The weakened low-profile version of "Wisdom Fight" did not make Wu Yu follow someone else's surname in the end.

At this time, the students were not as open as the students of later generations, like Ma Ren, who seemed to be tall and big, and when he performed a poem recitation in front of his classmates, his voice trembled a little. On the contrary, the girls performed very naturally, especially the female quartet of Tang Yi, Xuemei, Huihui, and Wei Hong "Let's Swing the Sculls of Happiness", the unique clarity and ethereal voice of the girl made this song sound unique.

Sun Aiwu's dance is enchanting and charming, but the students at this time are not very able to accept this reversal, and they only feel that they are separated. Qin Fan is better, after all, he has seen many boys dancing enchantingly in his previous life, when Sun Aiwu's dance ended, there was a cold scene in the classroom, Qin Fan couldn't look at it, and shouted "good" and took the lead in applauding, followed by the applause of Xi Xilala;

Xuemei also saw it on the side, grabbed Qin Fan's ear, and whispered: "Shameless." Wu Yu and Huihui on the side laughed deliciously.

The performance of the show is not compact, incoherent, and not active, which makes the host Tang Yi so anxious that he is sweating, and often after announcing the next show, he stretches out his hand to grab the performance from the sitting classmates. There are also those who take the initiative, such as Ouyang Yazi, who generously came to the stage to recite Longfellow's "Snowflake":

Flying out of the bosom of the sky,

Shake out of the folds of the clouds,

Drifting to the bare tan of the forest,

Scattered to the lonely emptiness of the field,

Softly and silently, slowly flying,

Snowflakes are falling......

"Whose poem is this?" Xue Mei turned her head and asked softly, and Qin Fan, who was listening quietly, said without twisting her head: "Longfellow of the United States." "I just wondered in my heart, where did Ouyang Yazi know about this poem.

Ouyang Yazi on the stage glanced at Qin Fan, Qin Fan only felt a pain in his ears, but he was grabbed by Xuemei's ears, and said with vinegar: "Don't look at it!"

While Zhao Weidong was dancing in space, Tang Yi walked to Qin Fan and Wu Yu's table and said in a low voice: "The following is yours, get ready." Wu Yu pursed his lips, couldn't help but smile and nodded.

Lao Peng leaned against the door at the door, whispering something to Lao Su who was standing next to him, Lao Su just nodded.

"The next show, Wisdom Fight, performers: Qin Fan, Wu Yu, Li Jinjun. Everyone applauded. Tang Yi imitated the style of a TV host. There was no drum in the palm, and the laughter rang out. The army hurriedly stuffed a piece of sugar into his mouth, and followed Qin Fan and Wu Yu to the middle open space.

Qin Fan thought about it, moved the desk that no one was sitting on the side to the middle, made it a tea table, and tied the Xuemei blue floral scarf around his waist, and the three of them stood up, and then the three of them stared at each other, I don't know who sang the first sentence, and some of the classmates laughed again, Qin Fan saw Wu Yu and Jinjun staring at him, suddenly remembered, and hurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket, and said jokingly: "Chief of Staff, the cigarette is not good, please smoke one, Commander Hu, smoke one." Then these two goods really smoked, and Lao Peng at the door just wanted to come in to stop him, but was stopped by Lao Su.

"This woman is unusual. Wu Yu didn't forget the words.

"What the hell is there in Diao Deyi. Qin Fan also sang this sentence very tastefully.

"This little Diao doesn't talk about face at all. "It's a bit bland compared to marching.

At the door, Lao Su suddenly shouted hello, and the other teachers in the corridor also came over when they heard the sound, and they were all very strange how there were students singing the plays of their era.

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"Lao Su, what's the name of the blind? Sister-in-law A Qing sings breathlessly, Diao De changes the words indecently, so how can Hu Chuankui sing, it's simply an endorsement. Director Tan, who heard the sound, complained. What a mess of singing a good play.

Lao Su also regretted shouting early.

At first, the first few sentences calmed the classmates, and the crow silently pricked up his ears to listen, but the more he listened, the more he laughed, isn't this a funny version of "Wisdom Fight".

