After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 283 Do you want to be the host?
Eleven at night.

The party is over.

Qiao Liang went to Bauhinia Street to spend the night tonight.

Anting originally wanted to drive Song Ci and Qiao Liang home, but as soon as he got in the car, he seemed to have thought of something. He got out of the car and asked Song Ci to drive Qiao Liang back, while he turned back to Fatty's house.

as predicted.

When Anting returned to the rooftop, Zhu Jiajun was cleaning alone.

"Ah...Brother Ting, why are you back?"

Hearing this, Anting showed a heartwarming smile and said, "I'll clean it up with you."

"Thank you... Sometimes, Brother Ting is like a hero, always showing up when I need help."

In Zhu Jiajun's mind, Anting is indeed like a hero.

When he was bullied, Anting was the first to appear; when he was confused about his future, Anting would still stand up.

"What a hero. Just forget that Gao Fei is disgusting. Don't do this to me."

That kid Gao Fei has become more and more disgusting since he fell in love with Lin Yong. He said what he said a few days ago - I want to marry the girl I liked when I was a teenager.

It disgusted everyone so much that even Song Ci couldn't stand it.

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Jiajun couldn't help laughing and complained: "It's really disgusting."

Laughed for a while.

stopped.

Zhu Jiajun in the corner seemed to have thought of something. A few meters away, he looked at Anting under the light bulb and hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Anting was a little confused and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it. What is our relationship..."

"nothing…"

soon.

Anting finished cleaning up the fat man, and saw that it was getting late, so he left.

Zhu Jiajun originally wanted to lend his car to Anting to avoid the trouble of walking back.

Anting refused, "No, I'm very full. It's good to take a walk. Think of it as an after-dinner exercise. I'll drive your motorcycle back. How can your parents go to work?"

Ok.

The fat man does not have a car at home, only a motorcycle.

Both parents worked in the same factory and rode the same motorcycle to and from get off work every day.

Hearing this, Zhu Jiajun realized that he had said unrealistic nonsense, rubbed the back of his head, and said awkwardly: "Well, be careful on the road, Brother Ting."

"Bye..."

Before Anting could go far, Zhu Jiajun from behind spoke again.

"Brother Ting..."

"Ok?"

Anting is a very casual person in life. When the weather is cold, his hair will grow longer; in spring like now, he will cut his hair very short, and even push the sides and back very high, and it will be short in the middle. hair.

Not a handsome guy in the traditional sense.

He has a temperament that no one can imitate.

At this moment, under the reflection of the moonlight and street lights, Anting heard Zhu Jiajun's call, stopped on the spot, looked back and stared at the other person.

One in the brightly lit area, the other in the dark side.

Anting showed a casual calmness, "What's wrong? Have you thought of a birthday gift?"

He owed Fatty a birthday wish.

"It's nothing. Thank you very much, Brother Ting, for being my friend."

Do a humble person like me really have the right to stand with you?

Hearing this, Anting's thoughts wandered far away, going back to his previous life when he was 20 years old. During the most depressed period of his life, the only person who played games with him was this fat man.

after awhile.

The young man smiled and said, "It's my pleasure."

"Um…"

After forcing out an unflattering but genuine smile, Zhu Jiajun turned around and entered the room.

Anting still stood there, with his hands in his pockets, looking at the fat man's back. In a daze, he seemed to see the withered cherry blossoms again.

April is almost over and the cherry blossoms are still withering.

……

On the way home.

Just when Anting was a little concerned about Zhu Jiajun's abnormality tonight, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang. He took it out and looked at it, but he didn't expect it to be Xu Qingshu's phone number.

The resentful class teacher...

Every time you call yourself, something bad will happen.

Anting thought for a while and pressed the answer button. Although she was the resentful class teacher, the young man did not hate her and said, "Hello, Teacher Xu."

"Mr. Song?"

Stop pinching, stop pinching, a 26-year-old aunt is always playing with the pinch sound.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"It's like this. Our school's [-]th anniversary will be in one month. As a successful local entrepreneur, you still walked out of our school. On behalf of the school, I would like to invite you back to school to participate in the anniversary. I don't know if Appreciation?"

During the school sports meeting last year, in the conversation between Anting and Xu Qingshu, he did mention that he was from No. [-] Middle School, but he did not say that he graduated from No. [-] Middle School.

I haven’t graduated yet!
however.

He really couldn't explain it.

I didn’t expect that the 30th anniversary of No. 2008 Middle School would be here soon. It is currently 30, and it should have been the year when the circle was drawn [-] years ago.

The secret base should be the hottest local company.

Although the assets are not as good as those of large companies that have been in business for a long time, the brand is well-known, partly due to Gu Xueli's recent popularity.

It is definitely not too much to call an outstanding entrepreneur.

After a while, Anting said in a strange tone: "Well, I will be there when the time comes."

"Awesome! Looking forward to meeting you!"

Xu Qingshu has a strong impression of Mr. Song, whom he has never met before. He is an outstanding entrepreneur with a lot of money at a young age. He also loves his alma mater. He is quite humane, speaks softly and has no arrogance at all.

Although there are elements of YY in it, Xu Qingshu did come up with a perfect image.

Now that I finally have the opportunity to see Mr. Song, I can't say how happy I am.

Anting had a completely different idea.

He just replied - I will be there when the time comes.

To a certain extent, Anting, as a sophomore in high school, will definitely be present, and there is nothing wrong with this statement.However, this sentence sounded completely different to Xu Qingshu.

……

School celebration.

To put it bluntly, it's actually the school's birthday.

The No. 30 Middle School was established in June 16 years ago. Calculated in the school calendar, it should be the [-]th week, and there is still one month left.

The academic calendar is 20 to 21 weeks per semester. There should be no need to explain this kind of thing.

