return to the third grade

Chapter 140
This kind of get-together must have the leader's speech. This year's freshman get-together, the leaders of the school came very neatly, and basically all of them were present.

But this time the old principal did not come to the stage. The one who spoke was Chen Guannian, the dean of the first grade and class teacher of the twelfth class. He looked about the same age as Liu Yanqing, but he was in good shape. He didn't have an obvious general belly and his hair was also It is also very strong and densely growing on the top of the head.

Chen Guannian wore a pair of glasses. He looked gentle and spoke in a slow tone. His speech was very simple. He didn't take the manuscript. He just said a few words casually and went down. will officially begin.

The students in No. [-] Middle School are very talented. Ling Xiaoxiao watched the show very seriously and found that there are too many capable people. Leaving aside all kinds of dances, the common blowing, playing, playing and singing can be found almost everywhere on the stage, and every performer, At a glance, it is clear that they have been learning since they were very young and have a deep foundation. The ensemble of Nie Wan and Yao Manni, which had already surprised Ling Xiaoxiao, is like a drop of water flowing into the ocean.

Brother Zhen's martial arts performance, in Ling Xiaoxiao's words, was used to attract fans. She re-adjusted her martial arts moves after the exam, which was even more exciting than when she performed in Class Nine before. The little girls in the audience didn't care about it at all. Is there a teacher and leader present, just keep calling her name, super super crazy.

The students in Class [-] rehearsed a sketch—"Gifts". The script was very novel, and there were constant applause and jokes. Back, speaking tremblingly and still drawing a long voice, when he opened his mouth, the people in the audience couldn't help laughing.Ling Xiaoxiao's stomach hurts from laughing, she wiped her tears while rubbing her stomach, No. [-] Middle School is indeed the place where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this script writer is too good.

During the rehearsal before, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't pay much attention to it. After watching it all the way, she found that every program was super exciting. In comparison, the cross talk between herself and Zhou Shao was just a coincidence, and there was nothing particularly brilliant about it.

Halfway through the show, Ling Xiaoxiao and Zhou Shao were called backstage by Yue Pingjun to make final preparations. Ling Xiaoxiao's relatives were with her two days ago and she couldn't care about anything, so she changed into a long robe only to find out that the clothes were only a little thinner, but the length remained the same , still a bit dragging the floor.

Seeing her constantly tugging at the clothes, Zhou Shao couldn't help but said, "Didn't you wear this clothes yesterday? Isn't it too late for you to be dissatisfied now?"

Ling Xiaoxiao gave him a blank look: "Why is it still so long? I can't walk normally like this."

"No way, my mother asked someone to borrow it from the theater troupe. I can only sew it up to make it thinner. I can change it back later. The length is not easy to change. There is piping at the bottom. It will be weird to put it in and look at it." Zhou Shao's robe has also been slightly adjusted to suit his figure better.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked down, and sure enough there was a piping at the bottom, but it was weird to look at it. . .It will not be popular to increase the height of sports shoes, otherwise it will look better if you padded up your height.

Soon it was the turn of the two of them. Originally, their show was the last to be on stage, but the teacher in charge of the rehearsal always felt that it was weird to set the cross talk as the last show, so she moved the show forward. Ling Xiaoxiao didn't care about the first show. Zhou Shao doesn't even care about a few appearances, what he wants is to be on stage, and this is already satisfied.

Ling Xiaoxiao walked up the steps carefully with her clothes in her hands. When the host announced the curtain, someone had already gone up to put the microphone stand on the stage, and they walked up each holding a microphone.

The students in class [-] clapped desperately when they saw them on stage, and the students from the two classes next to them also helped, and the other classes also applauded without knowing it.

Ling Xiaoxiao is actually a little nervous. No matter before or after rebirth, she is just an ordinary little girl. In her previous life, she was even more ordinary. She has never performed on stage. This is the first time she has shown herself in front of so many people. Looking at Zhou Shao, who was also a little nervous, Ling Xiaoxiao felt that she should relax a bit, otherwise both of them would be nervous, and today's cross talk would definitely not be effective.

Putting the microphone into the microphone stand, and adjusting the height in a similar manner, Ling Xiaoxiao secretly adjusted her breathing during this process, trying to relax herself as much as possible, feeling Ling Xiaoxiao's rhythm, Zhou Shao on the side also relaxed, The two looked at each other and were about to start.

"Student Zhou, do you know why I told you that it's better to stand here and talk about cross talk?"

"why?"

"It's easy to say! The teacher arranged for someone to lead the applause. You see, as soon as we got on the stage, there was a lot of applause. Once we opened our mouths, there must be another applause."

At the beginning, it was different from the previous ones in the class. The students in Class [-] were already listening seriously. When they heard that two people were asking for applause on the stage, they quickly clapped their hands again.The following lines were slowly picked up. After all, it was not the first time for the two of them to speak, and the changes were small. The more they spoke, the better they were. The revised lines were even more cheesy. Matching their expressions and tone, the audience booed There was a lot of sound, and many students threw the fluorescent sticks in their hands onto the stage one by one while laughing.

Of course, at the end, Ling Xiaoxiao still did not forget to confess that this story is purely fictional, and then, the students who didn't buy it threw away a whole body of light sticks, and it ended in warm applause.

Ling Xiaoxiao walked behind Zhou Shao, thinking about the atmosphere just now, and the two people's zero mistakes, she felt a little bit complacent, once she was complacent, she forgot to look at her feet and forgot to pull the hem of her clothes, and almost fell when she stepped on the hem of her clothes when she went down the steps. If Zhou Shao in front hadn't turned back in time to support her, she would have rolled down the steps.But even so, Ling Xiaoxiao still twisted one of her feet, and it hurts a little bit.

Zhou Shao supported her and looked at her feet nervously: "Are you okay, how are your feet? Can you still walk? I'll help you to sit on the chair over there for a while."

Ling Xiaoxiao moved her ankle a little, and felt that there should be no problem with the bones, so she felt a little relieved: "You help me over there, and then ask Brother Zhen to come backstage."

Zhou Shao supported her with both hands, trying not to force her feet. After a few steps, the two of them walked for a long time before arriving: "Sit down for a while, I'll go find Brother Zhen."

As soon as Zhou Shao left, Ling Xiaoxiao lifted the hem of her robe to look at her ankles, but she felt that she had been staring at her all the time. She looked up and found that it was Jiang Zizhuo who was looking at her with complicated eyes, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her expression was not very clear. Well, is this person concerned about himself?But if you are concerned, it shouldn't be this kind of expression, Ling Xiaoxiao is a little puzzled, she can't figure it out and doesn't bother to think about it, she lowers her head and continues to look at her feet.

(End of this chapter)