Chapter Seventy-Three: Campus Cultural Festival

The campus cultural festival of Shengde is just in time, and the day of memorizing words is quietly coming.

Because Shi Meng expressed that she was not interested in the performance of the cultural festival, Hao Simiao, who was the squad leader, naturally would not force her.

On the contrary, He Xiang, who was clamoring for Shi Meng to come to the stage, got the opportunity to come to the stage in the class draw lot this time.

When he grabbed the lot and saw the traces on the note, He Xiang wanted to die.

The annual Sint's cultural festival seems to be interaction and entertainment among students.

But behind the scenes, there is a class-to-class contest.

And the contestants in the second class are international classes, so when He Xiang learned that he was the one who won glory for the class, his subconscious reaction was to kick over the lottery box.

He Xiang, "What bullshit to catch lots, Lao Tzu don't be embarrassed on stage!" ”

He Xiang huffed back to his place.

The movement of pulling the chair was particularly loud, for fear that others would not know that he was angry.

Hao Simiao stood on the podium with some embarrassment.

She was still holding the lottery drawn by He Xiang in her hand, He Xiang lost her temper so much, but now she didn't know what to do.

Do it all over again?

Other students who didn't draw it will definitely not do it.

Convince He Xiang to perform on stage?

It's better to have more hope of drawing it again.

Just when Hao Simiao was in a dilemma, Shi Meng, who had been brushing up on the edge of the podium, suddenly opened his mouth.

Shi Meng, "Whoever you draw is who, you can't afford to play?" ”

This kind of agitation method is obviously very useful for He Xiang.

I saw the latter slap the table and get up, pointing at Shi Meng and sneering, "Who said I didn't dare, but it was the excuse that I was not feeling well, and I didn't want to win glory for the class at all." ”

The sarcastic tone reminded all the students in the second class of the weekend some time ago, when He Xiang was scolded for being bloody.

At that time, Shi Meng was reluctant to perform on stage under the pretext that he was not feeling well, so he did not draw lots today.

For a while, there was a burst of chatter in the second class.

Shi Meng recognized these mouthy people at a casual glance as the people who echoed He Xiang at that time.

Too lazy to deal with these brainless blows, Shi Meng retracted his gaze and continued to brush the questions.

Now that she has completed the course of the first semester of high school by herself, she has almost brushed the famous papers on the market

She was also going to take a two-day break before she started to review her sophomore years.

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The cultural festival at Shotoku High School begins on Wednesday afternoons.

The festival lasts until noon on Friday, after which Shotoku announces the start of a tense final term, catching most of the students off guard.

To start the cultural festival, you need to set up the site a few days in advance.

In addition to the day of the cultural festival, each class will show a talent, and the next day and a half, the school will leave it to the students.

Whether it is to set up a stall in the school to make money, or to carry out academic exchanges, the school leaders will support them in all aspects.

As a key class, the second class naturally doesn't have much time to prepare things to make money.

So their class prepared a tea party and a salon in English.

When Shi Meng heard about this idea, his eyes lit up.

Because Shen Funian has not returned to China yet, she has been practicing English by herself recently.

Now is a good time to test the results of your self-study.

Therefore, when the cultural festival opened, Shi Meng was already looking forward to the next day's English salon.

It's just that the plan of the second shift can't catch up with the changes.

When everyone was sitting in the auditorium, preparing for the opening ceremony of the cultural festival, the students of the second class ran to Hao Simiao's side.

"Squad leader, He Xiang is gone."