return to the third grade

Chapter 129
After enough trouble, Zhou Shao said seriously: "Can you dance?"

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head.

"Sing?"

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head.

"Musical instruments?"

Keep shaking your head.

Zhou Shao was helpless: "Then what will you do?"

Ling Xiaoxiao spread her hands: "I'm worried because I don't know anything, otherwise, what do you think I'm worried about, maybe it's because there are too many and I don't know how to choose?"

Zhou Shao was depressed, he didn't expect this situation!

"Then what should I do? I can sing and dance, how about we have a duet as a couple?" As she spoke, she winked at Ling Xiaoxiao.

"No, definitely not!" Ling Xiaoxiao objected without even thinking about it. Even if the male god couldn't catch up, she wouldn't degenerate to have CP with such a playboy.

Ling Xiaoxiao's disgusting gaze successfully hit Zhou Shao, who felt good about himself: "Hey, what kind of gaze is that? Anyway, we are also a school girl, and a handsome young man who is facing the wind. Sing love songs with me, you It should be an honor.”

Ling Xiaoxiao looked even more disgusted: "Are you sure it's an honor or not a misfortune?"

Zhou Shao was completely depressed: "Isn't he young and ignorant at the beginning? Who hasn't been young and frivolous."

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement: "Ignorance is indeed evident."

"You!" Zhou Shao blushed, angry! "Then you can think about the show, anyway, this young master can do anything, he can play whatever he wants, hmph."

As she said that, she turned her head arrogantly, and stopped talking to Ling Xiaoxiao, so as not to vomit blood in anger.

Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head and saw Brother Zhen's curious eyes: "You really want to put on a show with him?"

"Let's talk about it, I haven't written a word yet," Ling Xiaoxiao spread her hands, "Isn't there still a week left? Don't worry, it really can't be done. When you go up to punch, I will act as a tree beside you."

Brother Zhen laughed: "You really know how to play a tree, hahaha."

Nie Wan and Yao Manni are looking forward to this class party. Both of them have learned talents since they were young. They will prepare a flute and a guzheng for an ensemble.

Ling Xiaoxiao watched Nie Wan and Yao Manni prepare scores and match chords happily every day, and watched Brother Zhen punching a set of punches in the dormitory when he had nothing to do. Are there going to be a show?Stand up and promise not to kill you.

Yue Pingjun knew from Brother Zhen what Ling Xiaoxiao was worried about, he was very puzzled, and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with a frown: "Xiaoxiao, you really haven't learned any talents?"

Being said so in front of a male god made Ling Xiaoxiao even more sad, who hasn't been young and ignorant?Cough cough cough. . .

Seeing that Ling Xiaoxiao's face started to turn black, Yue Pingjun sensitively sensed that he might be in danger, so he hurried back to make amends: "Look, you are so talkative on weekdays, why don't you write a joke and find a classmate to tell you Cross talk."

That's a good idea!Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up. She has basically heard all the cross talk jokes of a famous person in her previous life, and they are used to pass the time. Even if she can't remember the complete ones now, she will splice them together for next week's class activities That's enough.

"That's a good idea, I didn't expect you to be smart!" Ling Xiaoxiao patted Yue Pingjun on the shoulder and gave him high praise.

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao's face cleared after the rain, Yue Pingjun patted his chest in fear, and looked innocently at Brother Zhen and Jiang Zizhuo, why did he inexplicably feel a lot of pressure just now? . . .

Ling Xiaoxiao is an activist. When she had an idea, she spent a morning self-study to sort out an idea, and then used the noon and afternoon evening self-study to write a draft.

As a native of Bincheng, Zhou Shao naturally does not need to live on campus, so he packs his schoolbag and prepares to go home after school in the afternoon.

"I've decided on our show," Ling Xiaoxiao put the cross talk lines in his hand on his desk: "Let's have a cross talk, this is a joke I wrote, you go back and have a look, if you have any comments, please mark it Let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

"Cross talk?" Zhou Shao picked up the two pieces of paper on the table and looked at them. He really hadn't thought about this, but considering Ling Xiaoxiao's performance on weekdays, this show is quite suitable for her.

"It seems quite interesting. You are very good. You wrote this yourself?" Zhou Shao laughed out loud after watching a passage.

Ling Xiaoxiao was ashamed, this was considered plagiarism, she really had no other choice, otherwise she wouldn't have done something she despised, this was plagiarizing the fruits of other people's brainwork.

"That's not it," Lingxiaoxia said vaguely, "Oh, don't worry about it, just let you see it. Why are there so many nonsense, let's go."

Zhou Shao didn't know why he felt like he was slapping the horse's leg when he praised him, but seeing that Ling Xiaoxiao didn't want to say more, he withdrew his schoolbag first.

"Xiaoxiao, you really talked to him about cross talk." Brother Zhen leaned over and looked at her.

"Otherwise, I won't be able to find a suitable person for this meeting, and you can't help me if all your shows are reported." Ling Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly, saying that cross talk is better than singing love songs!
"You didn't say before that you want to talk about cross talk. If you had made up your mind early in the morning, I would definitely not go to boxing. Talking about cross talk is so fun." Brother Zhen felt very sorry.

"Yue Pingjun also reminded me just now, if he said earlier, I would have settled down sooner." Ling Xiaoxiao was so angry when she thought of his sentence 'you really haven't learned any talents'.

"This kid is so stupid, why didn't he know to say earlier, no, I have to reform him again, how does this IQ and reaction get into the key class." Brother Zhen squeezed his knuckles.

"Well, well, you're welcome, just do it." Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly made up the knife.

"Xiaoxiao, show me your jokes too. What did you write? Why did Zhou Shao laugh like that just now?" Brother Zhen was a little curious again.

Ling Xiaoxiao took out her share of lines, and just about to hand it to Brother Zhen, she took it back: "You'd better wait until the day of the party to listen to us, it won't be interesting now when you finish reading it."

"It's okay." Although Brother Zhen felt a little regretful, but after thinking about it, it would be more interesting to listen to them when the time comes.

The next day Zhou Shao came to the school and kept rubbing his face: "Xiaoxiao, what you wrote is so funny, I almost died laughing, there is nothing to change, let's just say so, I have no objection."

People who follow the gorgeous route have no objection, and she doesn't bother to change it anymore. The final exam is coming soon, and this thing has already taken up a lot of her time.

"That's it. Let's divide the roles and each recite their own parts. Two days before the party, let's find time to compare."

"Okay, you wrote the joke, so I'll praise you. If you recite it for fun, I will recite it for you." Zhou Shao is very self-aware, and the time is short, so he may not be able to recite too much funny content.

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded, she doesn't care which role she plays, this is the duty of a class representative, as long as she can complete it.

(End of this chapter)