Reincarnation: From Opressed Missy to Campus Belle

"Where will we see the School President?" An Xiulan asked Han Zixin.

"I heard that he goes to the music department during lunch break every day, "Han Zixin replied. They had been keeping an eye on the school President but they couldn't find anything substantial.

"I didn't know the School President joined the Music department, "An Xiulan wondered out loud.

"He didn't, "Han Zixin scoffed. "I have been taking guitar lessons. He comes to the same class I go to. He must be there to show off his poor guitar skills."

"You didn't play the guitar for me. You don't even sing for me, "An Xiulan pouted.

"I feel shy, "Han Zixin sighed. "I am not comfortable with singing in front of many students. I just sang once in front of many people and it was last year at summer camp."

"Why don't you join the music department?" An Xiulan asked him. "You sing so well."

"Hah! Don't you say that Lu Mingze is the best singer in the world. Why don't you listen to him?" Han Zixin retorted.

"Excuse me, these were not my words, "An Xiulan placed her hands on her waist and replied. "I don't remember saying anything like this."

Han Zixin gasped. "You little liar! How could you forget what you say? You told me Lu Mingze is the best idol in the world. Didn't you tell me?"

"I did, "An Xiulan replied.

"Then, who is lying?" Han Zixin asked her with a huff.

"You!" An Xiulan pointed her finger at her.

Han Zixin gaped at her. How shameless!

"You know what?" Han Zixin stomped on his feet dramatically. "You can talk to the School President yourself. I'm going back to my class. And you can sit with your favourite idol too."

"HAN ZIXIN!" An Xiulan raged. "Take back what you said! I never said he is the best singer in the world. To me, he is the best idol in the world."

"You're saying as if there is a difference between the two, "Han Zixin scoffed.

"Of course, there is, "An Xiulan argued. "There is a huge difference between an Idol and a singer. If you don't believe me, ask anyone."

Han Zixin fell silent. After a while, he asked, "So, who is your favourite singer?"

"I don't have any yet, "An Xiulan replied, cocking her brow. "Why don't you be the one?"

"Stop saying nonsense, "Han Zixin muttered.

"Fine, "An Xiulan scoffed. Every time someone would ask him to continue singing classes, he would reject it. It was so difficult for Yeye to make him agree to start guitar lessons. If it was someone else, they would have understood. But Han Zixin loved music. He loved music way too much. She couldn't understand why he stayed away from the music if he loved it that much.

"Let's meet the School President, "An Xiulan suggested.

When they entered the music department, the school president was playing the Guitar. He was trying to impress the music teacher but from the look on her face, they could tell from the cawing sound coming out of the guitar that the teacher was not impressed.

"I think we don't need to do much convincing here, "Han Zixin looked at her best friend and smiled evilly. "I think I have an idea."

"President, you said you can play the guitar and that's why we didn't look for a guitarist, "The other student said in trouble. "We are not prepared. What will we do if we can't find a guitarist?"

"Wasn't it good?" The school president asked. He gave his best. What else do they want? He looked at the music teacher pitifully, "Madam, am I not good enough? I tried my best. Can I do a little more practice?"

"I am afraid we don't have much time for practice, "Yang Mei said with a small smile. "Although we don't have a guitarist. We will look for someone else. Student Chen, you can practice with the group until we find another student for the post of guitarist."

"Can I apply for the post, teacher?" Han Zixin asked.

The students gasped when they saw who was applying for the post of the guitarist.

Even An Xiulan had a funny reaction at this time. It appeared as if her eyes were going to come out of sockets. To say she was shocked would be an understatement.

Yang Mei saw two students standing out in her class. It would be a lie if she said that she didn't recognise the girl. Who in Jingyuan High didn't recognise the girl whose posters had been so tall and hard to ignore? Moreover, she had been following the girl on social media.

"You can but you have to pass the test first, "Yang Mei calmly said. She couldn't let anyone apply for the post. She had seen what had happened the first time. "If you play this, you are selected."

Han Zixin came inside with An Xiulan. As he looked at the music sheet, he frowned. It was a little difficult for him but he hoped to try his best.

"I will give it a try, "Han Zixin said.

Yang Mei signalled the school president to hand over the guitar to Han Zixin.

The school president was not at all impressed with the turn of events. However, he couldn't say no to the teacher.

Han Zixin took the guitar and sat on the chair. He surprised everyone by playing the guitar. When he finished, everyone clapped loudly for him.

"There is room to improve but it's better than what I had expected, "Yang Mei said. "Are you taking music lessons?"

"Yes, he is taking guitar lessons. Apart from guitar, he can play piano and harmonica too, "An Xiulan muttered a sorry in her heart when she disclosed this information. "Not only this, my friend has taken vocal training lessons too when he was young."

Han Zixin gave her a look but she lowered her head.

"I'm not that of a vocalist, "Han Zixin muttered.