There are nine programs in the class newspaper, and only three can pass the rehearsal, and it is to be determined that there are two groups.

There are so many resources, and the teacher in charge of the rehearsal must also arrange it properly, and strive for the rain and dew to be evenly wet, and every class will participate in it.

But some classes, such as class eight a year, play very well, and all five programs can be selected, but they also have to give others a chance, and then there will be pending programs.

Outcome...... It was until the festival began.

No more play.

"Students, let's go to the studio hall in two minutes, and now we have to go to the toilet again, get there, don't walk around at will, don't make loud noises, the show is almost two hours in total, after the end, our holiday will begin, here, the teacher wishes everyone a Merry Christmas in advance, a long week of vacation, just after the New Year's Eve school, have fun, go back to school to study hard, and strive for this final exam, we have the first place in eight classes a year. ”

Bai Yilin said a few words freely, and won a lot of applause.

He is very popular, and his classmates like him very much.

After finishing speaking, many students went to the bathroom, went back to the class to gather, and came to the studio on the top floor together.

Many classes were already sitting inside, and according to the teacher's instructions, they came to the central area on the left and sat in two rows.

"Zhang Yumeng, Liu Caution, what are you doing here, there is no place for you here, go backstage to prepare, and come back after the show." ”

Bai Yilin saw the two of them coming over and said funny.

"Ah, I forgot. ”

As soon as Meng Meng continued, she stood up again and walked to the backstage with her classmate.

Ten minutes, at three o'clock, two men and two women, and four outstanding student hosts from the third year of junior high school came to the stage.

M: Distinguished leaders and distinguished guests.

F: Dear teachers and students.

He: Good afternoon, everyone!

A very simple opening remark, and then the first male student on the left said enthusiastically:

"On this colorful day, we ushered in the Christmas Art Show of No. 1 Middle School, open your mind, express your feelings, raise your sails, and show your literary brilliance. ”

“......”

Balabala, a whole bunch, and then several people said in unison:

"Next, I would like to invite our President Wang to give a speech for the art show, everyone is welcome!"

The principal came to the stage and said a few simple words, and the show officially began.

At this time in the fire escape at the rear door.

"Shall we just go in like this?"

Ziyan whispered, "Are we secretly sitting in the back row?"

"Let's not sit in the back row, sit on it. ”

Zhang Han said funny: "You can do it anywhere." ”

As a result, when they entered the venue, several people standing at the door ignored them, and the two seemed to become ghosts, floating to the roof of the shed, fifty meters from the stage.

Juices, snacks, sofas, coffee tables......

Zi Yan pursed her lips: "What I think is where we sit and watch secretly." ”

“......”

Soon the first show began.

It is a soundtrack poem recitation, a student in the key class of the second year of junior high school, the music is very melodious, and his expression is also full of intoxication.

After three seconds, the recitation begins:

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword in Qingshan, but I didn't know that there was too much homework and I didn't make ......"

Several teachers' faces darkened.

But who knows, the subsequent words were a turning point, a compliment, which caused many students and teachers on the field to laugh again and again.

The opening show is still very interesting.

The second program is a choral song, sung by eleven people.

Soon, the third program, the fourth......

At the beginning, everyone was interested, and a very wonderful sketch appeared, which was the excitement of the audience, and then some shows felt boring and boring.

In particular, some students, in the face of thousands of people, are nervous, and they make mistakes as soon as they come on stage, and this situation also happens.

Finally, most of the show has passed.

"The red and purple have turned into dust, and the cuckoo is new in the summer. ”

"I'm sure a lot of people love summer. ”

"The next program is related to summer, and I invite Zhang Yumeng, a student from Class 8 of the year, to bring you a song last summer. ”

It was still very quiet, only a little noisy.

You can finish this program.

Zhou Lei grinned, put his right hand on his mouth, and whistled very loudly.

"Whoa!"

Many students in the third year of junior high school cheered, driving the rhythm of the audience, and thunderous applause to welcome the cute and cute performances that were about to perform.

Meng Meng wears a more hip-hop style, with her hair coiled back and a few small braids.

Walking on the stage, the lighting effect is okay, and you can clearly see many people in the audience, but unfortunately there is no big screen, except for some people in the front row who can see the cute appearance, the back can not be seen clearly.

This also does not prevent some people from taking out their phones to record videos.

Boom!

The accompaniment sounded, and Meng Meng moved slightly twice according to Ziyan's movements, took a few steps forward, and began to sing:

"What else is there to wait, what is there to be sad, the people in this story are not very exciting, the summer goes and returns, and the people are no longer there, it repeats my surging patience......"

The song has been out for a while, but it is not very popular, Ziyan feels that the melody is good, so she decided on this song.

As a result, with Meng Meng's unique timbre, the whole stage seems to come alive.

After singing a song, the aftermath lingers.

Thunderous applause followed.

Even Zhang Han was applauding vigorously.

"Thank you. ”

Meng Meng smiled mischievously and left the stage very happily.

