Chapter 377 Girls' Thoughts

When he placed his hands on the piano keys, Luo Yi realized his mistake.

My hands haven't fully grown yet, and the fingering is different from what I've maintained for many years. There's no way I can play an octave, and I can't expect to play the song I prepared well.

No matter what the teacher and classmates think, at least the little girl is watching eagerly, and she has to jump out despite her difficulties...

So he chose the easy one.

When the prelude sounded, everyone's eyes, including Hanabi's, lit up. It was the song by Fei Lun, which was the favorite song of the previous generation during their school days and was quite popular.

"Still, all the flowers are blooming, distant, love is clear..."

Luo Yi's Mandarin is at a Class 1B level, but he cannot use standard pronunciation when singing Fei Lun's songs.

Moreover, even if I lost something in one place, I still gained something in another. Before my voice changed, my voice was still able to handle the high notes, so I decided to be bold and raise the pitch of the chorus.

"I don't want you to leave, distance can't separate us, my longing has turned into the sea, outside the window can't get in..."

As a result, I helped Teacher Liu to water for five minutes effortlessly, which was a full eighth of the class.

No, there is still half a minute of applause.

"Great! Luo Yi, I didn't expect you to have such talent!" Liu Li was the most excited person in the class. "Would you like to consider participating in this year's New Year's Day performance?"

"Ah?" Luo Yi was stunned. This couldn't be right. He had been...

Hiss…Oh yes, being caught playing and dragging out the show from time to time was an experience I had during college. When I was in elementary school, I was still a low-key and introverted boy.

"It would be a shame if we didn't show this level of performance in front of the whole school, don't you think so?"

“Yes!”*N On how easily primary school students can be led by the rhythm.

Luo Yi looked around at his classmates angrily. Most of them were appreciative, but a few girls (and some boys) looked a little strange. The last and most important one was Huo Huo, who looked a little...

confused?

"Teacher Liu, please decide on the program later. This song "Sea of ​​Flowers" is a welcome song for Xiang Yan, I hope you like it." Luo Yi decided to make a public statement.

If those strange looks were understood correctly, it seemed that some classmates had some thoughts about him!

It must be strangled in the cradle.

"Hmm... it sounds nice," Hanabi's eyes widened a little, "but I don't think I understand. Is it Chinese?"

The whole class: "..."

This couldn’t be the first time she had heard such a classic “nostalgic golden song”.

"That's right. It is said that this song is also the listening question in the Level 10 Chinese Test." Liang Qilun joked.

"Oh, I will study Chinese well." Huahuo received a little shock from the Chinese language and decided not to underestimate Chinese class anymore.

"Hahahaha..." laughter echoed in the music classroom.

Luo Yi discovered that Huo Huo's white eyes could easily see through a person's kindness or malice, but seemed unable to tell the truth from the jokes.

She seemed to have really misunderstood Fei Lun's song as a non-existent Chinese test question.

Liang Qilun, who was temporarily sitting in the front seat, looked back with a sly smile and said, "I feel like you are a completely different person since Xiaoyan transferred here."

"You still need a little cheap sense of ritual sometimes, right?" Luo Yi responded with a wry smile. He was clearly a human-machine trustee last week, so who knows how he behaved.

Seats in the art classroom are freely selectable and are on a first-come, first-served basis.

Zhou Yunuo, who was not far away, pricked up his ears and listened, wondering if there was any deeper meaning in Lao Liang's words.

It sounds like they knew each other even earlier?

In addition, it seems that there are several love rivals in the class alone, and their gender is not limited to girls.

...

Zhou Yunuo had been praying for two years to be able to sit at the same table with Luo Yi, and finally her wish came true when the sixth grade started more than a month ago.

Unexpectedly, before she could even get comfortable in her seat, her seat was taken away by a transfer student.

This transfer student looks younger, and even many girls in the second and third grades are more mature than her, but she transferred in anyway.

Moreover, he is good at Chinese, mathematics and English.

"She and Luo Yi have different surnames. Is she a cousin? At least she should be a close relative, right?" During lunch time in the student cafeteria, the girl was worried and had no appetite.

"Are you still thinking about your secret crush?" A short-haired girl full of energy appeared behind her, "If you really care that much, just go and ask clearly."

