Chapter 400
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Do you believe me?
Song Yaoyao smiled. "Anyway, I don't care. Since you're standing on the talent team, then you have to think of a performance for me. As for what it is, you can think of it yourselves. “
Shen Xun: "I'm dying."
Han Jun: "I'm already dead."
Shen Xun helplessly leaned on Song Yaoyao's table, his brows furrowed. "Big Brother, can you make an exception?"
He raised his eyebrows. If she wanted him to hit someone, he could guarantee that he would hit wherever she pointed.
But performing? Sorry, he had never set foot in this field before.
Song Yaoyao looked at him silently. Her rejection was written all over her face.
Her delicate little face was full of seriousness.
Shen Xun gulped and said, "I'll pay."
Song Yaoyao smiled. "Deal."
Han Jun: "??? What should I do? "
"Jun 'er." Shen Xun was in a good mood now that he was free. He licked his lips and reached out to stroke Han Jun's head. "You've grown up. You have to learn to be strong."
Tears welled up in Han Jun's eyes.
Today, I am very weak.
Therefore, in the end, the first two performances had been decided, and the last one was still to be decided.
Unable to put up any resistance, Han Jun slammed his head on the table and said sullenly, "If it doesn't work, then I can only do crosstalk."
However …
The difficulty of performing a stand-up crosstalk was simply too high.
I can't do it!
*
After the program was decided, the next step was to rehearse.
The third class's study schedule was very urgent, so they could only rehearse after school.
In fact, Liyang had all kinds of music and dance classrooms. However, after entering the third year of high school, very few people went there.
Including Song Jingwan.
And now, all the classrooms were packed with people.
Even after school, he was still firmly occupied.
"Class One is too much!"
Tang Xinrou walked into the classroom with some people. She frowned and her face was red with anger.
"Every year at this time, they have to occupy the entire rehearsal room. Others don't even have a chance to snatch it. I just brought some people over to take a look, and they're still there. "
Song Yaoyao put away her pen. "And then?"
"They even mysteriously pulled up the curtains so that no one could see what they were rehearsing. Heh … "Tang Xinrou crossed her arms in front of her chest." Do I need to know? "
With that, she walked over angrily and fiercely rubbed Song Yaoyao's face.
"Anyway! We can only win this time! He couldn't lose! If anyone dares to drag us down, I'll break their neck! "
She suddenly clenched her fists and made a twisting gesture. She looked so fierce that it made people's eyelids twitch.
"Ugh —"
Song Yaoyao pried her hand away. Her face was red from the rubbing, and her eyes were filled with tears.
"Rourou, don't do this!"
She combed her hair. "Then let's rehearse in the classroom. Tomorrow, we'll rent a venue outside."
Song Yaoyao didn't like to argue with others about these things.
"But —" Tang Xinrou said sullenly, "I can't take this lying down!"
"Then work hard during the rehearsals."
There was a flash of envy in Xu Yue's eyes. She walked over and handed her phone to Song Yaoyao. "If you want to dance, I recommend the recently popular dance, Beauty Dance. It's just that it's very difficult. I've learned it before, and I can help you slowly figure out the movements. But if you can dance well, you'll definitely amaze everyone. "
Vaguely, everyone felt that Xu Yue seemed to have really changed.
"You … are sincere?"
Someone questioned.
Xu Yue didn't care. She only cared about how someone looked at her. "Song Yaoyao, what about you? Do you trust me? "
The classroom was quiet. Nobody knew when it started snowing again.
There was no response.
(End of chapter)
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