Singing on stage, there are thousands of people, this kind of experience feels pretty cute, but it's not as fun as going to the ruins.

"I'm making up, Mengmeng's singing is too good, right?"

The pony sitting next to Zhou Lei waited for his eyes: "I can't imagine it, people have a sweet voice, it's amazing! Brother Lei, your vision is high, you can sing and dance, you can study well, you are versatile, it's perfect!"

"It was perfect and flawless. ”

Zhou Lei looked at the stage blankly and muttered: "It's a pity, she is not something I can hope for." ”

"What?

"Ah, no, nothing. Zhou Lei came back to his senses and laughed dryly at him, without explaining.

In my mind, I recalled what my parents and eldest brother said to me, Zhang Yumeng, from all over the world, don't talk about you, even the children of a top family like the Luo family don't dare to provoke, you really like it, don't stop it, but you can only like it in your heart, if you can make her like you, that's your ability, but you can't harass her......

That's what it means, you can like it or not, you can let her chase back, but is it possible?

Zhou Lei feels like it's difficult.

But at least try it.

Beginnan's situation is similar to his, and he thinks the same way at this time.

As everyone knows, other people's parents are watching the show above, and if they say anything provocative, they are afraid that they will be punished.

"Brother Lei, I just recorded a video, and the singing is really good, in the school forum?" The pony thief said embarrassedly: "Let those guys in the high school also take a look, we have a little beauty in junior high school, and the singing is good." ”

"Whatever you want. ”

So Pony laughs and uploads the video to the school forum.

At first there were very few comments and clicks, and in the evening, it began to grow exponentially.

At 5:20, the art festival was a complete success, ended, and the holiday began.

"Mom and Dad, have you been there?"

Meng Meng got into the car and asked with a smile: "I also experienced the feeling of my mother on the stage, it was a little exciting, I was nervous at first, it was fun." ”

"Of course we went to see it live, and the performance was very good, beyond my mother's expectations, very powerful. Ziyan praised.

"If it's fun, then you can also play as a star? Dad sponsors you, gives you a record, makes a movie for you, and lets you win the best trophy in the world. Zhang Han laughed.

"Being a star?"

Meng Meng's big shining eyes didn't blink, and after thinking for a while, she shook her head: "Don't worry, we all have big stars in our family, one is fine, I still want to be a heroine." ”

"Then let's be heroines, female kings. Zhang Han agreed.

provoked Ziyan to leak a helpless smile.

Let's get used to it.

After returning to Xinyue Mountain, having dinner, and playing for a while, a family of three and Zhang Guangyou and others were all in the back mountain.

Meng Meng's big eyes were pricked up, and he observed for a minute, and sneaked to the front mountain, the villa below the castle:

"Uncle Feng, Uncle Feng is here, Uncle Feng?"

"Mengmeng is here, what are you looking for him?" Liang Mengqi walked to the first floor in the kitchen clothes, looked at Mengmeng and smiled: "Your Uncle Feng hasn't come back yet, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, then I'll go out and play. ”

Meng Meng turned around and ran, and two minutes later came to Mu Xue Villa, opened the door on the first floor, and whispered:

"Aunt Xue, Aunt Xue is not here. ”

"If you're so quiet, do you want to do bad things again?"

A voice came from behind him.

"Ahh ”

"What's the matter, so mysterious?" Mu Xue looked at Mengmeng suspiciously: "Didn't you find someone to secretly send you to the ruins, and then came to me?" I can tell you, don't even think about it, don't fool people, you little girl, on this mountain, not a single ant can escape from your father's palm, let alone us, he is the big demon king, we are too tender, not an opponent." ”

"Huh?"

Meng Meng was stunned for a moment.

I don't even know what to say, how can I guess so accurately?

"Giggles, look at your cute look. Mu Xue couldn't help laughing.

"I'm not cute, you're cute! Hmph, I don't like you anymore. ”

Meng Meng pouted and snorted heavily, immediately let go of Mu Xue's arm, turned around and left.

"Okay, okay, your dad has to nod his head for this, let's go find him. ”

Mu Xue was funny, walked quickly, and ran to the back mountain with Meng Meng's hand.

"No, what if my mother doesn't agree?" Mengmeng shook her head: "No, I'll still secretly go to my father at night to say." ”

"It's okay, the master is reasonable, as long as the master nods, she won't refuse. Mu Xue said with a grin.

"It doesn't seem like that's the case. ”

Meng Meng muttered and pondered again.

Forget it, let's just ask.

"Daddy!"

When she got closer, Meng Meng let go of Mu Xue's palm, ran quickly to Zhang Han's side, sat on his lap, leaned on his chest, very tired.

"Want to go out tomorrow?" Zhang Han said with a smile.

The scene just now, how could it escape Zhang Han's eyes.

"Aunt Xue wants to go on an adventure with me. ”

"Going to the ruins again?" Zi Yan stretched out her slender arm and pinched her cute face: "Are you addicted to going to the ruins now?"