Chapter 112 Her Hair
"You have to learn to phonate correctly. The high notes are still a bit hard."

"Follow me, make the sound of na, and then gradually increase the scale."

"Yes, feel the power of your chest. Don't switch to falsetto completely. The high notes of this song will be very weak if you use falsetto."

Even though it took a little bit of trickery to get Li Luo to stay and train alone.

But when it comes to music-related matters, Yan Zhusheng is extremely serious.

If there really is such a music teacher, then Teacher Yan must be very excellent and competent.

Li Luo had experienced this in his previous life.

Now accepting Yan Zhusheng's serious teaching is just a reproduction of the way the two of them got along in the previous life.

This made Li Luo somewhat dazed, as if he had not been reborn, and Yan Zhusheng was still the musical girl who had not been diagnosed with heart disease.

Two people are together in the room, one sings, one records videos, one reads, one edits, one plays the piano, and one posts videos.

With a monthly income of more than 10,000 yuan provided by Yan Zhusheng, the work is very easy and comfortable, and there is also such a beautiful young boss who is pleasing to the eye.

That period of time was indeed unforgettable for Li Luo.

Unfortunately, it was only half a year, Yan Zhusheng flew abroad, and Li Luo became unemployed again.

Who could have thought that after starting all over again, they would meet each other in a new high school?

"You're absent from duty." Yan Zhusheng said, "Isn't my teaching good enough?"

"No." Li Luo shook his head. "I just had an epiphany."

"What did you realize?"

"you guess?"

Yan Zhusheng looked at him, but didn't really guess. He just reached out to put the guitar away, and then said, "If you're tired, let's stop here today."

"But there are still more than ten minutes before the get out of class ends." Li Luo checked the time, "Do you want to go back to the classroom?"

"Take a walk before going back?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suggested, "I want to go for a run."

"Okay." Li Luo nodded and followed Yan Zhusheng out of the activity room.

As they walked towards the playground, Li Luo couldn't help but ask, "Have you been running for exercise recently?"

"I get up a little earlier in the morning and run on the playground for a while." Yan Zhusheng said, "I go straight back to the dormitory at night."

At this point, Yan Zhusheng suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Li Luo: "Do you want to run with me?"

"what?"

"Get up a little earlier in the morning and come to school for a morning run."

"Doesn't the school have a morning jog at 10 o'clock?" Li Luo shook his head when he heard that he had to get up early. "You might as well kill me if you ask me to get up early."

"Then..." Yan Zhusheng thought for a moment, "How about we go to the playground to run after the second evening self-study get out of class every day? The sports meet is coming up soon, so we can exercise in advance."

"Not that I can't." Li Luo is now 15 years old and young, so he is not opposed to running. "But I have to tell Xixi and Senior Sister."

As the two of them talked, they came to the playground.

Yan Zhusheng took out the Bluetooth headphones that Ying Chanxi gave her from her pocket, put one on herself, handed the other to Li Luo, and then turned on the music on her mobile phone.

The rhythmic music with a strong sense of movement rang in my ears.

As Yan Zhusheng started running, Li Luo quickly followed.

The two of them shared the music in their headphones and ran slowly around the playground.

Not far away is the brightly lit teaching building.

But the playground was dark and it was hard to see clearly.

While running, neither of them spoke until the bell rang for the end of the third evening self-study get out of class, and then they gradually stopped.

Li Luo handed the headphones back to her, and the two of them walked towards the classroom together.

Along the way, many students from Class 8 were somewhat surprised to see the two of them going upstairs.

After all, these two people disappeared for the entire evening self-study class, and Li Luo was a day student, but he hadn't returned home yet at this time.

Looking at the state of the two at the moment... "Yan Zhusheng's face is so red."

"Why didn't the squad leader go home? What was he doing? Why is he still breathing?"

"Oh my god! What on earth were they doing all night?"

"Tsk tsk, my junior high school classmate from another class asked me about Yan Zhusheng. Now I can just tell him to give up on this idea."

"No, there must be something else?"

"It seems to be the rock club's training? Didn't someone say they were there before?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I've already seen that they are up to something."

"The class monitor is so lucky! Damn it! The most beautiful girl in the class was picked so quickly."

After passing by the two people, many rumors spread among the students in Class 8.

After returning to the classroom, Li Luo picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the school with Yan Zhusheng.

After watching her walk towards the dormitory campus across the street, Li Luo said goodbye to Yan Zhusheng at the school gate and then returned to Room 1502 of Bi Hai Lan Ting.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Xu Youyu sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a wooden stick of pudding that he had already eaten in his mouth.

Seeing Li Luo coming in, Xu Youyu glanced at him, then snorted: "You still remember to come back? I'm waiting for supper."

"Where's Xixi?"

"I'll go back to my room after I take a shower."

"What about you?" Li Luo glanced at Xu Youyu, "You're not really waiting for me to come back for a midnight snack, are you?"

At this time, Xu Youyu had already finished her shower and changed into her pajamas. The loose white nightgown concealed her figure.

"I thought too much about you." Xu Youyu stretched out on the sofa. "I was busy for a while after I came back. I went to bed after eating the pudding."

After saying that, she stood up, put on her slippers, and walked towards the bedroom.

But when passing by Li Luo, Xu Youyu stopped and looked at his face carefully with confusion: "Why do you look a little sweaty?"

"I went for a run tonight."

"Didn't you say you were going to the rock club for training?" Xu Youyu looked suspicious, "And physical training?"

"The sports meet is coming up soon," Li Luo said casually, "As the class monitor, I must set an example, actively participate in the competition, and win honors for the class."

"Heh." Xu Youyu kicked him. "Who are you talking about? You make it sound like everyone is not the squad leader."

"...Some people insist on taking a seat by name, what can I do?" Li Luo rolled his eyes, "By the way, senior, are there any sports events that you are good at?"

Xu Youyu crossed his arms across his chest, as if to show off his encumbrance: "Do you think I look like a combatant? The president of the student union also has a lot of work to do, right?"

"Thank you for your hard work." Li Luo subconsciously lowered his head and met Xu Youyu's eyes the next second, and then he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Discovered again!
"You've made progress this time." Xu Youyu smiled and waved his hand as he walked back to the bedroom, teasing, "It only took me two seconds to realize I noticed you. Keep up the good work."

The bedroom door was closed.

Li Luo chuckled twice and walked towards his bedroom.

However, when they were halfway there, Ying Chanxi's door opened.

Ying Chanxi came out holding a bed sheet, stuffed it into the washing machine in the bathroom, and then looked at Li Luo in the corridor: "You're back."

"Why do you seem to be in a bad mood?"

Hearing Li Luo say this, Ying Chanxi looked up at him, but did not respond to his question. He just walked towards Li Luo's room silently: "Let me help you change the sheets, so we can wash them together."

"Oh, let me help you." Li Luo followed him into his bedroom, and then saw Ying Chanxi open his closet very skillfully, taking out clean sheets from it more familiarly than he was, and putting them on the bedside table ready.

Then Ying Chanxi came to the bed, leaned over, pinched a corner of the sheet, and prepared to lift it up.

But the next second, her eyes suddenly focused, her brows slightly frowned, and she stretched out her right hand to the bed and gently pinched a strand of hair.

"Li Luo, what is this?"

(End of this chapter)