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Chapter 1407

Words:2499Update:22/08/01 03:22:20

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For Fangzheng, this was not a particularly sleepless night.

If it was someone else, they might be tossing and turning in bed, but for Fangzheng, this was not something to worry about. Qiong was indeed related to him by blood, but for Fangzheng, this was nothing more than a "background setting". Even though the two grew up together, Qiong was more like a childhood friend to Fangzheng.

Besides, even if something unexpected happened, everything would be fine as long as Fangzheng brought Qiong back to the main world, so there was nothing for him to worry about. It was not a big deal. Besides, his body was formed by his soul, so it would be a different matter once he returned to his own body.

But the problem was … the reactions of other people were not so easy to deal with.

Fangzheng had tried using [Future Vision] to see how other people would react when they found out that he was in a relationship with Qiong. As expected, although it was not a big deal for Fangzheng, it was still too hard for other people to accept the fact that a biological brother and sister were together.

Of course, it was not a big deal if it was just hard to accept. Fangzheng did not live by relying on other people's opinions. The problem was … what happened to everyone else after this.

World invited Qiong out and asked Qiong to break up with Fangzheng, but Qiong refused. Then, the two sides clashed, and World killed Qiong. When World realized that he had killed someone, he ran away in a panic and was hit by a passing truck.

OVER。

Xue Cai threatened Qiong to break up with Fangzheng, or else she would expose their relationship to the public. Qiong was so angry that he killed Xue Cai. In the process of leaving, Qiong missed a step on the stairs in panic and broke his neck. He died … Game over.

OVER。

After learning about the relationship between Fangzheng and Qiong, Winter Horse Hesha broke up with them and left Japan. The plane crashed on the way to Europe, and then … Game over.

OVER。

Among them, the only ones that Fangzheng could trust were Gui Yanye and Kiyura Setsuna. They were the only ones who did not go berserk after learning about the situation. Instead, they tried their best to help the two, but … it was useless.

One Game

OVER was enough for Fangzheng to return to his hometown and get married. Not to mention, these were all random. Fangzheng couldn't possibly stop them every time. In fact, it was useless even if he did. After all, according to the "rules" of this world, Fangzheng might end up as the Grim Reaper as he played with his heartbeat …. That was another matter altogether.

Therefore, for Fangzheng, the problem wasn't whose relationship he should accept, but how to make others accept his relationship with Qiong.

Besides, it wasn't like the future Fangzheng saw couldn't be changed. This was because this future was based on Fangzheng directly accepting Qiong and confessing their relationship to others. Because the relationship between them and Fangzheng and Qiong was not that deep yet, it was not unreasonable for them to have all kinds of extreme reactions.

According to Fangzheng's future vision, these death events were all accidents. The world accidentally strangled Qiong to death, then was hit by a car. Qiong killed Yuecai in anger, then accidentally fell and broke his neck ….

Therefore, as long as he raised their favourability level and slowly made them accept him ….

But on second thought, wouldn't it be more troublesome if their favourability level was raised too high? It might not be an accidental murder, but a premeditated murder!!

'Motherf * cker, this world is really full of malice ….'

Fangzheng finally realised that ever since he came to this world, he had been tricked by this damn world ….

Of course, how to solve this matter was not important at the moment. After all, the culture festival was just around the corner.

"Everyone! We've finally written the lyrics for our original song! "

Saionji World pushed open the door excitedly and waved the manuscript in her hand. The others also looked at Saionji World curiously when they saw her. According to the order of appearance, the School Days would be the last one to make a perfect ending to the culture festival. Therefore, after some discussion, they decided to change the third track to an original song. Of course, this was only a contingency plan. If they could not come up with any good lyrics, they would follow the original plan.

But it seemed that World was quite hardworking.

"Phew …. This is even harder than an exam. It took me a lot of time to write the lyrics with Yuecai."

As he spoke, World proudly put the manuscript on the table. The others also picked it up and glanced at it curiously.

"How should I put it …. I'm a little shy …."

Ceng Yuecai, who was standing next to World, looked a little shy. After all, it took a little bit of courage to show what she had written to others.

"What do you think, Haruka?"

Seiura Shina scanned the lyrics from beginning to end, then calmly handed the manuscript to Fangzheng. Fangzheng took the manuscript and glanced at the name.

