In the next few days, Cao Ming and He Singbai were recuperating there, the two were fighting, and the time was not too long, during which Mr. Zhao came to visit him once with Tangtang, Tangtang thought that Cao Ming had some terminal illness, and was heartbroken, so he had to give the bear he brought with him to Cao Ming, Cao Ming smiled bitterly, and it took a long time to coax Tangtang to laugh. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for Shang Xuemei and Wang Yi, she has come more often, and basically comes over for a spin when she has to be free, which makes Cao Ming quite moved.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, it happened to be Monday, and the He family was also thoughtful, and drove Cao Ming directly to the dormitory in a small car, and along the way, he also came with a lot of supplements.

Cao Ming didn't refuse, he accepted it quite happily In his opinion, there is no need to pretend to be polite about what should be taken, he was injured this time, and his physical injuries really need to be repaired, and he also knows that in the eyes of people like the He family, human favor is much more important than the supplements that money can buy, and they obviously would rather spend more money than owe Cao Ming a personal debt.

Back at school, life gradually returned to its original rhythm. Except for the teacher who briefly mentioned Cao Ming's hospitalization at the class meeting, there was no follow-up impact on this matter, and everyone soon devoted themselves to learning again.

"The last time I went to the office to hand in my homework, I heard from the head of the grade that the results of the unified examination would be available almost on Friday." Shang Xuemei tilted her head and gossiped about Wang Yi, a little apprehensive and scared in her eyes, and there were still a lot of expectations.

Wang Yi lamented softly: "Why are you talking about this unhappy thing." ”

Shang Xuemei's eyes rolled and changed the topic: "By the way, isn't Thursday New Year's Day, what are you going to do when the teacher said about the show at the last class meeting?" ”

According to the custom, each class will prepare a New Year's Day party on New Year's Day, but now it seems to be a bit of a last supper.

The class teacher intended to let his students relax before the results of the unified examination came down, and strongly encouraged everyone to sign up for the performance program at the class meeting, but there were few responses.

In the end, Mr. Zhao had no choice but to forcibly assign indicators and group them according to seats. Every group of four people will be a group, and each group will have at least one show.

After last night's discussion, the other groups were almost ready to perform something, all of which were helpless choices after catching the donkey on the shelves: poetry recitation, riddles, singing the national anthem or something, or preparing to go up to tell a story, or even being forced to go up together to do radio gymnastics, in short, lackluster.

Wang Yi heard Shang Xuemei mention this, and carefully proposed: "Why don't we go up together and sing a chorus?" ”

Shang Xuemei's eyes were contemptuous, and she was full of interest: "There are three or four groups singing the national anthem." ”

"That ~~~ storytelling?"

"You speak?"

"I—I can't."

"If you want me to say, let's come to something that no one has ever done, how do you say that word, don't fall 、、、 don't fall anything、、。"

Cao Ming couldn't stand it, and the pen tapped Shang Xuemei's twisted eyebrows, and helped: "Don't fall into the trap." ”

Shang Xuemei slapped her thigh: "Yes, it's not out of place!"

Hey, Cao Ming, you are also in our group, why haven't you said a word until now, hurry up and come up with an idea. ”

Cao Ming actually had a score for a long time, but he deliberately said: "There are many ideas, I'm afraid you won't dare when the time comes." ”

Shang Xuemei's tablemate leaned over at this time: "What is the idea, let's talk about it first"

Shang Xuemei's tablemate is called Meng Fan, this person is also a legend, and Cao Ming is in a dormitory, usually loves gambling, at a young age, mahjong, bullfighting, dice, proficient in everything, and is also famous in the gambling industry of the eighth middle school. I remember once after a long vacation, he gathered a group of people to set up a game in the dormitory, gambled that the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and the fried golden flowers were blown up for two days and one night, until he lost a dime before he stopped, and finally found Cao Ming, and angrily borrowed two yuan to go down to have some food, but he didn't get to the cafeteria, he went directly to the staircase, and poured several bottles of glucose in the infirmary before he woke up.

In addition, this person's personal hygiene has also been impacting the limits of human beings, spring, summer, autumn and winter are almost always wearing a single dress, according to his own said that he has several sets of the same clothes, but no one believes it, because he used to be able to smell the smell of food from his body from a long distance, causing people within a radius of ten meters to cover their noses. During a school-wide physical examination, when he took off his shirt, everyone clearly saw that he had the kind of ring-like texture pattern on his body that was generated by not taking a bath for a long time.

It wasn't until he shared a table with Shang Xuemei, when Shang Xuemei was almost forced to die, that his health condition changed qualitatively.

Shang Xuemei has always been too lazy to hide her contempt for Meng Fan, every time she speaks, she has a look of disgust that exceeds the concentration, and this time she is unusual, and nodded in agreement.

Meng Fan was excited, as if he was encouraged, he raised his head and acted as a bridgehead: "Cao Ming, you look down on people too much when you say this, what do you mean by not daring?" I'm going to leave it here today, as long as your idea is good, even if it's a striptease, I'll dare to do it. ”

After speaking, he smiled proudly at Shang Xuemei.

Cao Ming ignored him and looked at Wang Yi and Shang Xuemei.

"Of course I'm fine." Shang Xuemei shrugged.

"I'll 、、、 and I'll see if it's okay、、、",

In fact, just three people can do this job, and it is not difficult for Wang Yi to express his position at the moment.

He leaned his head forward and mysteriously highlighted two words: "Sketch!" ”

"Acting in a sketch?" Shang Xuemei's eyes lit up, obviously thinking that this idea was good.

Meng Fan had already said a lot before, and although he was a little withdrawn now, he still didn't say anything cowardly.

However, he beat around the bush and thought about persuading Cao Ming: "This sketch can't rely on guts alone, whether the sketch is good or not mainly depends on the script 、、、"

"Clever!"

Meng Fan really hit the nail on the head.

However, Cao Ming is least worried about the script, and there are still many sketches that have not yet been released in his memory, such as a very popular episode in his previous life before his death, and there are countless high-quality sketches in it.

"I'll do the script, and I'll write one tonight."

Wang Yi, He Shangxuemei's eyes were full of surprise: "You can write a script?" ”

Meng Fan's eyes were full of suspicion: "Really? ”

Shang Xuemei was not happy, and glanced at Meng Fan: "Since Cao Ming said so, can it be fake?" If you can't speak, don't speak. ”

Meng Fan was used to being squeezed, and he didn't get angry, he laughed twice and acted like no one.

Just do it, Cao Ming then began to write and draw on the manuscript paper, and by the time he studied in the evening, he was done.

Cao Ming first gave the script to Shang Xuemei, but Shang Xuemei read it for less than a minute, and an uncontrollable haha directly summoned the inspector, who was reprimanded and asked to write another 300 words for review.

Meng Fan saw it in his eyes, didn't believe in evil, snatched the script and glanced at it a few times, but a smirk that was louder than before attracted the teacher again, but this time the review he wrote mentioned eight hundred words、、、