Emerald pupil

On the first day of school, Yao Feifei began to show off in class that her parents are wealthy businessmen in the city, and her mother is also the president of the Jiangzhou Women Entrepreneurs Association. She often invites everyone to eat at KFC on weekends. classmates.

This made Jiang Mengjie, who was born in a scholarly family, very displeased. Jiang Mengjie's parents were both teachers at Jiangzhou University, and her father was an associate professor in the Chinese Department. She practiced piano hard since she was a child, and she was pretty. He was still the captain of the school, but he didn't expect to be only a cultural and entertainment committee member in the No. [-] Middle School of the city.

So seeing Yao Feifei deflated, she was very happy, and even said on her mouth: "Wang Ping, please stay, just to help us come up with ideas, what kind of program should our class put on for the art festival?"

Although Yao Feifei was slapped in the face by that boy just now, she held back her breath in her heart, so when she saw Jiang Mengjie asking Wang Ping for advice, she couldn't help but snorted, wanting to win back her face even more, and show those people her face. So I said first: "Ask her, what does she know? I think it's better to rehearse the group dance. Our whole class will be there, and the momentum must be huge."

When Wang Ping heard that everyone was going to be dragged up to dance, her mind suddenly went dark. She remembered that in her previous life, she was also dragged into a group dance in front of 800 people in the art festival of junior high school. The embarrassing incident where I tripped over my own skirt and fell on the stage in the school auditorium shuddered.

I also thought of He Zhihui's dancing posture in the dance studio last night. She will definitely go to dance that day, and the audience will be watching.With a jewel like He Zhihui in front, it would be a big embarrassment if Class [-] was going to dance some kind of dance!

When Wang Ping thought of this, she couldn't help shaking her head: "No. No, group dancing is definitely not acceptable."

Seeing Wang Ping's rebuttal, Yao Feifei immediately sneered and said, "Why are you interfering again? I asked you to stay and listen and listen carefully. If you say this is not good, then why don't you tell me what program our class has?"

Seeing Yao Feifei sternly questioning herself, Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, but she quickly had an idea, remembering the kung fu that Ye Hui was going to teach her today, and immediately blurted out: "Why don't we play military boxing?" ?”

"What?" Yao Feifei froze for a moment.

Wang Ping had cleared her mind at this moment: "That's right, it's military boxing. Didn't you say that the whole class is going to be loud? I thought about it. Dancing is not about being loud, but military boxing Yes. Ye Hui, you can teach me."

When Ye Hui heard the word "military boxing", she glanced at the sluggishness before her eyes and immediately shone, but she looked at the students around her, and thought about the qualifications of those students in the class, she couldn't help but wondered: " Can they?"

Wang Ping hurriedly added: "It's not for you to teach the real kung fu. It's the performance, the instant kind, you know?"

Ye Hui continued to wonder: "Is there such a thing?"

Wang Ping said firmly: "There must be, go back and find out." Wang Ping is very sure, because she saw it with her own eyes when she was in college.

When Wang Ping was in college in her last life, unlike the military training in junior high school that ended hastily in a week, the military training in college took more than half a month at their school.At the end of the military parade report, it is not just a process of each square formation, but also a performance of selected outstanding students to perform military boxing and dagger exercises on the playground.

At that time, I was unknown and mediocre.Naturally, he would not be selected as an outstanding student. When performing offstage, he would sit on the side steps and watch as an audience. At that time, he watched two or 300 people in green camouflage rushing up from the playground. Waving the dagger, shouting the slogan "Kill, kill, kill!", which made the blood of the onlookers below them boil, and they wished they could rush down and follow along with "Kill. Kill, kill!"

The effect of this empathy is nothing but that one time.Now I only experience it when I see He Zhihui's dance.But if their class also goes up to do a set of military boxing at this art festival, then they don't have to worry about colliding with He Zhihui's dance.

Different from He Zhihui's feminine charm, military boxing is the cohesion of masculinity, full of strength and beauty, that kind of vigor and vigor, Wang Ping believes that if it can be practiced well, it will definitely give the whole school teachers and students a Great shock, this kind of shock is definitely not inferior to the charm of He Zhihui's dance.

Seeing Wang Ping's certainty, Ye Hui couldn't help but nodded: "Okay, I'll ask when I get back from this holiday."

Jiang Mengjie didn't expect everyone to settle down so quickly, and she hasn't played her role as a cultural and entertainment committee member yet, so she asked with some hesitation, "So it's settled like this?"

Ye Hui and Fang Hua nodded repeatedly when they heard the words, they would rather go to military boxing than dancing some group dance or doing military boxing.

Unexpectedly, Yao Feifei retorted: "You say military boxing is military boxing! Is military boxing an art? I object. I think it is better to dance in a group. After all, that is more normal. The one you said I have never heard of military boxing before, and Ye Hui is still not sure about it! Dancing looks good, so I choose to dance!"

The former sports committee member who opposed Yao Feifei's plan to drive Wang Ping away couldn't help shouting at the thought of going to a nonsense group dance by himself: "Military boxing!"

"Group dance!"

"Military Boxing!"

"Group dance!"

Seeing the two people arguing like black-eyed chickens, Jiang Mengjie couldn't help covering her head: "Stop arguing, let's vote!"

The boy shouted: "Okay, Wang Ping also counts as one vote."

Yao Feifei immediately widened her eyes when she heard the words: "No, she is not a class leader, she is just an auditor, how can it be counted, not counted!"

"Calculate!"

"It doesn't count!"

Wang Ping couldn't help but get black lines. She didn't seem to remember being so naive when she was in junior high school. Even the elementary school she just graduated from didn't seem to be so naive.

She could only smile, and said softly, "I don't count, you all vote."

Yao Feifei immediately became happy when she heard Wang Ping's words, and gave the boy a look: "Look, he gave up on his own, what are you doing!"

But Yao Feifei was not happy for long, because the result of the vote was that everyone agreed with Wang Ping's military boxing except for Yao Feifei's own vote.

In this way, the performance of military boxing by the sixth class of the art festival was decided, but everyone agreed to keep it secret, and I will give everyone a big surprise at the art festival!

Naturally, the burden fell on Ye Hui and Jiang Mengjie.

Yao Feifei was naturally very dissatisfied with this result, and she was even more aggrieved by Yao Yao's failure to vote for her. When she got home at night, she cried and threw herself on the bed.Seeing her daughter like this, Yao Feifei's mother couldn't help but knock on the door and come in: "Feifei, ah, what's the matter?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Support is my greatest motivation.)