"Love that can't be conveyed?"

"Woo …."

Hearing Fangzheng read the lyrics aloud, World and Yuecai looked a little nervous. Fangzheng quickly scanned the lyrics. Obviously, the lyrics were about unrequited love …. Hmm ….

"Well … the lyrics themselves are not bad, but …."

"But?"

"This song is not suitable to be performed at the culture festival."

Fangzheng patted the manuscript.

"The lyrics describe an eternal unrequited love, but it's not said in the end. I feel that the negative energy is too strong. Isn't it good to be happy at the culture festival? Playing this song at the end … isn't it a good idea? "

"Woo …. Is that so?"

Hearing this, Yuecai and World were a little disheartened. Fangzheng rolled his eyes and took the guitar.

"If that's the case, I have a song here that's similar to the one you wrote. It's very suitable for stirring up the atmosphere."

"Huh? What song? "

"Listen to me."

Facing World's curious inquiry, Fangzheng plucked the strings twice and started playing.

The prelude was soft and gentle, immediately attracting everyone's attention. Then, under the gaze of a group of girls, Fangzheng sang softly.

"Talking to myself alone, seeking what I want …."

How romantic ….

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes could not help but sparkle. But in the next moment, they heard Fangzheng's originally gentle voice suddenly change.

"A woman gives her heart, the north sea wind bites into the bone!"

"…. Huh?"

"Wrong love is separated, endless resentment!!"

"Huh???"

"The king from afar, no plan to express his will. Standing in the wind, washing his face with tears! The sea corner where a thirty-year-old woman is …. "

“STOP! STOP!!!”

At this point, Fangzheng's voice had become hoarse and twisted, full of resentment. World and his group were laughing so hard that they couldn't breathe. Even Yuecai was holding onto the table and laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

"Harukino classmate, you're too much. We're not thirty-year-old women who were abandoned by a man! What era is this song from?! "

"What's the matter? Isn't it all about falling out of love? "

"No, no, definitely not, definitely not thirty years old!!"

World crossed his hands and made a big cross. Yuecai, Kiyura Setsuna, and even Winter Horse Hesha nodded. For women, age was a problem that could never be ignored!

"Okay, I was just joking."

Seeing that the atmosphere had become lively again, Fangzheng shrugged with a smile. Of course, if this was China, he could sing "Friend" or "You Who Sat Next To Me", but this was Japan, and Fangzheng couldn't be bothered to translate the lyrics …. After all, the tone was different, and it would be troublesome to translate.

In that case …. Oh right, there's one more song.

With this thought in mind, Fangzheng's eyes lit up. He picked up the guitar again.

"Okay, I'll stop joking. I think this song is very suitable."

"Okay, let's listen to it."

By this time, World had also calmed down, but she still looked at Fangzheng with vigilance.

"It's not going to be some thirty-year-old woman's sea corner again, right?"

"Don't worry, I was just easing the atmosphere."

Fangzheng shook his head and picked up the guitar again.

"Okay, this time I'm serious …."

While saying that, Fangzheng strummed the strings again. Soon, the beautiful sound of the instrument sounded again.

This time, no one said a word.

Upon hearing Fangzheng sing the lyrics again, The World and Xue Cai's expressions turned a little sad. As for Winter Horse, he sat by the piano in silence. Lian Qiong also sat quietly on the chair with his hands resting on his cheeks, looking at Fangzheng. As for Cha Na, he quietly looked at Fangzheng without saying a word.

After a long time, the song ended.

"Clap clap clap!!"

As the sound of the instrument faded, World immediately began to clap hard. The others also began to applaud as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Amazing, this song is really amazing! Harukino, did you make this? "

"Yeah, I guess so …."

Before this, Fangzheng had specially looked it up on the Internet, but he couldn't find this song, so he decisively copied it.

"What do you think? This is good, right? "

"This is it!!"

World made the decision. Then, she looked at the others excitedly.

"What about you guys?"

"I have no objections."

Shue Cai shook her head, her eyes sparkling at the same time.

"To be honest, I really want to sing this song."

"I have no objections either. It's a very good song."

Dongma Hesha also gave her answer. Cha Na nodded but did not say anything.

"Then, it's decided!!"

World waved his hand excitedly.

"This time, we must have the best cultural festival!"

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