In the event of the New Year's Day Gala, Liu Pian participated in two consecutive sessions in the first and second years of high school, sang inspirational songs with others, and also performed sketches with others.

Compared with various competitions and essay competitions in mathematics, physics and chemistry, Liu Pian likes literary and artistic activities.

It's just that this year's literary and artistic activities, why haven't you received any rumors at all? If it weren't for Wang Yan's reminder, Liu Pian would have almost forgotten about this stubble.

"Xueba, has the news of the literary evening just been released?" asked Liu Pian.

"No, it's been days. ”

"I'll go, the soldiers didn't even tell us. ”

Wang Yan sighed helplessly, "It is estimated that the soldiers don't want to delay our study because of the party, but now our study in the third year of high school is too intense, how can we still have time to watch the party?"

Hearing this, Liu Pian nodded her head to show understanding. After all, they are good students and scholars, and they are different from art candidates like themselves.

But people don't want to go, Liu Pian won't stop his pace. Not only did he want to go, but he also wanted to go to the show.

After packing up the books, Liu Pian said goodbye to Wang Yan, went to the office, and chatted with the soldiers about the party.

For others, the soldiers would never agree to go to the party, let alone participate. But for Liu Pian's slippery head, the soldier thought about it and agreed.

"It's okay for you to participate, but just go by yourself, and don't affect the learning of other students in the class. The soldier admonished.

"No problem. Liu Pian grinned and made an "OK" gesture.

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At noon the next day, Liu Pian went to the school student union and prepared to register for a name. This is the last theatrical gala of my high school career, and if I miss it, I won't have it again.

Finding the office, Liu Pian knocked on the door, and only pushed the door in after getting a response of "please come in". There were a few desks in the room, but there was only one male teacher sitting here.

This teacher Liu Pian also knows, surnamed Zhu, who teaches music in the first year of high school. When Liu Pian was a freshman in high school, he took music lessons. Then after the sophomore year of high school, there were no more music lessons.

In the first two literary evenings, Liu Pian actively participated in every time, but she was very familiar with Teacher Zhu.

"Teacher Zhu, I'm here to sign up for the gala. Liu Pian doesn't ink, and opens the door directly to the mountain.

"Liu Pian?" Teacher Zhu recognized this handsome young man with half-squinted eyes at a glance, "Aren't you a senior in high school now, and you still have the heart to participate in the literary evening?"

"I'm taking the art exam now, teacher, you don't have to worry about affecting my studies. ”

"Really?" Teacher Zhu was surprised, how high Liu Pian's previous level was, he knew that this kind of half-baked person to participate in the art examination was hopeless, right? But this is people's own choice, and he can't interfere with anything.

"Oh well. Taking a deep breath, Mr. Zhu asked again, "What show do you want to perform this time?" ”

The willow liar also took a deep breath and said word by word: "I want to sing solo." ”

"Solo?" Mr. Zhu's expression suddenly became tangled, and his eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

Liu Pian scratched her head, puzzled: "Teacher, this... Questions?"

Teacher Zhu shook his head and nodded again, "I have no problem here, but you may have a problem there." ”

"Me?"

"You know what's the most signed up? It's soloists! But the party is so long, we can't get all the soloists, we can only pick a few of them. You know that, right? We're going to have to make time for other shows. ”

"And this stubble?" Liu Pian was a little confused, he had never sung solo before, and he really didn't know that there were still these doorways in it.

"So, do you still want to report a solo? Teacher Zhu lightly tapped his fingers on the table, ready for Liu Pian to change his decision.

"Why don't you report? Teacher, apologize to those students who signed up for solo singing on my behalf, and I will take one of the places first. Liu Pian smiled and said shamelessly.

The corners of Mr. Zhu's mouth twitched, after two years, this kid's skin has not only not become thinner, but thicker.

"Okay, I've said everything that needs to be said, since you insist on singing solo, don't blame the teacher for not reminding you when the time comes. ”

Liu Pian nodded, "I know it myself." ”

"Fill out this form, your personal information, and the repertoire you sing. ”

"Oh. ”

"You can write a few more songs, and if you pass them, you will have to rehearse them at that time, so you can see which one is more suitable. ”

"Okay. Liu Pian didn't think much about it, so she wrote all three of her songs.

Teacher Zhu looked at the songs on the form, sighed, and teased: "Lin Youjia's song? ”

The Liu liar was extremely calm, and replied nonchalantly: "Yes, because I'm a fan of Lin Youjia." He is handsome, sings well, and has good morals and honesty, such a good singer is rare in the world. ”

"Lin Youjia's song is really good. Teacher Zhu nodded in admiration, and after sending out a wave of deception points, he suddenly asked with a strange face: "How do you know that Lin Youjia is very handsome? His photo has not been released, right?"

Liu Pian handed the completed form to Teacher Zhu, touched his face, and said with a smile, "Guess, I heard that those who sing well are very handsome." ”

Teacher Zhu's expression is even more weird, is there a positive relationship between singing well and being handsome?

"Teacher, then I'll leave first, and you will notify me when the review is due. Liu Pian got up and said goodbye.

"Hmm. ”

Nodding, he watched Liu Pian walk out of the office. Looking down at Liu Pian's form again, Teacher Zhu shook his head with pity, "Where is solo singing so good, you are not the only art candidate in our school." ”

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In the next few days, the fast pace of the third year of high school continued as always, and Xiao Hei's roommates were working hard to revise.

The so-called revision is nothing more than constantly brushing the questions, brushing the test papers, and then discovering your mistakes and correcting them, and then putting into the next cycle of brushing and correcting.

This is the daily life of Chinese high school students, and it is also a product of the times born under exam-oriented education. Students are like goods on an assembly line, being transported one by one into the larger factory of the university.

Liu Pian doesn't like this rote learning method very much, and she either brushes or brushes questions all day long, which is really not interesting or interesting at all.

Participating in the theatrical evening this time is largely because Liu Pian wants to have some fun for himself in his spare time, otherwise he will feel that he will go crazy by brushing tons of test papers every day.

Notes and formulas, Liu Pian still wants to choose notes.

Until Thursday, the last monthly exam before the end of the semester comes.

The exam lasts over two days, Thursday and Friday. There are a total of six subjects, divided into four exams: in addition to the number of languages, plus a physical, chemical and biological theory.

And the two days of each exam are the two most leisurely days for Liu Pian, because there is no need to attend classes on these two days. As for exams, he doesn't pursue high scores, just do what he can do right, and give up everything he can't understand and can't.

So when he walked out of the exam room on Friday afternoon, Liu Liar didn't have any special feelings, it felt similar to the last monthly exam, and he still couldn't do it.

But for others, this monthly exam is not satisfactory. When Liu Pian returned to the classroom, Xiao Hei in the front row turned his head with a depressed expression, as if he had encountered something unhappy, and his already dark face darkened even deeper.

"Willow liar, I'm done with it this time. ”

"Huh?" Liu Pian was puzzled, the last lesson was Li Zong, but he didn't have any special feelings.

Xiao Hei said depressedly: "This time it is a bit difficult to make a comprehensive statement, I feel that I have failed the test, and I haven't finished the questions." ”

"I haven't finished writing it either. ”

"Can that be the same? Which exam did you finish?" Xiao Hei became more and more depressed the more he thought about it.

Liu Pian rolled her eyes, if she could write, would she be so empty?

"Liu Pian, I also asked some other students, and I heard that they didn't do very well in the exam. ”

A look of worry appeared on Xiao Hei's face, "I feel that our class is going to finish this monthly exam." ”