Being forced to respawn is really annoying

Before class, everyone went back to the dormitory to wash up, changed their clothes and hurried to the classroom.

Of the more than forty people in the class, 27 were not in the dormitory last night.

But because of what happened in the rehearsal in the auditorium last night, the other students who didn't follow to the coffee shop all tacitly kept silent, except for those in Wang Shibiao's dormitory!

But Wang Shibiao always feels weird today.

Not long after Lin Baoyue and others came in, the class bell rang, and then the teacher came in, and everyone spread out their books and went to class normally.

Everything seems to be normal, but not normal.

Wang Shibiao wanted to get close to the girls during the class break, and he seemed concerned to ask them what program they were preparing again.However, as soon as he came over, the other party was going to the bathroom before he spoke, or he was sleepy, so he closed his eyes and slept for a while. In short, no one was willing to talk to him!

Even Meng Xiaoling, who had a crush on him before, didn't even look at him.

What else do you not understand?This obviously knows something.

Wang Shibiao's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, he thought about all the details after what happened last night, and finally, he turned his head and cast his gloomy eyes on Shi Wei.
Because the eleventh day is the holiday tomorrow afternoon, even if it is a university, everyone has no intention of studying at this time, and they will no longer go to the library to occupy a seat after dinner in the afternoon, and gather in the auditorium in twos and threes.

"I heard that during the rehearsal last night, the programs of two classes were repeated."

"Is there such a thing? Didn't you find out when the student union received the program list in advance?"

"It seems that the names they reported are different. One is called "The Drunken Concubine" and the other is called "New Century". So just by looking at the names, how would the students know that the programs are the same?"

"What then?"

"It seems that "New Century" is being kept, and another one is going to be replaced."

"In other words, "The Drunken Concubine" copied "New Century"?"

"Probably so."

"Really, isn't it just performing a show, why plagiarize? This year's freshmen are really not good!"

"Who said it wasn't."

Although there were not many people watching during the rehearsal, the plagiarism of the dances of Class [-] and Class [-] of the freshman engineering management was spread, and everyone subconsciously believed that the one that was kept must be the original version.

As for the out, it must be plagiarism.

Bian Huailiang listened to these words for some reason, and Xin Zejiang, the second class counselor, was also there.

He patted Bian Huailiang on the shoulder and comforted, "It's all rumors, it may not be true. Besides, even if it is true, it's just a show. Let me talk about them later. These children are real, so I can't change them. Do I have to fight with you?"

Bian Huailiang turned his head to look at Xin Zejiang, pretending to be a fucking fool, can't tell how proud he is?

It's just about one show.
In fact, Xin Zejiang didn't care much about chores like the party, and it was also because he elected the monitor early on, and most of the things were handed over to Jing Chaoming.

But Bian Huailiang knew that Deng Weiwei and Lin Baoyue composed and directed this dance in their class.

If this can be repeated, it can only explain one fact.
But Bian Huailiang didn't say anything to Xin Zejiang, and he didn't go to Deng Weiwei and Lin Baoyue to find out the truth before the party started. He wanted to see how these kids would handle this matter.

So I sat with the leaders and counselors in the courtyard and the department, quietly waiting for the show of their engineering management class to start
"Next, we invite the girls from class 2000, Class [-], to perform a group dance "New Century". The lead dancer is Guo Youhong!"

Because of the small episode in the rehearsal last night, Class Two received much attention when performing this dance.

Lin Baoyue looked at Guo Youhong, who was the lead dancer on the stage, and thought that she could dance no worse than Deng Weiwei, even a layman like her could see that every movement of her was well done.

Perhaps this is also the reason why she decided to copy their dance.

"What did you change it to?"

Xiao Yizhou came over after dinner, and now he was standing in a corner of the auditorium with Lin Baoyue, watching the stolen dance with her.

"You'll find out later."

Lin Baoyue smiled mysteriously. She was dressed more casually today than yesterday, but the clothes were samples made in Fatty's factory. A white striped shirt and black wide-leg pants looked simple but eye-catching.

She only wished that Fatty's new trademark "Bao Dai" could be printed on the back in large size.

Advertising, free advertising!
Of course it must be stupid.

Seeing that the time was about the same, Lin Baoyue approached Xiao Yizhou and talked to him, then turned around and walked backstage.

However, what she didn't know was that less than a minute after she left, there was suddenly another person in her place!

Xiao Yizhou turned his head to look at Zhang Weiming who was standing beside him with a calm face, squinted his eyes, then turned his head to look at the stage, and continued to enjoy the show that he couldn't watch at all.

"Xiao Yizhou, you are despicable!"

Xiao Yizhou's eyes were still fixed on the stage in front of him, his expression was calm, and he did not become angry because of Zhang Weiming's words.

"The letter I put on Lin Baoyue's desk for the first time half a year ago, you took it away, right?"

Xiao Yizhou remained silent.

"At that time, I thought that Lin Baoyue had read the letter, and no reply probably meant rejection, so I gave up. But then she gave me an expensive purple clay teapot. I am very happy, and I will..."

"I also have a purple clay teapot!" Xiao Yizhou finally said, with a hint of sarcasm in his deep voice, "She also gave Zheng Tao a pot, if you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Zhang Weiming was stunned!
"Impossible, that jug"

"She has a lot of purple clay teapots in her house, a cabinet full of them. Those teapots are not rare to her. She gave one to everyone who had a good relationship with her before graduating from high school. Shen Lan and He Wenjie also have them."

At this moment, Zhang Weiming became very depressed. He was full of hope, but it was not.

But
"But why would she put a peach in the pot?"

This sentence is not so much that Zhang Weiming is asking Xiao Yizhou, it is better to say that he is muttering to himself. Originally, he had hope for the purple clay pot, but now it has been shattered.

Could he still transfer his hope to a peach now?
At that time, he was not willing to eat it, and he had to throw it away until it broke.

However, what he didn't know was that when Xiao Yizhou heard his words, his heart was ablaze with rage!

Peach?
Why did Zhang Weiming have peaches in his pot but not his?Why?
The dead girl really treated Zhang Weiming differently at that time, and even argued that she didn't remember giving Zhang Weiming anything.

fraud!

See how he cleans her up at night!
"Next, I invite Class 2000, Class [-], to perform a performance called 'Song Skewers'."

At this time, the host happened to announce Lin Baoyue and his class. Xiao Yizhou and Zhang Weiming temporarily put the gunpowder between them aside, and looked seriously at the figure appearing on the stage