It was half past five when the four of them returned to the dormitory, and the sun was gradually setting, which was the real dusk of September in the south, and it would last until more than seven o'clock, and then the night would fall. End of the day.

The class meeting started at half past six, and Yan Yixuan and the others rushed to the classroom after taking a shower, after all, time was running out.

The long school road came and went, mostly with people returning from exercise and rushing to the classroom. Most of them are in a hurry, and the wind is blowing under their feet, as if they are afraid of wasting every minute.

After Yan Yixuan and the four of them went up to the classroom, they found their place and sat down.

He Yueqin had already arrived early, but she was not as late as last time.

He Yueqin stood on the podium, sorting out the documents on the table by herself. In the upper left corner of the table, there is also a small box made of paper with a rectangular slot on it, just enough for a hand to reach into, a bit like drawing a lottery.

He Yueqin raised her wrist and looked at the table below, it was already half past six. Then he looked at the class and asked, "Are you all there?" ”

"Not yet." Li Weiming stood up and replied. "There are still a few left."

"Report." As soon as He Yueqin finished asking, Wang Xi'er and Wang Xiaoke arrived at the two sisters and brothers. Shout out the report......

"Come in."

He Yueqin responded, and then said solemnly: "In the future, the class meeting will ask the students to arrive on time, and Li Weiming will be responsible for the roll call from next time." The latter listened, and nodded.

"Alright." He Yueqin signaled quiet. "Let's start the class meeting." The class fell silent and waited quietly for her next step.

Don't think about it, this class meeting is the arrangement of the welcome party next Monday night, the cardboard box is obviously used to draw people, I really don't know which unlucky child was selected, it's sad to think about.

Everyone is a little nervous, there is hope that they will draw their own, and there is also hope that they will not draw their own, only Yang Wen has a face that doesn't matter, anyway, he has already expressed his position, he doesn't believe that He Yueqin dares to secretly operate to draw him, unless she doesn't want to do it at the First Conservatory of Music! And Yan Yixuan doesn't matter, it's okay if he doesn't win the draw, and he can't make money anyway. Trouble at most.

He Yueqin habitually cleared her throat. Only then did he say: "I already said in the last class meeting that our class needs at least ten students to participate in the orientation party, and now the lottery will begin." ”

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became tense, and everyone stared at the small box on the podium, which contained the names of everyone in the entire guitar class.

After He Yueqin finished speaking, she rolled up her sleeves slightly, looked at the more than 100 students below, and gently put her hand into the small cardboard box, groping for a while, and everyone was worried for a while.

After a while, He Yueqin pulled out a paper ball, which was written as one of the more than a hundred students seated.

He Yueqin held the paper ball in her right hand, and her left hand tore the other side very cooperatively, opening the paper ball.

"The first one, Jiang Ranran!" After He Yueqin finished speaking, she spread out the paper ball and held it high for everyone to see. Signaling that she wasn't lying.

There was a commotion in the classroom. Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that it was not themselves. There are also people who sigh regretfully. I feel disappointed that I didn't win the lottery.

Jiang Ranran's expression was a little unsightly. "Damn, why am I so unlucky?"

'Congratulations, congratulations. Zhang Shao didn't seem to see Jiang Ranran angry, and still poured salt on his wounds. Or iodized.

Yan Yixuan patted him and signaled him to be quiet. Jiang Ranran was in a depressed mood, and Zhang Shao's mouth might cause something.

When a few people were talking in private. He Yueqin pulled out another paper ball, spread it out in the same way, and announced loudly: "Wang Xi'er." ”

"Whew! Good. A ghost crying wolf howled sounded, and there was applause. More than 60 boys were so excited that they were "like wolves and tigers", Nima! Ban Huaye, as long as there is a beautiful scenery on the platform, the show will generally be said to be good-looking.

Wang Xiaoke glared at a few boys in the same dormitory, and several of them immediately shut up, not daring to shout again, they all knew that Wang Xiaoke and Wang Xi'er were sisters and brothers, and they didn't dare to scream next to Wang Xiaoke, after all, in a dormitory, if you don't look up and look down, maintaining a good relationship is the most important thing. And the others were still crying and howling.

Li Weiming, who was sitting in the middle position, showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was the person in charge of the class at the welcome party, which meant that Wang Xi'er and others would inevitably have to contact him when they rehearsed, and they were afraid that Wang Xi'er would "not be on the road" at that time?

Li Weiming's heart suddenly wanted to be drawn, as long as he was drawn, he would have a dual identity, both an actor and a person in charge, and there would be more opportunities to get along with Wang Xier.

Wang Xi'er sat quietly without any expression

Yan Yixuan stared intently at He Yueqin's next move, hoping that it was himself who was pumped, and now that Wang Xi'er had been drawn, Yan Yixuan was "not far behind"!

Yan Yixuan liked the guitar since he was a child, when he was eight years old, the village chief bought him the first folk guitar in his life, with the help of the villagers, he studied music primary school, music middle school, learned a lot of tunes and learned guitar skills, the chords are pressed very slippery, even the middle school teacher is ashamed of himself.

When he was fifteen years old, he made eighteen yuan for the first time on the street, which was the first pot of gold in his life, Yan Yixuan can play and sing in the village is famous, whenever there is a lively day in the village, Yan Yixuan will be invited to sing to everyone, so he not only plays the guitar well, but also sings well!

He Yueqin's hand was pulled out of the cardboard box, spread it out again, and raised it high: "Zhang Shao."

"Damn." As soon as He Yueqin finished speaking, Zhang Shao couldn't help but scold. Nima, what's going on, how do you feel that there are a few people they are more familiar with, and the next one won't be Yan Yixuan, right? "Huh!" Jiang Ranran smiled. Zhang Shao laughed at him just now, but now he is unlucky. Eat the consequences.

Yan Yixuan was suddenly a little deflated, but he still waited for the next one, as long as the ten were not drawn, he still had a chance.

The air conditioning in the classrooms is turned on. The whirring cold air kept coming out. Add a little coolness to the hot weather. But everyone was still nervous and sweating.

He Yueqin's hand stirred vigorously in the cardboard box to show her fairness. After a while, she pulled out a paper ball again, and hundreds of eyes in the class stared at the paper ball in her hand without blinking, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. "It's not me, it's not me." Not far from Yan Yixuan's seat, a skinny boy with dark skin muttered quietly.

'Lin Xianzhi! "I'm rubbing." In a voice of relief and regret, the dark-skinned boy not far from Yan Yixuan secretly cursed. He slapped the table with both hands. It must be Lin Xianzhi.

Yan Yixuan was a little speechless, he wanted to be drawn, but he didn't get drawn, but others didn't want to be drawn every time, what kind of world is this, everyone is shot while lying down, and he can't be hit when he stands up?

"Yan Yixuan, you don't want to go to the welcome party, do you?" Yang Wen, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly asked.

Yan Yixuan gave him a strange look. Nodding.

"Don't worry. There will be your name. Yang Wen said disdainfully.

"What do you mean?"

"Huh!" Yang Wen smiled. "It's just a conspiracy." After Yang Wen finished speaking, he looked at the podium and thought secretly.

(Thank you for the collection, recommended)