He clearly couldn't help passing the note in the morning. A class committee member "knowingly broke the law", which is an even more serious crime.

"To put it simply, Xiaoyan seems to have been studying in a special school before, so it makes sense that she needs Luoyi's care." Zhou Yunuo was eating like chewing wax, "Lulu, do you think they are just siblings?"

"I... can't say for sure. I don't have a brother, so I don't know how siblings get along." He Xiaolu didn't dare to tell the truth.

“I don’t think they are pure at all.”

Unlike what Luo Yi remembered, the elementary school girls of this era matured no later than the ninja school girls in the Naruto world. With the age of nearly 18 years old and the Internet information that is hard to guard against, there are a lot of "knowledge sisters" out there.

Many platforms’ mass-market romantic short dramas have an audience that probably includes many primary and secondary school girls.

"I don't have a brother, either. I don't have any cousins." Zhou Yunuo tried to think about it, "But if I did, I, ah... it would be hard to accept it?"

At this age, even his biological father has a lot of things to avoid, not to mention his cousin of the same age.

But the act of holding hands... is difficult to define.

"Xiaoyan, what would you like to eat for lunch? The rice in the cafeteria is softer than the rice in your hometown. I hope you don't hate it." Luo Yi's voice came from the direction of a food window.

Isn’t Xiang Yan’s hometown in a nearby province or city?

"No, no, I can eat anything." The little girl took the plate and bowed slightly to the aunt who served the food, "Thank you."

A very polite child. Considering that there is a family tree at home, he must be a descendant of a large family. His actions just now also show his extraordinary manners.

Zhou Yunuo was distracted and thinking until his eyes met with the other person's.

Sure enough, no matter how many times I see her, I always feel that her pair of white eyes with a slight purple glow do not look like a "genetic disease".

There is a sense of awe that can penetrate the body and directly penetrate the soul.

Luo Yi, who was sitting next to her, noticed the two looking at each other and gave them a curious look.

Zhou Yunuo avoided it.

What Lao Liang said in the music class was right. Luo Yi was not the same person as he was two days ago and last Friday.

In the past, he was low-key, simple and profound, not showing off. He was a raw mine waiting to be discovered by someone with a heart, and he would not take the initiative to go on stage to perform.

The result is now, as if a depth charge has exploded, generously displaying one's good side in front of everyone.

"Nunuo, with his appearance on the stage just now, you have at least three women and one man as competitors. The boys pass first. Among the girls, Xinyi, Lu Meng and Yue'er are all strong rivals." As a "military advisor", knowing yourself and the enemy is a must for He Xiaotong.

"They were just amazed by a song and had a superficial liking for it, which was neither strong nor lasting." Zhou Yunuo didn't take it too seriously.

The only uncertainty is the smoke.

"Luo Yi, this is delicious, you try it." Hua Huo picked up a piece of water bamboo and put it to Luo Yi's mouth with an attitude of contempt for school rules and regulations.

"Uh...Okay, I'll try." Luo Yi, who cherishes his life, chose to take it with chopsticks and hesitated for three seconds before putting it in his mouth.

The nun's warning is still ringing in my ears. This should barely be within the scope of sibling interaction, right?

There are several people who are thinking about this question at this time.

"I've never heard him mention this sister from another place, but he behaved so close to her that he could feed her in the school cafeteria. I'm a little confused." Zhou Yunuo was also chewing the fried water bamboo shoots, but couldn't taste anything.

But considering that the teachers on duty turned a blind eye, the innocence of the two seems to be set in stone... right?

Luo Yi, who was eating, felt a little indigestion because of the stares he received.

What's wrong with these people? Aren't they hungry? Are they bored? There's nothing interesting to see between me and Huahuo, right?

Although in terms of appearance alone, they are both very good-looking.

But can good looks fill your stomach? Just focus on eating, taking a nap when you should eat, and doing activities when you should do activities.

Just as he was hesitating whether he should discuss with Hanabi in advance, finish his meal quickly and run away, he heard some unusual noises at the cafeteria entrance.

"Look, it's the school beauty from the third grade!"

Are you really hungry? Do you want to select a school beauty in elementary school?

Luo Yi was about to complain, but he was speechless because the so-called "school beauty" had entered his sight.

She is actually the lawyer’s “sister”!