Reborn I don't need a heroine

"It's finally the welcome party..."

Looking at the poster posted on the bulletin board in the hall on the first floor of the dormitory, Fu Hanwen sighed.

Behind him is Wang Ke who just took off his earphones.

Wang Ke turned off the music player on his phone, patted Fu Hanwen on the shoulder, and joked, "Do you want to take advantage of the welcome party to hook up with girls?"

Tang Hexing on the side interjected, "It's almost dark, and by then you won't even be able to see what the girls around you look like, so how dare you hook up like this?"

At this time, Wang Heng put down his phone and reminded: "Look carefully at the text messages sent by the counselor and monitor. We have to sit together in groups according to class and dormitory. So there is a high probability that there will be no chance of hooking up with girls. There are probably all boys around."

Wang Ke pretended to be deeply emotional and said: "It's really sad to see how you are trying so hard to hook up with the old woman..."

Tang Hexing, Fu Hanwen and Wang Heng all looked at him, and complained in unison:

"Is it you who is sad?"

"That's right……"

"Isn't Lolicon even sadder?"

At this time, the squad leader Sun Xingsi also came over. He counted the heads and said loudly: "Okay, all the boys in our class are here, let's go!"

In this way, under the leadership of the monitor, this group of boys formed a scattered formation and walked towards the football field.

Because there are too many freshmen, there is no room for the auditorium, so the welcome party is held in the spacious football field. Facing the rostrum of the football field, it happens to be an excellent performance stage. The room behind the rostrum and under the stands has also become a temporary dressing room for the actors.

Sun Xingsi led the students and sat down at the pre-planned position of the student union. There were no chairs or benches, so everyone sat on the ground. The same is true for the freshmen of other faculties and majors. They each have their own designated seats, and they all sit directly on the artificial turf in the playground.

The five girls in the same class came here under the leadership of the deputy class leader Feng Jiamiaomiao. But the girls are still more particular, and they all put paper pads under their buttocks.

By the time the freshmen arrived and were scrambling to find seats, the sun was already below the horizon. When everyone was basically seated, the sky darkened.

But there's no shortage of lighting here.

Although it is impossible for the headlights outside the runway to illuminate the football field as if it were daytime, at least it is no problem to see the faces of the people around them clearly. However, as Wang Heng said, they were surrounded by boys, and the closest girl was Feng Jiamiaomiao, who was in the same class, and there were four or five people in between.

Fu Hanwen couldn't help sighing: "The girl who hooked up with a fart..."

Wang Heng: "Then stop hooking up and watch the girls on the stage with peace of mind."

The place where they sat was not far from the rostrum. After the performance started, it should not be difficult to see the faces of the actors.

Fu Hanwen: "Mr. Wang, how do you know that there will be a good-looking girl on stage later?"

Wang Heng smiled and said, "Don't worry, there must be."

He was very sure, because Pei Ningle had told him in the afternoon that his solo performance was the third program of the welcome party. Estimated the time, it should be a quarter of an hour after the party started.

Wang Heng looked at the still empty rostrum, and couldn't help but secretly guess - what is Pei Ningle doing at this moment?

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Standing in front of the mirror, Pei Ningle looked at herself with exquisite makeup and a sky blue dress, and many, many thoughts flashed through her mind.

about the past.

In elementary school, she was the little princess at home, the cutest little girl in the class. At that time, her mind was full of inexplicable fantasies, imagining that she was the heroine in various stories, and she was stupid all day long and didn’t know what she was doing. ...

In junior high school, because of the goodwill of a few boys, she attracted the disgust of some girls in the class, and because these girls said a lot of gossip about her, all the girls in the class began to hate her, and there were many boys...

So she understood that life is not a fairy tale, not those beautiful romantic stories. Depression and depression seem to be the normal state of life.

In high school, she deliberately kept a low profile and tried not to attract the attention of others, so the interpersonal relationship finally became easier. But at the same time, the academic burden is getting heavier and heavier. She found that she was always unable to meet her parents' expectations, and the little princess seemed to have become Cinderella.

Fortunately, she finally has her own MP3 player.

The MP3 is red, about the size of correction fluid, and can hold many, many songs in it—but still fills up easily. Those melodious songs that make the students repeat their singles only have a shelf life of a few days in her ears at most, and then, no matter how classic they are, they will make her feel tired. Tired, she went to look for new songs, and the songs that appeared in the MP3 became more and more unpopular, and the songs she had listened to became more and more...

Then there was the class reunion in the second year of high school.

A female classmate's birthday, she went, still silently huddled in the corner. After dinner, everyone went to KTV.

She couldn't help but clicked a song she was good at and sang it.

It was the first time she used a microphone, but not the first time she sang. In her own home, on the way home from school, in the stairwell home, as long as there is no one around, she will sing the melody that comes to mind. Therefore, she is very familiar with singing, but she has never sung in front of others.

But in that cheap and discounted KTV room, she held the microphone in her hands and was out of control. After singing one song, the classmates cheered and applauded, urging her to play another song, another song, and then another... She only wanted to be a little transparent girl, but she was actually forced to become the Maiba that night.

She became the focus of many students' eyes again, which made her terrified. But soon, she found that things were different from the bullying in junior high school. Whether it is a boy or a girl, they are all kind to themselves, and their attitude is getting better and better.

It turns out that music is the magic in fairy tales.

Therefore, even if her parents object, she must keep her magic.

"Pei Ningle, is Pei Ningle here? How are you preparing?"

Facing this familiar administrative teacher, the girl smiled and nodded: "Ready. That's right, teacher, can you give me the microphone?"

The administrative teacher was a little strange: "It's still early before you go on stage, why do you need a microphone now?"

"I want to hold it in my hand and get used to it."

Although this reason is a bit strange, it is not a big deal after all. The administrative teacher brought a microphone, and then left to see the situation of other actors.

Pei Ningle took the microphone, waved it, and posed in a magic pose—as if the object in his hand was not a microphone, but a magic wand.

The girl's confidence became more solid.

She put down the microphone, picked up the phone, and sent a text message to Wang Heng. When entering the text, the corners of the mouth couldn't help but curl up.

【Today, thank you very much. Later on stage I want to thank you. 】

However, in less than ten seconds, Wang Heng replied: 【Don't mention my name! ! 】

Pei Ningle's smile froze: [Why? 】

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