Chapter 135 Yan Zhusheng is at full firepower!

Early Thursday morning.

After nearly two weeks of morning jogging, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi finally decided not to get up early to exercise this morning in order to reserve their energy and strength for the upcoming sports meeting.

On the contrary, it was Xu Youyu who knocked on Li Luo's door early in the morning at six o'clock and asked him to get up and have breakfast.

"The sun is rising from the west?" Li Luo rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom. He looked at Xu Youyu and couldn't help but say, "Senior sister, don't you usually get up at the last minute?"

"Today is the sports day." Xu Youyu rolled his eyes. "There are a lot of things to look after at the student union. It's better to go early."

"Is that so?" Li Luo walked into the kitchen, took a look at the leftovers in the rice cooker and the things in the refrigerator, and then said, "Then let's not go through the hassle, just have some egg fried rice."

"No problem." Xu Youyu followed him into the kitchen, "I'll help you beat the eggs."

"Don't put the eggshell in there again."

"That was all last month! Please stop bringing up the past."

"Okay, okay, hurry up." Li Luo took a handful of green onions and three sausages from the refrigerator and put them on the chopping board.

Xu Youyu hurriedly took out three or four eggs, cracked them carefully and put them into the bowl, then stirred them evenly with chopsticks, and checked whether there were any eggshells.

"Oh, by the way, the wrist support you gave me before." After beating the eggs, Xu Youyu said to Li Luo, "I've been using it for a few days and I feel it's quite useful. My wrist doesn't hurt that much anymore."

"As long as it's useful." Li Luo served the rice and poured oil into the pot. After the oil was heated, he poured a pot of cold rice into it and stir-fried it.

After the cold rice is stir-fried into loose grains and coated with a layer of oil, pour the eggs beaten by Xu Youyu into the mixture immediately and then stir-fry vigorously to allow the egg liquid to evenly coat the rice grains.

Once stir-fried into shape, add the sliced ​​ham, stir-fry briefly, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and the fried rice is ready.

"Li Luo, what type of keyboard do you like?" Xu Youyu suddenly asked as he watched Li Luo pour the fried rice into three plates, "What kind of switches do you prefer?"

"The sound of Qingzhu is more pleasant, right?" Li Luo said, "What's wrong? Senior sister, do you want to return the gift to me?"

"I always eat the food you cook for free and accept your gifts. It would be unreasonable if I don't give you something in return."

Xu Youyu picked up a plate of egg fried rice, walked out of the kitchen, turned his head and said to him, "If my mother knew about this, she would scold me for being a bad person and not knowing how to behave."

"You don't have to be so polite. Didn't you tutor me in my studies? You helped me rank 27th in the school." Li Luo said with a smile, "And she promoted me to be the vice president of the literature club."

After hearing what Li Luo said, Xu Youyu felt even more embarrassed.

The former was also due to the contribution of Ying Chanxi, while the latter was simply to capture Li Luo as free labor, which could not be considered a benefit at all.

"I'll buy you a gift anyway. If you like blue switches, I'll buy you one." Xu Youyu said, "It just so happens that I've recently fallen in love with a new keyboard, so I bought them together."

"Then I'll say thank you in advance."

"You're welcome." Xu Youyu nodded with satisfaction and came to the dining table. "Also, do you know what Xixi likes?"

"Uh..." When asked this question, Li Luo blinked and looked at the pile of dolls lined up on the windowsill. He was a little stumped for a moment.

But Xu Youyu said, "I heard from Zhu Sheng that Xixi likes dolls, right?"

"I thought so before." Li Luo pointed helplessly at the tragic scene on the windowsill, "But now it seems that it is not the case."

"But I saw that Pikachu that Zhusheng gave her, Xixi really likes it." Xu Youyu said, "It has been placed on her bedside."

"Is that so?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment. He didn't pay attention to this. After all, he had hardly ever entered Ying Chanxi's room. "Maybe she likes Pikachu more."

"I see." Xu Youyu smiled and pointed in the direction of the balcony, where the three of them were hanging their clothes to dry.

Among them, some of Ying Chanxi’s personal belongings have Pikachu patterns on them.

Li Luo just glanced at it, and then immediately looked away seriously: "I didn't see anything."

"You're so hypocritical." Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him. "I have seen it. Besides Pikachu, there is also Doraemon. Do you think Xixi would like a Doraemon doll more if I buy one?"

“…You can give it a try.”

Li Luo twitched his lips, then looked at the time. Seeing that Ying Chanxi hadn't gotten up yet, he stood up and walked towards Ying Chanxi's room: "I'll go wake her up."

Arriving at the door, Li Luo knocked on it: "Get up, or I'll come in if you don't get up."

