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But the chubby girl on the stage was not affected by the voices from the audience at all, but tried hard to adjust her state.

The lights dimmed and the music blared.

The lights were concentrated in the center of the stage, and the audience was suddenly silent.

I saw that her body was full of rhythm, and she could perfectly control the melody of the music. With the explosive melody, everyone's eyes were attracted in an instant.

"Robot Dance!" A classmate suddenly called out.

No one expected that this fat girl could dance such a difficult dance.

The head teacher of class A frowned, but this kind of explosive dance was ranked ahead of Qiao Yimo, presumably everyone would use her for comparison when she appeared, and Qiao Yimo would be crushed to death.

At this moment, the students of Class A are already preparing nervously in the background.

At this time, some students were also paying attention to the score of the fat girl on the stage.

"The final result was 95 points, which is the highest score in this game so far."

The host immediately cheered, "Currently the highest score, congratulations to our class F No.1 for the time being."

"Next, I invite students from Class A to perform on stage."

The first one to appear was Yu Nagasawa, who sang his original song "Starry Sky"

Accompanied by Qiao Anchu, one played the piano and the other sang the song of the hot-blooded youth.

"Master Yu, so handsome!"

"Class A must win, Class A must win!"

"The girl next to Master Yu is also pretty good-looking, a perfect match!"

It was obviously a school celebration, so it was necessary to give a group of girls in the audience Cheng Yu Nagasawa's solo concert.It can be seen how burning the scene is.

The final score was 97 points and won the current best in the game.

Qiao Anchu's mouth was almost pulled behind her ears, the high score tonight must be their group.

Backstage, the homeroom teacher was very anxious. It was Qiao Yimo's turn soon, but she still didn't see anyone and didn't answer the phone.

After Qiao Anchu and Yu Changze got off the stage, they asked, "Has Yimo not come yet?"

"Yu Nagasawa, hurry up and call again!" the head teacher reminded.

Qiao Anchu bit her lip on purpose, with a very embarrassed expression, "Is this too urgent?"

The homeroom teacher was very regretful, he was finished, if there was an accident on this school celebration, he would be invited by the principal to drink tea in the office again.

Why is he so unlucky? It depends on the unlucky Qiao Yimo.
The host has stepped forward to announce that Yuan Wanhua is on stage to demonstrate calligraphy.

The display time is only 3 minutes, and Qiao Yimo will be on stage in 5 minutes, and if she still fails to arrive within five minutes, then Class A is equivalent to giving up an opportunity for grading.

Minutes passed by.

The backstage was full of tension, and the head teacher was running around in a hurry.

"Master Yu, do you think Qiao Yimo won't come?" Qiao Anchu asked.

Yu Changze ignored him and continued to call Qiao Yimo, but it still showed that the phone was turned off.

"Otherwise, I'll tell the host to withdraw Qiao Yimo's performance?" The homeroom teacher scratched his head. Although it might not be successful, he still had to communicate.

A smug smile flashed across Qiao Anchu's eyes, and she raised her head arrogantly, "I'm really bothering the teacher. If you want to run away, why do you still have to sign up? It's a waste of our time! I don't know if she has ulterior motives."

But as soon as Qiao Anchu finished speaking, a slow female voice sounded from the background, "Who said I ran away?"

"Oh, my aunt, you are here!" The class teacher hurried forward to greet her.

Yu Changze also stepped forward, holding up his mobile phone, "I can't get through to you."

Qiao Yimo took out the phone from her bag and glanced at it, then laughed awkwardly, "I'm sorry, the phone is out of battery."

"Yimo, are you ready? Yuan Wanhua's show is over, and it's your turn." The homeroom teacher was about to cry.

Qiao Anchu sneered, and deliberately said with a very worried expression, "Teacher, don't ask, and don't put so much pressure on our classmate Yimo. After all, she has never learned dance, right?"

Qiao Yimo's mouth twitched into an evil smile, and asked back, "Really?"

Qiao Anchu stepped forward and grabbed her hand, "Oh! Stop talking, Yimo, go and change your clothes."

Qiao Yimo withdrew her hand immediately, and the hypocritical smile on Qiao Anchu's face froze all of a sudden, didn't this mean that she disliked her?

It's disgusting and pretentious.

She wants to see, Qiao Yimo, how you made a fool of yourself tonight!
"Sister Mo, go change your clothes!" Yu Changze pointed to the clothes hanging next to him, "That's the clothes for the show, you choose one first, and it will be your turn later."

Qiao Yimo nodded and threw the bag aside.

Qiao Anchu rolled her eyes, "Hehe, don't be afraid of embarrassment!"

Three minutes later, Qiao Anchu knocked on the door impatiently, "Student Yimo, are you okay?"

There was no sound in the dressing room. Just when Qiao Anchu was about to go in, the door opened.

A girl in a green patterned cheongsam came out with a pipa in her hand.

The girl's face was painted with exquisite makeup, and beside her eyes, she painted a delicate red rose, which set off her flawless white skin.

Qiao Anchu was shocked by Qiao Yimo in front of her, and she couldn't recover in a daze.

"Are you going to start?" Qiao Yimo's red lips slightly curled up, she had never seen such a charming look.

Yu Changze stepped forward, stunned by the scene in front of him, his eyes fell on her and did not leave.

Seeing this, Qiao Anchu was so angry that his lungs ached, and he deliberately said, "Yimo, I don't see that you can play the pipa? Do you know how to use the pipa?"

"That's right, why did you choose the prop Pipa?"

Qiao Yimo smiled helplessly, "Then what can I do? I don't know anything except pipa."

Qiao Anchu reassured, "That's okay, Yu Changze and I helped our class get No.1 just now. Don't be too nervous, Yimo, you can play freely."

"Really? It's still so powerful." Hearing this, Qiao Yimo bumped Yu Changze's shoulder, acting like a good brother, completely ignoring Qiao Anchu.

Qiao Anchu didn't bother to talk to her, Qiao Yimo from Class A would become a "joke" in the whole school from tonight.

Thinking of this, her mood immediately improved.

The last program of Class A, which is Qiao Yimo's program, she is the finale, so it is extremely important, and everyone's attention is also very focused.

"Welcome everyone to the annual celebration of our Shengxing Academy. We adhere to the principle that there will be no rehearsals in the program, no shady scenes, fairness and justice, just to discover the "sons of tomorrow" of our Shengxing.

The audience applauded continuously.

The last show that the students are looking forward to is about to start.

"Next, we will invite the last performance of our Shengxing Academy's celebration. The performance is Qiao Yimo, a freshman in Class [-]A of Renmin High School. She brought us a dance. Everyone applauds and welcomes."

(End of this chapter)