After Su Ying's birthday, it was the National Day Art Show, Qiao Lina, as a member of the literary and artistic committee in the class, took the lead in several programs, she was originally the winner, but Mr. Zhao's words made her melancholy, and her previous efforts were lost.

Mr. Zhao thinks that this may be the last time for students to participate in cultural activities, and he hopes that everyone in the class can participate.

Teacher Zhao's wish is good, but the reality is really sad for Jolina, after all, the students are mixed, some students have studied ballet for more than ten years, and some students even sing the national anthem out of tune, so how can everyone participate, the girls can say that they can at least dance, what about the boys?

"Hey!" Qiao Lina sighed for the eleventh time in front of Su Ying, and then looked at Su Ying expectantly, waiting for Su Ying to ask her what was wrong.

Su Ying glanced at Qiao Lina, and didn't understand why Qiao Lina always liked to pester her recently, obviously she also had a small circle of friends, in the past, it was not far from Meng Meng, but recently Qiao Lina is about to become a lonely hero, Su Ying remembered the girl who was crying on the table at that time, and she also ...... Su Ying put down her pen helplessly and asked kindly, "What's wrong?"

"Ahh

As far as Su Ying could see, she saw Lin Siyu asking An Yixing's question, she sat on her side, obediently holding a pen and nodding while writing on the book, listening to An Yixing's explanation very carefully...... Su Ying snorted, and in order to avoid losing her temper, she had to turn back to face Jolina, and saw Jolina looking at her expectantly.

"You...... What did you just say?" Su Ying didn't know what Qiao Lina said just now, and was a little embarrassed, "I didn't hear clearly!"

Qiao Lina closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she usually didn't have Su Ying's scum left, but today she had a request for someone, she could only endure it, Qiao Lina smiled stiffly: "I mean, help me think of a way, Teacher Zhao said that the art show wants the whole class to participate, can we only sing together?"

You still don't laugh, it's too terrifying!" Su Ying rubbed her arms and swallowed her words, "But the chorus is the most suitable, and it's the National Day, so it's the most appropriate to sing a few red songs!"

"Hey, you don't want to think about it, we all sang in the first and second years of junior high school, do we still have to sing in the last year of this year?" Jolina raised her arms in disappointment, "And I inquired, there are six classes in the third year of junior high school, and five classes have chorus, and our class has not yet been reported, so if we still have a chorus, then I don't think it's better to call it a literary performance, it's a chorus show!"

Qiao Lina's voice was not small, and Dong Qi didn't know where it came from: "Don't sing together, it's so boring!

Qiao Lina glared at Dong Qi, who had an idea, unceremoniously: "What are you dancing?

"How to dance radio gymnastics!" Dong Qi raised his eyebrows and unfolded a posture of giving up who else he was, "Isn't it a popular red sun recently? Go up and dance the red sun!" Saying that, Dong Qi put the shelf board up, he raised one hand above his head, and twisted his waist with the other hand, "Oh~oh~Oh~, even if fate is upside down, even if fate is twisted and bizarre, even if fate scares you to be a person, it is not interesting~~~"

"Smack!" A book unceremoniously slapped Dong Qi down, and Chen Wenting patted the book arrogantly, "Hey, you have a good taste! You go up and twist it yourself, we won't be embarrassed with you!"

Dong Qi was obviously smashed not lightly, he stood up staggering with his hands on the corner of the table, shaking his head vigorously, but his mouth did not forget to return the mouth: "Fortunately, you don't twist, I twist and someone will look at you~~~ scare people away!"

"Dong Qi!" Chen Wenting slapped the table angrily, her eyes wide.

Su Ying hurriedly stopped: "Okay, okay, let's not say a word! My ears are buzzing!"

"It's just that I'm annoyed by this!" Jolina glared, "You two are still doing it!

"Then ask the class leader!" Su Ying advised.

"Hmph!" Jolina snorted, "That's what your class elders said, ahem! This matter mainly depends on the opinions of the classmates!" Jolina spread her hands, "If you don't say this, you don't say it, you don't say it! Seeing that the primary election is about to be!

"Well, why don't we go on stage and do a jazz dance?" Chen Wenting said embarrassedly.

"Hey!" Qiao Lina glanced at Chen Wenting.

"No, the time is too short!" Su Ying expressed Qiao Lina's sadness: "Many classmates can't learn!"

"Why don't we put on a show!" Take a newspaper and design some clothes or something!" Dong Qi clapped his hands, "Hey! This must be hot!"

Jolina reacted quickly: "Who is the model, the newspaper is attached to the clothes?"

"I'm wearing newspapers, what clothes are you wearing!" Dong Qi smiled cheaply!

......"Pervert!" The three girls said in unison, and Chen Wenting unceremoniously slapped Dong Qi away.

After discussing for a long time, there was no result, and the three girls couldn't help but be a little discouraged.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what should I do?" Chen Wenting finally understood Qiao Lina's sadness.

Jolina raised her hand weakly: "Or...... Let's sing it together!"

"Don't worry! Don't worry!" Su Ying turned her pen and said slowly, her mind turning a lot of pictures like a marquee, "Let me think about it." ”

Chen Wenting and Qiao Lina glanced at each other, tacitly not talking.

Thinking of something, Su Ying clapped her hands excitedly: "Qiao Lina, in this way, you ask every student in the class to write out their own strengths, and then you summarize them and give them to me!"

"What are you doing?" said Chen Wenting.

"You have thought of a good way, haven't you!" Jolina happily shook Su Ying's hand, "What is it!"

Su Ying smiled, she actually had a general idea, but she still wanted to sell it: "Mountain people have their own tricks!"