Chapter 387
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After walking for a while, he turned his head and asked, "Sir, is Miss Song in a better mood now?"
Huo Yunque had already entered the house without looking back. He nodded and said, "Okay."
She was not bad, but she was quite good at tormenting people.
He finally managed to coax her to sleep.
Was it right or wrong to have a little girlfriend?
*
Now that Song Yaoyao had her own car, Hou Jiu would send her to and from school.
When she left the house, Huo Ningxi was getting into the car. The door was slammed with a loud bang.
When Song Yaoyao heard this, she felt anxious for the car. She wondered who had provoked him.
It had been two days. Every time he saw her, he would pull a long face.
"Miss Song, get in the car."
Song Yaoyao shrugged and got into the car.
It was almost New Year's Day. No matter how stressful the studies were, the school would still organize a New Year's Day party.
Early in the morning, Wang Zhongyun announced the news.
"I know you're all working hard, but don't put too much pressure on yourselves. It's almost New Year's Day. According to the tradition of previous years, the school will organize a New Year's Day party. Every class has to perform. There will be three performances in each class. You guys can discuss what to perform. "
"Pfft — Old Ban, are you stupid? When did our class ever perform?! "
"Exactly. Do you want us to be monkeys on stage? I don't want to! "
"Ahem … Everyone, calm down!" Wang Zhongyun saw this and quickly gestured with his hands. "Today is different from the past. Don't you guys have —"
He looked at the girl who was sitting by the window and reading her book seriously.
Everyone's gazes followed his gaze.
Realization dawned on them.
Yes, they had Song Yaoyao now! They could also perform and get a place in the competition!
But the problem was … What should they perform?
Big Boss Yaoyao, did she have any other talents?
Everyone looked at each other. Han Jun leaned on the table and asked softly, "Brother Xun, does Yaoyao have any other talents besides studying?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Xun opened his mouth and smiled sinisterly. "Beating someone up, does that count?"
His fists were hard, so he showed them how to split bricks with one hand.
"Pfft — Don't! Everyone else is singing, dancing, and romantic. Why is it that when it comes to us, the style has changed? " Han Jun could already picture it in his mind. He quickly shook his head to shake it off. "No, no, no. The whole school is calling us barbarians. If this goes on, won't we really become barbarians?"
"Aren't you?"
Tang Xinrou said faintly.
Han Jun: "…"
It seemed to make some sense.
Wang Zhongyun looked at Song Yaoyao expectantly, waiting for her to speak.
One second, two seconds, three seconds …
In the end, he reminded her helplessly, "Song Yaoyao, did you hear what I said?"
Song Yaoyao, who had been called, looked up blankly. "Huh? Teacher, what did you say? "
Wang Zhongyun: "…"
In the end, Song Yaoyao managed to take back all three spots.
The class always said that they disdained performing on stage, but in fact, it was because they had been suppressed by the other classes in the past. In the past, they used to rehearse enthusiastically and brainstorm ideas to add highlights to the performance.
It was just that no one paid attention.
As time passed, he naturally became disheartened and lazy.
"What do you think? Now, everyone, those with talents stand on the left and those without, stand on the right. "
Song Yaoyao stood on the podium and knocked on the table.
Tang Xinrou turned to look at Shen Xun and asked, "Should we go?"
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