Wu Huchen had a coquettish smile on his lips, glanced at those who didn't like him, and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am not good at music, and fighting is my strength. But since Fang Wenjie sang so harshly, he dared to stand up and sing, since that's the case, then I will take out the songs I wrote and performed with my own ugly songs!"

"Damn, is this guy a fool? He is still so capable of pretending at this time. Oh, he is so fearless."

"Yes, the most powerful realm of a person is ignorance and fearlessness. He has occupied both of these points, so he is invincible."

"It might be possible that he doesn't seem to be afraid at all. Maybe he really has a few brushes."

"Bah, a few brushes? Do you think the handsome guy just now sang worse than Mao Ning himself?"

Everyone talked in a verbal way, most of them despising Wu Huchen.

"Hey, I'll say whether you sing or not, don't talk nonsense." The guy with an impatient personality couldn't wait.

Wu Huchen smiled and said, "A good song is written by the little brother himself, composed by himself, and sang "Drunk Red Cliff" to everyone!"

"The fallen leaves have accumulated several layers, and I have stepped on my youth and heard... Who was crying in my previous life... I was tied up with a rope once, and I am still waiting in this life, and I can only have one time in my life, seriously..."

As soon as the slightly sad song came out, the scolding around him immediately came to an abrupt end. Everyone's hearts were shocked by the sad song, and he was brought into another artistic conception or world.

The autumn wind is bleak, how many fallen leaves are. In the autumn wind, a man stands. He looks at the world in front of him with vicissitudes, but it is a gray face...

He seemed to be waiting for something, the woman who was waiting for the previous life or the memories of the previous life? But he also knew that there was only one chance in life. If he missed it, he would miss it. He wanted to do it again, but, is it possible?

"I've confirmed my eyes. I met the right person. I waved my sword and turned around, and the blood was like red lips. The memory of the previous dynasty was passing through the world. What hurts people is not the blade, but the muddy you reincarnated..."

Heart-wrenching pain, but the lover in the previous life became the biggest pain in this life...

At this moment, everyone looked at the boy standing in the crowd with some sympathy. He looked so cynical, but why could he sing such sad and vicissitudes of life? Is this the true portrayal of his heart?

Many girls were even more moved and burst into tears...

Wu Huchen's singing stopped, but his eyes stared at the girl in the crowd. She had hurt her too much in her previous life. Life could not be repeated, but I was lucky enough to do it again. Then, I would never let everything before happen...

"Smack it..."

I don’t know who applauded first, and then everyone came to their senses, and the applause like a tide echoed over the playground!

"Thank you for your applause!" Wu Huchen no longer had his previous arrogance at this moment, but bowed to everyone with gratitude.

"Wu Huchen, you are awesome!"

"Wu Huchen..."

"Wu Huchen..."

Some little girls who like to chase stars, even those who hated Wu Huchen before, all shouted at this rhythm. Because that song is so great, which girl doesn't want to have a boyfriend so affectionately? But Wu Huchen is the boy they are thinking about! Waiting for the sake of their beloved woman...

Wu Huchen raised his lips, smiling without saying a word, just holding Tao Yuanyuan's hand tightly, "Holding your hand is eternity!"

Tao Yuanyuan looked at Wu Huchen shyly, but his black eyes were full of admiration. He didn't expect that Brother Huchen loved me so much.

My choice is not wrong!

Of course, some people are happy and some are worried.

When Fang Wenjie heard the first song of Wu Huchen, he knew that he had lost. He had learned music knowledge since he was a child, so he naturally knew what the highest level of singing was.

That is emotion. When you sing, you incorporate your feelings into the singing, then all the skills and singing are all over the clouds.

But he was really unwilling to give up. It would be fine if that guy was very good at fighting, but why did he still defeat himself in the field he was best at? He was unwilling, really unwilling to give up.

"Wu Huchen, I won't let you go so easily! Yuanyuan is mine!" Fang Wenjie lowered his head, and no one could see the expression on his face clearly.

"Well, let's be quiet!"

The happiest person at this moment was Lao Zhang, the instructor of Class 10. He looked at Wu Huchen's face and smiled even more. He patted Wu Huchen's shoulder and said, "Boy, you're a good person, you deserve to be the apprentice of the head. Haha, it's great. You won't have to stand in the military position in the future."

"No, instructor, I want to ask you something!" Wu Huchen said, glanced at Tao Yuanyuan beside him, turned to Lao Zhang and said, "Instructor, I want to give her the reward I received!" After that, he turned around and smiled at Tao Yuanyuan, full of love.

Old Zhang was stunned, then laughed and said, "Okay, okay! Boy, I did not read you wrong. You are a man, okay, right!"

After saying that, Lao Zhang stopped disturbing Wu Huchen and the others. He walked to the territory of Class 9 with a arrogant look, looked at Xiao Li who was dejected, and smiled and said, "I said Xiao Li, I'm so embarrassed. I won you again. Oh, I didn't expect that my apprentice was so awesome. Not only could he fight against Dashan's pervert, but he was also so powerful to sing..."

"Cao, Lao Zhang, you are so proud, isn't it only fifty dollars? I was convinced by the loss. Besides, it's not your best singing. How can you be proud? Even if you are proud, you are so proud, that's the boss's apprentice..."

A song that subverted everything was remembered in everyone's heart. At the same time, everyone deeply remembered the appearance of the singing boy standing in the autumn wind. Many girls had a deeper impression of a boy named "Wu Huchen".

A song of literature can shake Wenjie, and a punch of martial arts can determine Xiaohu!

Such a boy with both civil and military skills is hard to become a girl's dream lover.

"Wow, this guy is really amazing. I've started to like him a little."

Yang Qing looked at Wang Qianqian, who was a little illegitimate around him with a gloomy face, stared at Wu Huchen fiercely, and cursed: "Cao, if you want to follow him, go with him, don't stop me!"

Wang Qianqian knew that Yang Qing was jealous, and chuckled, grabbed his arm, and said, "Oh, look at your stingy look. They are just joking. No matter how good he is, they are still him. Isn't it enough that they like you?"

This woman is very good at coaxing people. After saying this, Yang Qing's face improved a lot, but her hatred towards Wu Huchen did not weaken at all: "Xiqian, you can find time to help me meet that big sister tonight? I don't want to endure it anymore..."

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