Rongcheng is colder than Xia Haiyin, and in the cold air, a group of Han palaces and castle-like buildings unfolds within the downtown loop.

The palace building is covered with blue glazed tiles, the cement guardrail is covered with real stone paint, and the red columns run through the façade of the building, which looks simple and heavy.

At the four corners of this vast "castle", there are Han ancient style high-rise buildings, like watchtowers on the city wall, the towers are connected by flying corridors, and the "city wall" is actually a conjoined building, with a "Hui" character structure, and countless classrooms are located in it like a beehive.

The atrium of this pallidromic palace is evaluated by the world-class landscape architect Bodrlatz as a 400-year-old garden. The garden is dominated by ginkgo biloba, supplemented by plum, magnolia, green pine, maple maple, flower pear, and blue jacaranda...... Flowers bloom in all seasons.

The sound of the athletes' march echoes through the complex.

Some students walked through a centuries-old historic tile house, jumped off those bluestone steps, and met a few people in front of the golden ground paved with ginkgo biloba, chasing the blue shadow, with an excited face, "Jiang Hongshao has just passed!"

In this school, no matter how big the news is, it is not much news, but this name alone can arouse anyone's excitement.

A group of people became agitated, "Alone, do you want to pretend to be a chance encounter?"

"Looking for death......"

"Forget the last time Wang Jianxi and Li Li's gang came to communicate in the 27th Middle School, someone beat her up for her idea, but she was warned by several groups of people?

A group of people fell on the woman through the leafy and shadowy trees. The woman stood next to the gate of the red ancient school hall that CCTV reported that this school usually shoots, wearing a blue coat behind her back, standing with a cocoon.

There's a mailroom there, and she gets a letter and opens it with a picture in it.

It was Cheng Ran and Yu Xiao and others who asked Yu Xiao to shoot when they were riding on Huanhu Road, Cheng Ran was on the bicycle and compared to the camera with the same shooting action as her.

Jiang Hongshao smiled, "It's so stupid." ”

Then she paused, and once in a while, she would miss the people and things in that city, and the good weather.

Then put the photo in the letter.

"It's weird!"

A person who had carefully observed Jiang Hongshao's usual situation said in a low voice, "Everywhere she goes, she is not surrounded by stars, and she has to go to the event next, so she opened the mailroom of the people around her, just to get a letter, that person sent her a photo...... What are the secrets of men and women?"

"Pull it down, you belong to the dog's nose, others just came to get a letter alone, you just keep guessing all kinds of things, digging three feet into the ground, digging Yongling?"

"Hmph, for people who usually pay attention to what they care about, of course they will find out if there is a little abnormality. It's not ...... Look at Zhu Xu here!"

The man named Zhu Xu who came over there was one meter and eight heads, with clear eyebrows, slacks, sneakers, and a white coat, and he attracted the attention of many girls who had a crush on him when he just walked through the teaching building.

He saw the letter in Jiang Hongshao's hand, came to her and said, "Hongshao, take the letter." ”

At the same time, her eyes swept silently on the envelope, Jiang Hongshao withdrew her hand and put the letter back into her sweatshirt pocket.

"I often see you coming alone to get letters. ”

"Letters are personal items and sometimes need some privacy. ”

"That's right, popular people value privacy, how can we be like us, we keep it secret every day, I really want to be ashamed of my privacy!" He is very good-looking, and he is also a talented person in the debate club, and he speaks with a good tone and humor, so he is very popular.

However, Jiang Hongshao just smiled, "You said you were joking." ”

It's still hard to tackle...... Zhu Xu secretly tsk, there are many people in their circle who compare themselves to the "Skull Club" are actually betting to see who can win Jiang Hongshao first, of course, the premise is that the means must be clean and bright, of course, it is impossible to come to the crooked way, otherwise I am afraid that it will be self-defeating.

It's just that so far, many people can't show any ability in front of her, and unlike ordinary girls, the chance of impressing the other party with their ability is a bit slim.

Zhu Xu stretched out a finger and pointed back, his movements were dashing, "By the way, your car is leaving, and they are all waiting for you at the main gate, I'll come over and inform you." ”

"Ah, thank you. Jiang Hongshao walked through the forest garden like a gust of wind, passed under the tiled eaves of the monuments, and went to the school square, where a bus was parked, but it was already on the bus, the bus door was opened, and there were some students in blue clothes like Jiang Hongshao in the window, and the leading teacher at the door of the car was looking anxiously, and when he saw her, he hurriedly waved and greeted people to the car.

