Jia Wei stood backstage at this time, looking at the crowd of black people in the audience, and those in suits in the middle guest seat were holding up signs, and the scores on them represented the results of the efforts of those classes. And the applause around the stage represents encouragement to them. The faces of those who achieved good grades showed relaxed joy, while some of the classes with lower scores did not wilt like frosted eggplants.

In the background, Jia Wei felt that his palms were sweating all the time, and the head teacher kept reassuring everyone, and said in an uplifting voice: "We have rehearsed so many times, I believe that as long as everyone is like rehearsals, we are the best." The students shouted in unison: "Okay! The head teacher hurriedly made a quiet tidy-up.

After roaring, Jia Wei felt that the rented tunic on his body was very breathable, and even his breathing accelerated, and he couldn't help but look at Menghan next to him, the girl who was usually wrapped in a wide school uniform was wearing an emerald green cheongsam at this time, her thin body like duckweed was standing straight under the cool autumn wind, and her slender fingers were carefully carved by jade to pluck the scattered sideburns.

The girl seemed to feel something, turned her head and saw Jia Wei looking at herself, and couldn't help but show a good-looking smile, I don't know if it was Jia Wei's illusion, Menghan's face seemed to have a touch of redness, like a red apple in the sun, which made people want to take a bite.

Suddenly, remembering the violent applause in front of him, Jia Wei looked through the backstage, where the girls of the fifth class on the stage were all dressed in enthusiastic yellow, and the boys were dressed in festive red, forming a neat team, waiting for the results on the stage. I saw the host announce: "The highest score in the fifth class of the second year of high school is 99, the lowest score is 94, and the final score is 96.7 points." ”

This time, there was a deafening cheer from below that was heavier than the applause, and Jiawei felt the class muttering instantly.

"The highest score before seemed to be less than 90 points. It seems that they are the first place this time. ”

"People are singing patriotic themes, and our youthful style is probably out of play."

"Look at the red and yellow teams, our costumes don't meet the school celebration."

"Hey, as long as the results aren't too ugly for a while."

Jiawei obviously felt that everyone had already retreated even though they hadn't compared, and this atmosphere was very depressing.

Jiawei couldn't help but look at the girl next to her with slightly red eyes, and suddenly Jiawei didn't know where the courage came from, turned his head and said loudly to the classmates behind him: "Don't be discouraged, I still remember the first time we heard this song, everyone was deeply immersed in it, I was also one of them, the song we chose was really great, and then how much effort we put into this performance, I still remember that everyone gave up their break time to practice during class, and I still remember that everyone's smile from the bottom of their hearts was so warm after each practice, For the first time, I feel that we have such a tacit understanding with everyone, and even have a feeling that we are a family, we can even impress ourselves, and I believe that as long as we show our true strength on stage, we will definitely be able to impress the judges and the students below. ”

The classmates in the class looked at each other when they saw this guy who usually barely spoke in the class suddenly say such passionate words. Just when Jiawei didn't know what to do next, Jin Chenlu suddenly said for no reason: "That's right, I feel a little handsome when I practice watching Teng Jiawei's bald head these days." Instantly, the classmates in the class burst into laughter, although Jiawei felt that there were black lines on his head, but looking at everyone's appearance, he seemed to have put down his burden, turned his head to look at Menghan, and found that Menghan's big eyes seemed to be shining with starlight.

At this time, the backstage teacher came over, signaled to be quiet, and said, "Your class is lined up, get ready, and it will be your turn after the class performance is over." Everyone quickly stood up according to their positions, and suddenly Menghan said, "Jiawei, you turn around." Jia Wei turned around in amazement, only to see the girl use her slender fingers to help Jia Wei tidy up the neckline, and said, "The boy's neckline must be neat." ”

"Next, I would like to invite the seventh class of the year to come to the stage to bring us the wish of chorus." The voice of the host in front came, and Menghan looked at the boy's stunned appearance, and couldn't help but sneer and said, "Jiawei, it's time for us to go on stage, come on." ”

Jiawei no longer remembers what it was like when he was on stage, only when he was on stage, as if he really crossed over, accompanied by a beautiful melody, he raised the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and walked in the rain with Menghan, everything around him seemed to be blurred, and the years of youth were full of gorgeous and colorful appearances, as if he was surrounded by elves and danced and sang to himself, and the girl in front of him was full of smiles.

Living up to youth is probably like this.

The results were about to be announced, and the palms of the people around him were sweating, and Jia Wei still seemed to be hallucinated in the scene just now and hadn't come out for a long time, and even the warm applause just now didn't interrupt his thoughts as he flew out of the clouds. Knowing that he heard Menghan cough softly, he saw the host come up and take out the piece of paper in his hand, Jiawei felt that his palms were sweating, although he was very confident in this chorus, but the pressure of this upcoming announcement still made people feel frightened, just watching the host announce loudly: "Class 7 of high school, the highest score is 99 points, the lowest score is 93 points, and the final score is 94.6 points." The students on the stage shouted cheers in unison, and there was also warm applause below, and Jiawei looked at Menghan for the first time, only to see that Menghan also saw himself, and their smiles seemed to say: "Thank you".

Jia Wei pulled back his thoughts, and finally with the second place in the chorus, they finally performed at the school celebration that year, but Jia Wei felt the low pressure all over his body, even if he held up the oil paper umbrella and cooperated with Menghan, it could only alleviate this feeling, as the school celebration ended, the classmates scattered home, a boy and a girl went home as usual, the girl was still happy to talk about what happened today, but suddenly found that the boy was a little low, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Jiawei, why don't you speak?" Jia Wei raised his head to look at the girl in front of him who seemed to be bathed in the sun forever, gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Can I continue to go to school with you tomorrow?" The girl was stunned for a moment, looking at the embarrassment that the boy in front of her would only show in front of her, and couldn't help but squint at Jiawei and smile a little. Jiawei suddenly felt that the girl was not the same as usual, a bit like a cat, squinting and looking at himself slyly.

Jia Wei cheekily said: "That, me, that ......."

Menghan looked at the boy's purple face, and looked at the boy's speechless appearance in knots, and felt very funny. He smiled and said, "Look at you." As he walked forward, the boy was stunned and hurried after him. I saw that the girl's face seemed to be a little red.