Because it cannot affect the normal teaching order, the specific time is Saturday morning of the 16th week.

Anyway, it means spending half a day at school.

By then, thousands of alumni will return to the school to visit, and some honorary alumni will take the stage to speak.

The school may feel that just having honorary alumni speak is too boring, and plans to arrange some student performances to intersperse them with a bit of fun.

The school anniversary, unlike the New Year's Day party, lasts so long, only one and a half hours in total.

There is no need to arrange too many performances, four or five will be enough.

The school does not force each club and class to put on a program. Registration is voluntary, and of course there will be some rewards to attract students.

Our hero is a famous lazy dog ​​who doesn't want to get into any trouble.

And in fact.

He really didn't have to do the show because the school gave him another task - host.

Xu Qingshu cut his teeth first and then played the part, saying: "An Ting, on the day of the school anniversary, the school needs a man and a woman to be the host. I recommend you to the school... The school is very satisfied and directly agreed."

Anting: "???"

You recommend it and the school agrees...

You are happy, what about me?
"Ah... Teacher Xu, I have no enmity with you. Why do you want to trick me like this?"

Hearing Anting's indignation, Xu Qingshu didn't take it seriously and said: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, your appearance is so good, and you know the people in the secret base, it will be very convenient to host it when the time comes."

Anting really doesn't want to take this job.

Just imagine, when the time comes, I, the boss behind the scenes, will stand on the stage as the host, and my subordinates will be the guests below. Am I shameless?

Anting was still resisting, shaking his head wildly.

Oyster oyster oyster oyster~
Seeing that he was too stubborn, Xu Qingshu changed the topic and said: "Well... OK, if you are really not happy, then I will find someone else to be Song Ci's partner..."

Anting, who was about to leave, stopped when he heard this, turned around and looked at Xu Qingshu, squinting his eyes, revealing a trace of determination.

"Hmm...is Song Ci the female host?"

"Well, do you agree?"

"Ok!"

Xu Qingshu got a satisfactory answer and left with satisfaction.

actually…

At the beginning, Xu Qingshu's candidate for the female host was Qiao Liang. On the one hand, that girl's appearance was very good. From the perspective of an adult like Xu Qingshu, Qiao Liang's appearance was better than Song Ci's. Suitable to be a host; on the other hand, Song Ci is the number one in grade, and he doesn't want her to be distracted by such trivial matters.

However, the girl seemed a little entangled, and finally refused, and then it was Song Ci's turn.

……

The students had no objections to Anting and Song Ci becoming hosts.

The main thing is to object. Even if you want to object, you have to weigh yourself - is it worthy?

As mentioned before, the school anniversary is different from the New Year's Day party. It lasts for 90 minutes, interspersed with honorary alumni and school performances.

The host's workload is actually very small.

There is no need to rehearse, just have a draft ready when the time comes.

Although Xu Qingshu recommended the two of them himself, he still hoped that they would not spend too much time on this matter.

In the office of the sophomore year of high school.

Xu Qingshu said to the two of them: "The graduation test will be in two weeks, don't forget it."

Anting and Song Ci nodded and said, "Oh."

The final exam is about physics, chemistry and biology in liberal arts and politics, history and geography in science.

It sounds serious, but it is actually very simple. Classes will be suspended during the week of the final exam, and all students will concentrate on preparing for the exam subjects. Basically, they can pass by rote memorization.

Just have a hand.

After the final exam, the senior high school students have graduated, and we have to replace them and become the new round of exam preparers.

It’s time to enter the last year of high school career.

"Okay, there is nothing else to do next, you two go back first."

When the two of them walked to the door of the office, Xu Qingshu seemed to have thought of something and said, "Oh, by the way, do you have relevant clothing?"

The host, of course, has to wear a dress or something.

Hearing this, the two of them thought about it for a while, and they coincidentally thought of going together - two years ago, when their parents remarried, they bought a matching dress.

Song Ci replied: "Yes, when my mother and uncle remarried, I bought a set."

Anting nodded and said, "Yes, I have one too."

Xu Qingshu was even happier, "Okay, I'll tell the school and it will save money."

Watching the young man and the girl leave, Xu Qingshu sat on the office chair, holding his chin with one hand, looking at the two people with great interest.

Rather than saying that they are siblings, they are indeed more CP-like...

and many more…

Xu Qingshu suddenly discovered something - when she invited Song Ci to be the host, the other party refused. When she heard that the other person was Anting, she suddenly changed her mind. In the same way, when she invited Anting, the other party also refused. , hearing that the other one was Song Ci, he also changed his mind.

Is it really just a sibling relationship?

Just when Xu Qingshu was thinking about this, Teacher Xu, the head teacher of the art class, came in. When he came in, he found that there were no other teachers in the office, so he quickly came up to post a sticker.

"Love letter, I'm so tired!"

"Hey... don't be like this, you're at work."

After being promoted to the second year of high school, Teacher Xu was still Qiao Liang's class teacher, that is, the head teacher of the second year art class.

She suddenly thought of something, stopped posting, and suddenly said: "I heard, the school seems to have invited the boss of the secret base, love letter, are you going to meet the person you like?"

"It's not that exaggerated. I admit that I have a slight crush on her, but it's impossible for me to be obsessed with someone of the opposite sex I've never met."

Xu Qingshu's favorable impression of Mr. Song is like a netizen with whom he has written letters for a long time. He has a favorable impression, but he definitely doesn't like him.

Get to know it first, and then slowly understand it before you can consider other things.

"Hey, I heard what you said. If we meet this time, if even the appearance is your thing, wouldn't you have to pay the price?"

Xu Qingshu replied with a hint of ridicule: "Yes, yes, if it suits my aesthetics, I will post it on the spot!"

(End of this chapter)