Later, I couldn't resist the crowd and they insisted that I sing a song. I had no choice but to sing Andy Lau's "World's No. 1", because I felt that this song could express my mood.
"A glass of wine costs two dimes, and he comes to join us from time to time. If it comes to winning affection, I am the best in the world."
"It's fate, it's destiny, a hero cuts open his stomach to come and see, there's no surprise, there's a loyal brother with true love..." I was drunk and sang the song very wantonly, over and over again, becoming a veritable microphone bully. In the end, everyone sang the song with me, and more than 30 people shouted in unison, which was even more powerful: "If it comes to fighting for feelings, I'm the best in the world.
It’s fate, it’s destiny, a brave man cuts open his stomach to come and see…” When I first heard this song, I used to feel envious and wondered when I could reach the level in the song and have a group of good brothers who are willing to cut open their stomachs for me?
I remember very clearly that during those three years in junior high school, because I didn't interact with anyone, I spent my time studying and reading, and occasionally listening to songs for entertainment. When I hummed this song unintentionally, some classmates would mock me and say, "Do you think you are qualified to sing this song? Don't taint Andy Lau's lyrics!"
After that, I didn't even dare to hum the melody of this song, because I knew I was really unworthy... But now, I sing this song boldly and indulgently, and no one should say that I am not qualified to sing this song. When I woke up the next day, I was in the dormitory of Chenggao. After drinking too much, I had a splitting headache, and the melody of "The World's Number One" was still in my head, and the rumbling music seemed to still echo in my ears.
The dormitory was empty. I got out of bed and looked out the window. The campus of Chenggao was silent, and the sound of reading could be heard faintly from the teaching building. I remembered that today was the first day of school. I looked at the time and found that I was already more than an hour late. I quickly got dressed and left the dormitory. In the corridor, the cleaning lady was cleaning, and I stepped on a few footprints on the floor that had just been mopped.
The auntie immediately became anxious: "Why are you going to class now?"
There are no lazy students like you in Chenggao!
I am indeed not a student of Chenggao High School, but I still walked over without saying a word.
When we passed by the aunt, she looked at me carefully and suddenly asked suspiciously: "Hey, are you the student named Wang Hao?"
I was shocked. I didn't expect that I had become so famous that even the cleaners who clean the dormitory building knew me.
But I still pretended nothing had happened and walked over. I heard the faint voice of an old lady behind me: "It's not strange if it's Wang Hao..." I wondered, why is it not strange if it's me? This is discrimination. After leaving the campus of Chenggao, my head was still rumbling, filled with the music of "The World's Best".
Opposite Chengnan High School is Beiyuan No.7 High School, and about 200 meters further in is Chengnan Vocational and Technical College. The gate of the vocational college is very impressive, after all, it also has a junior college, which is equivalent to a university, so it is naturally more luxurious than a high school, and the building area inside is also ridiculously large, equivalent to Chengnan High School and Beiyuan No.7 High School combined.
Moreover, the technical secondary school and the junior college belong to two different campuses, and the teaching buildings, office buildings, libraries and other buildings are also separate. In general, the technical secondary school and the junior college do not interfere with each other. One reason is that there is an age gap, and no one is willing to interact with each other; another reason is that the students of the technical secondary school are basically from Beiyuan or the surrounding counties and towns.
The situation is different for junior college students. They come from all over the country, including Henan, Northeast China, Xinjiang, etc. This creates cultural differences and makes everyone have even less common language. After all, it is boring to stay at home when you are in junior college. Students will go out if they can. Even if they don’t learn much knowledge, it is necessary to gain some knowledge.
But this has nothing to do with me. My main goal in coming to the vocational college this time is to go to a technical secondary school. Colleges and universities are not considered. They play their games, and we play our games. This is also an unwritten rule. There are many unwritten rules in this world, which can never be presented in black and white, but everyone must abide by them seriously, otherwise they will pay the price.
The person who plays the piano said: Two girls appeared in Chenggao, and two girls appeared in Beiqi... Many friends say that they dislike harems. In fact, I also dislike harems, but as I write, these girls always have some feelings with the male protagonist. How should I put it? I personally think that if there are no girls in a novel, the interest will be reduced a lot (this is just my personal opinion, not for others).
Now that the vocational college chapter is about to begin, it is inevitable that girls will appear. Do you have any suggestions?
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