As soon as Christmas is over, there are not many days left in the old millennium, with the hope of the new millennium, accompanied by the terrible legend of the "millennium worm" leading to the end of the world, the students of No. 4 Middle School, together with people all over the world, are about to usher in the New Year's Day of the new millennium.

The New Year's Day happened to be a Saturday, and together with the following Sunday, the stingy provincial key high school finally opened its net and prepared to let the teachers and students of the school have a weekend. The students who had been looking forward to it for a long time were naturally happy, except for the three-day holiday on the National Day, they had not played a weekend for two consecutive months.

For New Year's Day, a very special day, the tradition of No. 4 Middle School is not to hold a school-wide celebration, but to delegate all the celebrations to each class and let each class do it on its own. On the afternoon before the holiday, it is normal to stop attending classes after two classes in the afternoon. The rest of the time, until 9 p.m., is the time for teachers and students to celebrate.

Of course, there were at least five or six hours before the second class until nine o'clock in the evening, and it was impossible to devote all of them to the celebrations. The duration of the celebration is generally three hours, from six to nine o'clock, which is equivalent to an hour of evening self-study. As for the previous blank space, it is usually used to decorate your classroom:

Pull colorful shiny ribbons in the four corners of the classroom, make a dozen or twenty balloons, hang a red lantern, adjust the audio equipment for karaoke, and rearrange everyone's desks, enclosing all the desks into an ellipse, making room for teachers and students to perform programs...... And so on and so forth.

Prepare for the New Year's Day party. According to the usual practice, the head teacher Xiao Jinsong handed it over to the class leader Wu Weilai to be fully responsible. Of course, Wu Wei couldn't be in charge alone, so she called Sun Li, a member of the Shanghai Literature and Art Committee, at noon. Activists Tang Jian, Han Lin, Xu Jing, Zhou Shu and several others discussed the celebration of the evening. And Wang Bo, as the seventh class, and even the entire fourth middle school, is a "big name in literature and art". Naturally, Wu Wei was also invited, and asked him to give advice together on how to make the evening activities rich and colorful. Exciting and unforgettable.

In Wang Bo's impression, he didn't have much impression of the New Year's Day party of Class 7 over the years, and he was basically lacking in Chen Keshan. Everyone just formed a circle around their desks. Drink drinks, peel melon seeds, eat and drink, play games of clicking on drums and passing flowers, and unlucky people show shows. But the average unlucky guy can't perform any show, he can't sing - he sings absurdly, he can't play the piano. I can't play the flute, and I can't talk about cross talk. I can't play acrobatics, and in desperation, I can only blush, learn to bark dogs, learn to crow, and chant two crooked poems to deal with things. Especially some people with good academic performance basically have no talent, and this time is the most embarrassing time for them. However, those students who do not have good grades but have a wide range of hobbies can be in the limelight at this moment.

In his last life, he was in high school for three years, and at the three New Year's Day parties, he basically couldn't remember who he had done and what he had said, but there was only one thing that impressed him and could not be forgotten in his two lifetimes was the can of Pepsi Cola he drank at the New Year's Day party in the first year of high school. It was the first time in Wang Bo's life that he drank this bubbling dark brown liquid. He still remembers the feeling of countless bubbles jumping and bursting on the tip of his tongue when the first sip of Coke entered his mouth, it was like ascending to the immortal, indescribable, wonderful, enough to compare with the stimulation he got when he first met a woman in the clouds!

However, this is only this time! Wang Bo has drunk Coke everywhere in the future, but the taste of the can of Coke on the night of December 31, 1998 in his memory can never be recovered. It's like he can no longer get back the feeling he had when he was the first to be with a woman.

At the noon discussion meeting, Wu Wei asked Wang Bo, a literary and artistic brand, to play a leading role at the New Year's Day party in the evening, and to perform a few more programs at that time, so as not to be as frequent as last year.

Wang Bo didn't even hesitate and said that it was no problem, he would go home and get the guitar later, and when everyone's jukebox was available at night. Not only that, but it also accompanies those who want to sing.

