"You are like that fire~"

"The blazing fire illuminates me~"

Just when Kong Junxiang sang the climax again, Ding Xiang's figure had already arrived off the stage.

But because Kong Junxiang was at the peak of his singing, he lost sight of Ding Xiang again. He didn't even notice that Ding Xiang had arrived at the bottom of the stage, walked up the side steps, and came behind him with flowers in hand.

at the same time.

Just when Ding Xiang was about to reach out and pat Kong Junxiang on the shoulder, Kong Junxiang happened to sing——

"Although I was happy, I didn't tell you~"

"I also know that you really like me!"

Just after singing, the music entered the interlude stage.

Kong Junxiang breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at Ding Xiang's seat again, only to find that there was no one on the seat there.

This shocked him. After confirming that Xu Yinghuan was next to him and that he remembered correctly, Kong Junxiang felt a little disappointed for no reason.

But the students in the audience cheered at this moment, which made Kong Junxiang confused and thought it was just because he sang well.

But the next second, he was tapped on the shoulder.

Kong Junxiang subconsciously turned his head.

The moment he saw Ding Xiang, he was stunned on the spot, and his whole body was stunned.

Ding Xiang handed the flowers in his hand to him and hugged him gently.

Then, amidst the cheers and cheers of many classmates, he blushed, covered his face and escaped from the stage with a smile.

Only then did Kong Junxiang react.

The whole person was hit by the huge surprise and happiness, and his face was almost crooked with a smile.

Fortunately, Li Luo in the background was more powerful. Before the main song started, he deliberately gave the drum prompt harder, which made Kong Junxiang react and continue singing quickly.

I don’t know if it was because he was inspired, but this time Kong Junxiang sang more freely. He felt that his whole chest was opened, and his singing was not as nervous as before.

After the song ended, the audience burst into applause.

Kong Junxiang also bowed slightly to the audience with a satisfied look on his face, and then walked off the stage holding flowers.

"Teacher Kong, I'm very happy to congratulate you." Li Luo greeted Kong Junxiang with a smile.

"Thank you for giving me the drum prompts, otherwise it would be easy for me to sing off track." Kong Junxiang patted Li Luo on the shoulder. At this time, he was completely overjoyed and his spirit was completely different.

He looked completely different from the nervous look he had just backstage.

"Teacher Ding is still waiting for you." Li Luo said with a smile, "Work hard and try to let us meet Xiao Kong before graduation."

"You kid." Kong Junxiang smiled and nodded his head, then scolded with a smile, "You are getting smaller and smaller. You can say anything now."

"That doesn't show that our teacher-student relationship is close." Li Luo said shamelessly, "If you two can succeed in the future, just remember to give me a red envelope."

"You haven't even written a single horoscope yet." Kong Junxiang waved his hands repeatedly, "You guy, don't go around talking nonsense."

"Don't worry, if any news is to be spread, it won't be from me."

"That's true..." Kong Junxiang twitched the corner of his mouth, still very confident in the gossip spreading ability of the classmates in Class 8, "Then I'll go back first, and you guys will perform well later."

Li Luo made an OK gesture to Teacher Kong, and then watched him walk towards the auditorium.

On the way back to his seat, Kong Junxiang lowered his head and glanced at the flowers that he had not looked at carefully before, and suddenly noticed something strange.

This bouquet of flowers...why does it look so simple?

It's not that he dislikes it, after all, Ding Xiang gave it to him, and he's happy no matter how simple it is.

But it just felt weird... After all, Ding Xiang didn't know that he would be singing on stage today. Logically speaking, it was impossible to prepare flowers in advance.

So this bouquet of flowers was prepared temporarily?

Don't know where it came from.

Thinking like this, Kong Junxiang has returned to the seat of Class 8.

As soon as I came back, I was warmly welcomed by the classmates in Class 8.

Zhang Guohuang acted like a monkey, slapping his mouth and making strange howling sounds, and then shouted: "Teacher Kong sings well!"

Kong Junxiang laughed and patted him back to his seat, then sat next to Ding Xiang.

The two of them were whispering and chatting, with smiles on their faces.

Xu Yinghuan sat on the other side of Dingxiang, her face almost crooked with a smile while smacking herself with sugar.

At this time, Yan Zhusheng had returned to the backstage and gestured to Li Luo: "The mission was successfully completed."

Li Luo gave her a thumbs up: "Comrade Yan Zhusheng, you have done a good job."

