Rebirth Must Be Happy

Chapter 311 [309] Meeting you is lucky enough (Fourth update, please vote!)

Xu Jinhuan was washing his face in the bathroom with the door open when Song Zhiyu walked over. Enraged, she raised her hand and slapped Xu Jinhuan on the buttocks, saying fiercely, "I told you not to help me!"

"Come here!"

Xu Jinhuan wasn't afraid of her hitting him, but he couldn't indulge her habit. Otherwise, if she got used to it, who knew where she would hit him in the future?

He turned his head, his face still wet with tears, and stared at Song Zhiyu, as if about to retaliate, "Stand there and don't move..."

Do you think I'm stupid?!

Song Zhiyu didn't want to be slapped again, and Xu Jinhuan was definitely eager to... slap her, so she quickly slipped back to her room, closed the door, and said smugly, "You can't hit me!"

"If you're so capable, then don't come out!"

Xu Jinhuan was making threats outside when Chen Xingzhu came over to wash her hands, giving him a puzzled look.

Xu Jinhuan laughed and said, "You slapped me in the face."

Chen Xingzhu glared at him, feeling somewhat dissatisfied with him as well. She thought he was deliberately indulging Song Zhiyu, otherwise why would Song Zhiyu have become increasingly bold in the past few days?
'Good grief, I've offended both of them...'

Chen Xingzhu went to wash her hands, and Xu Jinhuan didn't continue waiting at Song Zhiyu's door. He sighed and turned to go to the living room, 'Luckily, I have plenty of options…'

Xu Jinhuan entered the living room and saw Xie Wanqing already sitting down at the table with her parents. She smiled and asked, "Did my sister stir-fry this plate of shredded potatoes?"

Song Xiaohui asked, "How do you know who cooked it?"

"The color is different because no dark soy sauce was added."

Xu Jinhuan pouted, "Mom, you always use a lot of seasonings when you cook, so this dish definitely wasn't cooked by you."

Song Xiaohui said, "I was just worried it wouldn't have any flavor!"

Xie Wanqing does seem to be very interested in cooking. She originally learned to stir-fry dishes from Song Xiaohui, but now when she goes home occasionally, she asks the housekeeper for advice and has even downloaded a recipe app to learn.

Song Zhiyu waited carefully for a moment, then quietly opened the door and saw Chen Xingzhu coming out of the bathroom after washing his hands.

She stopped arguing with Chen Xingzhu about hitting her, since she had already gotten her revenge on Xu Jinhuan. She cautiously asked Chen Xingzhu, "Where's my brother?"

Chen Xingzhu gestured towards the living room as if nothing had happened, indicating that Xu Jinhuan had already gone to eat.

"Sister Xingzhu, don't go yet, wait for me."

Song Zhiyu then slipped out, grabbed Chen Xingzhu's hand and pleaded sweetly, then quickly ran to the bathroom to wet her paws, grabbed a tissue to wipe them off, and then slipped back, hugging Chen Xingzhu's arm as they went back to the living room.

Chen Xingzhu didn't run away; she stood still and waited for her to come over before they went to eat together.

Song Zhiyu arrived at the dining table and saw Xu Jinhuan already holding chopsticks, ready to eat. She glanced at him, then hid behind Chen Xingzhu, before proudly raising her chin and silently saying, "Come on~"

"Don't run away if you can!"

Xu Jinhuan wasn't silent at all; he openly threatened, "I'll get my revenge sooner or later!"

"whispering sound!"

Song Zhiyu blushed slightly, snorted, sat down opposite him, picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of stir-fried shredded potatoes with meat. She exaggeratedly squinted her eyes, then looked at Xie Wanqing with shallow dimples and said, "Sister Wanqing, your cooking is getting better and better. You'll be able to catch up with Auntie soon..."

Song Xiaohui laughed and said, "You can recognize that this was cooked by Wan Qing?"

Song Zhiyu nodded and said, "Yes, the colors are different."

Chen Xingzhu didn't understand these things, so she didn't interrupt and focused on eating. It wasn't until they went out together after the meal that she asked, "Are you really going to write a song?"

"correct."

Xu Jinhuan munched on a peach he had just picked up and mumbled, "Don't worry, although I don't have much talent, I do have some. It's just like... uh, time, you can always squeeze some out."

Song Zhiyu was carefully avoiding him, walking at the front. Hearing this, she turned around and looked up, asking curiously, "What kind of songs do you write?"

Before Xu Jinhuan could answer, seeing him and Chen Xingzhu come down, she was like a little squirrel guarding against its natural enemy. She quickly jumped down two steps to keep her distance from him, lest she be ambushed and retaliated against, and suffer a backside bruise.

Xu Jinhuan said, "I haven't decided yet. Let me think about it some more."

Speaking of which, his sister-in-law deserves at least half the credit for the S500 that temporarily belongs to him. Helping her copy a song or two is how much of a way for the brother-in-law to express his feelings.

