sinovels Chapter 139 138. Moon School Celebration
Chapter 139 138. Moon School Celebration
Chapter 139 138. October School Celebration
During lunch, Xia Zhu had already left the seat opposite her to Huang Xing, and Wen Ruyu sat beside her.
"Come on, Huang Xing, this is for you to eat, and this is for you too..."
Xia Zhu quickly searched for "delicious delicacies" such as ham sausages on the newly served plate, and then gave Huang Xing slices of them to enjoy.
"Uh, I really don't need to give it to me, you can just eat it yourself."
Looking at the two servings of ham sausage and sliced meat on his plate, Huang Xing just felt a little dumbfounded.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally twirled the ham back to her: "Look at the green on your plate, let's not talk about whether you are a vegetarian or not, and the color of your dish is not too bad." Lucky."
"Bah, bah, bah, you're not allowed to talk nonsense!"
Xia Zhu stretched out her hand, and pinched Huang Chen's cheek resentfully as punishment.
"Hehe." Huang Xing smiled dryly and moved the corner of his mouth.
But because his cheek was being mischievously pinched by the other party at this time, this made his smile look a little funny.
"..."
Wen Ruyu quietly watched the intimate interaction between the two of them, with different emotions floating in her amber eyes.
"By the way, are you never going to talk to him again?" Huang Xing asked Xia Zhu while eating ham sausage.
What he said was naturally referring to the incident that Huang Zijie ran to kneel down and begged for forgiveness just now.
Hearing this, Xia Zhu propped his chin in one hand, while carelessly pawing a few times on the plate with chopsticks.
"Well, he hurt me so badly at that time, I must have hated him, but... if you insist on saying 'old and dead', it's not that serious."
The chopsticks picked up a slice of cucumber from the bowl a few times, and Xia Zhu continued after taking a bite: "After all, we have been classmates for a few years, so it's kind of like a classmate friendship. So... Although I don't He said he hated him, but he also didn't want to have too much interaction with him."
"Although..."
In the middle of speaking, Xia Zhu suddenly stopped her chopsticks, then she raised her face and looked at Huang Xing who was opposite, her transparent eyes were full of light.
"Cough cough..."
Huang Xing blushed from her staring eyes, and quickly turned his face away and changed the subject and said, "Ugh, it's better not to gossip, hurry up and go back to get ready for lunch break..."
However, when he lowered his head to prepare to eat, he still consciously glanced at the girl beside her.
"!"
Sensing his gaze, Wen Ruyu glanced back at him with some surprise.And when she saw the latter's faint smile at her, she also slightly raised the corners of her mouth in response.
……
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Back in the classroom, Huang Xing first went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water to drink. At the same time, he also took this opportunity to scan the class a few times.
After disappearing for almost two weeks, Qiu Hang and Huang Zijie finally reappeared in the class.
Regarding this, Zhu Qiuyu, Du Yunfei and others could not help but surround them curiously and ask questions.
"Hey, Qiu Hang, where have you been all this time? We haven't been able to contact you all this time, which makes us all a little worried!" The girls headed by Zhu Ludie surrounded Qiu Hang for three floors. The outer three floors.
On the other side, the boys also gathered around Huang Zijie, looked at the gauze in his hand and asked curiously: "Damn, Zijie, why did you make such a ghostly appearance? Could it be that you were really raped by someone?" Into the hospital, right?"
As for the two boys who were the focus of public opinion, their brotherly love was different from the past at this moment. Not only did they not have any verbal communication, but they were even too lazy to meet their eyes.
They didn't look sideways at each other, as if they were strangers.
It seems that after the break from that night, the buddy relationship between the two of them has been completely broken.
However, none of these were important matters to Huang Xing.
After all, not only did he have no friendship with those two people, but there was also some hatred.
So whether they are dead or alive, what does it have to do with me?
"Grumpy"
The Adam's apple flipped up and down a few times, and after silently drinking a few mouthfuls of water, Huang Xing returned to his seat and started his lunch break.
……
Afterwards, when everyone in the class finished dinner and returned to the classroom to prepare for evening self-study.
Ma Xiaolan suddenly ran up to the podium and announced to everyone: "Everyone! I just received a notice from the teacher that our school will hold a 12th anniversary celebration party on October [-]th!"
