my sister never called brother

But she seems to have forgotten that Zhou Han has always been soft rather than hard.

"Huh?!" Zhou Han showed a ferocious expression, and moved the phone down, "I said that I don't need an electric drill to scare you, but I didn't say that I don't need anything else. Hammers, pliers, electric welding are all fine, of course, dogs are also included. Mouth~」

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Hehe~! The mouth is still quite hard~" Zhou Han moved the phone down again.

Li Yang's pastoral dog looks like a silly dog ​​at first glance, and he gets more and more excited when he sees the phone getting closer and closer.

"Don't dare! Don't dare!" Elizabeth said with a crying voice, choked up, "I really don't dare! Boom~"

Zhou Han thought about it for a while, and felt that the beating was almost done, and when he was about to take it back——

Li Yang noticed something strange and turned around, "What are you doing, magic stick?"

His shoulder just hit Zhou Han's arm!

Zhou Han's hand slipped and he didn't grab the phone, his mind went blank——

"Damn it! Play off!"

Chapter 180 Four Hot Discussions

Zhou Han's cell phone fell slowly.

"Ahhh! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" Elizabeth screamed again and again in Zhou Han's mind.

The dog's mouth below opened wide, and Elizabeth was about to fall into the mouth.

Zhou Han's face turned livid, and he was too scared to speak.

If this falls, Elizabeth may kill herself.

Li Yang's eyes widened, completely confused about what was going on.

It's too late, it's too late——!

Zhou Han reacted, his eyes became serious in an instant, and he shot in the blink of an eye with lightning speed!

The moment before the phone falls into the dog's mouth!

rescue it.

but--

"Uh!!!" Zhou Han's expression was contorted and painful, and he was holding the phone tremblingly.

His expression is not pretending, but to save Elizabeth, his hand was bitten by a dog!

Seeing that the thing that was about to go into his mouth was taken away, the pastoral dog showed a fierce look, and his mouth was merciless.

"Huh~" Elizabeth let out a long breath, and said relaxedly, "I'm saved, oh ho ho ho ~"

"Damn! You still have the face to smile! My hand..." Zhou Han wanted to cry, but his heart was bleeding, and now he found himself being bitten by dogs all the time.

"What are you doing, magic stick?" Li Yang was full of question marks, expressing that he didn't understand.

Zhou Han pursed his lips tightly, looked at Li Yang, with tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and said unrequitedly, "It's nothing, I will die by myself."

"Ah!?" Li Yang felt like he was retarded.

He stroked the dog's head silently, motioning for it to let go.

On the podium——

Zhang Qiang, the head teacher, clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"Students, this Saturday is the Mid-Autumn Festival..."

Before the head teacher finished speaking, the students in the audience burst into cheers and applauded the green bamboo, and some even slammed on the table to express their joy.

No one cares about the Mid-Autumn Festival, as long as there is a holiday, it is a good festival.

This means that the three-day holiday is coming soon, and most people think about the holiday at the beginning of this month.

Many of them have their own plans to make the most of the three-day holiday.

The homeroom teacher raised his hand in embarrassment, signaling everyone to be quiet. Although he had a premonition of the students' reaction, the excitement still caught him off guard.

"Students, please be quiet. Before you are happy, there is one thing to announce." Zhang Qiang, the head teacher, paused, and continued, "That is, the school organized a Mid-Autumn Festival party the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Program, do you have any good suggestions?"

The students in the audience began to whisper to each other, buzzing non-stop.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival party..." Zhou Han muttered to himself.

He remembered that when he was in the first grade last year, he also watched the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. At that time, he was an audience, watching the seniors and sisters perform on the stage in the lecture hall.

According to regulations, first graders do not participate in performances, they only act as audiences, so it is good to simply watch the performances.

Because it is said to be a Mid-Autumn Festival party, but it is actually a welcome party, used to welcome first-year freshmen.

Zhou Han sighed in his heart, time flies so fast, he has become a senior.

Thinking of the performance of the seniors last time, it still seems like yesterday.

This year it's my turn.

The whispered discussion among the students has not stopped, but one student raised his hand.

"Teacher! How about singing?"

Zhou Han twisted his mouth, thinking in disgust - sing! ?There are more than 30 classes in the second and third grades. There are not twenty singing, maybe more than ten?so vulgar~

"Singing..." The head teacher was a little embarrassed, and he also felt that it was tacky and not novel at all.

"That's right! Sing!" Someone echoed and added, "Speaking of which, isn't Liu Yue from the Guitar Club? She must be singing well!"

"Ah!?" Liu Yue frowned. To be honest, she hadn't fully practiced it yet, and she was still a little out of tune. If she was embarrassed in front of the whole school, she would die.

"Student Liu Yue, how do you feel? Can you sing?" The head teacher asked Liu Yue's opinion.

