Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

He didn't even know why, but when he listened to it, some inexplicable impulses surged in his heart.

The urge to accompany her.

He Xi was secretly taken aback by his own psychological change.

He paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he fixedly stared at the girl who sang vigorously on the stage.

I remembered that she was in the corridor just now, and she didn't seem to be pretending to be strange and polite.

His eyes could not help but reveal a bit of suspicion and inquiry.

Is she really that troublesome star?

...

interesting.

Thinking of this, the young man laughed and straightened up slowly.

I saw him put down the reference book in his hand and stood up calmly.

Under the even more astonished eyes of the surrounding classmates, he stretched out his long legs and walked slowly towards the piano beside Xiang Xing.

He sat down gracefully, lifted the lid, and gently touched the black and white keys with his slender fingertips.

All in one go.

The classmates almost went into cardiac arrest.

This, what's the situation? !

Why does He Xi look like he wants to play the piano for Xiang Xing? !

Aren't they some nemesis from childhood to adulthood? !

Not only the classmates, but even Xiang Xing was so surprised that he almost sang the wrong words when he saw this movement.

She couldn't help but round her soft eyes and stared blankly at the young man.

It just happened to meet his fluttering gaze.

The brown pupils were sparse, and there were no mood swings.

Moreover, after only glancing at her, he slowly moved to Zhang Ruoli who was also stagnant behind her.

The delicate eyes narrowed slightly.

"..."

Zhang Ruoli over there suddenly understood, and couldn't help but hurriedly turned down the volume of the accompaniment.

At that time, the song also just entered the chorus part.

——

I'm still the same boy I used to be 丨 I haven't changed in the slightest

time is just a test

The faith planted in the heart remains undiminished

...

As Xiang Xing sang, the piano beside him also played a melodious melody at the same time, perfectly interspersed.

The agile notes played by the teenager, entwined with the girl's sweet but not powerful singing voice, immediately haunted the entire piano classroom.

Hearing all the students burst into fascination.

What's with this amazing fit?

This kind of sudden change in the style of painting from the enemy, how can it be faster than the tornado...

However, there is one thing to say.

This is a picture that is even rarer than rare animals!

Thinking about it, more and more classmates took out their mobile phones and frantically recorded videos of the two on the stage and in front of the piano...

Until Xiang Xing finished singing the last sentence quietly.

The accompaniment of the piano also fell slowly, causing the music classroom to suddenly fall into silence.

"Whoo~"

I saw the girl on the stage slowly exhaling.

Immediately, the corners of her cherry-colored lips were raised shallowly, and her soft eyes curled into a smile, "I'm done singing, do you still want to listen to the next song?"

"..."

The classmates were still immersed in stagnation, but no one recovered and responded to her.

And at this moment, the bell for the end of get out of class also rang "Ding bell bell--".

"Looks like I don't want to hear it anymore."

The little guy followed Zhang Ruoli's appearance, tilted his small head and shrugged his shoulders lightly.

Then he ignored the group of idiots, went back to his seat, picked up his textbook, and hopped out of the classroom...

"..."

At that time, He Xi, who was still sitting in front of the piano, was staring lightly at the petite figure who was walking away.

He also stood up a little faster and walked out of the classroom slowly, as if following him.

The lyrics of this chapter and the previous chapter are quoted from Mengran's "Youth"~

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