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Chapter 67

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    Ji Lai was not afraid of Xia Bing's long speech, but she thought he was right.

    Although it's a bit like the "brainwashing bag" that others say, she shouldn't let Gu Xiao join the guitar club because of her narrow-mindedness.

    Gu Xiao didn't like to let Ji Lai give in to her own ideas, he looked at her and said, "If you don't like it, I won't report the guitar."

    Just when Xia Bing was about to say that a lot of what he said earlier was in vain, Ji Lai spoke one step ahead of him.

    "No! You have to report!"

    Ji Lai stepped forward and took Gu Xiao's hand, and took him to the booth where the Guitar Club recruited new students, "Hi, my boyfriend wants to sign up."

    "Ok, Ok!"

    The president of the guitar club immediately handed over the membership registration form to Ji Lai.

    Ji Lai handed the registration form and pen to Gu Xiao, and said with a light smile, "Here, Gu Xiao, I am serious, not angry, very rational, don't worry."

    Gu Xiao didn't ask any more questions, and took the paper and pen from Ji Lai's hand in response, and filled in the information carefully.

    Xia Bing looked at Gu Xiao's good handwriting, and his teeth were a little sore, "How come your handwriting is so beautiful, I remember that your handwriting was not so beautiful when you were in elementary school."

    "I have practiced." The corners of Gu Xiao's mouth curled up.

    It is because a girl said that she likes boys with good handwriting, so she spent time practicing in junior high school.

    Ji Lai looked at Xia Bing's jealous face, and laughed out loud, "Who can write beautiful handwriting from birth, it must have been practiced, do you think Gu Xiao is crooked like you since childhood?  "

    Xia Bing immediately retorted: "How can I be crooked? I don't say it looks good, but it's comfortable and normal, okay?"

    If he dared to write in a flying style, his mother's chopsticks would dare to knock it off.

    When I was young, I was often beaten by my mother because of my ugly handwriting.

    Every time I think of this, Xia Bing thinks of her fear of being dominated by copybooks.  Especially when I was in elementary school, after finishing my homework every night, I had to practice pen calligraphy for an hour.

    Seeing that Gu Xiao filled in the experience of playing guitar, the president immediately raised his head and asked him: "Student, do you know how to play guitar?"

    Gu Xiao nodded lightly: "Well, a little bit."

    The president's eyes lit up immediately, he stood up and snapped his fingers at the members behind him: "Bring the guitar."

    The member stopped playing the guitar, and handed the guitar to Gu Xiao, "Come on, junior, try playing one?"

    When Gu Xiao saw the guitar, his eyes shone slightly, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

    In his home, there is also a guitar.

    Gu Xiao looked at Ji Lai, who raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Then try it?"

    The dimples on the man's face appeared slightly.

    Gu Xiao took the guitar in the hands of the senior, walked around the booth, and sat on the high chair where the senior was sitting just now.

    He first auditioned the sound, and if something was wrong, he began to adjust it by himself.

    Seeing his habitual movements, the president raised his eyebrows subconsciously.

    He was sure that this junior named Gu Xiao would definitely be able to play the guitar.

    After adjusting the voice, Gu Xiao coughed lightly to clear his throat.

    At the beginning, Ji Lai couldn't recognize what song Gu Xiao was playing, but as the rhythm became more and more familiar, she realized what it was.

    "Your smile makes me so fascinated, your eyes make me give up resistance. All the plots point to you, I just want to love you. It is you who make me so fascinated, it is you who make time special  Crowded" (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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