"Me!" Liu Yue wanted to refute, but he hesitated to speak, it was very embarrassing.

Because she is the only one in the class in the guitar club, if she doesn't sing, there will inevitably be some gossip.

Liu Yue lowered her head, pursed her lips, and did not speak.

"That..." Gu Bai suddenly raised his hand, and the whole class fell silent, "Is singing too old-fashioned? Every year someone sings, but it's actually quite boring."

Classmates, you look at me and I look at you, and they all think it makes sense, and they all agree and say yes.

Liu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and cast a grateful look at Gu Bai.

"Since this is the case, do the students have any other suggestions?" The head teacher continued to appeal.

The students continued to discuss and express their opinions.

"Teacher! How about the sketch!?" A female classmate raised her hand and boldly expressed her suggestion.

Zhou Han pursed his mouth and said in his heart that it was not very good.

Because when Zhou Han watched the performance in the first grade, he sat in the last row.

When performing sketches, there was a lot of noise around him, and he was far away from the stage, so he couldn't hear or see clearly, which made him very mad.

So it caused the people in the front row to laugh, and the people in the back row were expressionless. I don't know what the people in the front row are laughing at?Like a ****.

"Sketch~ Let's forget it!" Feng Jiarui didn't wait for the head teacher to speak, and directly refuted the girl, "It goes without saying that it is old-fashioned, the most important thing is that a large group of people sitting in the back row don't like it, and they will scold the sketch for acting like It's the same as a ****."

"Pfft!" Zhou Han covered his mouth and almost laughed out loud, feeling that Feng Jiarui's point was right.

Now he seriously suspects that Feng Jiarui was forced to sit in the back row when he was in the first grade, and suffered a lot, otherwise he couldn't hate him so much.

The girl who made the suggestion stomped her feet angrily, and gave Feng Jiarui a dissatisfied look.

Feng Jiarui shrugged, expressing that he didn't care.

He just wants to show off his presence and improve his status in the class. By the way, Feng Jiarui really hates sketches.

The suggestion of the sketch was rejected, and the students continued to discuss, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Many students feel that it is very happy to watch a performance before the holiday, and it is considered as a warm-up for the three-day holiday, so they are really discussing and coming up with ideas.

Zhou Han sat at the back, putting on an attitude that he had nothing to do with himself.

Because no one asked him to discuss it at all, he was happy to be at leisure.

Zhou Han felt that talking less would save trouble, so he quietly looked at the students who were discussing passionately.

I don't know why, but at this moment, he felt a collective atmosphere, everyone is working hard for one thing.

Zhou Han twisted his mouth, half a smile, maybe he didn't feel lazy?

He thought carefully about the well-received programs in previous years——

The most popular is dance, because the impact is strong, and dancing will bring people a shocking feeling.

The least popular is poetry recitation, because everyone is here to relax, who wants to listen to your blind comparison?

"Ah! My great mother!"

As long as the poem recitation begins, many people will feel upset and irritable.

I can't wait to throw a shoehorn in the reciter's face to tell him to shut up.

Let you experience in minutes——

Wukong listens to "**" from "Only You"

Chapter 180 Five Gray Clown

Zhou Han and many others glanced at each other, hating poetry recitation?

Boredom is only one of the reasons.

Another reason is-

The evolution of poetry recitation has changed its flavor long ago.

Not feeling the mood at all.

Instead, it has become more utilitarian and used to flatter.

Reciting a poem in praise of your boss will make you feel like a duck to water.

Because as the saying goes, thousands of clothes are worn and flattery is not worn.

The popular meaning is that when people are faced with words of praise, they will not expose it even if they know it is false.

Many people are inclined to flattery, thinking that it is a shortcut to success.

that's the truth.

But when the essence of poetry recitation becomes more than simple, it will lose its interest and cannot continue to be down-to-earth.

So the viewers hate it, but the bosses are happy, like the school teachers.

Not only poetry recitations, but also many language programs have lost their original purpose in development—to please the public.

Young people like Zhou Han's age like youthful and active programs.

So the dance class has become the most popular program, because it is youthful, active, and most importantly, cool!

Most people watching the dance and listening to the fast-paced music will have an urge to dance along with it.

Don't be too ashamed, because——

This impulse is something only at this age.

is something unique.

Be proud.

Be touched.

Look forward to it.

While you're young, do things you only do when you're young.

Lest time be like a white horse, taking away the blooming flowers that should have been there.

Zhou Han shifted his gaze to Wang Qianqian. As far as he knew, she was the only one in the class who could dance.

But it seems to be classical ballet. I heard that there is an eleventh grade certificate in dance, so it is a semi-professional level?Very powerful.

Although Zhou Han seemed to have nothing to do with himself and was high-spirited, but driven by the atmosphere, he was also like everyone else in his heart.

They are all thinking about what kind of program is good, which can be novel and make people's eyes shine.