"Something's wrong?" Jiang Shuiyuan instantly felt as if his face was blown by a biting cold wind, and he actually felt a pain like a knife. After a while, Fang Dongmei said coldly: "You have the most to do! How many times have you been trained in total? Either you are on leave today, or Ming'er is absent, and the prime minister of the Government Council is not as busy as you! Look at Renpu Xiaoxiang, he still has to go to class, he still has to participate in club activities, he still has to compete, and he has not missed a single class. Why do you have so many things to do? In the past, when I was training, I pinched my nose and put up with it, but I didn't think that there would be problems when I was about to play at the end of the day. What do you want to do?

Jiang Shuiyuan complained silently in his heart: If I can solve the problem by myself, is the problem still called a problem?

Pu Xiaoxiang saw that the atmosphere in the room was a little stiff, and hurriedly explained: "Aunt Fang, I heard that the final of the Chinese Studies Difficult Selection Contest will also be held next Saturday morning, Jiang Shuiyuan is the main general, so it is naturally not good to be absent——"

"Could it be that the competition of other countries is important, but our singing competition is not important?" Fang Dongmei's tone was very unkind.

The singing contest is really not as important as the contest on the difficulty of Chinese studies! This is not Jiang Shuiyuan's point of view alone, and it is the consensus of all middle school students in the entire Huai'an Prefecture. The most utilitarian and realistic reason is that the champion of the difficult selection competition of Chinese culture can go to the province to participate in the competition, and the name and photo can be hung on the wall of the club, becoming the object of admiration of the younger students without mathematics. Even if you only get a runner-up, it is worth writing it into the file and adding a lot of color to the college entrance examination admission in the future. And to participate in the singing competition, even if you win the championship of the whole province, what can you do? Is it possible that the graduates of Huai'an Mansion still plan to do operas?

Pu Xiaoxiang continued: "I'm not saying that the singing competition is not important, but I just think that the selection competition has reached the finals, and they have paid so much before, they can't fall short for the sake of the mountain, right? Whether it is public or private, the river source cannot be given up, and it is estimated that he is not willing to give up. Now that the matter has come to this, Aunt Fang shouldn't be embarrassed for him, let's think about how to solve this problem, right?"

For the first time, Jiang Shuiyuan felt that Pu Xiaoxiang's girl was really good, not only was she good-looking, but she also knew how to consider others.

"Sure enough, it's a girl who is extroverted, it's nothing, and her elbows are starting to turn out?" Fang Dongmei's face became warmer, and she began to joke about Pu Xiaoxiang, and then asked Jiang Shuiyuan: "Then what are you going to do?"

"I think Pu Xiaoxiang has a good image and better singing, and he can be on his own, and he doesn't need my green leaves to accompany him at all. If possible, can you change the program to Pu Xiaoxiang's female solo?" Seeing Fang Dongmei's face unswerving, Jiang Shuiyuan hurriedly explained: "Teacher Fang, it's not that I want to escape, it's really time that I can't move away! You have to report to the designated place at seven o'clock in the morning to draw lots, and then there is two hours of preparation time, the competition officially starts at ten o'clock, the competition lasts for one hour, and it will be eleven o'clock when the game is over. However, the end of the competition does not mean that the debaters can leave the venue freely, because there will be judges' comments, audience interaction and other links, and maybe there will be on-site awards. This toss left and right, and the morning has passed, and I can't find time to participate in the singing competition!"

Fang Dongmei frowned: "Doesn't your debate team have a substitute? Let the substitute come on! Could it be that without you, the butcher Zhang, they will eat the hairy pig?"

Jiang Shuiyuan smiled bitterly: "There are naturally substitutes, but the reason why substitutes are substitutes is nothing more than that their strength is a little worse than that of the regular players." Now that the game has entered the final stage, everyone has passed five levels and six generals, experienced in hundreds of battles, rich experience, and the strength of each other is almost the same, and the chance of victory or defeat may be on the on-the-spot table of someone in the team. Isn't it self-defeating to change generals now?"

"You also know that the change of battle will be self-defeating, then you still let Pu Xiaoxiang sing a one-man show?" Fang Dongmei's voice was fierce.

