Eight, singing and dancing
I just want to win one person's heart and never be separated
These clear words mocked the lonely self
I miss you very much, but I keep lying to myself
Unfortunately, you can't hear the song I sing
Want to sing for you more
Jiang Shuiyuan's clear and slightly melancholy voice gradually drifted away in the clear cold wind. Wu Zichen, Chen Di and the group of girls all became silent. Even the students passing by also took a lighter pace, as if the whole world had quieted down in an instant.????? Jiang Shuiyuan was a little embarrassed and asked tentatively: "Do I not sing well?"
"No, it sounds so nice!" Chen Di and the girls shook their heads repeatedly, and their eyes were full of strange light.
"Missue, mistake, is a big mistake! If I had known that the boss was so good at singing, what other square dance would we do? Let the boss go on stage in a white suit and sing "Wish to win a heart" to ensure that all the girls in the school will fall in love with it. Why is it so troublesome now?" Wu Zichen also regretted: "But we can't just forget about it. Isn't there a New Year's Day party in our class? At that time, you can't be stingy with your golden voice, you must sing on stage!"
"It's really not bad?" Jiang Shuiyuan still didn't believe it very much.
"Of course, it sounds very nice!" Wu Zichen replied with great certainty, "Boss, you sing so well, why don't you reveal it? If I had your appearance and voice, I would like to stand at the school gate with my guitar in my arms every day after school, and sang a few words casually, and wouldn't it be fascinating to the whole school girl? Even Pu Xiaoxiang would be fascinated by it and bow down to my jeans!"
Jiang Shuiyuan secretly whispered in his heart: What else is there to besides being pretty? His mouth is so poisonous, and he has no trace of his eyes. In the Olympic Games class, he always tries to pull Liu Chenyu to whisper, destroying his chance to be alone with Liu Chenyu. This kind of woman is OK to look at it as a vase, but if she treats her as a girlfriend, she will definitely suffer!
Chen Di curled his lips disdainfully: "Vulgar! Is it good-looking and good-singing to sing girls just to show off my girls? Besides, good looks and good voice are all born with their own external skins given by their parents. What is there to show off? With the help of one's acquired efforts, we have achieved admirable results. That is the real ability! Although our handsome man Jiang is handsome, able to sing and dance, he never shows off these things. He reads books honestly in the study room every day and does not play tricks on her. This time he is a handsome man who is both inside and outside, and is a real handsome man!"
"I don't deny that our boss is a handsome guy who is both internal and external, and is a real handsome guy, but he has the opposite view of what you say. Good appearance and good voice are gifts and favors from God, why is it not worth showing off?" Wu Zichen looked at Chen Di up and down, "Love beauty is the surname of human beings. As far as I know, most people in the world still have a very longing for good appearance, like and appreciate it very much. Generally speaking, there are only two types of people who have a negative attitude: one is a top handsome guy like our boss. For them, many times, a beautiful face has become a burden, so they have a negative attitude towards appearance; the other is an ugly monster like someone who is eager for a beautiful face, but loves it but cannot, and loves it very much makes people hate it, so they begin to slander the appearance and vigorously praise the so-called "inner beauty". Beauty is inside, who can tell? President Chen, I wonder which kind of thing you belong to?"
Jiang Shuiyuan felt as if a scar in his heart was suddenly uncovered, and the tingling pain instantly spread all over his body. He immediately frowned and scolded coldly: "What nonsense? The actors who sing, dancing, and acting in movies on TV are better than the other, and each one is more handsome than the other, but they are better. What's the use of being handsome? Isn't it the playthings in the hands of the rich and politicians? But those ordinary people with average appearance are more respected and appreciated by their own efforts to make a career!"
Wu Zichen muttered in a low voice: "Why is it useless to be good-looking and handsome? Those who are good-looking and handsome, and incompetent can at least sing, dance, go on TV, act in movies, and those who are ugly and incompetent? They don't even have the chance to show up in public. They can only move bricks, sifte sand, beg, pick up garbage, pedal tricycles, and pull chariots!"
Jiang Shuiyuan glared at him: "What are you muttering? Hurry up and say, why do you want me to sing? Could it be that I want me to sing and dance on stage?"
Wu Zichen smiled carefully and said, "I'm just thinking this! Didn't Situ say that our dancing style is a bit thin? Then let's add the elements of singing. With the dance he rehearsed before, plus your golden voice, you must make sure that he has nothing to say, no way out, and no words to deal with. Just send us to the stage of the New Year's Day party!"
"I really want to sing?" Jiang Shuiyuan was obviously not confident about his voice, so hesitated.
"Of course! Boss, weren't you going to do your best and willing to accept any challenges just now? Why is it that a mere singing makes you retreat now?" Wu Zichen actually used the provocation method.
"Then let's sing together. What's the taste of singing alone on stage!" Jiang Shuiyuan can only hope to drag more people to relieve the embarrassment of jumping and screaming like a monkey on stage alone.
Wu Zichen rolled his eyes and said, "You just told Situ that you can't afford to rent a head-mounted wireless microphone, why don't you forget it now? You should know that renting a head-mounted wireless microphone will cost about 20 yuan a day. You 17 or 18 people will use it once for rehearsals and once for a formal party. How much does it cost? Boss, are you trying to let me lose everything?"
Jiang Shuiyuan looked at Chen Di as if asking for help. Chen Di smiled wryly and spread his hands: "Don't look at me, I can't do anything! The school gives our club so much money every year, and most of it contributes to the bookstore. Otherwise, where do you think there are so many books in our archive room? The little money that finally leaked from the fingers needs to be prepared to recruit new products, friendship, meetings, stationery and other messy uses. There will be an economic crisis almost halfway through the semester, and there will be a fiscal deficit every school year! I have spent hundreds of dollars before and after this New Year's Day party. The club has already run out of ammunition and food. Later, many of them are paid by Sister Xinying and Mr. Wu. How can I rent a wireless microphone worth hundreds of dollars?"
Wu Zichen shook his head and said, "It seems that the landlord's family has no surplus food either!"
Jiang Shuiyuan didn't expect that Wu Zichen not only contributed to the club's program, but also needed to make additional money, but he was here to stop singing, which was too unrighteous. He immediately agreed: "It's natural that I can't sing, and I will do my best. However, I can't guarantee that I can sing well or badly. Don't blame me if there is any accident at that time."
Wu Zichen turned back to his original lazy appearance, hugged Jiang Shuiyuan's shoulder and said, "How can you blame you? Just let go of your courage to sing on stage, and you can be sure to be amazing!"
"I hope the 'shock' of 'sharp skills' does not mean being frightened!" Jiang Shuiyuan replied angrily.
"Boss, you are too unconfident. You must know that confident men are the most attractive!" Wu Zichen teased: "Of course, in order to cooperate with the boss's singing, I will make appropriate fine-tuning in costumes, dance moves, and makeup these days. Just wait for the New Year's Eve party!"
Chapter completed!