Master of Picking Up Girls

After returning home with Fubo, the light on the second floor had gone out, and Chen Xiao didn't disturb Su rou'er. Even her voice of washing was much lower, for fear of waking her up.

The night passed. The next morning, Chen Xiao, who got up early to meditate, wanted to have a chat with Su rouer.

But Su rou'er obviously doesn't want to pay attention to Chen Xiao. She seems to have forgotten the unpleasantness that happened last night. She just does her own business. Sometimes she comes downstairs to pick up things from the kitchen.

She doesn't make trouble for herself. Chen Xiao naturally saves herself, and takes advantage of the rest time to continue to practice in her room.

Although we know that this kind of cultivation can't make the nine turn dragon break through, if we can have more strength, we may have more hope at that time.

"It's half a month before I know it. I don't know what happened to elder martial sister. "Chen Xiao murmured to himself. Looking at the clear sky in the distance, he didn't know where he was flying.

The next day was Monday. As usual, Su rou'er had breakfast and was sent to school by Fubo. Chen Xiao followed her by bike.

But different from the past, today's school is much more lively than before, and the blackboard newspaper at the gate is full of students.

Chen Xiao takes advantage of passing by to glance at a few posters, big and small, which are all about promoting the school anniversary.

From the expression of these students, we can see that this school anniversary is really popular.

Back in the familiar classroom, the first thing Chen Xiao did was to take out his books, put his hands on the table and start to sleep.

"You can't sleep in this class. It's the head teacher's." The summer foam of one side sees Chen Xiao to want to sleep again, hurriedly pounded him with pen.

"Can't the head teacher sleep?" In Chen Xiao's concept, there is not much difference between the head teacher of Laozi and the teacher of Keren.

As long as she doesn't call the roll, Chen Xiao dares to sleep.

Xia Mo was asked by Chen Xiao, and suddenly she was a little tongue tied. She said, "it's not true, but have you forgotten what I told you about the school anniversary? Just now Miss Zhang came to our class committee to discuss this matter. She will announce it later. Aren't you interested? "

"Well, what are we going to do in our class this time?" Chen Xiao asked.

"I don't know. She just mentioned it a little bit. She had to wait for a class meeting to say more."

The summer foam said here and again, some painstakingly way: "Chen Xiao, how can you sleep all day like this?"? Now that you are in senior three and only have a few months to go to college entrance examination, don't you want to go to college? To a wider place? "

"Going to college? A wider place? " When Chen Xiao heard the speech, his eyes flashed a little desire, and then returned to normal color.

He's not even qualified to live like an ordinary person now. What do you want?

Is it possible?

"Yes, if you like, I can make up for you." Summer foam coughed a way.

Xia Mo's achievements are very good. She has been on a par with Su rou'er all the time. On the one hand, she is familiar with Chen Xiao, especially the words she said last night.

On the other hand, she also hopes that Chen Xiao can be admitted to a good university, so that they can be together again.

"No, I'm also interested in Chinese and history. Unfortunately, they can't teach what I like. I don't like what they can teach." Chen Xiao smiles and lies on the table.

"Chen Xiao --" xia Mo yelled again. Seeing that Chen Xiao was not afraid of boiling water, she couldn't help it.

After a while, the bell rang and teacher Zhang, the head teacher, came to the platform in black.

"Let's have a class meeting in this class. Let's talk about this school anniversary. "

It's really the school day!

After listening to Mr. Zhang's words, the following students immediately got excited and talked about it.

It's no wonder that they are excited. It's very difficult for them to have the opportunity to watch programs without class review in the high-intensity and high-pressure senior three days.

"After discussing with several class committee members before, they all thought that our class one would come up with some real materials this year." At this point, Mr. Zhang can't help blushing.

In the past two years, the performances of the first class on the school day were counted down, and Mr. Zhang couldn't lift his head.

Reasonably speaking, with Su rouer and xia Mo in, the popularity of class one will never be low.

Su Rou is proficient in piano dance. If she represents the class competition, she will definitely be the first one.

But every year she is too busy performing in the club.

The first year of dance club, dancing swan, the first in the school.

The next year, she just wanted to ask Su rouer to perform for the class. Later, she was the first to perform for the music club.

The first is in his own class, but it is not his own class.

Just because of this, class one will be ridiculed more or less every school day.