Knowing that Ying Chanxi usually slept in pajamas, Li Luo had nothing to be shy about. Seeing that Ying Chanxi was not moving, he opened the door and walked in.

After a few months of living in it, this bedroom has already acquired a girlish style.

Whether it is the cartoon table mat on the desk by the window, the various decorative items, or the huge panda doll on the bed, they all indicate that this is Ying Chanxi's room.

Hearing the sound of Li Luo walking into the room, Ying Chanxi turned on his side in bed, struggling and groaning, looking like he had not gotten enough sleep.

Li Luo walked to the bed and suddenly thought of what Xu Youyu had just said, so he subconsciously glanced at the bedside table.

Sure enough, Yan Zhusheng's Pikachu stayed there quietly, and it seemed that Ying Chanxi really liked it.

"Get up." Li Luo pinched Ying Chanxi's face.

Ying Chanxi then made another humming sound, forced his eyes open, and stretched out on the bed: "I know... I'm so sleepy."

"What time did you go to bed yesterday? Didn't you get enough sleep?"

"A little after two..."

"What did you do?"

"I'm just a little nervous... I've never run 1500 meters before, and I can't sleep just thinking about it."

"I'm not as nervous as you when I'm going to perform on stage today. You're such a loser."

"What do you care? I'm so annoyed with you."

"Can you get up now? Or do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"Don't sleep anymore, get up immediately."

"Okay, I've already served you some fried rice." Li Luo said this and was about to leave, but the next second, his eyes fell on Ying Chanxi's pillow, and he suddenly exclaimed, "What's on your pillow? It looks familiar."

"Ah?" Ying Chanxi panicked when he heard this. He quickly lifted the quilt over his head, covering his pillow. "It's nothing, just a pillowcase. I'm going to change my clothes. You go out first."

"Oh, I see." Li Luo didn't think much about it. He nodded, walked out of the bedroom and went to the living room to eat.

After hearing Li Luo's footsteps leaving, Ying Chanxi stuck his head out from under the quilt, glanced at the small blanket on the pillow, and breathed a sigh of relief.

This blanket was given to her by Li Luo when she was a child. I guess this girl herself doesn’t even remember it and didn’t even recognize it.

You are really stupid.

Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi folded the small blanket and placed it on the bedside. Then he changed into a school uniform, walked out of the bedroom, washed up, and went to the living room to have breakfast.

……

Seven o'clock in the morning.

The bell of Yuhang No. 1 Middle School rang, and along with it rang the "Athletes' March", which is usually played during the flag-raising ceremony.

The entire school, three grades, a total of 48 classes, moved to the passionate entrance music.

Zhu Yufei, the physical education committee member of Class 8, was responsible for leading the team. They lined up and walked down from the third floor. When they arrived at the track in the playground, they formed a square formation according to the formation they had trained in the physical education class.

The entrance to the opening ceremony was still a bit boring.

Class 8 of Grade 1 shouted the slogan "Class 8, Class 8, unstoppable, high-spirited, and the king of the arena!" as they passed in front of the rostrum, and then marched in formation and lined up on the lawn in order.

After all 48 classes had lined up, it was the turn of the school leaders on the rostrum.

The dean spoke, the vice-president spoke, and finally the principal spoke. One of the few good news was that after the dean finished speaking, a group of girls from the dance club wearing brightly colored skirts came out from behind the podium and danced on the track in the playground.

After the vice-principal's speech, it was the turn of the animation club to perform. The club members wore various anime doll costumes and cosplay costumes and performed a funny dance.

“Damn, this is what the anime club usually wears for cosplay?” Zhang Guohuang complained in the team, “It’s a good thing I didn’t join in the first place.”

Xu Yinghuan next to him cast a contemptuous look at him, and then asked curiously: "Where are the monitor and Zhu Sheng? Didn't they say there will be a performance by the rock club? The principal is about to finish his speech, when will they come out?"

"It's the finale, as it should be."

Just as the students in Class Eight were waiting expectantly for Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng to appear on stage, Wei Duo, a sophomore, was also staring at the podium.

She used to be the lead singer of the rock club and knew how the sports meet was arranged. She kept staring at the open space behind the rostrum.

What many students did not notice was that the back half of the podium today was covered by a large curtain.

Because the surface and walls of the podium were all red, the same color as the curtain, many people didn't pay much attention to it.

All my attention had previously been drawn to the performances of the dance and animation clubs.

When the school leaders were speaking, not many people were willing to raise their heads to look at the podium.

But Wei Duo narrowed her eyes and waited for the principal to finish speaking.

When the principal said, "I declare that the 63rd sports meeting of Yuhang No. Middle School will now officially begin!", the rhythmic sound of drums came from behind the rostrum.

