I'll knock you uncle.

The corner of Jiang Hao's eyebrows twitched wildly.

This dead flat chest.

After that, she stepped down.

"Huh? How did you choose Jiang Haoyi?

"Then it is necessary to say, of course, because the kind snow does not want to offend others, and it will not be good to offend Jiang Haoyi."

"But, isn't classmate Jiang also our classmate...

..?" Various discussions sounded, and Jiang Haoyi sighed helplessly.

This woman, I don't know if it's revenge or some other reason.

What the hell is going on?

Wait, he suddenly remembered....

Before, Hiratsuka Shizumi seemed to ask her to change her withdrawn nature.

My grass, why did you come here like this?

Jiang Haoyi's inner activity was violent, and he couldn't wait to press the flat-chested woman to the ground and beat her.

"Classmate Jiang, come up."

Hayama Hayato smiled.

Jiang Haoyi shrugged his shoulders and walked to the stage.

"Hahaha! Can he sing??

"It looks like another one to be funny."

"Maybe people are practicing hard behind their backs?"

"No, don't taunt your classmates so loudly..."

Do you like him???

"No, no..." Unlike

the people who came on stage in the past, this time, the students in the audience obviously reacted more intensely.

Most are ready to watch a good show.

After all, there is a comparison under the snow in front, and in their opinion, Jiang Haoyi will definitely lose.

Taking the microphone, both Hayabusa Hayama and Miura withdrew from the audience.

Obviously, no one wants to accompany him.

In the ears, it was full of mockery.

The only ones who did not gloat were estimated to be only a quarter of the class, and most of them were girls.

"Koichi-kun!! Come on!! I believe you! Alack!

At this moment, Mumu Za overwhelmed everyone, his voice muffled the mockery, showing his shiny teeth, and giving a thumbs up.

Jiang Hao smiled in his heart, and a warmth flowed through his heart.

Originally, he wanted to sing casually and cater to the ridicule of the class, but he didn't care anyway.

But now, this forced, he pretended.

"What I'm going to sing is a Chinese song adapted from a song by Yu-sensei Takahashi."

"The wind is blowing."

Jiang Haoyi introduced and put down the microphone.

Immediately, he closed his eyes, and in the air, a brilliant colorful talisman was automatically suspended.

"Chinese song?? What's going on?

"Don't you know? Koichi is an international student from Huaxia. "

Huh? I don't know, the Japanese language is so standard....."

After staying in Sakura Country for a long time, I guess Chinese forgot, right?" And what about it?

"Want to fool us by singing a Chinese song that we don't understand?"

"Snap!"

With a crisp sound, Jiang Hao clasped his hands together.

"Hahaha, is this a prayer to heaven?"

"Frightened, huh? All closed their eyes.

"Is it really funny?" If I were him, I would find a place to get in.

Ignoring the gossip, Jiang Hao communicated in his heart.

"Wind Spirit!"

"Phantom Elves!"

"Spirit of Light!"

"Sound Spirit!"

"Listen to my call, help me, please!!"

As the voice fell, the talisman in Jiang Hao's hand carried four colors of energy and dispersed into the void.

In the void space, a road bursting with colorful light lit up.

Four elves of various colors and wands flapped their shining wings and flew out.

They all had sweet smiles on their faces, and their figures exuded a faint starlight.

"I see!"

They spoke in unison and smiled at Jiang Haoyi in unison: "We will help you!" "

Thank you!"

"Snap!"

Jiang Hao thanked and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, a light melody burst out and poured into all ears, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

Everyone was slightly stunned and looked at each other.

"What's going on, am I hallucinating? Why can I hear the accompaniment?

"Me too!"

Only a few people such as Kawasaki, Yukinoshita, and Yubihama probably know what the reason is.

"Che, what's the use of engaging in this method?"

Miura Yuko dismissed and gritted her teeth.

At this time, a gust of wind blew up, bringing up green leaves and falling on everyone's faces.

Looking at the almost physical green leaves, everyone was dumbfounded.

The environment around Jiang Haoyi changed into a sunlit forest, stepping on the grass.

It's like a clear, unusual, and very realistic 3D projection.

As the brisk prelude ended in front of him, Jiang Haoyi took the microphone and began to sing.

"This road stops, following the traces of the teenager's drifting."

As soon as he spoke, everyone was attracted to it.

Jiang Haoyi's voice is low and slightly husky, full of magnetism, and his tone is special.

Moreover, the character is round, and the gong will be powerful, which is standard Chinese.

Even if he is in a foreign country, he will not forget that he is a Chinese person.

In an instant, those who mocked Jiang Haoyi before were dumbfounded.

"And the sky of Nagano is still so warm for so long

~" "Once upon a time I first knew this world, I lingered in all ways~"

If the song under the snow just now is a very sad youth, then Jiang Haoyi's song is used to heal the wounds of their hearts.

Moreover, it seems to bring them into a real world.

No bonfire, no night.

Yes, it's just warm sunshine and cycling comfortably on the riverbank.

Lying on the grass, blowing a refreshing breeze.

Some boys shake their heads and want to get out of this world, but they can't.

At the moment, they wanted to make mockery and spoil the atmosphere.

But when the girls beside them saw their actions, they were all cold and murderous.

At this moment, they no longer dare to speak.

In the entire mountain, only Jiang Haoyi's voice remained.

"Caught off guard, break into your smile

~" "I was once difficult to extricate myself from the big world, and I was also addicted to dream talk

~" "No truth, no struggle, no fear of jokes~"

......

In Jiang Haoyi's gaze, countless ghosts were greeted around, and they all stood and listened dumbly.

It was as if even they had been cured.

Among them, there is a red weird one with a very fierce temper.

frowned, saw that the weird one just hid under the long hair to listen to the song, did not hurt people, plus now that he sang half of it, he didn't care.

As the song progresses, the scene in front of everyone's eyes constantly changes.

Rice fields, classrooms, and evening afternoons seem to be in a dreamland.

They forget their movements, forget everything, just listen quietly, and then shake their figures.

It seems to be part of this heaven and earth.

Even under the snow, it was very moving, and that cold heart also dissolved a little.

"I turned my youth into her

~" "I also popped my fingertips out of summer

~" "The heart moves, and just go with the fate~"

When singing this, the audience obviously felt that the cheerful atmosphere of the song changed, becoming melancholy, as if youth was gone.

In the scene, dusk gradually falls and cherry blossoms gradually wither.

"The evening breeze chases the white hair between your sideburns

~" "Smoothing the scars left by memories

~" "In your eyes, light and dark are mixed, and a smile is blooming~"

......

The scene changed, and back in a room, an old man sat in front of the windowsill under dusk, looking down at the class photo in his hand.

It turns out that everything is just reminiscing about the past.

The memories are beautiful, the reality is so cruel.

The audience, including the ghosts, burst into tears, tearing from the heart, rather than being driven by the atmosphere, as if their lives had come to an end.

"Where the heart moves, let it go with the wind~

" "In the name of love, are you still willing?"

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