Chapter Seventy-Seven: Welcome Party (Part II)

"Okay, okay. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Xue Qingqing, you are willing to have a 'big meal'. Can I still promise you? ā€

Looking at her brainless appearance, can Zhao Yiming get down? If you refuse or hesitate, you may be annoyed.

Seeing that he agreed, Xue Qingqing hurriedly turned around and took out a delicate pink notebook from the belly of the desk. While handing it to Zhao Yiming, he said in an uneasy tone: "This is my idol's autograph." I already have the autographs of several of my idols, which is very valuable. Can you get her to sign this notebook? ā€

"No problem, it's just a signature, Ning Muxiang will definitely agree. You can rest assured. ā€

Zhao Yiming is quite confident in this. Judging from the last contact with Ning Muxiang, although I don't know her very well, at least she is not such a cold and arrogant person. Such a trivial matter, she should have agreed.

gave Xue Qingqing a reassurance, and he reached out to pick up the notebook she handed over with both hands.

I thought I could pick up the notebook easily, but I didn't seem to want to accept the control. Zhao Yiming wanted to grab it, but the notebook shrank back. At a glance, it turned out that Xue Qingqing was dragging and not letting go.

"Huh? Xue Qingqing: What do you mean by this? Zhao Yiming asked suspiciously.

Xue Qingqing's face was a little red, and his voice was much quieter. But she was very firm, which can be seen from the fact that she grabbed her notebook tightly, and Zhao Yiming pulled it several times and failed to get the notebook from her hand.

"Zhao Yiming, can you ask Ning Muxiang to write me another sentence?"

"Xue Qingqing, you have to make inches!" Su Yan on the side couldn't help but say.

"You have to take care of it."

Maybe it was annoyed and angry, Xue Qingqing's little shyness just now disappeared immediately, and he yelled at Su Yan.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiming hurriedly played a round: "Okay, Xue Qingqing, I will also agree to your request." But what else do you want, can you say it all at once? ā€

"It's gone!" Xue Qingqing saw that Zhao Yiming agreed, and he couldn't bother arguing with Su Yan when he was excited.

Zhao Yiming was finally able to take over her baby notebook.

I opened it and looked at it. Zhao Yiming had to admire Xue Qingqing.

This girl can do it!

Song Huaiyu, Xian Xueqiao, Yan Yiyi, Liu Qilan......

She already has the signatures of eight or nine big-name stars in this small book, from singers to movie stars to variety show stars, which can be said to span the entertainment industry.

And some celebrities didn't just give her an autograph, but wrote her blessings. For example, the famous singer Song Huaiyu wrote to her: I wish Xue Qingqing good health, success in his studies, and a bright future. Half of the stars in her book have given her a message.

No wonder she wanted Ning Muxiang's inscription, it's all traditional!

Closing the notebook, Zhao Yiming solemnly put it into his schoolbag: "Xue Qingqing, don't worry, you are satisfied with tomorrow's results." ā€

Xue Qingqing was relieved, but Lan Siyan asked worriedly: "Then Zhao Yiming, are you prepared to participate in the show?" I don't know Ning Muxiang, but there is no vanity under the fame. Can you win her? ā€

As soon as Lan Siyan said this, Su Yan and Xue Qingqing also looked at him worriedly.

Su Yan naturally stood on the side of Zhao Yiming and No. 1 Middle School. And although Xue Qingqing regards Ning Muxiang as an idol, as a middle school student, of course she still hopes that her school can win.

"It's okay, it's not about who wins or loses." Zhao Yiming replied easily.

"Since ancient times, there is no first place in literature, no second in martial arts, and it is not an official competition, and there are no professional judges, how can this be compared? What if my show is really worse than hers? On the other hand, if my show is a little better than Ning Muxiang, will those guys from Yingcai admit defeat? ā€

"That's right, even if the talent program is obviously inferior to ours, they won't be convinced."

Su Yan nodded yes again and again, with a sense of hatred for the enemy. After staying in the school for two days, he has been infected by the school spirit of No. 1 Middle School, and he will never have a good word for Yingcai.

Lan Siyan and Zhao Yiming only looked at each other helplessly, smiling and silent. Su Yan told the truth, but he only said half of the truth, and he didn't say half of it - if the program of No. 1 Middle School was obviously inferior to the talent, No. 1 Middle School would not be convinced.

"So rest assured. Although I can't guarantee that my show will be better than Ning Muxiang, I still dare to say that it won't be any worse. ā€

Zhao Yiming comforted.

Despite what he said, Lan Siyan was still a little worried.

In order to reassure her, Zhao Yiming simply told her some of the thoughts that came to her when he decided to participate in the performance.

"Ning Muxiang's performance project must be a piano solo. I'm going to sing a song, and I'm not going to play against her at all. ā€

"Sing! Is it a new song? ā€

Lan Siyan's eyes began to flicker with a strange brilliance: "Is it the song "Childhood"? I've only heard of my grandfather, but I haven't heard of it yet. ā€

She didn't mention "Gardenia Blossom", not only because she was more curious and looking forward to "Childhood", but also because of some other unspeakable reasons.

