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In the afternoon, school.

Today is Monday, and it should have been cleaned up after two classes, but because of the school notice, as soon as the class bell rang, the head teacher Lao Zhou walked in.

"Inform me, next month our school will jointly hold a campus art festival with No. 2, No. 3 and No. 5 middle schools."

As soon as Lao Zhou spoke, everyone in the audience began to laugh.

The grapevine always comes faster than the official one.

It has not been a day or two since the school art festival was reported among students, but it has not been confirmed by the school.

Although nominally this campus art festival is under the slogan of equal communication, everyone knows that this is all nonsense, this is a competition between several schools, who doesn't want to be in the limelight?

Even if the second middle school and the fifth middle school are not afraid, they are not afraid to win, but the third middle school and Zhaohui have been fighting for many years, and now they are holding their breath and preparing to suppress each other, if it is not for the test of the promotion rate, the second and third years of high school are not mandatory, and this time the burden will not be all on the first and first grades of junior high school.

The three classes of S, A, and B are all key classes, and the school assigned five programs to each class for the school to screen during the last school meeting.

However, don't look at these three classes as key classes, as of last week, only two people signed up and the remaining three places have not been claimed.

Lao Zhou raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, "As you know, this time the school assigned us five tasks and five programs, and the rest of the program shares were given to other classes. Last week, Liu Hailin, the literary and art committee member of our class, had already won a program. There are also sports committees in our class who are also going to perform dances, and now there are still three programs, I heard that the squad leader has mobilized several times and has not been mobilized,"

Lao Zhou came to the end, "Our Class A is also a key class, and it is difficult for us to study." Can he embarrass us for a little literature and art? That day, I met Mr. Li from Class F, and he proudly told me that if our class can't get out of the show, you can let their class help, phew! Shall we use them to help? We can all take down such a difficult thing to learn, and how many programs still use their class? Do you think so? ”

It is undeniable that Lao Zhou does have a great talent for inciting emotions, and in just a few words, he instigated the entire class like a pack of wolves. Whooping.

"Teacher Zhou, I, I'm out of the show!"

"I can read aloud, I want to perform poetry reading."

"I perform calligraphy."

"Teacher, can I sign up? I can't read aloud or calligraphy, but I can play the piano and play the saxophone. Can I participate? ”

"Yes, what's not to do." Lao Zhou raised his head and said to everyone: "The school has set us the goal of five programs. But, let's not think that the five programs are set there, it has to be five, we can have a few more, in case they are eliminated, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. Let's take a look at what it means to be both civil and military. ”

After Lao Zhou's words, the whole class was almost boiling, and there were constantly people enthusiastically participating in the registration, if you didn't know. I thought Class A was now auditioning.

"Lao Xu, do you want the two of us to have a show too?"

Kong Chen's eyes were already hot.

He's not Xu Yi, he likes to hide a little bit of ability, this fat man doesn't care about those, he's afraid that others won't know his ability, he can show off as much as he can, just like last semester Xu Yi can become a trendsetter in school, in addition to the fire of Tianmu Mountain Xianxia Fax, there is also the boast of this fat man.

Without waiting for Xu Yi to speak, Kong Chen stood up and Mao Sui recommended himself, "Teacher Zhou, Xu Yi and I also participate, let's dance." ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole moment fell silent.

Part of the reason for this is that Kong Chen's tone is high, and as soon as he speaks, he suppresses everyone's voices, of course, this is not the main thing, but the name of this fat newspaper.

Dance?!

You say you're a fat man and you want to dance?

Jump what?

Dancing gods or drying fat?

How dare you report dancing?

It's really a starving coward, you Kong Fat Man is not highly conscious, or you can't think about it too much and want to make a fool of yourself.

Lao Zhou was here, and everyone didn't dare to show anything blatantly, but there was no doubt that they were thundered, even if the surface was not too obvious, but some people couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong? I reported that there was something wrong with dancing. ”

Seeing the strange gazes of the people around him, Kong Chen's eyes widened, and he asked Liu Hailin, who pursed his lips and smiled lowly on the podium, with confidence.

"What are you laughing at, Campus Art Festival, this is to give us a platform to go up and show yourself, what's wrong with Kong Chenbao dancing? You should study like Kong Chen and strive to challenge yourself. Lao Zhou said seriously.

Although he said this, he was not optimistic about Kong Chen, after all, he was a fat man, and there were still dances for fat people in this world?

Even if there is, who can watch it?

However, he is the head teacher, of course, he can't hit the self-confidence of his classmates, especially now, he needs everyone's enthusiasm, and now there are not twenty but fifteen programs, anyway, he won't be on stage at that time, just give him a chance.

Hearing Kong Chen say this, the squad leader Dong Hong had no choice but to obediently record Kong Chen's program in his notebook, "Kong Chen, how many people are you dancing here?" ”

"Two."

"Who else do you?"

"Lao Xu, who else can run besides him? Hey, no, this dance has to be performed by four or five people, you can write it down first, and I'll tell you when I pull someone up. ”

Kong Chen looked confident.

Of course, he is someone who has been in the newspapers, and the newspapers have reported on his dance, who would dare to say that it is bad.

Dong Hong wanted to say something, so she listened to Liu Hailin's delicate words, "You write down the type of program first, and then decide it in a week." ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Dong Hong.

After the activity class, Dong Hong already has twenty-three programs in his book, because this is a program jointly performed by several schools, so the school has to screen in advance, and before that, there is also class screening, and the calculation time is only two weeks.

For other people's incomprehension, Kong Chen directly threw two words to those people: hehe.

Wait, brother, I'll let you see what a counterattack is!

After evening self-study, Kong Chen began to call his brothers one by one.

"Hey, old wine, are there any activities? No, then you came over and did my brother a favor? It's not a big deal, it's just a dance, hold the grass, why are you a big man, come and dance and won't die? Hey, hey? ”

"Brother Xing'er? Yes, I'm Kong Chen, what, our school has a campus art festival next month, I'm short of people dancing here, you come to the top, what kind of dance, the king asked me to patrol the mountains, yes, yes, it's the one published in the newspaper, what? You're not coming? Damn, you've been so desperate for so many years of friendship? Grass, then you go eat. ”

"Lao Bai, I'm here...... What? Are you going abroad tomorrow? Then why did you just tell me now, okay, okay, no problem, dinner will be on time tomorrow night. ”

"Hello? Straw rope, yes, it's me, Lao Kong, do you want to dance? Oh, what about the wind blowing in your novel, and the running man's remuneration has been ordered for more than 10,000? Oh, I'm going to have dinner next week. Okay, I won't bother you writing a novel. ”

"A lion? I, Brother Kong, what are you doing? What about code words, I said what are you all doing with this thing, did you earn 600 yuan last month? No that, no disciples, no helmsman, no alliance, no mood to add more, hey, I'll go, someone sprayed you again? Hold the grass, you want fire, what? From next month, three watches.,Hold the grass.,Then your hand speed has to be improved.,Oh,Changed the mechanical keyboard? Is it the one my brother bought you last time? What's that, by the way, you and Sister Yanxi are okay, oh, the sister bought you a gift? It's still chocolate, okay, don't show it, listen to your voice and know that you're happy, okay, hang. ”

After pressing the phone, Kong Chen turned his head and asked Xu Yi cutely, "Old Xu, did my brother forget to mention dancing just now?" (To be continued.) )