return to the third grade

Chapter 233

Naturally, her good roommate Brother Zhen followed Yue Pingjun, carrying Ling Xiaoxiao's favorite fried rice and a bottle of refreshing drink.

"Why are you here too?" Ling Xiaoxiao took the lunch box a little strangely, Brother Zhen is not such a person who likes to join in the fun.

"I'm afraid you'll feel bored, so I'll come here to accompany you." Brother Zhen bumped Ling Xiaoxiao with his shoulder: "Am I very loyal and a buddy?"

Ling Xiaoxiao black line, can this girl stop being such a man all the time. . .According to Jin Shenai and the others, she really has the illusion of living with a man now.

The four of them chatted and laughed after lunch, Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly drove the two of them back. Those who came to see the performance in the afternoon were children from the first and second grades of junior high school. Brother Zhen and the others still had classes in the afternoon, and she was very afraid that there would be people in the backstage. I came out and saw them again, begging for introductions or something, it was terrible.

After lunch, Ling Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zizhuo returned to the backstage. It was not too early. After a while, the audience should enter the arena, and the countdown to the performance would officially start in the backstage.

When Ling Xiaoxiao entered the backstage, she saw that Jin Shenai and the others had changed into their stage costumes and were applying makeup in front of the mirror. She came to Park Meihui and asked, "Can I help you?"

Park Meihui looked back and saw Ling Xiaoxiao, super happy: "Have you finished your lunch? That's great, each of them has several sets of costumes, the color and size are different for everyone, I remember a little Confused, have you brought a pen and paper, write it down on paper, I am afraid that after the opening, there will be a lot of people in the backstage, and I will take the wrong one."

Hearing what she said, Ling Xiaoxiao quickly took out a pen and paper from her schoolbag. In the front pocket of her schoolbag was a sticky note, which could just be pasted with her name on it.The two of them worked for a long time before finishing the clothes. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the clothes on a hanger in front of her, and asked Pu Meihui with her head tilted: "They brought these clothes here? This person must have several sets, right? "

Park Meihui returned the pen to Ling Xiaoxiao: "They said that the clothes to be worn are different for each show, and different shows require different outfits, not only a few of them, I see that other people have brought so many clothes. "

Ling Xiaoxiao was a little bit tongue-tied at these clothes: "Wait a minute, the children in junior high school will have a feast for their eyes, they treat this art performance so grandly."

Park Mi-hye smiled: "The art school I came to is very famous in Korea. In the groups launched by many brokerage companies, most of the members are selected from the outstanding students of this art school. Therefore, in order for these students to debut smoothly , will desperately seize every opportunity, these students who come this time are said to be the best group in the school."

"How do you know so much?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Park Meihui in surprise.

"Of course I asked. I don't have a language barrier with them, so of course I can ask more." Park Meihui smiled proudly.

"You are amazing! Thank you for your hard work, remember to share with me any more information like this in the future." Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Park Meihui flatteringly, which made Park Meihui laugh.

After finishing the clothes and accessories of the five people, they sat aside and waited for the show to begin. The host of the show was an interpreter who came with the delegation and a student from the art school.

At 01:30, the show officially started. Ling Xiaoxiao listened to the conversation between the two hosts on the stage and the reaction from the audience. She knew that this show would be a success. After all, this trend had just entered China. It's time to make it big.

Ling Xiaoxiao followed Park Meihui in the background to help the five students change their clothes and organize their accessories. There were dozens of programs brought by the visiting group. , remake up, and then, go on stage again.

Ling Xiaoxiao felt that she had been busy non-stop. Until the end of the show, she didn't know what was being performed on the stage. Only occasionally when she was not busy, she could hear a line or two of singing, as well as the students in the audience. Their cheers and shouts.

When the show was over, she and Park Meihui sat back to back on the ground, and the two of them sat there paralyzed, not even wanting to move their fingers. Ling Xiaoxiao thought about it for a while, this was only the first show, and there were still a few more shows to come, so she urgently I think I should find someone to feel sad with her.

She leaned back against Pu Meihui, and said angrily: "Dear, this time the visiting group came to No. [-] Middle School, the main thing they brought was performances. I don't know how many performances there will be."

Park Meihui was temporarily arrested today, and she has carefully studied the process. Hearing what she said, she couldn't even utter a voice of surprise, and replied angrily, "No, how about we these few days?" Aren't you going to die of exhaustion?"

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled wryly: "It's not enough to die from exhaustion, it's certain to lose weight. Now I'm so tired that I don't even have the strength to eat dinner."

The two rested on the ground for a long time before helping them to get up. The two who were in trouble quickly established a revolutionary friendship. . .

The performance was very successful, so the curtain call was repeated again and again on the stage, but the students in the audience were still enthusiastic and refused to leave, so the program was added one after another, until it was close to six o'clock in the evening, and the performance finally ended .

Ling Xiaoxiao and Pu Meihui walked out of the auditorium limply. Pu Meihui was also a resident student. The two had just discussed and decided to go to the cafeteria for food first, and then return to the dormitory to hold the corpse.Whoever mentions the three words of late self-study to them now, they will be anxious with whoever!
At the intersection, the handsome guy stood tall, with one hand casually in his pocket and his head slightly lowered. From a distance, he had a chic feeling lingering on his body. Of course, if he didn't hold a lunch box in the other hand, he would look will be more handsome.

Pu Meihui blinked at Ling Xiaoxiao, her face was full of "I understand, I understand", she patted the back of Ling Xiaoxiao's hand, and walked towards the other side of the path alone.

Ling Xiaoxiao's heart was sweet, but her legs were still weak, so she could only walk over leisurely: "Did you finish early?"

Looking at her tired pale face, Jiang Zizhuo couldn't help asking, "Are you tired backstage?"

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded weakly, tired, of course tired, those art school students are really hard to take care of, they have too many things to do, they have to chatter endlessly about every little question, Korean people have a low evaluation in her heart one gear.

"Let's go, find a place to eat first, and go back to rest early after eating." Jiang Zizhuo frowned, and reached out to get Ling Xiaoxiao's backpack.

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't even have the strength to struggle, so she obediently let him take it away. Without the backpack, she suddenly felt that her back could straighten up a little. . .

"Where are you going to eat?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Jiang Zizhuo, then at the two lunch boxes in his hand, this person probably hasn't eaten yet.

"There is a bench on the path back to the dormitory, let's go there." Jiang Zizhuo carried Ling Xiaoxiao's schoolbag and walked ahead to lead the way.

(End of this chapter)