Feng Shao, don't cry, Madam didn't slap you this time

Chapter 57 Art Festival Competition

The art festival will first select the final list of representatives to participate in the first middle school, so it will not be made public.

But it's easy for these young masters and ladies from Kyoto to get a place to participate in the internal competition.

After they sat in the auditorium of No. [-] Middle School, each one was more disgusted than the other.

"Why is their auditorium so dilapidated, the paint on the walls is almost falling off!"

"Hasn't it been repaired for a long time?"

"This place is really poor..."

Disgusted, while looking for the best viewing position to sit down,

When Class [-] came on stage, everyone stretched their necks to look at Yan Concubine.

They originally thought that Yan Yan would dress up smoothly for today's primary election of the art festival, but they didn't expect her to appear on the stage wearing the simplest sportswear.

And as conductors, they couldn't even see Yan Concubine's face, they could only see the back of her head during the whole process.

But after the song sung by class one ended, everyone felt the same.

"If you find a singer to sing this song, it should be popular, right?"

"Yeah, I think they sing so-so, but they still sound good..."

"Is it really Yan Yu's song? I don't believe it."

Whether they believe it or not.

This time, the No. [-] Middle School performance was very successful. Due to the unique originality of the songs, the school immediately decided to let them participate in the finals of the art festival held in the county seat tomorrow.

Cheng Qi watched the principal announce the final quota, and a sinister smile crossed the corner of his mouth...

The students in the class were all complaining: "Who made the arrangements? Today's preliminary round will be the final tomorrow, and we won't be given more time to rehearse!"

"We won't really wear the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School tomorrow, will we? It's so ugly!"

"I heard that No. [-] Middle School specially bought clothes. The girls all wear skirts. They look so pretty!"

"Our school is so stingy...so poor, how could it be willing to buy us costumes?"

"Don't think about it, the performance is tomorrow, the most important thing is to sing well..."

When Yan Concubine walked past them, Youyou left a sentence: "The clothes will arrive tomorrow morning."

After speaking, regardless of their surprise and cheers, they left on their own.

Unsociable, arrogant, aloof, as always,

But this back figure is so majestic in the eyes of a class of classmates...

In the You's Medical Center at night, after the patient had almost left, You Lan lightly dropped the heavyweight news: "The Central Hospital of Kyoto invited me to do an academic exchange, and I can leave at any time."

"I propose to bring an escort, Yan Concubine, you can come with me."

You Lan said this on purpose to show Feng Xiao, wanting to have a more reasonable reason to bring Yan Concubine back to the capital,
As a result, when he said this, a certain person, who was still slack and lost in thought, immediately became sharper, showing his sharpness: "Why do you have to take her with you when you go to the capital for academic exchanges?"

Feng Xiao's eyes flicked back and forth on You Lan's face, his eyes became darker and darker: "You don't want old cows to eat young grass, do you?"

You Lan was very annoyed by the blunt mocking tone: "What are you talking about? Why am I such an old cow!"

Feng Xiao sneered and hooked his lips: "A person in his thirties, compared to her, does he still want to pretend to be young?"

"What's wrong with 30 years old! 30 years old is the new stage of life!"

The curvature of Feng Xiao's lips became more and more cold: "But you are 12 years older than Yan Concubine, which means that the probability of you entering the coffin earlier than her will increase by [-]%..."

"Feng Xiao."

Yan Concubine came out from behind the screen, bent down and stared at him: "Could it be that... are you jealous? You thought Dr. You wanted to take me to the capital because he liked me?"

You Lan said, what a pity!

Feng Xiao's eyes were dark and bottomless: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not, it's just because I'm his right-hand man, so he wants to take me with him."

Yan Yan rolled her eyes and smiled brighter: "It's you, why don't you admit it honestly, have you liked me more and more lately?"

"I'll just say... a charming person like me. It's only natural to like me, but it doesn't matter, I have decided to keep you, so I will bring you with me when I return to Kyoto this time."

Yan Yan blinked: "Are you happy?"

Being ruthlessly exposed what he was thinking in his heart, the man's eyes were somewhat sullen.

Probably the embarrassment of being seen through.

But no words of opposition were spoken.

Because if the interest in Yan Concubine and the strong desire to possess her are true, then this kind of emotion can also be regarded as liking.

"You go back to Kyoto now, your family will not agree."

"I don't care about them, can they control me?"

Yan Yuzang was full of arrogance: "It's time for them to beg me to curry favor with me when I go back this time..."

The final of the art festival was held in the county gymnasium.

In addition to students from various schools, people from all walks of life in the local area were also invited to participate.

It is said that the county TV station will also broadcast the whole process live, and the battle is very big.

Of course, in a small county with poor cultural life, the art festival led by the school can already be regarded as a big event.

Therefore, the enthusiasm of the people was high, and there were still many county residents who joined in the fun, although they failed to get tickets to enter the gymnasium, they gathered at the gate from early in the morning.

"Our family, Nan Nan, has participated in art. This time she will dance classical dance! She danced very well..."

"My Xixi also participated? But the ballet she danced was specially learned by a teacher in the city!"

"My baby, this show will definitely win an award..."

"I think my child's Guzheng is also very good!"

"My child plays the piano, and he has passed the tenth grade..."

In the stands, the parents each boasted how powerful their children are, looking forward to the official start of the art festival.

The cheering group of No. [-] Middle School has also put up slogans, waiting to scream and cheer at any time.

The performance of the show was decided by lottery, and the No. [-] Middle School was at the bottom, which was considered lucky.

Backstage, the students in Class [-] also got to see the performance costumes bought by Yan Yan for them as they wished.

The boys' uniforms, girls' small suits and short skirts are all custom-made by big brands, so after wearing them, the exquisite fabrics set off each one's abnormal spirit.

Yan Concubine also specially invited a makeup artist, who was more professional than the uniformly arranged makeup artists in the county.

I made a very good-looking look for the students in the first class, and I was full of energy. When I stood on the stage, I had already won a head.

Wu Fei looked at the small suit and short skirt on her body. Although she liked it a little, she still couldn't help asking Yan Concubine: "What about you, what are you wearing? Isn't it different from what we wear?"

Yan Concubine hooked her fingers, and the stylist she paid for took out the dress that had been transported from Kyoto all the way from the suitcase: "Of course I have to wear something different from yours, otherwise how can I match mine?" identity."

The privilege is taken for granted, but everyone is used to it and thinks there is... nothing wrong with it.

Yan Yu's excellent character design initially succeeded.

(End of this chapter)