The bus started again and drove out of the school.

It's just that like those people in the school who watched the bus leave, Zhu Xu was still in the aftertaste of the fragrance left in the air and the upside-down figure left by Jiang Hongshao on the retina, and after a while, he thought of the letter, and his eyes flickered.

It is a ...... from Shanhai City

Old schoolmates?

......

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Located in the small city 600 kilometers southwest of Rongcheng, the art festival performance of Shanhai No. 1 High School has begun.

The performances are held in the lecture hall, which is enough for the first and second years of high school, and the third year of high school does not participate in this kind of program.

The stage has been prepared earlier, the student union and a few teachers in the grade group tied a big wreath, it is said that it was pulled from a vegetation planting base in Shanhai, all flowers, and a circle on the curtain, this is a high handwriting, and many school curtains are only made of colored cardboard school emblems and slogans, and the stage construction should be a little more high-end.

The evening started at half past seven, and there was plenty of time for dinner after school. When the schedule was released, the students were filled with grief, and it would have been great if this kind of performance had been carried out in the afternoon class time. However, the evening self-study near the end of the year is often panicked, and it is also a decision that the school leaders have fully investigated and considered.

The art festival party of a high school was held quite grandly, the city TV reporter came, the whole video was recorded, the deputy mayor Zhang Yongchun was present, accompanied by the principal Ma Weiguo, and then delivered a speech before the performance began, praising the fine tradition of the art festival of the first high school in the city every year.

The performance began in the warm atmosphere after the opening speech.

The first program was the chorus "On the Field of Hope", and then there was an Indian dance, which was danced by the school "SEET" dance troupe, which was basically composed of girls in the second year of high school, and the atmosphere was very burning for a while.

In the performance lecture hall, there was a mix of high school freshmen and sophomores, but many people commented with a smile, "This little waist is twisted...... Tsk......"

Then there is the poetry recitation of the teacher team "Standing on the three-foot podium", which is catchy and eloquent, and the atmosphere is melodious, "The three-foot lecture hall, I feel that the small mountains of heaven and earth are like hills, and I see the vast water rushing to ...... The four spring breezes are prepared, and several autumn rains wash the gap. HeNe Argon Krypton Xenon Radon, in the hand conjure up a neon-like brilliance, the elements of molecular formula series into life, inorganic organic in a variety of forms......"

After the recitation, warm applause broke out, and the atmosphere continued to rise.

The next program was jazz dance, and the instrumental ensemble of the school's sophomore instrumental orchestra performed "Fishing Boat Singing Evening......

There are also programs from the first year of high school, but it can be seen that there are more programs in the second year of high school overall, and the level of performance is indeed higher. Ma Weiguo knew that Zhang Yongchun liked instrumental music, and looked at the deputy mayor, Zhang Yongchun kept nodding with appreciation, and Ma Weiguo was honored.

Yang Xia and her dance team took the stage after this, and the girls wore small tank tops and white skirts, and their delicate bodies were exposed, and Bu drew constant whistles in the lecture hall as soon as they appeared on the stage.

Ma Weiguo looked at Zhang Yongchun with a solemn face, Zhang Yongchun clapped his hands and laughed, "It's okay, young students are the most energetic group!

Then in the music of the British hot girls' single "Annabe", Yang Xia's girl group danced rhythmically, even if a dance team may be uneven, but if there is a main dance that can be driven, it can still add a lot of points. Yang Xia is such an existence, many people look at her dance, and think that it is not easy for girls who dance from elementary school to move from static to moving, not to mention that it is like moving like a rabbit, it is simply a heartbeat like a bunch of rabbits.

After the energetic performance, it still won neat applause, which was not as sensational as the first sophomore Indian dance, but at least it made the first-year group look bright.

As soon as Yang Xia's "Annabe" passed, Cheng Ran and Qin Xizhen, who were in the audience, glanced at each other, and they both saw the tension in their eyes. Their 57 Degrees Band is about to come out soon.

And he and Qin Xizhen, who are determined, both felt a trace of nervousness like being reviewed, not to mention a group of Lin Chu who had been trained from scratch and had no performance experience before.

If it's not good, it's bad......

When Cheng Ran was thinking like this, he saw Qin Xizhen's gaze towards him, she nodded, and said a word to Cheng Ran, and that sentence was, "I believe in you."

The band's songs were chosen by him and given by him.

This is simply the rhythm of temporary dumping.

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