Jiang Shuiyuan carefully divided his temperament and said: "Although both are competitions, there is a big difference between competitions and competitions! Singing competitions can be sung by one person solo, two people can sing in duet, and even thirty or fifty people can sing in chorus, and there is no certain rule in terms of the number of people." The requirement must be a team of four people, all of which are indispensable, and the four people in the game have a clear division of labor, but they must work closely together, and if they are not careful, they will be all over the place......

"Say a thousand things and ten thousand, you just don't want to participate in a singing competition, do you?"

"No, no, no, Teacher Fang, of course I want to participate in the competition!" Jiang Shuiyuan immediately shouted, "The key is that time does not allow it!"

The logic of Jiang Shuiyuan's answer was exactly the same as "money is not a problem, the key is no money", Fang Dongmei was also angry and laughed at his scoundrel, and did not speak for a long time. Pu Xiaoxiang was afraid that they would quarrel again, so he immediately played a round and said: "We all know that you are going to participate in the difficult competition of Chinese studies, but time is like the position on the bus, there will always be crowding." What's more, the singing competition takes no more than ten minutes from the stage to the end. Can't you even squeeze in ten minutes?"

"I'm afraid of delaying your performance,...... Jiang Shuiyuan said this, but he was thinking in his heart: What? The singing competition only takes less than ten minutes? That is because you don't count the messy time of changing clothes, putting on makeup, and waiting for the venue! Moreover, it is a full three or four kilometers from the hall of the Prefectural Museum of Culture and History to the Culture and Art Center, and there are many people in the middle, so if you are slightly blocked, I am afraid that three or five ten minutes may not be the problem!

It's like taking a plane, it only takes two or three hours to fly from the imperial capital to Shanghai, but if you take the time to catch the car, take the car, go through the security check, wait for the plane, and leave the station after arriving at the destination, buy a ticket, and take the airport bus to the city, I'm afraid you can't hold it for five or six hours. And that's if the flight is not delayed!

Fang Dongmei seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world: "Are you also afraid of delaying the performance?"

"If you're afraid of delaying our performance, then be clean and neat, run out as soon as the competition is over, we'll be waiting for you at the door of the hall of the Museum of Culture and History!" Pu Xiaoxiang snapped his fingers and calculated: "The singing competition officially started at nine o'clock in the morning, and a total of 17 middle schools in the province sent teams to participate, according to the calculation of 8 to 10 minutes for each program, the competition will not end at least half past eleven." Aunt Fang, you are a judge, a little fork in the middle, say something or something, it is easy to drag it to twelve o'clock!

"The race at Jiangshuiyuan ended at 11 o'clock, and when I called a car to wait at the door, I went straight to the culture and art center as soon as I came out. Makeup, changing clothes, and so on are all solved in the car, and I strive to be able to go directly to the stage as soon as I get there. Of course, the most important thing is to ask Aunt Fang to come forward and help put our show first or second to last, so that the plan can be implemented!"

"Are you sure you want to rank the show first or second from the bottom?" asked Fang Dongmei with a blank stumble, but she didn't think it was a big deal to adjust the order of the show, and she didn't know how capable she was.

"Hmm!" Pu Xiaoxiang nodded very affirmatively: "The penultimate is Jiang Shuiyuan's lucky number, and his program was the second-to-last at the New Year's Day party before, and he won the championship of the whole game in one fell swoop." If you get his light this time, if you are first or second from the bottom, you will definitely be able to win the first place in the competition!"

"I'm too lazy to care about you. Fang Dongmei said angrily, "But I can remind you that it is best to take a car around the outer ring road, and don't go to the city! There are many people and cars on weekends, and if you are not careful, you will be stuck in traffic on the road." If you really want to block the road, even if Aunt Fang and I wear out our mouths, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you!"

"I know that Aunt Fang is the best!" Pu Xiaoxiang suddenly smiled like a flower, hugging Fang Dongmei's waist and coquettishly. The two women, one graceful and luxurious, the other bright and shining, hugging each other but contrasting with each other. Rao is Jiang Shuiyuan has been with them for so many classes, and when he sees this scene, he also has a premonition of nosebleeds.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's all big girls, and it's not too big or small. Don't you see that there is a big light bulb on the side? I don't know if I am ashamed!" Fang Dongmei saw that Jiang Shuiyuan's face turned red and her eyes straightened, and she couldn't help but pat Pu Xiaoxiang lightly.

Pu Xiaoxiang raised his pointed chin tremblingly: "Hmph! Just let him see that he can't eat, starve him to death!"