Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

This is not only something he can discover, but also the common perception of everyone present.

Frustration, like rain, enveloped Wu Naiwen in an instant.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't compare it...

I was so mad yesterday that I said "I want to beat you three times!".

It's over now, it's not a good ending......

Among the crowd off the field, Wu Naiwen might feel a little depressed.

But the rest of them were completely ignited by Lu Ze!

The crowd who were originally scattered in twos and threes also began to slowly gather together.

Following Lu Ze's light and leaping steps, they also stomped their feet in the wind and rain, or swayed their bodies slightly.

The alternation of noisy and quiet, the combination of cutting and turning.

The moment when the drumstick fell heavily.

Lu Ze's voice changed again.

"Too good!"

Even though his emotions were not very high, Wu Naiwen still sighed sincerely.

This smooth and natural switching.

He can't.

If you can't do it in one year, you can't do it in three years.

Five years, it is estimated that it is also pending...

The singing is still going on.

From "Ten Thousand Times of Sadness" to "Boy, Don't Cry".

Lu Ze in front of the microphone, while twisting his body, whistled mischievously.

In the next second, speak again.

It's like an old urchin who has experienced a little bit of ups and downs in life, but still maintains a youthful heart.

Facing the girls with stars in their eyes, he slightly raised his eyebrows.

The voice is clear, like the first lotus blooming after the rain.

First, he said "Hi" to the microphone.

Then narrate with a smile.

"Let me describe to you a soul that possesses unfailing youth."

"When night falls, it will sing softly."

"It sings a fresh story, and the people in it smile at each other."

.......

"Ahhhh!"

This kind of tactful and mature voice has already harvested wave after wave of fans on the playground.

Reserved, at this moment has long been left behind.

Even though the clothes were completely drenched by the heavy rain, a dense layer of mist began to form on the glasses.

However, the enthusiasm and restlessness in my heart could no longer be stopped.

The infection and empathy of music.

Diluted all scenes and eliminated all barriers.

The girls had only one thought in mind.

In the stands, the teacher who played and sang.

Really cool!

"Boys don't cry, orphans of a beautiful world."

"But where is my heart, my home?"

"Where is my friend?"

"Listen quietly..."

At this point, Lu Ze deliberately omitted the second half of the lyrics.

Turn sideways and squat down slightly, with your right hand forming a fan shape next to your ear.

The students immediately understood what he meant.

The next second, the answer given to him was just as exciting as their pure youth.

Those voices gathered from all directions.

Surprisingly consistent in this moment.

They were bouncing vigorously on the spot, jumping... their hands were put together in front of their mouths to form a trumpet shape.

Facing the direction of Lu Ze on the stage, he yelled three words.

"I love you!"

"I love you!!"

One sound after another, wave after wave.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Lu Ze stood on the stage and grinned happily.

He returned to the front of the conversation, at the last moment when this slightly lengthy interlude was about to end.

Going down loudly, shouted a sentence.

"I love you too! I love you!"

"Come on, let's continue!"

Shaking the rain from his hair vigorously, Lu Ze lifted the guitar upwards, and quickly played a set of notes with his fingers.

"Return?"

Off the stage, Wu Naiwen's eyes suddenly widened.

How much more is he hiding?

What else does he want to show off?

In less than 10 minutes, three original songs of ridiculously high quality were thrown out.

Still coming now.

This Teacher Lu, today I don't save any face for myself......

At this very moment, his self-confidence was completely shattered by this resolute and handsome mentor who killed Mengmeng.

If I had known that I was so upset now, I might as well sing a dry song.

At least it's more enjoyable on stage.

As Wu Naiwen thought about it, he didn't see Lu Ze on the stage looking in his direction several times among the crowd.

Then pluck the strings and sing softly.

"My favorite record store, yesterday was her last day."

"The fragments that once made me intoxicated are all scattered on the street."

"My favorite bookstore, she didn't survive this summer."

......

Brand new style.

Maybe it was because he sang three songs in a row, but Lu Ze's voice was a little hoarse and tired at this moment.

Paired with this somewhat depressing lyrics.

It made people suddenly cool down from the scorching heat just now.

His chest seemed to be lightly pressed against by a rock of moderate size.

A little short of breath, but unable to move away.

Rain, a little less.

The students finally had time to free their hands and wipe the rain off their faces.

Then, in this peculiar atmosphere, quietly listen to this song that makes people feel nowhere to rest their emotions.

"But those dreams you once had have become blurred and invisible."

"Those fighting for ideals are only for money."

"But the person I hate the most, he never died in front of me."

"Be old before you're young."

"There is no solution in this life..."

"There is no room for me..."

"There is no room for me...".

The sound changes from strong to weak.

Emotions also slowly converge from indulgence.

With the guitar in his arms, Lu Ze sang "No Room for Me" five times in a row.

The progressive emotions spread in everyone's heart like a river and a sea.

"He's good at...".

In the square, a certain girl who had been silently watching the stage said something to her companion who also couldn't see her expression clearly.

"I want to cry......"

This is her companion's response.

Can?

Is this over?

Could it be that all the passionate beginnings will end in desolation in the end?

The answer, of course, is no!

After the fifth round of "No Room For Me".

Lu Ze turned around suddenly, and made a pause gesture to the band behind him.

Wait until all the sound on the stage has disappeared.

He returned to the microphone and glanced at the silent students below.

He asked with a very firm tone.

"Are you sad?"

"Ok?"

The students didn't seem to understand what he meant, and many of them gave puzzled answers.

Lu Ze didn't explain, but raised his voice and asked again.

"You guys, are you sad?"

Quiet......

But only for a few seconds.

I don't know who took the lead.

"Sad, not sad", all kinds of answers began to come and go in the square.