Acting like a baby in Xueba's arms after rebirth

Chapter 44 Visual Feast
Lu Bingsheng had just left for a while to drink a cup of tea. When he came back, he found a big circle around the adult gate making a fuss. Thinking something was wrong, he quickly ran away with his teacup. come over.

Did not find anything unusual.

"Have we finished class two?" He took a sip of tea calmly and asked Qiu Yi'an who was standing far away from the big circle with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Huh?" Qiu Yi'an was taken aback by the head teacher who suddenly appeared beside him, and then nodded in a daze, "Yeah!" Now he has to observe every move of Ji Shiyan and the young couple at any time.

He was attacked by Ji Shiyan just now.

"Oh." Lu Bingsheng understood, and issued a task to the idle and neurotic Qiu Yi'an, "Then you go and call Shiyan to organize the students in this class, and arrange free activities later."

"Ah!?" Qiu Yi'an was startled.

Isn't this sending sheep to the tiger's mouth?

"Ah?" Lu Bingsheng imitated him and urged him, "Hurry up, do you still want to free yourself?"

"Oh……"

Then Qiu Yi'an really delivered it to the young couple himself, and the photos and videos were also "robbed" by their partnership, what's even worse!They still think he didn't take good-looking pictures!
Qiu Yi'an: ...?
As someone who has a huge liking for and holds great respect for photography, it is the most insulting thing to be told that the photos I take are not good-looking!He was so angry that he sent their group photo to the school forum without saying a word.

He wants to let the vast number of discerning classmates to judge him.

In fact, there is nothing particularly interesting about free activities, especially when everyone rarely owns a mobile phone. Most of them are boys playing games in groups, and girls playing cards, chatting, and taking pictures in groups.

Song Chiqing and Ji Shiyan were exceptions.

The two of them were sitting in the rest pavilion reciting ancient poems and English words. On a day used to relax, they still took this time to study. Few people believed it when they said it.

Until they see it for themselves.

"The wording is wrong, Qingqing." Ji Shiyan was correcting her "Envoy to the Fortress" that she had just written silently, "It's the goose, not the swallow." He wrote the correct word on the white paper.

"Oh!" Song Chiqing nodded, absorbing this is very simple for others, but it is like a new knowledge point for her, "Continue to continue, brother, where is it?"

Taking advantage of her current passion for studying, she has to work hard, and the college entrance examination is just a year away. If she doesn't study hard, how can she keep up with Ji Shiyan?
"It's time for "Bai Xuege Sends Judge Wu Back to Beijing"." Ji Shiyan said.

Then, while reciting softly, she took a pen and wrote silently on the paper. Although it was intermittent, she managed to write it down.

Students passing by: I can’t move anymore.

Party time descends amidst the buzz of free events.

Zhongcheng No. [-] Middle School is the school with the longest history in Zhongcheng. It has been more than a hundred years old, so after having sufficient experience in holding evening parties for many times, the stage layout is also very grand.

The supporter introduced the guests, and then gave a passionate speech on the host's draft.

"Time flies, time flies, and 18 years are fleeting. Today, we are gathered here to witness this solemn and sacred ceremony and witness their growth. We are here to look forward to the future with them and look forward to a high Flying begins."

"We, without fear of hardships and dangers, bravely move forward, ride the wind and waves, we must be romantic figures, let's look at the present!"

Song Chiqing and Ji Shiyan's program is scheduled for the sixth time. It's not too fast, but it's definitely not too slow. They just changed their clothes and are getting more familiar with the score in the background.

"Is Qingqing nervous?" Ji Shiyan asked.

He wanted her to relax as much as possible, otherwise it would be counterproductive, and she often made more mistakes under tension than usual.

Although he believed her.

"Nervous." She replied honestly, "I'm worried that if you play the wrong one, you will lose face." They are a group now, and she is afraid that she will drag him down.

"No." He smiled, "Qingqing will always be my pride." He will only take her as his pride.

She knows.

But I also want to perform to the best of my ability.

The fifth performance also ended successfully and perfectly.

No. [-] Middle School has an art class, so the school has piano equipment, and now, it is being transported to the stage by a few strong volunteers.

The moderator speaks.

"With her unique style and graceful dance, the classical dance has drawn us into stories one after another. Thanks to Class Three and Five for their wonderful performances."

"And the elegance of the piano is often eye-catching, and we are full of praise. Let's enjoy the piano performance "luv letter" from Class [-], Grade [-], and everyone applauds!"

The whole school cheered and applauded from the audience.

"Qingqing." He looked down at Song Chiqing who was still a little nervous.

"Yeah!" She nodded, and opened her fists that were subconsciously clenched due to nervousness, "Let's go on stage, brother."

"it is good."

She took a deep breath and tried to relax herself, then with a smile on her face, she followed him into the arena from the side of the stage.

The girl wore a pure white off-the-shoulder long dress, her beautiful collarbone looming in the dark night and under the light, the hem of the skirt was curved from high to low, gracefully puffed up, and the corners of the skirt were covered with diamonds. The dots of stars make her look like a fairy.

Ji Shiyan was also wearing the suit that Song Chiqing had chosen for him that day as promised. A white shirt matched with a pure black suit, with a black bow tied at the neckline.

She stood outside, and Ji Shiyan stood inside.

Gentle and elegant with personable presence.

It's a visual feast.

Song Chiqing bowed slightly to the auditorium with him, and then took her seat. Her skirt reached her ankles, so walking was somewhat clumsy and inconvenient. Seeing this, Ji Shiyan lifted her He went to help her lift the hem of the skirt.

"Wow!"

"Brother Yan!"

Cheers came from the direction of Class [-]'s auditorium.

The applause was louder than when they appeared on stage.

Song Chi played with the hem of his skirt, and then sat down. The two of them tacitly adjusted the distance between the stool and the piano stool.

When she raised her eyes to look at the music score, her pupils dilated slightly, and she saw that on the score, she didn't know when the words "Come on, Qingqing, don't be nervous" were written on it.

Her dimples gradually deepened.

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