"Oh--!!"
Hearing this, the students in class seven immediately became excited. The boys yelled and pounded the table to make a fuss, and the girls applauded happily.
"For this reason, the school requires each class to submit a talent festival—"
"This is easy to handle!"
Before Ma Xiaolan could finish speaking, Liu Yang immediately stood up excitedly, raised his hands high and shouted, "This is the best way! Let our class have a chorus!"
"whispering sound--!"
There was booing in the class, and several girls among them even rolled their eyes at him in return.
Not for anything else, just because this "Chorus" is really too low!
Although this program is indeed the best to prepare and the most trouble-free, but because its ornamental value is too low, and there is no technical content, it is impossible to show it at a star-studded party.
Therefore, the chorus is basically the last program in every cultural evening, and it exists in order to forcibly extend the time of the evening.
Seeing that 90% of his proposals were rejected, Liu Yang shouted sullenly, "Hey! I don't agree. This is obviously for the sake of everyone's senior year!"
Hearing this, the literary and art committee immediately stood up and retorted: "Student Liu Yang, just because we are in the third year of high school, this is the last cultural evening in our high school career! It must be taken seriously, not to mention that this coincides with the [-]th anniversary of the school... ..."
"Such a great opportunity, if everyone is unwilling to actively participate, then when we look back on our senior year in high school, wouldn't it be a boring life piled up with books and exercises?"
"Yes, yes, you must prepare well!" The other students hurriedly booed.
After all, life in the third year of high school is already hard. Now that the school can have such a day for everyone to relax, it is naturally a good thing.
Therefore, under the organization and advocacy of Ma Xiaolan and the art committee, everyone in the class began to discuss in full swing what program the seventh class should produce to make a blockbuster.
In this regard, Zhu Qiuyu raised his hand and suggested: "Squad leader, I think this program in our class must not only be well produced, but must also win the first prize."
"Winning an award is a good thing, but why do you have to win the highest first prize?"
Ma Xiaolan was a little puzzled. After all, the number of places for the first prize is really limited. Only two or three classes in the whole school have the opportunity to get it every year. It is very difficult.
Hearing this, Wang Lu stood up and explained, "Because that certificate is very important to our students who want to take the art test! Our art test has an interview session, and whoever has more certificates and higher grades will be more successful in the test room." There is an advantage!"
"Yes, monitor, we don't need everyone in the class to be on stage for this program, but for our future exams, please make sure to produce a high-quality product." Du Yunfei also stood up and echoed.
Ma Xiaolan was a little embarrassed: "But... I'm not a professional, and most of our classmates don't know what kind of program to win."
At this moment, Xia Zhu stood up suddenly and said: "Then leave this program to our art students to be in charge of it full-time. This award is really important to us. Besides, there is a specialization in art. In order not to hinder the study of other students Time, so let us take responsibility for this matter."
Hearing Xia Zhu's suggestion, the literary and art committee member nodded and agreed, but soon she asked with some doubts: "But the question is, what kind of program can attract all the art students in our class, and is sure to win prize?"
If you want to say that the most eye-catching and cheering programs at the cultural evening are nothing more than those types of programs.
1. Charming girl dancing, or boy hip-hop.
2. Dynamic music that can make the audience HIGH.
But the problem is that this kind of show has high requirements for the performers themselves, and the art students in Class [-] all have their own areas of expertise, and it is impossible to mix them up like a big pot.
It's okay to make up for this kind of show by playing perfunctorily, but it's still far from winning the first prize.
Therefore, removing the above two options, there is only one type of alternative programs left——
3. The king of kings at the culmination of previous King's Landing Gala: drama sketches
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(There is a difference of [-] or [-] people between the first order and the subsequent one? I was shocked. Where did these people go?)
(No matter how you say it, I sincerely hope that you don’t see my pirated version. My grades are very good. I don’t care about such small subscriptions. For me, even if there are only a few dozen more subscriptions, it is very, very important! Can you get up? Look at the dozens or hundreds of people.)
(Alas, the collection is growing rapidly, but the subscription ratio is not ideal. I have already suffered from collection growth phobia!)
A new chapter has officially begun, and the Shura field is almost on the brink of explosion.afraid.jpg
(End of this chapter)