In the first year, I took the counselor home Chapter 59

In the first year, I took the counselor home Chapter 59

Could it be that Sister Pei Pei is the soulmate who can see his unique talent among countless people who don’t know how to appreciate it?

It is a great honor to meet a soulmate.

A few minutes later, when the song ended, Pei Hongzhuang took the phone from the coffee table again and fiddled with it when Xu Ping'an wasn't paying attention. Then she gently put the phone back on the coffee table. Then she looked at Xu Ping'an with her beautiful eyes and praised him.

“It’s a good song.”

"Really?" Xu Pingan looked at Pei Hongzhuang with a little doubt, "Sister Pei Pei, if you like listening to my singing, then I will sing another song for you, as a free gift."

Pei Hongzhuang looked at Xu Ping'an with her beautiful eyes and fell silent...

Xu Pingan: "..."

He knew that this was a false confidant.

It seems that apart from Grandpa Ma in the village who has always had poor hearing, no one else can appreciate his emotional singing.

Grandpa Ma: Grandson! Stop singing! My ears are almost asking you to sing!

Not long after Xu Ping'an finished singing, the bathroom door was pushed open and Sister Wan'er walked out with a relaxed look on her face, as if she had just experienced a satisfying experience.

Some people’s singing can warm you through three winters, some people’s singing can keep you cold in June, but Brother Ping An’s singing... can make you feel no warmth all year round.

"You finished singing so quickly. Brother Ping'an's singing was quite nice." Zhao Wan'er returned to her little cushion and sat down. She suppressed the condemnation of her conscience and praised Xu Ping'an.

Xu Ping'an turned his head and looked at Zhao Wan'er. In order to prevent Sister Wan'er from misleading other children with such false praise, Xu Ping'an decisively decided to teach Sister Wan'er a lesson in the same way.

"Sister Wan'er, if you like it, I can sing another song for you as a free gift." Xu Ping'an said sincerely.

"No, no, singing continuously is not good for your voice. Brother Ping'an, you should take a rest first." Zhao Wan'er waved her hand and said quickly.

Another song? Do you want her to not feel warmth for two years?

"Okay, then I'll take a break first and then sing for Sister Wan'er later." Xu Ping'an nodded and said seriously.

Sister Wan'er didn't say anything else and also fell into silence...

Pei Hongzhuang, who was watching this scene, couldn't help but smile. Her beautiful eyes swept across Xu Ping'an's face.

"Sister Wan'er, have you decided what risks you want me to take?" Xu Ping'an changed the subject and asked the question that concerned him most at the moment.

It’s easy to pass Sister Pei Pei’s level, but it may not be easy to pass Sister Wan’er’s level. Our Sister Wan’er may be able to come up with a new trick for you.

I hope Sister Wan'er can show mercy to him because I just listened to a touching song for free.

"I've thought about it." When Zhao Wan'er mentioned this, she instantly became interested. She looked at Xu Ping'an with her big eyes full of ill intent, which made Xu Ping'an's back feel cold again.

"Go and say 'ugly' to your teacher Pei, and mean it." Zhao Wan'er said with a smile, glancing at Pei Hongzhuang's face beside her, her eyes full of anticipation.

Zhao Wan'er is such a smart little genius to be able to come up with such an idea.

Xu Pingan: "..."

Sister Wan'er wants to send him directly to reincarnate.

"Um... can you change it, Sister Wan'er?" Xu Ping'an glanced at Pei Hongzhuang next to him and asked Zhao Wan'er.

Plotting against one's direct supervisor was already a hellish task, and now Sister Wan'er wanted to make it even more difficult.

"Why? Are you afraid that your teacher Pei will make things difficult for you?" Zhao Wan'er looked at Xu Ping'an and asked with a smile.

"I'm not afraid, but Sister Pei Pei is so beautiful, so pretty that I can't go against my conscience and say she is ugly." Xu Ping'an said seriously.

"Oh, oh, oh, what a sweet talker! Pei Pei, listen quickly! Your brother Ping An praises you for being so beautiful that fishes can sink to the depths and geese can fall, and the moon can hide in shame."

"Isn't what he said true?" Pei Hongzhuang looked at Zhao Wan'er with her beautiful eyes and said indifferently, then glanced at Xu Ping'an beside her.

Zhao Waner: "..."

You are so confident, does Sister Wanyi know?

Chapter 81 Love Poems (Please order first!)

"You don't want to go against your conscience, right? Then Sister Wan'er will change one for you?" Zhao Wan'er seemed to have thought of another brilliant idea and said to Xu Ping'an.

"Okay." Xu Ping'an agreed without much hesitation.

It is impossible for him to call him ugly, he does not want to be single.

"Okay." Zhao Wan'er nodded with a smile, "Then read a love poem to your sister Pei Pei."

Since you like to praise Sister Pei Pei so much, then I will let you praise me enough at once.

She, Zhao Wan'er, is truly a very smart little genius!

Xu Pingan: "..."

Or maybe you should reconsider the ugly incident.

"Well... I don't know how to write love poems, Sister Wan'er." Xu Ping'an looked at Zhao Wan'er and said honestly.

In fact, he did know one or two love poems, after all, they had been in textbooks, such as "Rainy Alley" and "A Farewell to Cambridge".

But Xu Ping'an would definitely not say that he could, otherwise Sister Wan'er would just ask him, "Brother Ping'an, have you ever written love poems to the girls in school?" Wouldn't he be embarrassed then?

