ryethenovel Chapter 73 Jiang Bai: I'll do it!
Chapter 73 Jiang Bai: I'll do it!
Gu Dapeng strode into the circle with an air of arrogance, took the microphone, and spoke with boundless pride:
"Um, I can't dance."
"I'll sing you a song from my hometown—'Cuihua from the Next Village'!"
He had barely finished speaking when he started yelling at the top of his lungs:
"Cuihua~ My Cuihua~"
"You're Cuihua from the next village~"
That shout was like a thunderclap out of nowhere.
tone?
nonexistent.
Rhythm?
Let it go.
But the singing was filled with a very strong Northeastern accent, as well as a strange sense of confidence and humor.
With Gu Dapeng's exaggerated gestures, he looked just like a black bear frolicking on the grassland.
"Hahahahaha!"
The whole place burst into laughter.
Although it sounds awful, it's really stress-relieving.
After finishing the song, Gu Dapeng was covered in sweat and looked at the instructor with anticipation.
The instructor, suppressing a laugh, held up a watermelon:
"Did you sing well?"
Jiang Bai, Su Ze, and the entire class roared at the top of their lungs:
"good!!!"
however.
The dozen or so "enemy" formations that had already formed an alliance around them instantly erupted in a tsunami of boos:
"Whoa—!!!"
"not good!"
"It sounds awful!"
"We want to hear beautiful women sing! Not roaring bears!"
The sound was so loud that it completely drowned out the pitiful cheers from Class 6.
Gu Dapeng didn't pay attention; his eyes were fixed on the watermelon that had already been cut up next to him.
The chubby instructor understood his thoughts, shrugged, and handed him a small piece of watermelon.
"Alright, even though you didn't win for the class, your courage deserves encouragement."
"Here, take this. Now you can go."
Gu Dapeng excitedly returned to the group, holding the small piece of watermelon in his arms.
The moment his butt touched the ground.
He was pinned down by Su Ze and Lin Le like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.
"Holy crap! Give me just one bite, and it'll be a billion bites!"
"Dapeng! I'm your half-brother! I'll even let you lick my skin!"
"Stop grabbing! It'll fall to the ground if you try!"
The three of them rolled around on the grass, completely disregarding their image, all for that tiny slice of watermelon.
Jiang Bai sat beside him, watching this scene, his Adam's apple bobbing.
It's not that I'm craving that melon.
He's just after the popularity ratings from the crowds on the playground!
He felt... how could he let go of such a good opportunity to show off... oh no, such a good opportunity to gain popularity?
Moreover, seeing the disappointed looks in the eyes of the whole class.
"No!"
"This watermelon must be eaten by the whole class!"
"You want everyone to agree, right? No problem!"
Jiang Bai glanced at the system panel.
After the midday buzz surrounding the red bean cup contest, the popularity score is stuck at 70,000.
To break through 100,000, to buy a breakthrough card, and to maintain your status as number 1 in this perilous world, you must protect yourself.
He still has a long way to go!
Jiang Bai touched his phone in his pocket; the book he had drawn at noon, "My Future Is Not a Dream," was radiating intense heat.
This kind of inspirational song, placed in this kind of occasion, is absolutely nuclear weapon level!
Then look at these thousands of freshmen on the playground.
This isn't a person! This is clearly a lush, green field of "popularity leeks" waiting to be harvested!
"I'm going all out! Popularity... Watermelon, here I come!"
In the center of the field, the chubby instructor, holding up the last two large watermelons, shouted:
"You! Who else?!"
"If no one else comes up, we'll just have to divide it among ourselves!"
Before he could finish speaking...
Swish!
One hand is raised high, like a sharp sword piercing the sky.
"Report! I'm coming!"
Jiang Bai's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded exceptionally clear on the slightly noisy playground.
The chubby instructor looked in the direction of the voice, his gaze passing through the crowd and settling on the boy who had raised his hand.
stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
"Oh?"
"Isn't this Jiang Bai?"
Although Jiang Bai took a few days off, he was still well-known among the instructors.
That "macho freshman" who stood at attention with the best posture, had abnormally good physical fitness, and could even arm wrestle with the head instructor, Lao Hei, for a long time!
The head instructor has been praising this kid to them a lot these past few days, saying he's a natural-born soldier.
"Good lad! You've finally shown yourself!"
The chubby instructor was overjoyed and pointed directly at Jiang Bai:
"Come on! That model student! Jiang Bai, right?!"
"Come up here!"
"Let me see if, besides your strength, your talents are as impressive as your military posture!"
The roll call was broadcast throughout the entire venue via the loudspeaker.
Su Ze and Lin Le, who were fiercely fighting over the piece of watermelon rind in Gu Dapeng's hand, suddenly froze.
The two remained in a fighting stance, their necks mechanically turning as they looked at Jiang Bai, who had already stood up beside them.
Completely bewildered.
With half a watermelon rind still dangling from his mouth, watermelon juice dripping from the corner of his lips, Su Ze asked indistinctly:
"What?"
"The third son?"
"Are you going up?"
Lin Le was also stunned. He pushed up his glasses, his face full of disbelief.
"Wait a minute, Jiang Bai..."
"Didn't you just tell us that your voice was hoarse from shouting during military training?"
"What are you going up there for? To perform...military boxing?"
Faced with his roommate's questions, Jiang Bai simply smiled calmly.
He straightened his slightly wrinkled camouflage uniform and patted the grass clippings off his clothes.
then.
Looking back at his three roommates, their mouths smeared with watermelon juice, he gave them a knowing smile.
"Performing military boxing?"
"That's something only a brute would do."
"tonight."
"Dad will help you win a watermelon!"
Done.
Amidst the astonished gazes of the entire class and the watchful eyes of thousands of new students.
Jiang Bai strode confidently into the center of the field with steady steps and his head held high.
The chubby instructor looked at the promising young soldier in front of him with eyes full of expectation:
"Well done, kid!"
"Tell me, what are you going to perform?"
"Military boxing? Or push-ups?"
In the instructors' minds, this kind of physical monster must also have solid, hard-earned talents.
however.
Jiang Bai shook his head, took the microphone, and turned to face the thousands of new students gathered around him.
His gaze swept over those faces, which, though young, were filled with exhaustion.
"Instructor, I don't box."
Jiang Bai's voice was deep and powerful:
I want to sing a song.
"A song... dedicated to all of us, the Class of 26 freshmen."
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