My wife is pure and pure

However, there is also a small stage here, which is enough for preliminary screening and rehearsal.

Soon Luo Mingyu followed in the footsteps of the class monitor and pushed open the door of the lecture theater. At this time, many students had already stepped forward, chatting together in twos and threes.

They were all students from their current year, and Luo Mingyu was quite familiar with many of them.

However, Ling Yuqiu was not seen here at this time. She hasn't arrived yet?

"What about the teacher?"

The small squad leader asked this question for Luo Mingyu first, and the squad leader of the sister class next door shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know. We just came here too. Hey, I'll go! How many people are you here? Do you want to reserve the venue?"

This monitor is a not-so-good-looking girl, a little taller than Zhuang Mengmeng and a little shorter than Luo Mingyu, with dark skin, a single ponytail with no distinctive features, and thick glasses that are obviously not low.

But the character is quite easy to get along with, it's easy to talk and laugh, if you cut your hair short, you can't tell that it's a girl.

This is not only because of her external image, but also because her words and deeds are sometimes more masculine than boys.

In the idle gossip of the students, she has always been rumored to be a weirdo who likes the same sex.

But the fact is that the class monitor next door has a very normal orientation. She doesn't just like handsome guys, she also likes exaggerated and ferocious muscular men.

Chapter 230 When People Are Nervous...

In the lecture theater, Luo Mingyu found a seat in the front with the classmates who came with her and sat down.

There are only sophomores here, and the group of freshmen seems to be organized by other teachers. After all, there are quite a lot of students in the school, so Ling Yuqiu is obviously too busy to handle all of them.

People's energy is limited, and Ling Yuqiu is the same. Although she looks like a mature and stable beauty with iceberg temperament, she will also show a little willfulness when it comes to things that she is not interested in and dispensable .

For example, it is particularly prominent in meaningless social activities with people, or when you get up in the morning.

She likes to sleep in late, and she has a lot of anger about getting up. Once she is woken up, no matter who she is, she will throw a slap in the face.

Even if Luo Mingyu was noisy, she wouldn't be used to it, but after the fire was over, she would wrap Luo Mingyu's dog's head in the quilt and sprinkle water once.

This can be regarded as the differential treatment Luo Mingyu received.

If it wasn't for the pain from squeezing her ears, Luo Mingyu would still admit that this ice-type royal sister has a cute contrast to poking her, but after that, Luo Mingyu would only lament how strong this guy is.

Soon, the students from the entire grade group who needed to participate in the program were almost gathered in the lecture hall.

They are all led by the monitor, and the number of students coming from each class varies greatly. Luo Mingyu's class has more than a dozen students, which is considered to be the most.

Generally, there are about six or seven, of course, it all depends on the program to be performed.

If you want to dance or something, you must need more people. After all, a group of beautiful girls bouncing around must be more impactful than a single one.

But there was also an accident. Luo Mingyu didn't see anyone in Han Zitong's class at all.

None.

This may be the privilege of the top class. This occupation requires nearly two weeks of evening self-study, and the gang of top students who are staring at each other and trying to score points will not be too interested in these.

No, or they are interested, but the time cost of coming to participate makes them afraid to be interested.

Unless it is a rigid request from the principal knocking on the conference table, each class must come up with a program before it may be a perfunctory and time-consuming performance.

Anyway, he just wants to sing a song, play an instrument, or even recite a poem like Luo Mingyu. This is quite the correct choice on campus.

When Luo Mingyu was still here wondering if he could squeeze into the top class, would he be able to successfully avoid this crisis.

A cold female figure in a long skirt appeared at the door of the lecture theater, and stepped on a pair of high-heeled shoes with bare toes and walked in.

Qianli's elegant figure was incompatible with the noisy half-grown children, but her deserted aura immediately took over the current atmosphere.

Luo Mingyu didn't need to look to know that it was Ling Yuqiu. Every time she appeared nearby, Luo Mingyu could always sense the strange reaction of her conditioned reflex in a timely manner.

For example, at this moment, her toes tightened fiercely inside the shoes.

Sometimes it's the stomach, sometimes the thighs, these parts that show reactions are all random, the more nervous Luo Mingyu is, the more obvious and intense the reaction will be.

Once at a party organized by a school, Ling Yuqiu suddenly appeared and naturally sat next to Luo Mingyu when she was supposed to sit at a seat according to the school's arrangement and wait to watch the fun.

It seems that this place is specially prepared for her.

That sitting lasted nearly two hours, but it scared Luo Mingyu, and he was extremely restless, even though Ling Yuqiu didn't do anything at that time.

At most, she hummed a few words along with the songs on stage, but she was still so frightened that she was dripping water (sweating).

And when the gala was completely over and everyone left, Luo Mingyu walked into the bathroom only to find that her good-looking underwear had turned into a T-shaped before she knew it.

"I'm sorry to be a little late, everyone has already arrived."

The tall and graceful music teacher walked in front of everyone, and his smiling eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one.At this time, Ling Yuqiu was a little more intimate than when he was in class.

Perhaps it is because there is no heavy teacher burden now.