Su rou'er is the only one who can hold the class, and the others are nerds and so on.Mr. Zhang is a teacher in charge of all the students in the class. He should at least take care of them.

Is it indirect to say that she is not good at teaching?

As for xia Mo, let alone, she has a good voice and a good face, but no matter what she says, she just doesn't perform.

Other class activities rush to do, as soon as this kind of public appearance, she refused.

Considering her family situation, teacher Zhang didn't have the heart to force her.

This is the most suitable for both of them. Let alone the rest. In the past years, it was perfunctory. This year is the last year, and Mr. Zhang has heard enough gossip for two years. Therefore, this time, his attitude is particularly strong.

"Well, what program do you think is suitable for our class?" Mr. Zhang looked up at the students.

"Sing! The new songs that come out recently are very nice. "

"No, no, singing is too mainstream. Many classes definitely choose this. It's nothing new and there's a lot of competition."

Some students just put it forward, others immediately retorted.

"Then dance." There is also humanity.

"Dancing? Let's not talk about what kind of group she is going to represent this time. If you look at Duan Qianqian from class two, you can't think about the enchanting appearance of modern dance. "

"How about a talent show, piano? Guitar? " Wang Lun asked with some uncertainty.

Zhao Kuan immediately shook his head: "no, you forget that Li Zihao played guitar last year. As a result, everyone in the whole grade dares to fight with him. And they are really good at playing the piano. "

After listening to the students' comments, Mr. Zhang was also in a mess. She patted the blackboard.

"Well, be quiet first."

As soon as the head teacher spoke, even if the discussion was heated, he had to be quiet first.

"Su Rou, you should be able to represent the class this year?" Zhang asked tentatively.

In fact, she asked casually. If Su rou'er was willing to perform instead of the class, she didn't have to fight for any opinions here.

Su rou'er stood up and looked at Miss Zhang apologetically and said, "sorry, Miss Zhang, this year at the piano club"

seeing Su rou'er's embarrassment, Miss Zhang had to nod her head and then turned to xia Mo: "xia Mo, this year, or you can go"

"no, let other students come." Summer foam smell speech facial expression a urgently, quickly wave a hand way.

"Have you offered yourself?" Mr. Zhang sighed and raised his hand to sign xia Mo to sit down.

Xia Mo Chang sighed and sat down.

"If it's money, I can help you out." Looking at the summer foam eyes with a bit of desire of color, Chen smile in a side of light voice.

"No, I'm not one of your people. How can I ask for money?" Xia Mo immediately shook his head.

"I'll lend you that."

"Forget it, I can't afford it, and it takes a lot of time to prepare for the performance. I don't have that much time."

Just when they were chatting, a classmate in front of them suddenly said, "teacher, I think we can try a play that no class has tried before."

"Drama?" On hearing this, the students on the scene were stunned. They turned their heads and saw that it was Zhou Meng beside Su rouer.

"Zhou Meng, this drama needs not only a good script, but also some capital investment to prepare props. It's also a test of students' performance ability. Even some art societies dare not try it easily. "

Mr. Zhang said: "it's just about the first two. The most important thing is acting skills. Drama is actually a small movie. If students can't show their feelings, everything will be in vain."

Many students also nodded after hearing the speech. Many students sang and danced on each school day, but there was no drama, so it was very difficult.

"It's strange that Meng Meng used to be an audience. Why is she so active this year?" Su rou'er looks at Zhou Meng in a puzzled way.

Zhou Meng listened to teacher Zhang's words, but said with a smile: "yes, the teacher is right. If the play is not well performed, it may become a sketch."

"But if it's done well, it's as shocking as watching a good movie. Besides, now our class has no way to go? It's better to gamble than to be gossiped by other classes as usual. "

"You go on." After listening to Zhou Meng's words, teacher Zhang's eyes showed a certain color of affirmation.

The students around also nodded, after all, they also want to see what the drama is like.

Seeing that Mr. Zhang was very interested, Zhou Meng immediately said with a smile, "I have a script on hand now. It's very good. It's about a campus story. Also, if the background is a campus play, it doesn't cost much to buy props. As for whether you can perform the bridge in the script, it depends on the strength of the performer. "

Zhou Meng is telling the truth. This script is a very touching story she saw on the Internet before. In addition, she witnessed Wang Lun's and Wenwen's feelings last night, and she got it after modifying it.Now, she is eager to be shown on the stage.