Hearing the laughter of the classmates, seeing the raised chins of the classmates, or the female classmates lying on the shoulders of the desk shaking rapidly, cheeky, insisted on finishing the song.

Seeing Qin Fan and Wu Yu babbling and singing out of tune, the teacher outside the classroom shook his head, but the classmates in the classroom slapped the table and laughed and applauded.

"Laugh at the dead, you guys can be funny. Tang Yi smiled with a crimson face.

"Can you be serious and be trampled on, it's a pity that you have such a good skin. Zheng Huihui said to Qin Fan regretfully.

"If we sing it in the right place, in a few years, you will forget about it. Sing crookedly, maybe you can remember it for decades. Qin Fan replied disappreciatively.

Xuemei grabbed him and snorted, she couldn't laugh anymore. It seems to exhaust the laughter of the classmates, and the performances of the students in the back are boring to watch, and the performers themselves are perfunctory.

Qin Fan didn't expect such an effect, for him, this was a missing party.

In his previous life, Qin Fan only had more contact with Wu Yu and Jinjun, and the other classmates basically didn't interact, and he didn't know that Xuemei had a crush on him, and he didn't dissolve into this collective. In fact, the time spent in this class is only more than four months, and these two months are also the most intense time to review the college entrance examination, and there is no time to communicate the feelings between classmates.

This is a pale time and space, and many years later, the contacts between classmates have almost forgotten that there is still Qin Fan.

The real day is also to have a meal on the streets of Jiangcheng.

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After the party, some of the students were still wandering around the campus together, and some of them looked at the object and mustered up the courage to confess. When she went out, she couldn't find Wu Yuhe and Jinjun, and Xuemei followed Qin Fan closely, not leaving an inch.

"It's too late, why don't you go back?" Tang Yi ran over and called Xuemei. Looking at Xuemei's embarrassed appearance, Qin Fan smiled and said, "All back, all back, I'll send you home." ”

Xuemei secretly hated Tang Yi's mouth, and wanted to stay with Qin Fan for a while. "I'm hungry, I want to eat a snack next to the big theater." ”

"Don't tell me, I'm hungry too. Tang Yi looked at Qin Fan after speaking. Zheng Huihui and Wei Hong also came around, followed by the dejected Wu Yu, who seemed to have not succeeded in confessing.

Qin Fan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and after a few years, the young girl pounced on him and didn't know how much, every time Qin Fan saw him, the female companion around him was not the one he saw before.

"Wu Yu, you find the march, I'll treat you at night. Qin Fan said arrogantly.

By the time Qin Fan and the others came to the "red house" next to the big theater, there were already eight or nine classmates following behind. When they squeezed into the shed, they filled the small shed, and the boss, who was waiting for the guests in the cold wind, was overjoyed to see a guest come to the door, this was a shed built by a family of three, and the couple looked to be only about thirty, and there were five or six years old girls.

The cauldron is full of some marinated dried vegetarian and vegetarian gluten, and stinky tofu is fried in the oil pot, and another pot is dedicated to noodles, wontons, and dumplings.

Counting the heads, the couple asked each of them to give each of them a bowl of wontons or dumplings, and took some dried vegetarian and vegetarian gluten, and asked the boss to cut four plates of braised beef.

Seeing that the little girl who was five or six years old was also helping her parents and what Qin Fan brought them to eat, Qin Fan called the army over, picked out a few candies from his pocket, and handed them to the little girl.

The little girl put her hands behind her back, looked at the candy in Qin Fan's hand, and then turned back to look at her mother, the woman rubbed her daughter's head and thanked her with a smile and said, "Thank you, uncle." ”

"How many things did you take?" Tang Yi also wanted to rummage through the army's pocket, but was grabbed by Xuemei and mouthed Jiang Nannunu, and the two girls smiled deliciously.

Wu Yu shouted to take a few sips, but Qin Fan knew that this guy was frustrated in love, so he didn't stop him.

Qin Fan, Wu Yu and Jinjun ate silently, occasionally touching a cup. The girls chattered non-stop, and suddenly, Tang Yi came up with a sentence: "Isn't it Teacher Ding?"