Rebirth of the giants: the devil son, pull the sky

Chapter 40 Program
In an instant, Mo Jiuyou was frightened and stood up, helpless: "Principal, calm down, you see that only the mentally ill will deny that they are sick, you should go see a doctor!"

"Mo-Jiu-you, get out of here, get out of here!" At this moment, Principal Li Zhuwei's expression was more than twisted.

Mo Jiuyou is helpless~

Touching his nose, he turned and left.

When he came out of the office, Mo Jiuyou took out another lollipop from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered: Hehehehe...

Thumbs in his trouser pockets, humming: "What is the mottled night saying, who can tell me how to choose, whenever I think of the moment of separation, I just want to laugh..."

Tuanzi: Well, the master has started to make it, how to break it?Pet chant!

Who told this person to work without a head and an end, and I still have to wait for my uncle to finish it.

When did a monster come and accept this little monster?
(Ahem, as you wish, the god will come right away!)

Mo Jiuyou just arrived in class: Damn, it's really here.

Mo Jiuyou frowned, sat beside Miao Mingjue, and said with an evil smile, "Wow~ you're back?"

Miao Mingjue said expressionlessly: "Why. You are not welcome? Huh?"

Mo Jiuyou: Oh!It's still the same formula as before, but Fushen Mingjue has changed.

"Welcome, welcome, why not welcome? Isn't it Tan Xu?"

Tan Xu, who has been paying attention to this side, replied subconsciously: "It's the truth!"

"Okay, I won't chat with you anymore, I'm going to play chess with Zhou Gong, don't disturb me!" Waving his hand, Mo Jiuyou fell asleep on his stomach.

During class, the English teacher saw that everyone was listening to the class seriously, and only Mo Jiuyou was sleeping on his stomach.

He picked up three pieces of chalk and shot at Mo Jiuyou, but for some reason, Mo Jiuyou was not hit.

Instead, he was stopped by Miao Mingjue.

Holding the chalk, Miao Mingjue: What's wrong with me?How could you block the chalk for her?Shouldn't I be laughing at Mo Jiuyou?

Although Mo Jiuyou was still sleeping on his stomach, he was thinking in his heart: Hmph, what are you blocking?

Seeing this, the English teacher rubbed his nose, why didn't he just look away, why was he so indifferent.

The classmates around saw this, oh my god, what did I see?

Seeing this situation, Miao Mingjue tapped Mo Jiuyou's head with his brush.

Discovery: Ouch, it’s pretty fun~
Continue to sit and move mechanically, pound and pound, play and play~

Mo Jiuyou: "What are you doing?"

One hand.

Grabbed Miao Mingjue's neck.

Miao Mingjue who was caught: Heck, why is this little hand so white and small.so fine!so tender?

I really want to touch it.

Hey~ what am I thinking!
Zhen shook his face and said calmly: "It's time for you to attend class!"

"roll"

"you…"

Mo Jiuyou interrupted: "Get lost!"

Who would have thought that the decisive Miao Mingjue would show this expression in front of a person.

Noticing that something was wrong with him, he stopped paying attention to Mo Jiuyou and began to think alone.

After class, Miao Mingjue returned to the attitude of being thousands of miles away from people and letting out the air-conditioning.

Mo Jiuyou: Damn?I seem to play off?
Immediately became courteous: "Miao Mingjue?"

Miao Mingjue ignored her!

"Mr. Miao?"

Miao Mingjue ignored her!

"Little Miu Miu?"

Still ignore her!
"Little Mingming? Little Juejue? Why don't you squeak?"

Still ignore her...

Mo Jiuyou: Who did I provoke?

Hmph, I don't care about you anymore!

When Miao Mingjue saw that Mo Jiuyou ignored him, he immediately felt very sad~

Instead of turning his head to look at Mo Jiuyou, he continued to look at the computer in his hand with a cold face.

The atmosphere around the two became more and more intense, affecting other people, and everyone had a tacit understanding and didn't go forward to disturb them.

This attitude continued to the class of the class teacher history teacher in the fourth class.

"Hi everyone, the 5th Anniversary of the Holy Child's School is about to begin, and there is still a month to go. This class will not be held. Let's talk about the activities that our class will hold this time?"

"First, before the start, we will have a morning charity donation ceremony: that is to say, you will hold an event, and in this morning, you will raise funds and make a comparison with the whole school class!"

"Second, we need to rehearse three programs. To participate in this program competition, the No. 1 reward is... um, for the time being~ keep it secret!" After a while, Teacher Fang Zhou made a fool of himself.

I was originally aroused by Teacher Fang Zhou, but I didn't expect this person to be a joke: "Teacher, you hurt us!"

Clutching his heart, he looked like he had a heart attack.

"Cough, after listening to it, continue to say: Three, in the evening, we will have a masked dance, and you have to wear your gowns to attend until midnight and midnight."

Mo Jiuyou was aroused and asked back, "Why, can't we not participate?"

The ice-blue pupil cast a wicked glance at Miao Mingjue who was beside him, and touched the man's arm: "Well~Shouguo~go?"

I was paying attention to Mo Jiuyou's words, but I didn't expect Mo Jiuyou to ask himself, pursing his lips: "You can't do it if you don't go, this is the first rule of the school."

"Oh!"

"Student Mo Jiuyou, after hearing Miao Mingjue's explanation, will you still not come?" Fang Zhou smiled lightly.

Narrowing her eyes slightly, she said with a light smile, "Come on, why don't you come, right, at the same table!"

Miao Mingjue leaned lazily on the backrest, and said in a deep voice, "En!"

Miao Mingjue's voice was low and hoarse mixed with it, even if it wasn't for voice control, he would be fascinated by this guy's voice, let alone Mo Jiuyou.

Mo Jiuyou is full of face control, voice control, hand control...

"Okay, I heard that classmate Mo Jiuyou is an actor or a singer, so you can help me think about how we should rehearse for the next show?" Fang Zhou never admitted that he did it on purpose.

Hearing this, Mo Jiuyou and Miao Mingjue's eyes tightened.

Mo Jiuyou: Oh, I knew it would be like this, but it turned out to be my own plan, so hehe...

Miao Mingjue: There is always an inexplicable feeling, how to break it?
Next, Mo Jiuyou's words completely resolved Miao Mingjue's bad feeling.

Mo Jiuyou saw something bad in Miao Mingjue's eyes, but his own eyes were stained with a smile, the corners of his red lips were raised, and he looked at Fang Zhou with a smile, resting his chin with one hand, restless with the other. Knocking on the table, her thin lips parted lightly: "It's fine if you can, but what if others don't agree?"

"Nothing is impossible, just say it!"

Hmph, wouldn't the two major resources in the class be wasted if not used.

"First one, a sketch, okay?"

"No!" Fang Zhou replied.

"Is the second one okay to sing and dance?"

"OK!"

"The third stage play."

"Okay, that's it, you choose a good person now." Fang Zhou ordered.

"Hmm, I announce that there are 30 people in the class, 10 will participate in the sketch, 20 will participate in the stage play, and 10 will participate in the dance. Please watch the big screen." After speaking, the blackboard suddenly lit up.

A table of what each person does appears above.

"Wow, what's going on?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)