Rebirth Plan To Save Leader

Chapter 14

Zhang Man was slightly stunned, a little startled when he heard the words. Isn't it? She is now sixteen years old. This year, she is still at an age where she can play guitar and sing when she is all right.

Fortunately, Chen Feier didn't take it seriously, she blinked and smiled and said, "And Manman, don't you want to chase Li Wei? I tell you, boys all like versatile and mysterious girls. Think about it. Ah, he usually knows you, quietly, without a few words. Then one day he suddenly found out that this girl sang so nicely, she would notice you more or less?"

After listening to Zhang Man, he was a little skeptical: "Is it...?"

Chen Feier walked crookedly from one end of the concrete pillar to the other, nodded fiercely, and patted her chest: "With my years of experience in reading romantic novels, this trick is correct."

She nodded too hard, unable to maintain her balance at once, and almost fell. Fortunately, Zhang Man had been paying attention to her, his eyesight and hands quickly pulled her.

The two walked for a while, and Zhang Man went to the cafeteria to buy a box lunch for Li Wei, and returned to the classroom with him. Back at the seat, Li Wei was reading a printed paper in English. She glanced at it. There were several words in the title that she hadn't seen.

He looked carefully, and while watching, he made notes on the side of some formulas and images. The pen writing was written on the snow-white A4 paper, making a "sand" rubbing sound.

Zhang Man put the boxed lunch on his table.

"Li Wei... Do you think girls can be a musical instrument?"

She remembered what Chen Feier had just said, and asked such a wicked question.

Li Wei just finished pushing a formula, put down his pen, leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and pressed his temples: "Well, Janet is a pianist. I couldn't sleep when I was young, so she would take me to the piano room and play the piano. Listen to me."

Even though he looked tired, when he mentioned his mother, he still had a warm tone in his words.

Zhang Man couldn't help breathing when he heard this.

"Then... later?"

The boy's expression was a little trance, as if he was reminiscing. Zhang Man's heart was tense, worried that he found some memory faults that would inspire bad results.

He thought about it carefully, and his voice was calm and natural: "Later... I forgot. She immigrated when I was very young."

When she heard him answer this, she was relieved in her heart, but also a little dignified. His delusion is indeed serious enough to be close to logical self-consistent.

The visual hallucinations and the auditory hallucinations have constructed a scalp-numbing, highly authentic world of delusions. He completely believes that the fantasy in his mind is reality, so even if someone tells him now that his mother has passed away, I am afraid he will not believe it at all.

Zhang Man didn't dare to ask any more, and quickly changed the subject: "What about guitars? Do you like guitars?"

The teenager nodded gently: "Sometimes I can't figure out what I read, I also listen to some country music, or shake it slowly."

So after the self-study in the evening, Zhang Man went to the literary committee Dai Qian to sign up. Dai Qian herself is one of the few dancing girls. Seeing that she came to sign up so late, she was a little confused: "There are more than ten days left for the formal performance. Wouldn't it be too late for you to start rehearsals now?"