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For high school students, there is no Mid-Autumn Festival called the Mid-Autumn Festival without eating moon cakes, there is no moon appreciation called the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there is no reunion called the Mid-Autumn Festival, but what is the Mid-Autumn Festival without a holiday? If you don't let it go, you still have to assign homework, and if you assign homework, what kind of party do you have to do?

Mid-Autumn Festival evening self-study, Li Nan's arrangement is still that class 389 gathers to read and study for an afternoon, and the evening self-study can be held in the evening!

Class 389 almost rebelled, and instantly understood that the party was all fake, and Li Nan just wanted to take care of Class 389 for another afternoon. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 For a while, more than 60 people in a class were all making noise, all kinds of petitions, and resisting the Kellen violence.

Then, the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival still came.

The whole afternoon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is simply torture, the sunny afternoon, the light reflected on the snow-white paper is dazzling, and many people are thinking about big issues such as life and youth in the classroom, and what will be thinking about small questions such as moore.

After the afternoon class was over, Shi Yu went out to buy ingredients with his books, and a group of men and women set up the party scene in the classroom.

Shiyang rushed out of the classroom as soon as he got out of class, and he didn't know where he went.

The sun is setting, autumn is already in its second month, and the climate in Lowen is starting to cool down.

Shi Yu and Shu Cong carried two schoolbags and carried more than a dozen bags to the 389 class, and the campus was full of Kanazawa, the yellow leaves of autumn fell to the ground, and the dusk twilight stretched the shadows of this man and woman very long.

In Luowen No. 1 Middle School, where there is a good style of study, men and women dressed up are going out, and they don't know where to spend this traditional festival.

And Shi Yu and Shu Cong are walking face to face, chatting about something in this sunset, the picture is so beautiful that it is easy for people to fall into the plot.

"Tired?" Shi Yu asked first, after all, the heavy things are all over the books.

"Not so tired, how about you?" The book series asked.

"It's all right, today...... Thank you so much! Shi Yu said.

"Alas, no." Shucong replied with a blush.

On the other side, the 389 class, who had been waiting for a long time, shouted outside the teaching building: "Big sister! Big brother-in-law! Come on! ”

shouted in front of the whole school like this, and the two people on the road instantly turned red with shame, and their hearts were in chaos, and they turned their heads away.

In Class 389, all the desks were moved to the edge of the classroom, leaving the middle spot vacated for performances. The whole classroom was not brightly lit, except for a few large red chalk letters, there was no festive atmosphere.

A few big characters in red chalk were written by Li Nan: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

This was followed by a big red exclamation mark, and the 389 class didn't know what to sigh about in this matter, and they didn't even know what to be happy about today.

So, someone added a small "no" in the middle of these five big characters: the Mid-Autumn Festival is unhappy.

Some people don't think it's enough, and add the word "good": the Mid-Autumn Festival is not happy.

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The party is still going to be held, Li Nan didn't know that he went out with the female teacher, just so that the 389 class could let go of the fun.

More than 60 people have already sat down, and it is impossible to go out to wave tonight, so they can only play in the classroom, anyway, they are all playing, so have fun.

Everyone first divided the melon seeds, fruits and moon cakes for each student, and then began to wait for Dong Yiyi while eating.

At half past six, Dong Yiyi appeared in the center of the classroom on time, and all the students around her looked at her quietly.

This literary and artistic committee member wore a black dress today, which can be regarded as a full costume, long black hair with a shawl, no decoration in his hair, glasses, a very high nose, small lips, a little white face in the light, medium height, and just the right amount of thinness.

As soon as Yiyi appeared in the center of the classroom, the eyes of the boys in the class quickly turned to the girl.

When class 389 first started, Yiyi was not concerned by boys, she was just an ordinary girl with eyes at that time, and who wanted to dress up suddenly amazed many people.

"Good evening, students." Yiyi was a little timid, but she felt that many people were staring at her, which made her nervous to death.

After saying this, Yiyi suddenly fell silent, she felt that the next classmates should not answer her a word of literature and art, okay?

That's weird! Only a fool would answer.

So tonight's first cold scene appeared, which made Yiyi smile awkwardly: "Let's start the party, the first show is the chorus of four girls in the 403 dormitory, "Wish", I hope you like it." ”

As soon as Yiyi's words were finished, the four girls stood in the center of the classroom, and there was nothing else, they just took out a mobile phone and started singing while playing.

The audience listened quietly to the show that Yi Yi begged for "on his knees".

"The lake is your eyes...... Growing up is a door to leaves, and there is a group of dear people in childhood......"

There was no dancing, no other performances, the four girls sang directly, and they didn't even need to move their hands. If such a show had to be embarrassed to death on other stages, it would have been bombarded by the audience.

It's just because there is a class of Hualin Mengxi among these girls, so all the boys in the class are staring at this show, which shows the importance of appearance to the show.

"Zhao Ming, who do you think is the most beautiful in our class?" He Ke, who was watching the show, suddenly asked Zhao Ming on the side.

Zhao Ming, who was eating melon seeds and watching the show, didn't move his eyes: "Oh, Lin Mengxi." ”

As soon as these words were finished, everyone stared at Zhao Ming in astonishment, and now at this time, they shouldn't say: You are the most beautiful, you are the most beautiful person in our class? This is a stupid question that even junior high school students, no, elementary school students can answer correctly!

And Zhao Ming spread his hands: "Isn't it?" ”

Ning Chen looked at Zhao Ming dumbfounded: digging a pit by himself, this kind of person cannot be saved.

"I think so too, alas! Our Ban Lin Mengxi is the most beautiful girl! He Ke looked at Zhao Ming in surprise.

Ning Chen stared at He Ke dumbfounded: Damn, this girl has misunderstood the point.

"Oh." Zhao Ming casually agreed and continued to watch Lin Mengxi.

He Ke smiled happily on his face, and in his heart: The old lady has given you face like this, can't you say that I am also beautiful? You idiot just look at me, boys are really perverts.

When the show ended, Dong Yiyi went up again and continued to report the next show.

"Do you think this girl is beautiful, Dong Yiyi, a member of the Literature and Art Committee?" He Ke sneered.

Zhao Ming looked at Yiyi, looked at it carefully, and said, "Well, it's also beautiful." ”

"Prettier than me?" He Ke is light on the surface, and the subtext in his heart is enough to write a few high school essays.

Zhao Ming only then turned his head to look at He Ke, and suddenly found himself in a pit, a deep pit he had dug for himself.

"Well, what do you ask?"

"Let me ask Dong Yiyi in your heart, is she more beautiful than me?" He Ke asked word by word, secretly thinking: If you dare to answer yes, you will die.

Around, several people from 110 bedrooms all looked at Zhao Ming, and they all sweated for him, and at the same time, they were ready to watch a good show.