He wasn't a music enthusiast, but he often went to karaoke with Chen Xingzhu and could sing quite a few songs, including some that hadn't appeared in 2012 and had become popular for a while afterward.

Not too many, since if she actually sings them during the competition, there will be some copyright issues. It would be enough to give Chen Xingruo one or two songs so that she can have an extra point of publicity during the audition with the title of "original".

Xu Jinhuan lacked the relevant professional judgment ability, so after a brief thought, he selected a few songs that had been popular online for a period of time. He then picked one out and, during evening self-study, pretended to think about it and wrote it down intermittently, even making many corrections.

"Jingle Bell"

The bell rang, and Xu Jinhuan made one last revision, copied it again, then nudged Chen Xingzhu's shoulder and handed her the textbook with the lyrics written on it.

Chen Xingzhu turned around and saw him hand her a notebook. She thought he wanted to discuss some topics with her, but after a quick glance, she realized it wasn't. She read a couple of sentences carefully and immediately understood, but she was still a little incredulous. She looked at Xu Jinhuan with a questioning gaze.

Xu Jinhuan said casually, "What do you think of the lyrics?"

Chen Xingzhu glanced down again, then couldn't help but look at him once more. Three words flashed clearly in her clear, bright eyes: 'So fast?'

"what?"

Chen Xingzhu was used to suppressing her emotions, but Zhu Xinyao, who was next to her, heard her and exclaimed in surprise, "You can write lyrics?"

Xu Jinhuan smirked and said, "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

"Let me see."

Zhu Xinyao ignored his warning and leaned on Chen Xingzhu's shoulder to look at the lyrics.

Chen Xingzhu turned around and looked carefully. She saw that it was written in ink on the paper:

I heard raindrops falling on the green grass, I heard the distant school bell ringing.
But I didn't hear your voice, calling my name earnestly.

I didn't understand love when I fell in love with you; only after we parted did I realize how unforgettable it was.

Why didn't I realize that meeting you was the best thing in my life?
……

She read it carefully and was silently trying to understand the meaning of the lyrics when she felt Xu Jinhuan nudging her from behind again.

"Just so you know, these are just lyrics, don't overthink it."

Xu Jinhuan, afraid that she would overthink things, reminded her, "Why would I write anything just to rhyme? Don't think that every word has some deep meaning; it's just something I cobbled together..."

Chen Xingzhu looked at him quietly, nodded gently, and then turned back to continue reading the lyrics.

"Lyrics?"

Zhou Wei and Hu Yingxin, who were ahead, also turned around to look, which quickly attracted the attention of many people nearby.

"Has Huan written lyrics?"

"Brother Huan is awesome!"

Several people nearby made a few jokes, but no one really paid much attention.

The school has a literary society and a school newspaper, which is full of talented people. Some of them often contribute to publications such as "Mengya" and "Yilin". Although Xu Jinhuan's writing grades are also good, he mainly scores points based on his ideas rather than his writing style.

The school newspaper had interviewed Xu Jinhuan long ago, but the literary society has never extended any invitation to him, which shows how people view him. Therefore, no one takes his songwriting seriously.

"I think it's very well written!"

Zhou Wei and Hu Yingxin both left their seats and leaned on Chen Xingzhu to look at the lyrics. After reading them carefully twice, Zhou Wei couldn't help but turn to Xu Jinhuan and say, "You're so amazing, you can even write lyrics."

"I'll see, I'll see."

Liu Liangfu had just returned from outside and hadn't had a chance to see it yet, so he begged to come and take a look.

Chen Xingzhu handed him the lyrics and then asked Xu Jinhuan, "How do we compose the music?"

"I don't really understand these things, but I just came up with a simple way to sing it."

Xu Jinhuan hummed a couple of lines, and Chen Xingzhu's eyes lit up. She exclaimed in delight, "It sounds really good..."

She paused, then looked at him calmly and asked, "Was this song written for Xingruo?"

"It's for her, but this song isn't about her."

Xu Jinhuan clarified, then smiled and said, "I don't think anyone would have trouble guessing who it's about, right?"

Chen Xingzhu felt he was teasing her again. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she pursed her lips, saying, "According to the lyrics, this seems to be a tragedy?"

"Just like you said, for lyrics to resonate with people, they have to be ambiguous and leave room for interpretation."

Xu Jinhuan was rambling on, "Tragedy and regret are what resonate with people emotionally. If you write something that's perfect, then it's just showing off. After all, most people's youth is filled with regrets..."

Chen Xingzhu then asked, "Then why is the song called 'A Little Happiness'?"

Xu Jinhuan looked at her and smiled, "Meeting you is lucky enough."

There was no doubt about it; it was flirting. Chen Xingzhu blushed and glared at him, then took the notebook from Liu Liangfu and turned back to continue reading carefully.

"I haven't finished watching it yet..."

Liu Liangfu didn't dare to snatch it from his sister-in-law, so he could only watch helplessly as Chen Xingzhu took the notebook away, muttering under his breath.

(End of this chapter)