and nodded, "Yes, it turns out that the first batch of reviews has been completed!"

Guan Zhen was gritting his teeth inside. On his face, he simply said a few words: "Why."

Why do you tease yourself like this? He just wanted to see yourself look ugly? All the illusions of friendship before were indeed disguised, just to wait for this day, right?

"Because I think you are very suitable." Jian Zhiheng patted his shoulder, "I heard from me that Ah Luo, you may not have noticed it myself, but your singing is really nice. I noticed it in vocal class."

Because of the assessment of vocal class, all students are required to stand in front of the classroom and sing a song in full against everyone. Guan Zhen couldn't sing it, so he could only stand there silently, and was finally notified by the tutor to take the exam separately.

Jian Zhiheng really has no musical talent. Even if he sang well, he still failed and faced a make-up exam.

When Jian Zhiheng went to make up for the exam, there were only two mentors and Guan Chun in the office. Perhaps the decrease in the audience made Guan Chun relax and he began to sing freely.

In order not to affect him, Jian Zhiheng was not in a hurry to enter the door. But in this short period of time, with his half-baked musical level, it was also possible that Guan Zhen sang very well. Even the boy who had achieved excellent performance in the class before was not as good as him!

Then, the instructor made the same evaluation.

As a group of freshmen who have just been promoted to the Higher Education Department, the mentor was not familiar with them. He just thought that the students who needed to take the make-up exam probably did not sing well. But Guan Zhen was really, and gave him a big surprise!

"Didn't this sing well? You should be more bold in the future and sing out the voice!"

Seeing the instructor registering the "excellent" scores on the scorebook, Guan Chun nodded a few times on the surface. But he knew very well that if he had to sing in front of others in the future, he would still not be able to sing it. Fortunately, the make-up exam was one-on-one, so he would come to get the make-up exam every time, which was no big deal.

In his opinion, it was just a "no big deal". But he didn't know that from that day on, Jian Zhiheng had quietly kept his heart.

Singing is his talent, and he must also help him, so that he can better show this talent! If everyone applauds and cheers for him, it will definitely help him build confidence!

Therefore, when he saw the registration form for this singing competition, he signed up for Guan Zhen without hesitation.

"And your voice is that low and hoarse, and singing that sad love song is particularly touching! It will definitely fascinate thousands of girls!"

Jian Zhiheng was still talking excitedly, but Guan Zhen just threw down a few words coldly.

"I can't win."

Although he had never participated, he watched it year by year. Every time, the legendary school bully Rong Xiao won. The girls in the audience basically went to see him, and his votes always dominated the screen.

Besides, Guan Zhen himself knew that he was indeed better than himself. What did he use to win one? His popularity and singing skills were far better than his?

"How do you know if you haven't tried it?" Jian Zhiheng persuaded enthusiastically. But soon, he seemed to think of this layer of concern, and grabbed his hair with a dry smile, and changed his words:

"Okay, it may be difficult for you to win Brother Xiao, but you can beat yourself! As long as you dare to participate, won't you already beat the timid you before? This kind of thing in life is a process of constantly competing with yourself and constantly surpassing yourself!"

"I won't participate." Guan Zhen still replied.

No one can force himself. As long as he does not sign or submit this receipt, he will be disqualified when the final confirmation is final. In short, he will not do such embarrassing things.

"Hey, wait." Seeing that he turned around and was about to leave, Jian Zhiheng grabbed his sleeve. After a moment of silence, as if he had made up some determination, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do it, listen to this song." Then, without saying anything, he stuffed a headphone connected to the jade slip into his ear.

What is being played in the headphones is a fast-paced pop song. The lyrics of Guan Chun have seen them, and they are also very touching. In the song's difficulty rankings, it can definitely be counted as the first echelon.

"You know, I have always been incomplete tone," Jane Zhiheng smiled dryly. "Vocal classes are just right. If I can practice this song before the competition begins, would we sign up together?"

"Look, I dare to participate in the competition with such a voice, and it will be embarrassing me if I am embarrassed at that time."

He wants to learn this song? Guan Zhen felt it was ridiculous. He, a person who couldn't even sing the basic songs in the textbooks, wanted to learn this most complicated song? Is this possible?

However, Guan Zhen did not object. What he thought was that Jian Zhiheng would definitely fail. After he practiced for a few days, he could just cancel his bet with him. Now, let's make him "hot".

However, Jian Zhiheng's perseverance this time was far beyond Guan Chun's expectations.

He is the one who cannot calm down the silence. He has stopped playing basketball recently. Every day, he goes to the piano room to practice singing whenever he has time.

Guan Zhen saw it again and again, listening to his uncontrollable voice, learning this song that was too difficult for him, but still seemed to be enjoying it. Guan Zhen always felt complicated.

This practice lasted for half a month, and Guan Chun finally lost her patience. After school that day, when he saw Jian Zhiheng in the piano room again, he pushed open the door and rushed in.

"Are you just trying so hard to see me embarrassed?"

In order to embarrass me, it doesn’t matter even if I spend my time?

"I don't want to see you embarrassed," Jian Zhiheng looked at him seriously, "I just want to see you live your true self!"

He stood up and walked step by step to Guan Zhen, "Your life could have been more exciting than it is now, why don't you want to try it?"

"I promised you to practice before, and now I'll sing it to you."

He sang it one by one. Although he could still hear many flaws, he was quite good overall.

"Did you see it? As long as you dare to try it, even I can do it. What are you afraid of?"

"I will go to the competition with you, and at any time, we will fight side by side!"

Guan Zhen looked at his firm eyes and suddenly felt a little dazed.
Chapter completed!