I Will Die If I Don’t Give Birth To The Male Lead!:

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She doesn't believe that she can't pick ten shows that can compare to "The Most Dazzling National Style".

What's more, teacher Wang, the head teacher, didn't want this song to be selected.

It's really shameful.

That night, thirteen had already been reported.

Lin Jingshu estimated that there might be fifteen in the end.

The elimination rate in the first round can reach more than 30%. After ten programs are reported, they will have to go through selection by age and school. In the end, it is estimated that only three will be on stage.

She doesn't believe it, it's just "The Most Dazzling National Style", and it can go to the end.

The one who grew up in the orphanage is the one who grew up in the orphanage. Even if it flies on a branch, it will not become a phoenix.

She looked at the first line of the logbook: Lin Jingshu's piano solo

After watching for a while, suddenly raised his hand to cross out the line.

She doesn't want to play solo.

She wants to play with people.

At dinner, Chen Liren asked Lu Ranran to eat with her, but Lu Ranran refused.

Chen Liren is going to feed the pigs, so she doesn't want to watch, she will have needles.

Besides, she is used to being alone. She was alone in the third middle school and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But when Huang Yankun called her together, she thought about it and agreed.

Just thank him for the marshmallow.

Huang Yankun saw that Lu Ranran actually agreed, and Le Dian happily took out the meal card, "The first meal, I'll treat you, Sister Ran can just swipe it!"

Lu Ranran: "Please, thank you for the marshmallow." As he said, he bent down and went to the desk to find his meal card.

Huang Yankun felt guilty for a while, thinking that he had been running for so long, how could it be considered that he bought half of it, and then he bit the bullet and responded vaguely, then asked: "Ji Zeyang, are you with us?"

Ji Zeyang raised his eyes, without looking at Huang Yankun, his gaze fell on Lu Ranran next to him, and he swept lightly, without a sound.

The latter was busy looking for a meal card, but didn't notice at all.

So, Lu Ranran was taken aback when he saw that Ji Zeyang was also with him.

After talking about the dinner for two, how come you have become three?

001: "Hahahaha, Ji Zeyang must know that he was wrong, and want to ease the relationship with you, hahahaha, Lu Ranran, you will win right away. Toilet play toilet play! This time I will definitely overthrow him! Just hit it!"

Lu Ranran: "..."

Go in a dream, even if you can really push her, I don’t want to.

She didn't want to be like those girls who entered and exited the painless clinic in their teens. It was too scary.

After the three people bought the meal, Huang Yankun was dumbfounded at the food on Lu Ranran's plate.

Some seafood, two steaks, one fried rice, one chicken drumstick, and a large glass of milk!

Ji Zeyang took a bite of carrots, not surprisingly.

The first night Lu Ranran returned to Lu's house, he saw how appetizing someone was.

Within three hours after eating a huge cake, you can get up to make egg fried rice.

He swallowed, "Sister Ran, are you eating these?"

Lu Ranran: "Ah, what's the matter?"

Huang Yankun smiled dryly: "Hehe, nothing, the first time I saw a girl eat so much."

Lu Ranran: "I am growing up!"

Huang Yankun: "How tall are you?"

Lu Ranran: "It's a little more than one meter and seven meters. I don't know the details. I haven't measured it for a long time."

Huang Yankun: "..."

He estimated that it would be 1.75 meters.

Already almost as tall as many boys.

No matter how long it is, isn't it taller than many boys?

Fortunately, I and Ji Zeyang are both tall enough, one is 184 and the other is 185. Otherwise, wouldn't it be miserable to be compared with a girl?

And the other person is not fat after eating so much!

It's simply unscientific.

At the dinner table, Ji Zeyang has been unhurriedly bowing his head to eat, only Huang Yankun and Lu Ranran, Balabala, talked incessantly.

Huang Yankun: "Sister Ran, how heavy are you?"

Lu Ranran: "One hundred and two, I don't know how much."

She looks slender, but she is quite heavy with her muscular body undressed.

Huang Yankun: "Hahahaha, now it is said that there are no more than a hundred good women."

Lu Ranran: "Fart, I also said that a good man is not less than 18 cm."

Huang Yankun: "Puff...cough cough cough cough..."

He coughed violently.

Ji Zeyang finally stopped and said lightly: "Don't talk while eating."

Lu Ranran shrugged and came again.

She didn't care at all, "You two have such a big reaction, won't you be less than eighteen centimeters, right?"

Huang Yankun coughed, his face flushed, and suffocated his breath: "How...how is it possible, I am definitely 18 centimeters long, Ji Zeyang knows it, right."

Ji Zeyang: "I don't know."

Huang Yankun: "You..."

Lu Ranran: "Hahahaha."

Huang Yankun: "...嘤嘤嘤."

A meal that feasted on chickens and dogs.

On the way back, Lu Ranran and Huang Yankun were walking in front to talk, and Ji Zeyang followed not far away.

His eyes fell on the girl in front, from ears, to neck, to shoulders, to waist, to legs...Finally, it fell on the slender but not weak wrist.

She rolled up the sleeves of her school uniform, revealing half of her beautiful forearm, which should be tanned, and the sun sprinkled on it, like thick honey.

