Chapter 97 Every sentence is unexpected
"Lanlan, hurry up and sing." Yao Chunjing urged Anlan. She also liked this poem very much, so she couldn't imagine what it would be like if this poem turned into a song.
“Lanlan, just sing it now. Don’t wait any longer.” Chen Cuijuan was also very excited. This was also her favorite poem. It would definitely sound good if it could be sung.
"Yes, yes." The others echoed.
An Lan looked at the starry eyes of the crowd and knew how much they loved this poem.
She did not refuse and began to sing, her voice soft and melodious. When it came to the climax, although An Lan's voice was not as deep and mellow as the men's, it was still passionate and high-spirited, as if the heroes of the past that had been preserved by history had come to life and appeared before their eyes one by one.
As An Lan's last sentence fell, everyone couldn't come back to their senses for a long time...
Just reading this poem makes my blood boil. Now that it has been sung as a song, it makes my heart surge even more, and I have a feeling that I want more.
“When I hear this poem sung in a song, it always makes my blood boil!” Lin Zhe’s face turned red with excitement.
"Me too. Why do I want to fight the Japanese now?" Yao Chunjing's face was also red, and he waved his fists.
"Me too. If I can go back to the city, I will definitely join the army." Chen Cuijuan's eyes sparkled.
When An Lan looked at them, he knew that this was the awakening of the DNA engraved in their bones.
Next, An Lan taught him over and over again, and finally by the first time, he basically knew it.
What surprised An Lan was that Lin Zhe was actually tone-deaf.
How to say it?
Every sentence is unexpected...
"Oh, Lin Zhe, you are so stupid. You sang this sentence too high. It should be like this." Then Yao Chunjing taught it again.
Lin Zhe sang along with another line, and was again pointed out by Yao Chunjing: "What's wrong with you? You sang too low here."
Lin Zhe nodded and sang seriously, but every word he sang was out of tune. Finally, Yao Chunjing couldn't help it and said directly, "Forget it, forget it. Then, you stand in the back row and be a tree."
Lin Zhe didn't quite understand, he felt that he sang very well!
In order not to be a tree, Lin Zhe sang all the time, which made the male educated youths in the same dormitory suffer...
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An Lan returned to the female dormitory and opened the bag given by Huo Linyuan. When she opened it, she saw a light blue raji on it, which looked very elegant.
She likes it very much.
The underwear on the 놀拉吉떘 surface is a black underwear, which is very normal. There is no lace at all as the system said.
The system played tricks on her again.
After An Lan put the clothes into the system warehouse, he opened the panel, turned on the mute button, and Xiao Ba's pitiful voice came.
"Host, I know I'm wrong. Don't mute yourself this time. You will suffocate to death. No, you will suffocate everyone to death."
"Okay, then you remember this and stop talking nonsense." An Lan nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, host!"
"Host, what are you looking for?" The system watched An Lan flipping through the pages of the mall.
"I'm looking for wool. I want to knit a piece of clothing." Seeing that the weather was getting colder, but Huo Linyuan was still wearing short sleeves, An Lan wanted to knit a sweater for him.
"Host, I'll find it for you." The system was very proactive and immediately displayed the page of the ball of yarn in front of An Lan.
An Lan picked out a few dark colors and a few bright colors.
Then I picked and chose and bought some daily necessities and food.
Finally, we paid together.
"Host, thank you for coming. I will arrange for the postman to deliver the goods to your door right away. Remember to give it a 5-star rating." The system voice is very flattering.
Now I’m afraid that An Lan will go silent if he doesn’t agree with me.
"good."
As soon as An Lan finished speaking, there was a commotion at the door.
An Lan knew that it must be the system package that had arrived.
An Lan walked over and saw a group of people surrounding the postman from last time.
"Hey boy, you're delivering another package to An Zhiqing!"
"Yes!" The postman nodded, stopped talking, and walked towards the yard of the educated youth institute.
"What kind of family does this educated youth An come from? Why do her parents send packages from time to time?"
"And the package is so big, there must be a lot of good things in it."
"I don't know if there's anything good in it, but I'm sure there's bacon in it. I smelled it just now when I was next to the postman."
When the villagers heard that there would be bacon, they all swallowed their saliva and looked envious.
The postman handed the package to An Lan and took out a letter: "I saw your letter, so I took it along."
"Thank you." An Lan took it with both hands, very grateful.
"You're welcome. I'll leave first then." After saying that, he rode away on his bike.
An Lan carried the package into the dormitory. The dormitory was empty now, and everyone went to the living room to learn singing.
She unpacked the package first, put the heavy items into the system warehouse, and put some daily necessities into the suitcase.
After everything was settled, An Lan opened the envelope, and the first thing he saw was his father's vigorous handwriting.
Dear Daughter,
Lanlan, we have received all the things you sent. Please keep the money we gave you and don’t buy us anything else. It will be enough for us.
We took the medicine you sent us and it was very effective. We have recovered from our illness.
As for your partner... there were several lines crossed out in the middle, but An Lan vaguely guessed from the crossed-out words that it was her parents' concern for her. Even so, they still respected her choice, because her father's last words were: Bring him over to us during the New Year.
Seeing this, An Lan's eyes turned red and his throat choked a little.
When she visits relatives during the Chinese New Year, she will definitely take Huo Linyuan to visit her parents to reassure them.
Huo Linyuan is so nice, she believes her parents will definitely like him!
An Lan wanted to stuff the envelope shut, but then she found another envelope inside it, so she pulled it out and took a look.
It's a simple drawing of a ghost.
An Lan was confused and thought it was her parents' draft that was accidentally stuffed in. Because her parents were both professors of physics and often discussed formulas or drawings, she didn't pay much attention to it and threw it directly into the trash can.
Yang Fan must have been pissed off when he saw this; he had worked so hard to write and draw on several pages of paper, but An Lan threw them into the trash can.
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In the dark corner
Li Cui was curled up on the ground, her hair disheveled, her face extremely pale, tears still hanging from her eyelashes, her lips were bitten so tightly that a trace of blood was seeping out, and her whole body exuded a sad aura.
"You bitch, are you dead? If you're not, get up and cook for me." Liang Bin kicked Li Cui who was lying motionless on the ground.
Li Cui did not say anything. She stood up expressionlessly like a puppet, walked into the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, and started cooking numbly.
Suddenly, something wrapped in paper was thrown in from the window, and a hint of expression appeared on Li Cui's lifeless face.
ps: I have finished coding. I have a cold and a headache.
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