"So what rewards does the organization have this time?" Yan Zhusheng asked seriously.

"What reward do you want?"

"Can you help me wash my hands?" Yan Zhusheng blinked, stretched out his hands, and said honestly, "I was a little anxious just now, and my hands were all muddy."

Li Luo lowered his head and took a look, only to realize that Yan Zhusheng's hands were dirty, and there was even dirt left in his fingernails.

This made Li Luo somewhat embarrassed: "Let's go, let's take you to wash up."

After saying that, Li Luo informed Niu Qingling, then left the basketball court with Yan Zhusheng and found the nearest bathroom.

In front of the sink, Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo, and Li Luo looked at Yan Zhusheng. The two of them stared at each other.

"You wash it."

"Reward." Yan Zhusheng stretched out his hand.

Li Luo: "...Why do you act like a three-year-old child?"

Pulling Yan Zhusheng's hand under the faucet of the sink, Li Luo turned on the faucet and carefully helped her clean away the dirt, even picking her fingernails carefully.

After finishing it, Li Luo touched his trouser pocket and found that he didn't bring a tissue. He simply took Yan Zhusheng's hand, rubbed it on his school uniform a few times, and wiped his hand dry.

"Okay, let's go." Li Luo said, "I still have to adjust the instruments."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng followed Li Luo's steps briskly, and the two of them quickly returned to the backstage.

Niu Qingling, Shao Youpeng, Xie Shuchen, and Qian Siliang are all ready here.

After Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng also came to join them, the six of them checked the condition of their respective instruments and microphones.

The bonfire party in Annex 1 Middle School starts at seven o'clock in the evening and lasts until half past eight.

When the time came to 8:15, the third to last program was about to end.

Ying Chanxi's figure appeared in the background, and he immediately spotted Li Luo, who was holding a guitar and chatting with Yan Zhusheng.

"Why are you here?" Li Luo raised his eyebrows and immediately noticed Ying Chanxi's figure.

"Come and help." Ying Chanxi tugged the broken hair around his ears and said casually, "I was assigned to come backstage at this time to do some backstage work."

"Monitor, didn't you choose this time yourself?" Jian Zhenyuan, the deputy monitor who followed, said in confusion.

Ying Chanxi: "...You go over there to help first."

Feeling that Ying Chanxi's tone was a bit wrong, Jian Zhenyuan quickly slipped away.

Li Luo, on the other hand, looked at Ying Chanxi with a smile but not a smile: "You are the vice president of the student union, please don't tell lies that can be exposed so easily, okay?"

"Shut up." Ying Chanxi glared at him, "I just wanted to come and see you guys, are you satisfied?"

Li Luo was completely dissatisfied and didn't know.

On the other hand, Xie Shuchen, who was next to him, was quite moved: "Squad leader, you... I'm a little embarrassed. I was quite relaxed at first, but now I'm nervous again."

"Ahem..." Ying Chanxi was a little embarrassed by what he said, but he still followed Xie Shuchen's words and said, "Anyway, come on, I'll go and get busy first."

Ying Chanxi ran to hand over work to the members of the student union.

Xu Youyu, on the other hand, patrolled outside the venue and returned to the backstage. He approached Li Luo and asked, "How are the preparations going? You will be called to the stage soon."

"It's ready." Li Luo swept the strings, then looked at Yan Zhusheng, "As long as someone doesn't step on the microphone cord again."

"Don't worry." Xu Youyu glanced at him, "This time I have specially prepared a wireless microphone for Zhusheng. She can make it whatever she likes."

"So considerate?"

"How considerate?" Xu Youyu said with a smile, "Yan Zhusheng's family paid for the microphone last time. Later, her mother simply spent more money and asked the school to provide a new wireless microphone."

"Actually, wired microphones are pretty good too." Yan Zhusheng muttered in a low voice.

"Okay, come on." Xu Youyu encouraged the members of the rock club.

Shao Youpeng on the side suddenly felt very happy, thinking that following Li Luo would really make him rich.

I had never seen Xu Youyu pay so much attention to the rock club before, but now I often see Xu Youyu coming to them to say hello or something.

Although Xu Youyu talked to Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng most of the time, it was still better than never seeing them before.

Especially after the liberal arts classes were divided into classes in the second year of high school, Shao Youpeng was in Class 1 and Xu Youyu was in Class 16, which was really hard to see.
To be continued...