MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 78 : It's easiest to get homesick when you're alone

"The east wind is blowing, the drums of war are beating, and there is a song to be played, who is afraid of who."

"Time is precious! If you want to sing, simply! Stop it, waste it! Don't sing, retreat!"

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When I was still a long way from the west playground, I heard the noisy singing slogans from the playground. Feeling the surging youthful atmosphere and the warm atmosphere of the scene, the corners of my mouth could not help but curl up slightly. .

When I walked to the phalanx of my class under the flag-raising platform, under the organization of Tang Wenxin, the "battle" between our class and the temporary class had gradually become hot...

"Sixth class, come one; come one, sixth class..."

"If you want me to sing, I will sing. Where can I put my face! If you want me to sing, I will not sing. What can you do to me? How!"

"Class 6 is thick-skinned, and Shenzhou No. 7 can't penetrate."

"One, two, hurry, one, two, three, hurry, hurry, one, two, three, four, five, we've been waiting so hard, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, we're in a hurry, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. , do you have any, do you have any!"

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Everyone was sitting on the ground, even though most of the class were girls, but when it came to shouting slogans, the voices of boys still dominated.

I walked around the class calmly, and I didn't see Xia Xiaoman and An Xin, so I guessed that they should not come. After all, An Xin's feet hurt and needed someone to take care of them.

So, I no longer bothered with acquaintances, I just found an inconspicuous position and stayed in the most corner of the class square.

Instead of yelling, I took out my phone and flashed the essence of global finance with an all-English interface.

In my opinion, English is not a course, but a skill, a tool, a tool for parsing the world.

Just after I read two articles, when I was about to find another interesting piece of information, I found that the surroundings were quiet, so I looked up curiously, it turned out to be Tang Wenxin, he was standing in a circle around several classes, After clearing his throat, he said without stage fright,

"Hello everyone, I'm Tang Wenxin from the sixth class of medicine. On behalf of the sixth class, I will sing a song of Jay Chou's "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold". I can't sing well.

His gentle tone, smiling face and gentle words attracted applause and encouragement from almost all the students present.

I sat on the edge of the flag-raising platform and looked at the circle in the middle...

He cleared his throat, and after taking in the atmosphere, he sang acapella...

"The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and smashed the world, and the dream was cold, and there were several love debts in a lifetime. If you acquiesce, life and death are withered, waiting for a circle, another circle of annual rings..."

His voice is light and his words are clear. Although there is no accompaniment, he masters the emotion and rhythm just right, and the pronunciation of vibrato and accent is also very correct. I guess he should have learned to sing before.

"...The rain is pouring, the old hometown is deep, I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city, the sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city, fell in that wild village, it is us that fate takes root, it is us that fate takes root, Jialan Temple listens to the sound of rain and looks forward to it eternal."

His singing made many people immersed in it. After one song was sung, there was a momentary vacuum in the whole scene. His melancholy singing voice and lonely temperament made many girls present fascinated and indulged.

I have to say that I also admire his singing skills a little bit. With this singing skills and his good looks, if he wants to make his debut as a singer, it is probably not difficult for him.

Sure enough... in this era where class and stratum have gradually solidified, family background has increasingly begun to dominate a person's growth height.

While I feel sorry, I am also grateful that my family background will not make me so outstanding, but it will not make me so unbearable.

Wei Wei sighed, but the sigh was drowned out by thunderous applause. Then, the sixth medical class started to clamor. Since our class has already left, if there are no people from other classes, it will be unreasonable.

Outstanding, can be translated as "outstanding", "extroverted".

In Western countries, being outstanding means standing up. Only those who dare to stand up and express their talents can be called outstanding.

This is somewhat at odds with the modesty and moderation in our traditional culture, but this does not affect the fact that there are still many people in our country who are willing and like to stand out.

There is no shortage of such people in universities, so after Tang Wenxin's warm-up at the beginning, one after another walked out.

From singing to rap, from hip-hop to shuffling... The entire playground has also become a stage for a group of demons to dance. On this stage, students who like to perform come on stage in reincarnation, and each shows their talents, bringing wave after wave of Screaming and shouting.

So, my smile began to slowly converge, and I began to think about where my strengths are, and then, in the end, I found out sadly... I know a lot, but I am not proficient at all.

Feeling a little bit of a blow to my confidence, I silently left the playground...

Walking alone on a deserted campus, I suddenly felt a trace of loneliness. I was a little curious, because I had never had this feeling before, so I decided to find a quiet place and have a good experience.

I chose a stool under the sycamore tree, and then lay on my back quietly, with my arms resting on the back of my head, looking at the bright sky illuminated by the city lights through the dense sycamore leaves.

Just when I let go of my thoughts and let them wander randomly, I thought of the starry sky from elementary school, and myths from history, but the final picture was fixed on that mature, gentle, beautiful and dignified smile.

Missing love was like a torrent that burst a dyke, rushing all over my body in an instant, the urge to call her began to dominate me, and I couldn't wait for a moment to take out my phone and dial my mother's number.

After the phone was dialed, there was no beep, but a gentle voice came from there,

"Baby!"

I opened my mouth, but I found that I couldn't say anything.

"Mom!" All the words stuck in his chest were condensed into one word.

"Why, baby, are you not used to it?"

"No!" My mother's concern made me feel an indescribable warmth, and I thought of her warm embrace when I was sick, "I just miss you."

"I miss you too, baby."

"Mom, can you stop calling me baby, I'm not too young anymore."

"You are my baby!" Mom's voice was a little coquettish, and then she said to me seriously, "I transferred some money to your card, your sister spends a lot of money, you have to watch more Come on, don't let her go hungry."

"Don't worry, I will, even if I am hungry myself, I will not let my sister starve."

"You can't even be hungry!" Mom's tone was a little angry. "If you don't have any money, you have to ask Mom for it. Mom's money was originally for your two brothers and sisters."

"Well, I know that you have to take care of your body on weekdays," I was very moved. "There are only three people in our family, so there is no need to earn so much money."

"Mom is an adult, don't worry, if I don't work, I won't get moldy all day."

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