Crack! Crack! Crack!
As Niu Qingling started, the keyboard, guitar and bass followed the rhythm of the drums and entered the prelude of "Brave Heart" together.

The sophomores and juniors had seen the rock club perform before, so it wasn’t too surprising.

But in the first year of high school, many people were not aware of the rock club's performance and thought that the opening ceremony was over after the principal announced the start of the sports meet.

Until the sudden sound of rock music came, everyone was confused at first, and then subconsciously looked for the source of the sound.

At this time, a group of student union members had already come on stage. As the school leaders left, they quickly moved away the chairs and tables used by the school leaders for their speeches, leaving the stage empty.

The next second, the red curtain on the podium slowly opened, revealing the entire band behind it!
Niu Qingling was filled with a confident and flamboyant smile, playing the drum set with ease and controlling the rhythm of the entire song.

Xie Shuchen stood in another corner, striking a pose that he thought looked quite handsome, his fingers tapping on the keyboard, pressing out notes one by one.

Li Luo and Shao Youpeng were like two guards, standing on either side of Yan Zhusheng, one playing guitar and the other bass, and began to sway with the music.

at the same time.

Yan Zhusheng in the center also held her microphone, closed her eyes, and opened her rosy and thin lips slightly to the music:

"I am not a stone~"

"It's not even a tear~"

"I'm just a little bird~"

"Looking for the direction of home~"

Smoothly entering the early stage of the main song, Yan Zhusheng's clear voice instantly caught the ears of everyone present.

Even Wei Duo was stunned for a moment.

After the short verse part was over, Yan Zhusheng on the stage took a deep breath, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked straight ahead with a clear and bright gaze——

“This is what it feels like to fly!”

“It’s a feeling of freedom!”

"Dancing in the wind in a sky covered in blood!"

"With a brave heart that never cries!"

The high-pitched sound that rushed straight into the brain instantly penetrated everyone's body.

Even the students in Class 8 who had been prepared were immediately captivated by Yan Zhusheng's singing.

The high school sophomores and juniors who had been mentally prepared were now looking at the girl on the stage in a daze. It was hard to imagine that such a powerful and explosive rock song could be released from a girl like that.

"It sounds familiar. Is this the one who sang on the playground during the military training?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I know her! Her name is Yan Zhusheng!"

"You've brought her a drink before, right? No wonder you remember it so clearly."

"Shit! What's wrong with delivering drinks? Her singing is so awesome! I can deliver them right now."

Not only the boys, but even the girls present were instantly attracted to Yan Zhusheng.

Xu Yinghuan looked at Yan Zhusheng on the stage and couldn't help but sigh, "How cool! You can't tell at other times, but once she starts singing, she immediately turns into a cool girl! So cool!"

The first time Yan Zhusheng appeared as the lead singer in front of the teachers and students of the whole school, he conquered almost all the audience.

Even Li Luo, who was helping her with the backing vocals, or Shao Youpeng, who played a bass solo during the interlude, were not even one-tenth as brilliant as Yan Zhusheng.

When singing "Life in Bloom", Yan Zhusheng finished the first climax, raised his left hand to the back of his head, and casually untied his rubber band.

With her waist-length hair draped down and dancing in the autumn breeze, Yan Zhusheng grabbed the microphone and took a big step forward.

"I want a life in full bloom!"

“It’s like standing on top of a rainbow!!”

“It’s like traveling through a dazzling galaxy!”

"Possessing power beyond the ordinary!"

The song is over.

Yan Zhusheng's hair was disheveled, he was breathing slightly, and the microphone in his hand slowly fell.

The last note seemed to linger in everyone's ears for a long time.

Li Luo and others put down their instruments and came to Yan Zhusheng.

The five people faced the audience, smiled at each other, and then, at the sound of Niu Qingling's soft "three, two, one", they bowed slightly in unison.

But most people's eyes were still fixed on Yan Zhusheng, until her tall and slender figure disappeared at the backstage entrance, and then many people withdrew their gazes with a sense of loss.

"Only two songs? That's totally not enough!"

"Why don't you just hold a sports meet and give this girl a concert? I'll even buy the tickets."

……

"Well done." Li Luo walked backstage, clapped his hands with Yan Zhusheng, and said with a smile, "The singing was so wonderful."

"Yeah." Yan Zhusheng nodded, and had returned to his expressionless mode. He just tilted his head to look at Li Luo and kindly reminded him, "You made several mistakes today, more than usual."

Li Luo frowned: "...When will you learn to read the atmosphere when speaking?"

Yan Zhusheng shook his head, and then said seriously: "What I mean is, Li, you still have to study with me seriously, and I will teach you well."

"Thank you so much, Teacher Yan."

Yan Zhusheng nodded with satisfaction and patted his shoulder: "You're welcome."

(End of this chapter)