It's completely different from the girls in the school who are filled with white.

Wild, primitive, elegant and full of vitality...

Reminiscent of a girl in the endless golden wheat field running wildly in tulle.

He remembered the glimpse that night.

At the door of the classroom, Lin Jingshu stood in the corridor outside, leaning on the one-meter-high balcony fence, seeming to be looking at the campus scenery.

When Ji Zeyang walked in, she suddenly turned around, blushing and accurately blocked his way.

"Please wait a minute."

Obviously, watching the scenery is just her disguise.

Her attention is not on the landscape.

Ji Zeyang stopped, and the two entered the classroom happily in front, without noticing what happened next.

He retracted his gaze and asked: "Something?"

Lin Jingshu took a deep breath, raised her head to meet the boy's dark and cold eyebrows, she couldn't help but be in a trance again.

She felt that if Ji Zeyang smiled at herself with these eyes, she would be dizzy and agree if she let her die.

She took a deep breath again, enduring the beating heart, and asked: "I want to ask, are you planning to report for the Spring Festival Games?"

Ji Zeyang: "Yeah."

Prepare to leave after speaking.

"Wait a minute!"

Lin Jingshu suddenly stretched out her hand, trying to hold him.

I was quickly avoided by Ji Zeyang.

She threw herself away.

Ji Zeyang said: "Sorry, I am not very used to contacting people."

Lin Jingshu: "It's okay, I want to invite you to play with me, can you?"

Ji Zeyang frowned and said, "I can't play the piano."

Lin Jingshu: "It doesn't matter, I play the piano, you play the violin."

After speaking, looked at him expectantly, "Can you?"

No one knows that Ji Zeyang can play the violin and his skills are very good.

Because of this, she would like him.

It was two years ago. When she and her parents went to visit Lu's house together, when she was bored out and wandered around, she heard the sound of the violin, which was Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata.

At that time, her piano had passed ninth level. Following the sound of the piano, she saw a teenager standing on the windowsill playing the violin.

The moonlight is like practice, sprinkling on him, and melodious music surrounds him.

That scene has been played back in her mind countless times.

She wanted to say hello to him, but before she could speak, he suddenly turned and left the balcony.

On the way back later, when she heard her parents talk about it, she realized that he was the boy who held the wrong boy in the Lu family.

Ji Zeyang: "I'm sorry, I don't know how to play the violin. You can find someone else."

After speaking, he crossed Lin Jingshu and entered the classroom.

Lin Jingshu stood there, turning back to her position with red eyes for a long time, opened the book, and re-written the crossed out program: Lin Jingshu Piano Solo Music: Moonlight Sonata

The next day, Lin Jingshu handed in the program schedule. Teacher Wang, the head teacher, saw Lu Ranran's "The Most Dazzling National Style" at first sight.

Ms. Li from Class 3 came over and said, "Let’s look at the program schedule of your class....Puff! The most dazzling ethnic style?!"

Ms. Wang has no love for a while, look, she knows that the title of this song can blow up the audience.

Is this any good thing!

No!

When this song is posted, the first grade of high school will become a joke for the whole school.

Just when she was about to think of a way to cross out the show, there was a knock on the door outside, Ji Zeyang: "Teacher, I have something to discuss with you."

Ms. Wang took a deep breath and quickly called someone in.

She also wants to discuss with Ji Zeyang about something. This song really can't be played.

Ji Zeyang entered the office, and the other teachers met, all smiling and greeted warmly.

Good grades, good looks, polite, low-key, no trouble, such students are the teacher's favorite no matter where they go.

Ji Zeyang said hello to the teachers, and Teacher Wang asked him to sit down and say.

Ji Zeyang: "Thank you teacher, but no need, it's just a small matter...." After a pause, he continued: "Is the teacher not going to report Lu Ranran's program?"

Voting is too practicable.

Ms. Wang: "I also want to discuss this with you. This song is really very different from the style of our class. Moreover, the competition for age selection and school selection is very fierce, and this song is likely to fail. ."

Ji Zeyang: "If she changes to another song, is that okay?"

Ms. Wang was taken aback for a moment, "Change one?"

Ji Zeyang: ""Hidden Wings", I will sing with her. If she doesn't agree to change the song, we will discuss "The Most Dazzling National Style", okay?"

His attitude is very polite, it's a totally discussing tone, but it makes people can't help but follow his thoughts.

Very terrible persuasive power.

At the same time he throws the bait, and he sings with her.

Ji Zeyang has never performed in public.

The programs reported in previous years were piano solo, ballet performance, violin solo, magic... and there was even one time when all the classmates in the class played a musical instrument and came to the stage to ensemble their own compositions.

Now it's actually reduced to the reported show "The Most Dazzling National Style". In the classroom, the second generation of these rich people are almost laughing crazy.

The teacher Wang, the teacher in charge of the class, went blank, and said, "No!"

She firmly disagrees!

Just think about the stage of the Spring Festival Games, the host reported "I appreciate the Swan Lake brought by XXX, and then please enjoy it. Student Lu Ranran from the first grade of high school will bring you "The Most Dazzling National Style" "" She is about to have a cerebral hemorrhage.