"wow!"

"Handsome!"

The singing is over.

The girl who was screaming at the scene was immediately disappointed when she heard it was a square dance, but suddenly received a surprise and was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"Just say it, just say it!"

The people present immediately applauded.

"Oops! Our classmate Wu Hongyun even managed to sell it off. It's not bad. Our grade is really full of talents. We are worthy of being a contestant who has participated in the Nanjiang City Auditions of Manufacturing 202. I heard that registration for this year will start soon. Come on, classmate Wu Hongyun.

Oh, you’ve made your debut, don’t forget you’re from our school!”

Zhang Jing, assistant counselor, was wearing a tight-fitting white shirt and praised her on the podium as being as fierce as a tiger.

"Pooh!"

But soon.

Lao Wu, who was sitting in the last row, suddenly became a little unhappy when he heard Zhang Jing praising another boy.

"Why praise other men?"

"Huh? Lao Wu, what are you going to say?"

aside.

After watching the performance, Zhuzi lowered his head and started turning the pages of the novel again.

He had just finished following the update, but soon the author added another chapter, which made him feel sweet.

This author is awesome.

"Zhuzi, what do you think of our assistant counselor?"

Lao Wu did not answer directly.

"It's okay."

"It's okay? I changed it from okay to good."

Old Wu glanced at the bamboo from the corner of his eye.

"Huh? Do you want to date someone?"

"Can you see this?"

"That's right, Lao Wu, I just saw you staring at the guidance counselor's assistant and you were so scared. It started last semester."

"Fuck, aren't you reading a novel?"

"Then we can't just look at Angkor Huaichun and ignore it."

"Ouch! You kid, you really didn't see it."

What is the daily Buddhist life of a top scholar?

Lao Wu, who was wearing brand-name clothes, sat in the last row of the classroom and touched Zhuzi's hair.

This guy is also quite strange.

Not hairy all over.

No beard either.

Endocrine disorder, right?

But the current situation is that the pressure is on Ao Ye's side.

The one in the front performed a sultry dance, which directly set off the excitement at the scene.

The second one, which originally caused everyone to complain, but suddenly came with a rap, was a surprise, and it also confirmed the rumors that her singing is really good.

At this time, if Ao Ye had to follow the rules and sing a love song or other songs, the highlights would not be enough.

It's really a bit of a challenge.

"Okay, let's welcome the last classmate and make the grand finale. Let's see what surprises and talents are displayed today."

With the surprise performances of the first two.

The assistant counselor’s face was already happy and satisfied.

She thought to herself that now it doesn't matter even if the last classmate doesn't sing well.

After all, the place is already heating up.

Her mission was also completed.

"No, no, no, this handsome guy can just stand there, take off his mask and admire his appearance, then I'll be satisfied."

I don’t know who took the risk.

Ao Ye just walked to the center of the podium.

A girl's voice jumped out.

…

Speechless.

Are you treating Ao Ye as a vase?

At this time, Ao Ye had already put on another brand new white mask from Lao Wu's backpack.

For him, he accidentally exposed his extremely handsome face just now. Although this scene of a girl being obsessed with a girl is unexpected, it is still reasonable.

When writing this book, Ao Ye went to a disco scene to collect information. There was a huge crowd of handsome guys and beautiful girls, the lights exploded, and their bodies were dancing, and Ao Ye was squeezed in the middle.

Both front and back are girls in white, long-legged miniskirts.

Ao Ye was still a little nervous at that time, but they relaxed quickly and started dancing closely.

Ao Ye was a little embarrassed.

Then there was a pretty girl with makeup on her face, shaking her weapon, looking at Ao Ye's handsome face and saying, "Brother, let's come together."

!!!

Too awesome!

The kind of place that instantly arouses hormones.

But ever since I came out late at night, there were men and women everywhere speaking in H accents and talking crazy and drunkenly, completely disregarding their own image.

Ao Ye still shook his head.

There should be as many girls there who have money as there are girls who want to make money.

Rich girls seek excitement.

Girls who want to make money, fish for money with green tea.

"Let's sing a cappella."

It's almost time.

Ao Ye took a step forward, took the microphone and said.

He flipped through a 30-second speed rap he saw on a TV show.

It's quite fast.

Most people are dumbfounded after hearing this and can only give a thumbs up.

Then he didn't wait for the people present to react.

Ao Ye sang:

"What are you going to fry? My rhythm is terrible, my tongue is hot, and my saliva is hot!"

"That one has that flavor. I must admit that my rap skills can conquer the strongest hip-hop!"

"makin and breaking it down!that can be found!better than me.i'm hearing them s ing.return of king, does it sound so good?"

“thre its makin a beat, and not nobody be touchin me, the distance between me and me is ten, ten thousand, eight, thousand, miles.”

Finish.

Ao Ye took off the phone.

…

The scene was completely stunned.

"He..."

"So fast???"

"English...English rap?"

Most people didn't react at first.
To be continued...