Judging from her posture and movements, she also seemed to be in a lighter mood.

But this is not a reason for her to take a second look at herself.

Luo Mingyu, who was hiding behind a few classmates, couldn't accept it.

Of course, it doesn't matter if she accepts it or not.

"Teacher Ling, it seems that the class one is not here."

The monitor of the class next door owed Denger a lot, and reached out to report the situation to Ling Yuqiu.

"For class one, I won't participate this time."

Ling Yuqiu also gave the reason Luo Mingyu and the others had thought of for a long time.

"Okay, then let's briefly talk about the requirements of this evening's program. This time we are to send off the senior three students to graduate and cheer them up for their upcoming college entrance examination, so there are not too many norms. You young students like You can do whatever you want. But try to be as youthful and sunny as possible. You can’t dance in Xinbaodao, if you want to dance, you have to put on all your clothes.”

"There are also students who need to play musical instruments, remember to register with the class monitor. If you can't bring it or don't have it, write down what you need. As long as the school is not too popular, it can provide it. If the school doesn't have it , I will help you solve it too."

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Ling Yuqiu said a lot of precautions and requirements in one breath. Although most of what she said had nothing to do with Luo Mingyu directly, she still listened carefully with her eyes open.

Every teacher always likes to name the distracted student to come out to answer the question, Luo Mingyu will not give such an obvious buttock to allow the opponent to attack.

She completely maintains the same concentration and relaxation as the students around her.

Except for lectures, it is rare to hear Ling Yuqiu say so many things at once.

The words "reliable" and "reliable" came to my face.

"Dancing programs can go to the gymnasium to practice. I have already made an agreement with the school. Those who play musical instruments can go to the music classroom. You can practice here on your own, as well as sketches. I am not good at this."

This is true, even Luo Mingyu couldn't imagine her talking about cross talk.

Ling Yuqiu divided everyone into different practice venues according to their respective programs, which sounds very extravagant, but since the school has this hardware condition, there is no reason to be polite.

Chapter 230 Teacher Ling's Special Care

Next, Ling Yuqiu took everyone to the gymnasium and the music classroom respectively. After giving some instructions, the bell for the end of this evening self-study also rang on time.

Because today's news was learned in a hurry, today's first day of practice is mainly to familiarize yourself with the venue and understand the requirements. Many people are even like Luo Mingyu, who didn't even think about the specific content of their own program.

Those who just want to come here to be lively and lively, and don't want to study by themselves at night.

Ling Yuqiu clapped her hands to announce the end of today's practice.

"Everyone should think about their own program after going back today. We will rehearse for an hour until nine o'clock after evening self-study starting tomorrow. Are any of you day students?"

"Yes~"

"This way!"

"And I!"

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Several students, including Luo Mingyu and the class monitor, raised their hands. Most of the students are still living on campus.

"Are any parents coming to pick you up at night?"

No matter when, where and for whatever reason, the safety of the students is always the top priority. Even though the school security is very good, the mentality of preventing crises is still indispensable.

This is especially important for girls.

Ling Yuqiu nodded after seeing several girls expressing that their parents would come to pick them up and that there would be no problem with an hour's delay.

Two hours of practice time per day is enough for a school-level stage, no matter how unsatisfactory the performance is.

In this kind of gala, which does not involve any awards and no extra points, the spirit of focusing on participation and Tu Yile occupies the mainstream.

If it weren't for Teacher Ling's requirements, no one knows what kind of tricks these students will come up with.

She had just vaguely heard what this group of students who wanted to make a living had said. Some wanted to imitate the opening ceremony of this Olympic Games, some wanted to act in a melodrama with a sister carrying a doll on her back, and some wanted to sing about cancer.

Although this is not a very formal occasion, Ling Yuqiu still hopes that what he sees can have as much air as possible.

"Okay, let's do this for today. Remember to talk to your parents after you go back. After that, you can continue to practice on your own or go back to self-study. Arrange it yourself."

At the end of the final concluding speech, Ling Yuqiu looked at the small squad leader.

"Sun Yuxi, wait a moment."

The person who was stopped alone was not Luo Mingyu but the squad leader.

But in fact, it was no different from leaving Luo Mingyu behind. Among the classmates who came here to perform, they were the only day students who needed to be picked up by their parents.

It was another partner who signed up together, and coupled with the close personal relationship between the two, Luo Mingyu didn't leave her here alone and run away first because of love and reason.

Running away at this time will not only make people feel suspicious, but also make the squad leader feel uncomfortable. What's more, at this moment, her arm is still tightly wrapped around Luo Mingyu's arm.

In front of this pair of arms that can completely hug and lick herself, it is impossible for Luo Mingyu to break away naturally.

So he could only stand on the side with his scalp and legs soft, facing Ling Yuqiu's gaze with the squad leader.

Without the surrounding students as a cover for her privacy, the pressure Luo Mingyu could feel was also rising in a straight line.

Of course, she also knows that no matter how many people are around her, it will not affect Ling Yuqiu's attention on her in the slightest.

However, Luo Mingyu had no choice but to follow the herd mentality of hiding in the crowd and feel at ease.