As a good hunter, you must know how to avoid all risks as much as possible.

"This is easy. Open your phone and find a love poem to read to your sister Pei Pei. Then you will pass. How about that?" Zhao Wan'er looked at Xu Ping'an with an expression that said her sister is very understanding and the student should stop being ungrateful.

"Well... okay, I'll look for it." Xu Ping'an nodded and agreed, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket and searched for love poems.

Zhao Wan'er uncrossed her legs, then stood up, took her small cushion and sat down next to Pei Hongzhuang.

Then he glanced at Xu Ping'an who was searching on his phone, leaned over to Pei Hongzhuang's ear and whispered jokingly:

"How about it, Pei Pei? A handsome boy will read you a love poem soon. Pei Pei, are you a little excited?"

Pei Hongzhuang turned her head and glanced at Zhao Wan'er beside her, "Boring."

Then he turned his head again, and his eyes lingered on Xu Ping'an who was looking for a love poem nearby.

Reciting love poems?

Two minutes passed.

"Have you found it, Brother Ping'an? The flowers are about to wither." Zhao Wan'er turned her head to look at Xu Ping'an, who was still fiddling with his cell phone, and couldn't help but urge him.

"I've found it." Xu Ping'an finally recited the love poem he found on his phone in his mind. After confirming that there was no problem, he raised his head and said to Zhao Wan'er.

"Okay, then read it. You have to read it with emotion, not like reciting a text."

"Then... I'll read it, Sister Wan'er." Xu Ping'an glanced at Pei Hongzhuang who was sitting next to Zhao Wan'er and said.

"Okay, read it quickly. Your sister Pei Pei is waiting anxiously." Zhao Wan'er said with a smile.

"If I loved you—

It’s definitely not like the climbing trumpet creeper…”

Xu Ping'an read it very seriously, and there seemed to be a hint of nervousness in his tone, but it was full of emotion.

And compared with his previous singing, Xu Ping'an's voice is very nice, with a hint of hoarseness, a bit deep, and very contagious.

"It's to the Oak Tree, Pei Pei. Brother Ping'an said he loves you." Zhao Wan'er leaned close to Pei Hongzhuang's ear and whispered again, her expression a little excited.

Pei Hongzhuang didn't say anything, nor did she look at Zhao Wan'er beside her, as if she was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Zhao Wan'er looked at her best friend, then looked at Xu Ping'an who was reciting love poems with his head down. Suddenly, she felt something strange, but she couldn't tell why.

Without thinking too much, Zhao Wan'er quietly took out her cell phone from her pocket, then quietly moved to the side, then quietly turned on the recording function of her cell phone, and finally quietly pointed the camera at Xu Ping'an and Pei Hongzhuang, and pressed the record button.

Our sister Wan'er will definitely record this once-in-a-lifetime scene on her mobile phone, and then take it out later to tease her own Pei Pei from time to time.

Pei Hongzhuang continued to sit quietly, as if she was too lazy to pay attention to Zhao Wan'er who was taking pictures beside her. It also seemed that she was listening carefully and did not notice Zhao Wan'er who was taking pictures beside her.

"I must be a kapok tree near you,

As the image of the tree stands with you.

root, clinging to the ground;

Leaves, touching in the clouds.

......"

Pei Hongzhuang looked at Xu Ping'an with her beautiful eyes, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in her eyes.

The time it takes to recite a love poem is very short, yet it seems very long.

Xu Ping'an put down his phone, slowly raised his head, his heart beating a little faster.

Subconsciously, his eyes turned to Pei Hongzhuang first, and then he saw Zhao Wan'er, who was smiling and holding up her cell phone, taking a secret photo of him and Pei Hongzhuang.

"Uh... Sister Wan'er, you..."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Wan'er put away her phone quickly, looked at Xu Ping'an with her big eyes, and asked puzzledly.

"It's okay." Xu Ping'an's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't say anything else.

It's not something shameful. Sister Wan'er can film it if she likes. Besides, the video may be used as a...

"Come on, come on, next round, next round!" Zhao Wan'er came to Pei Hongzhuang, took back her small cushion, sat back in her original seat, and greeted her.

She couldn't wait to win again. If Pei Pei could play the role of a little turtle by chance, and then choose a big adventure, she would let Pei Pei read a love poem to her brother Ping An, and then she would secretly take a photo of it...

"Hehe..." Zhao Wan'er couldn't help laughing out loud as she imagined that scene in her mind.

Xu Ping'an on the side looked at Zhao Wan'er. Sister Wan'er must have thought of something again and was smiling so happily.

Soon, the second round of drawing turtles began.

Maybe Sister Wan'er really got the favor of the goddess of luck today. Not long after, Zhao Wan'er threw the last two cards in her hand, raised her index finger at the two of them, and said arrogantly:

"You two, no."

Xu Ping'an glanced at Zhao Wan'er. He hated the feeling of disliking her but being unable to do anything about her the most.

As if it was a fateful fall, Xu Ping'an now had three cards left in his hand, while Pei Hongzhuang had four cards in her hand.

After a round of drawing, Xu Ping'an had two cards in his hand, and Pei Hongzhuang had three cards in his hand. It was the most exciting moment again.

Xu Ping'an stretched out his hand and stopped in front of a card in Pei Hongzhuang's hand.

"Can I draw this card, Sister Pei Pei?" Xu Ping'an looked at Pei Hongzhuang's pretty face and asked.

"Okay." Pei Hongzhuang glanced at Xu Ping'an and said lightly.