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School. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xu Yi sat down in his place with his schoolbag on his back, opened the book and began to read yesterday's homework.

Even though he doesn't have to worry about studying with his savings now, since he can do it all over again, he has a clear goal for himself: not to come to the classroom with the class bell.

This is also the reason why Xu Yi comes very early every day.

Stepping on the bell of morning reading, Kong Chen walked into the classroom, the difference is that today's Kong Chen's face is not very good, and he looks sluggish, like a frosted eggplant.

"What's wrong, old Kong?"

"It's fine." Kong Chen put down his schoolbag with an angry face, took out a few books, and sat down, "Lao Xu, you say that you are not angry, usually my group of buddies, the one who calls friends is called a cordial, yesterday I called them to come over and help, they are all very troublesome, Lao Tzu will break off friendship with them today." ”

"Not really."

Kong Chen puffed up and didn't speak.

This fat man is looking for the bottom of the stairs again, after all, yesterday he saw this fat man call the group of buddies, calling one not to come, calling one not to come, although the night was dark yesterday, but it couldn't hide the embarrassment of the fat man's pig liver face.

"Actually, I think it's normal," after a few seconds, Xu Yi expressed his opinion, "What do you think, what kind of program did the king call me to patrol the mountains?" It's a children's show at best, do you think people will come? A group of big men are dancing children's shows on stage, saying that they must not lose the dead? ”

"I'll rub it, then why aren't you ashamed."

Xu Yi was speechless, how could he not dislike it, but could he say it?

Can you say that?

No!

This fat man has always been proud of his dancing in the newspapers, and he has been boasting for two or three days just by bragging about it, and he wants to tell the whole universe with a loudspeaker.

If he said it, the fat man didn't know how to spray himself to death.

"I am me. I can't speak for the masses that aren't. "Xu Yi exonerates his conscience.

"I said, they just didn't treat me as a buddy, they thought of me when they were eating, and when they were in trouble, they smeared the soles of their feet faster than anyone else," Kong Chen complained scoldingly, and then said. "Forget it, anyway, this dance has them or not, so let's do it, Lao Xu is not a son, I will be a father, the king asked me to patrol the mountain This dance can still dance."

"Stop, stop." Xu Yi hurriedly interrupted.

Boy.

If you don't agree with this word, you will be demoted to a son, right, he should be a son? After that, how will he run on the road of Internet celebrity?

Seeing that Kong Chen's face was not good, Xu Yi continued to explain, "I think we should not jump this time and the king should ask me to come to patrol the mountain." Didn't you read what was written in the newspaper, this song has become a morning exercise in kindergarten, don't you want to laugh to death when you jump out at the campus art festival, I still have a song here, in the computer, I'll give you a copy of it in P3 in the afternoon, you listen to it, if it's appropriate. Let's just dance that one. ”

"Okay," Kong Chen thought for a moment. Hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, what if this song is too difficult?" I think let's call me to patrol the mountain, I'm familiar with this song, and didn't you write it? You definitely feel it when you jump. ”

Usually, Kong Fatzi will not admit that his brother is only a high eight bucket and a rich five-car can understand the staves. But now he remembered.

"This song is really inappropriate, a group of kindergarten children dance with you, what's the matter, so let's bring the song in the afternoon, if you think it's not good, it's not too late for us to change it." Anyway, I wrote a lot of songs, and I didn't miss this one, and I also wrote this song in the afternoon, so it's the same for any dance. Xu Yi shamelessly blocked Kong Chen's back road, and no one knew about it anyway.

"And what song is this?"

"You'll know in the afternoon," Xu Yi said.

Seeing that Kong Fatzi was not insisting, he didn't say anything.

The enthusiasm of everyone in this wave of campus art festival is very high, and the only few dance studios in Zhaohui Middle School have been fully booked in advance, and the two gaps cannot be inserted.

After running around, Xu Yi and Kong Chen had no choice but to focus on the tutoring class outside the school.

The phrase that money can make ghosts grind once again fully reflects its practicality.

Before noon, Kong Chen had already made an appointment to attend a dance training class near the school, and now it was still early before the winter vacation, so this dance studio would only teach after nine o'clock in the evening, and it would close at half past ten, and it would be idle at noon, just to free up time for them to use, but it was more expensive, it would be eighty at noon, and the teacher would tutor him.

Xu Yi couldn't say anything about money, now that Kong Chen had made an appointment with the venue, it was his turn to sing and dance.

When I went home at noon, Xu Yi bought a music card in the system's goods for the first time.

The function of the music card and the stealing card is almost the same, both are the memories in the depths of the user's mind, the difference is that the stealing card can only be changed to wake up with words, similar to a novel or a script, and the like has to be awakened with a music card.

After buying the music card, Xu Yi lay in bed and began to think about the popular dances he had seen in 15 or 16 years.

With Kong Chen's body, it is not possible to dance some difficult dances at all, firstly, they have no time, secondly, they have no foundation, and thirdly, Kong Chen's fat body is not good-looking even if he jumps out.

What should you choose?

Just as he was thinking, a fragment rushed in front of him.

It was the scene where he and his father went out for a morning run in his previous life.

At that time, his father had been diagnosed with a terminal illness, but in order not to worry his family, his father still went out for morning exercise every day in good spirits, which was the only picture of him exercising with his father.

The location is the small square in front of their community.

The camera in front of them was like a movie playing fast, and soon, they ran to the front of the square, and at this moment, a group of old men and women were lined up in the open space, and in front of them was a huge stereo.

The aunt who led the dance plucked a few times in front of the stereo, then heard the electric current ring a few times, and music appeared in the picture.

"You are my little apple, I can't love you too much, my little red face warms my heart, lights up the fire of my life, fire, fire."

Just one sentence, and the music in my head came to an abrupt end.

"yes, why can't I square dance?" Xu Yi sat up.

Kong Fatzi can't dance difficult dances, dancing ordinary is too unattractive, and it's not good-looking, but square dancing is different, this dance is a national entertainment, and the influence of Little Apple in later generations is not less than the current Phoenix Legend, this is a well-deserved Divine Comedy.

Well, that's it!

Open the system and select the music card.

[Do you want to activate the music card?] 】

【Yes】

After clicking confirm, a set of song scores flashed in Xu Yi's mind, and at the moment of flashing, a thick tiredness struck, with the previous experience of stealing the card, Xu Yi did not make any struggle, and fell asleep on the sofa...... (To be continued.) )