A message came from the phone.

"G God, the designer association heard that we are about to release the 'Legend of the Twelve Vientiane' series of clothes at the end of the year, and asked if you want to participate in the designer competition at the end of the year?"

Gu Mangyan replied succinctly, "Don't participate." ”

It took a few seconds for the other side to react, "Okay." ”

It seems to be a pity that this big guy didn't participate, but I feel that with the unique status of the big guy, I don't need those awards to prove myself at all.

In the evening, it was Zhou Nan's turn to clean the dormitory, and everyone got up early.

When he was cleaning up the trash can, Zhou Nan saw a ball of paper inside, and the paper looked very good.

Bend down and pick it up and unfold.

When she saw the design drawings on it, she was stunned.

Who drew this?

……

Reading on Monday morning, Xi Yan came in with a class record book and stood on the podium.

"Inform a few things." She flipped through the record book, "This year's New Year's Day party, we jointly organized it with the experimental middle school next door. ”

The sleepy man lying on the table sat up straight instantly.

"What? Held with the experimental middle school next door? Did I hear me right, teacher? ”

Xi Yan nodded, "That's right." ”

Lu Yang frowned fiercely, and complained in his mouth, "Isn't this sent to the door to humiliate others?" ”

"That's it, teacher, we don't like each other with the experimental middle school, the top students in Mingcheng's liberal arts and sciences have been in other schools in recent years, how can we have the confidence to compare with them." They have bad grades, it's not that they have bad brains, the school has lost people, and they have no face.

Facts have proved that even if people are in a hurry, they can't do anything.

At least the math problems can't be done.

The results are too slap in the face, and they really don't want to be ashamed.

A girl said very cruelly: "And the students in the art class of the experimental middle school are also better than us, the model team, the dance team, and the drama troupe, and the New Year's Day party is a literary competition." ”

"Where can't I think of the school, do you want to run it with the experimental middle school next door?"

Although they usually scold Mingcheng Middle School for rubbish, others can't scold, especially the students of Experimental Middle School.

Isn't it good that everyone's well water doesn't interfere with river water?

Jointly hold a New Year's Day party, when the time comes, it will not be as good as others, where to put your face?

Xi Yan propped up the lectern with her hands, "I have already protested anyway, and the result is that the protest is ineffective, and the students in each class use the physical education class and break time to rehearse." ”

In this way, it is imperative to have a New Year's Day party.

The expressions on each face were sorrowful.

"Don't be so sad." Xi Yan smiled and looked at the last row, "Isn't there still Gu Mang in our class?" ”

In an instant, all eyes fell on Gu Mang.

The girl lazily supported her face, and when she heard the words, her dark and bright eyes rose, and her eyes were filled with coldness, dragging and cool expressions.

Xiaopang turned to the back and lowered his voice, "Is this going to let Sister Mang win glory for the school?" ”

Sister Mang, a top choreographer!

Lu Yang looked at the girl sitting in the big guy's sitting position, "You won't let Sister Mang go up and dance alone, right?" ”

"Gu Mang, the school has arranged it, we will cooperate with the first class, you pick a few people in the two classes and teach them to dance." Xi Yan said.

Hearing this, the class reacted more violently than just now.

Only Qin Yaozhi's eyes lit up, now Gu Mang can teach her to dance!

Chubby spat fragrant on the spot, "Fuck me!" What kind of operation is this in school? Let's go and compete with the school next door, and let's work with a class?! ”

Chu Yao was speechless, "Teacher, have you forgotten our grievances with the first class?" ”

Xi Yan repeated what she had just said, "I have resisted, but the resistance is ineffective. ”。

There was an eerie silence in the class.