Chapter 1139

"Once, I felt hopeless for all boys, thinking that they were either childish and boring, or they didn't want to make progress, or they lived a two-sided life with a mask until I met you..."

Soon, a gentle and pleasant voice, like a fairy whispering in her ear, sounded in the whole auditorium.

Yin Xiaomin's voice.

Familiar people immediately recognized it. At the same time, countless people's eyes converged on Wu Lai at the same time.

Everyone knows that this short paragraph is for Wu Lai.

Wu Lai always wore a faint smile on his face and put his eyes on the stage.

Yin Xiaomin in a small dress took the microphone and walked step by step to the center of the stage, facing Wu Lai, showing a sweet smile.

On and off the stage, they looked at each other so deeply.

"On that day, you were mature, steady and gave people an unparalleled sense of security. At that moment, I don't know why, I subconsciously fell in love with you. Today, this song is sung for you." Yin Xiaomin held the microphone, and her eyes never left Wu Lai's direction. Naturally, she couldn't see those people off the stage on the stage, but only Wu Lai, she could feel the position very accurately.

Even in the dark, Wu Lai seemed so dazzling and obvious.

The song sounded, and the soothing music sounded.

"I still remember the fireworks of the concert and the cool late autumn..."

Yin Xiaomin's song is very sweet. As soon as it starts, all the boys have given up being hostile to Wu Lai, and instead concentrate on listening to Yin Xiaomin's song over there.

Wu Lai also subconsciously adjusted his sitting posture to make himself more comfortable.

"Brother Wu Lai, just, I want to ask..." a little boy sitting next to Wu Lai approached Wu Lai in a low voice with a few bills in his hand. His eyes were eager in the dark.

"Take the money back. What's the matter? Ask me after Xiaomin sings." Wu Lai stared at the stage and waved his hand to let the boy do it well.

The boy quickly took back the money, sat in his seat and quietly listened to Yin Xiaomin sing.

At least a thousand.

Wu Lai just glanced at the pile of money in the boy's hand, estimated the number, and could casually take out a thousand. This guy's family situation seemed good.

After sitting down for a few seconds, the boy seemed to be unable to sit still again. He noticed that Wu Lai beside him was still immersed in the song, and he didn't dare to disturb it, so that he had been very tangled, and he didn't listen to the sweet song at all.

Wu Lai rolled his eyes, listening to Yin Xiaomin's song, and asked, "what's the matter? If you have anything to ask, say it."

Hearing Wu Lai's deterioration, the boy immediately raised his head and said in surprise, "brother Wu Lai, can you teach me how to be liked by the goddess!"

This sentence was a little excited, and the voice subconsciously increased a little, so that several students who were very close couldn't help laughing and pointing at the boy.

Wu Lai turned his head and looked at the boy.

To tell the truth, everything is very ordinary, including appearance, height and figure. As for clothes, Wu Lai is hard to say because of his school uniform. Of course, these are nothing for a boy. What he lacks is the most important thing.