Tang Jian, Han Lin and several activists immediately cheered, saying that they would also sing a song, and let Wang Bo use the guitar to accompany them when the time came. Wang Bo waved his hand and agreed to it, just asking a few guys to tell him the song they wanted to sing in advance, so that he could familiarize himself with the score in advance.

The preparation for the New Year's Day party is nothing more than buying streamers, balloons, debugging the stereo, going to the big market or supermarket to buy drinks and fruits, etc. Wu Wei quickly assigned the task, and Wang Bo was also assigned his own task, that is, to be responsible for the sound equipment for singing with Tang Jian. There is a large 24-inch color TV in the seventh class classroom, but it is impossible to have a sound amplifier or something like that, so you need to borrow it from the home of the student who has a sound amplifier. I borrowed it from Tang Jian's house last year, and Wu Wei also handed over this task to Tang Jian this time, and caught up with Wang Bo by the way.

After the matter was finished, everyone was ready to leave, but Wang Bo asked Sun Li, Zeng Siqi, Han Lin, Zhou Shu and Xu Jing to stay for a while, saying that there was something for them to help.

"Boss, I want to help too!" Seeing this, Tang Jian raised his hand high.

"What's the matter, Wang Bo? Could it be that you want to amplify your tricks like the National Day Parade?" Wu Wei, the squad leader who had already walked two steps, also stopped, said with a smile, and looked at Wang Bo with a gossipy face.

"How can there be so many great tricks! It's a personal matter of mine, and I need to find a few people to help. Wu Wei, Tang Jian, you have to go in advance. Wang Bo said.

"I don't have anything to do! The boss has something, so I naturally have to stick a knife in both sides, and it is my duty to do it!" Tang Jianhao said angrily, where he is willing to go, he has to stay and help. Wu Wei also wanted to stay to explore Wang Bo's gossip, but she didn't have Tang Jian's cheekiness, and she wasn't usually like Tang Jian, Han Lin and Wang Bo were familiar with each other, and after waiting for a while, seeing that Wang Bo didn't speak, she had to leave stupidly.

"Captain, can you talk about it now?" Xiao Chili Xu Jing's eyes were full of stars, calling Wang Bo what everyone called him when he practiced dancing before. At present, there are four middle school students who call Wang Bo: Wang Bo, Brother Bo, Boss, Captain, and Wang Zi'an! In the first four, the students in Class 7 are called more often, and the "stage name" in the back is often called by students in other classes.

"You guys stand closer!" Wang Bo hooked his fingers and let a few people closer, "That's the case, it's ...... at night"

After he told a few people about the help he needed, whether it was Tang Jian, Han Lin, and Zeng Siqi, the five girls, all opened their eyes wide and looked at him with an extremely surprised gaze.

"Captain, you really didn't have a big trick, you are a nuclear weapon!" Zeng Siqi muttered, his eyes full of small stars.

"Brother Bo, can you stop being so romantic? You are doing this, and how can we find a boyfriend in the future?" Han Lin had a collapsed face and an exaggerated expression.

"Liang Ya is so happy! I really envy her to death! Alas, I don't know if my future boyfriend will do this to me!" Xu Jing looked like a nymphomaniac.

"What are your dreams!" Zhou Shu glanced at Xu Jing directly, then took Wang Bo's arm and began to be coquettish, "No, captain, you can't let Liang Ya take all the good things in everything, we have to have a sneak peek!"

Sun Li pursed her lips and smiled, but did not speak, but glanced at Wang Bo meaningfully.

"That's it, let's take a look!" Listening to Zhou Shu's hand, the rest of the people reacted and immediately echoed the noise.

Wang Bo didn't expect the reaction of a few guys to be so big, and he was a little surprised. After thinking about it, he got this hand, ordinary people really can't get it, money is a small thing, talent and talent are the biggest difficulties. As a result, Wang Bo looked forward to the effect of the evening even more.

"Alas, don't envy her! She doesn't know! Whether it's surprise or fright, I'll know after trying it! As for giving you a sneak peek, what's so difficult about it? Let's go, go to my house now to get props, and by the way, rehearse it, and tell you exactly what to do when the time comes, so that you don't get a few people in a hurry!" Wang Bo said to a few people.

"Yay!" a chorus of cheers rang out in the air corridor near Class Seven. (To be continued.) )