"Childhood?" Zhao Yiming was stunned for a moment, he left it behind after singing this song at Shen Pinghe's house. If Lan Siyan hadn't mentioned it now, he wouldn't have remembered it at all.

"Childhood" is not bad. Reminded by Lan Siyan, Zhao Yiming subconsciously held his chin and thought about it.

For the program to be performed at the welcome party, he has already taken the big idea, which is to sing a song. But he hasn't made up his mind about which one to sing. I didn't make up my mind not because there were no suitable songs, but because there were too many suitable songs, which made Zhao Yiming picky.

After several screenings, he still has several campus songs in his heart. Now that Lan Siyan reminded him, Zhao Yiming found that "Childhood" was really more suitable, at least than the campus songs he expected.

"Childhood? That's a good idea. I was going to have other songs to prepare. ā€

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Yiming said the true thoughts he was thinking in his heart.

"Other songs? Zhao Yiming, have you written a new song again? Hearing him say this, Lan Siyan's attention shifted.

"Haha." Realizing that he had lost his words for a while, Zhao Yiming immediately covered it up and said: "I'll tell you how boring the content is now." Leave a little bit of mystery to my show. Maybe there's a surprise then? ā€

"Surprise! As long as it's not frightening. ā€

It was not Lan Siyan who answered his words, but Su Yan, who was already a bit of Zhao Yiming's shadow of the bad friend in his previous life.

"Well, it's just scared, scared to death."

Zhao Yiming also responded politely. He really likes such two people to lose each other, and he was happy to do this in his previous life.

After a few words with Su Yan, Zhao Yiming looked at the time, it was already 3:40 in the afternoon. hurriedly ended the fight with Su Yan, grabbed the schoolbag and carried it diagonally.

"Let's talk tomorrow, I have to go first." As he spoke, he looked at Lan Siyan, and with a twitch of his brain, he asked, "Let's go together?" ā€

Su Yan and Xue Qingqing are boarding students, but Lan Siyan goes home every day.

"Huh? No, Teacher Yuwen said that he would talk to me after class. I was waiting for her in the classroom. Lan Siyan was also caught off guard by the question, and put his chin to his chest before answering him in a surprised voice.

Zhao Yiming quickly shrugged his shoulders pretending to be indifferent and nodded to Lan Siyan in understanding. said goodbye to Su Yan and Xue Qingqing again, and slipped out of the classroom.

Pig head!

Scolding himself all the way. was originally a polite word, but how could he be so ambiguous by himself, as if he was inviting. Zhao Yiming was a little skeptical, did he really have the same feeling about Lan Siyan as he had in his previous life?

This shouldn't be wrong, the throbbing mood of the year is indeed gone.

Did love at first sight turn into long-lasting love?

But that's not a long time. He was reborn, and it was only a little more than a month since the two of them reunited, and they only got along for five days. Is five days a long time?

Well, you have to live like a year to count.

Out-of-tune thoughts have been wandering and crooked in my head. When he picked up his little cousin from Jingxing Elementary School, took her little hand and walked home together. His thinking had changed to another question.

"Looking for a girlfriend? Or a dog? ā€

suddenly came out of this self-talk, it was not that Zhao Yiming was babbling when he fell out of love, nor was he really comparing the two.

was just taken into the ditch by Wang Mengmeng, a little girl. As soon as this little girl saw Zhao Yiming, she began to tell him interesting things in elementary school. And the most interesting thing today is her classmate Xiaohua. Of course, there is nothing interesting about Xiaohua, just an ordinary little girl. Interestingly, Xiaohua raised a small beige Labradoodle, and at noon followed Xiaohua's way to school all the way to school.

Adults have little resistance to cute things, let alone elementary school students. The little girl kept talking about the cuteness, gentleness, intelligence, and liveliness of the Labrador.

Zhao Yiming was successfully taken to the ditch in this way.

"Brother! What's so good about a girlfriend, it's better to have a puppy. Hearing Zhao Yiming's words, the little girl immediately replied, and then looked at him with bright eyes: "Brother, let's raise a puppy." ā€

The little girl finally saw the dagger.

Zhao Yiming suddenly realized, it turned out that she had been chattering all the way for a long time, and there was a purpose for taking herself into the ditch!

Putting aside his thoughts, Zhao Yiming planned to deal with this scheming little woman first. If nothing else, just because of the famous three-minute popularity of the little girl, Zhao Yiming is not optimistic that she can take care of a puppy. When the time comes, you will either throw it to your aunt or have to take it over yourself.

Zhao Yiming has learned a lesson, and he has been exercising and running and boxing early in the past few days. The little girl has no interest in running, but is full of interest in Tai Chi. As a result, I followed myself to Tai Chi for three days, and followed my sister to Wing Chun for three days, and I couldn't see her shadow. And Zhao Yiming also had no way to take her to lie in bed in the morning, and all her plans for exercising her became a piece of waste paper.

But how to deal with her? Zhao Yiming's eyes rolled and he thought about it.