"It's been so long, have you made enough fuss! This game is not played yet. ”

"What's the matter, I want to rebel!" The Literature and Art Committee member used the local dialect, and she patted the table in front of Nineteen Nian as she spoke, "Come on! Hurt each other wow! ”

"Hurt each other! I'm afraid you won't make it. ”

Zhao Chenhuan also slapped the table, using too much force, and being too excited, the milk tea on the table was almost discharged by her.

The literary committee member put the balloon on the table into Liu Xiaoxuan's hand.

Unzipped the down jacket, learned what it looked like in the TV series, threw the down jacket back domineeringly, and said, "Start with you, start passing balloons!" ”

Flicking her down jacket again, she said loudly in the class, "Zhao Chenhuan, you, report the number!" ”

Liu Xiaoxuan was stunned, thinking that she was going to take off her down jacket and throw down jackets in the class.

She hurriedly passed the balloon in her hand to the nineteen thoughts beside her, and the nineteen thoughts immediately passed to Huo Wuwu's hands, and they passed forward one after another......

Zhao Chenhuan was also stunned, the balloons began to pass, and she hadn't started to count yet.

"Count!" The literary clerk is worthy of being a member of the literary and artistic committee, and there are many scenes, sometimes domineering, sometimes tender, "I thank you for waiting." ”

"Vaguely." Zhao Chenhuan, who was numb, had goosebumps.

"Why don't you report the number? Don't report the number and hit the ......"

"One, two, three, four, five......"

"Stop! Stop! Stop! ”

For the sake of the fairness of the game, the Literature and Art Committee closed his eyes, stood on the podium, turned his back to everyone, and shouted to stop.

The balloon arrived on Gu Wen's table and stopped.

Gu Wen, as her name suggests, is a super gentle girl in their class. Not only gentle, people look very childish, round baby face, a pair of apricot eyes, usually love to tie a ball head, although I don't like to talk in the class, but it is really ingenious, the painting is also super good-looking, the handiwork is also very good, the last time I took a paper-cutting class, the paper cut out was also praised by the paper-cutting teacher.

Sometimes, Nineteen Nian also has to admire this girl, in some places, she is indeed beyond it.

Gu Wen stood up with a balloon in his hand, the girl sat opposite her, and when she saw her stand up, Nineteen Nian could just see her, raising her lips, and she showed a warm smile at her.

The smile seemed to encourage her to keep going.

It's just that Gu Wen can't understand it, she thinks that the smile is not for her, but for others, she has never liked to interact with people, so she doesn't care about the smile of Nineteen Nian.

She stood up with the balloon and looked at the literary committee indifferently.

Both hands are tightly clutched to the balloon, and if you pinch your nails into the balloon, the balloon will be punctured.

The classmates in the class knew that Gu Wen was more gentle and cold, so they didn't want to embarrass her too much.

"Singing and dancing or telling a story, you can choose one, if it doesn't work, you can do anything else." The literary and art commissioner turned to her and said, the balloon passed to her, and she thought to herself that she would just pass it by.

"Is it okay to draw?" Gu Wen asked calmly, she was really her, and there was no expression on her face.

"Drawing? This ......"

The literary and art committee members are still bowing their heads and tangled, and there seems to be no such thing as painting in the rules of the game she formulated.

"Let's just paint, Gu Wen looks good at painting." Zhao Chenhuan interrupted at the bottom.

For boring people, Zhao Chenhuan doesn't want to embarrass others, so if you can end it hastily, let's end it hastily. She thought to herself.

"But we don't seem to have a picture in the rules of the game." The Literature and Art Committee is still willing to follow the rules of the game.

Ben "I can't do this when I come to others, and I have to slap them to the knife, isn't this deliberately embarrassing people?" Zhao Chenhuan was a little upset for Gu Wen, although she hadn't usually spoken to her, but looking at Gu Wen's usual quiet appearance, she knew that the matter of performing the show was a little difficult for her.

"It's the rule." The Literature and Art Committee is simply a tendon, and he can't be persuaded at all.

It was a stalemate for a while.

Gu Wen bit her lip, and at the end, she said softly, "I'll recite poetry." ”

"Yes." In terms of recitation, she is still more supportive, compared to painting, recitation - very good.

Zhao Chenhuan shook his head at the bottom, hey, it's really an elm head, a tendon.

"I'll tell you about a tendon." Make a fist and hammer it on the table.

"What kind of nerves are inexplicable." After complaining, Wang Xingxing took out potato chips from the bag and continued to eat her potato chips.

Zhao Chenhuan knocked on the table in front of her, "You're just nervous!" ”

Before the two began to collide, Gu Wen was already standing in the center of the stage and began to read aloud.

Gu Wen held the language book in both hands and recited the ancient poem "Persuasion" that they were familiar with.

"Green is taken from blue, and green is blue."

This poem is quite long, but what comes out of Gu Wen's mouth is a different charm.

There is a kind of beautiful momentum of everyone, and there is another kind of girl's euphemism, anyway, the feeling brought to the classmates is really good, compared to the three people who sang just now, the feeling that this girl brought to them is much better.

"Crab six kneels and two claws, there is no one to sustenance in the cave of the non-snake eel, and the heart is restless."

At the end of the recitation, the class burst into warm applause.

The students also refreshed their understanding of Gu Wen.

Nineteen Nian also applauded, and when Gu Wen returned to her seat and sat down, she showed her another smile, and this smile accidentally showed her big white teeth.

When Gu Wen saw this scene, he was a little scared.

What do you do with your smiles? Have one's head in the clouds? Gu Wen scratched her ears uncomfortably, and her own ears were red from her.

Seeing Gu Wen's ruddy ears, Nineteen Nian thought she was shy.

It is estimated that no matter how she thinks about it, she can't imagine that people are laughing uncomfortably because of her, and her ears are red.

……

I just came back from the New Year's Day holiday, and I ushered in the exam of the professional class.

Other professional courses are easy to say, such as piano, music, and Mandarin, these professional courses are okay, and you can almost understand it after a few simple exercises.

I'm not afraid of anything, I'm afraid of dance exams.

Dance will not be a big problem, the key is that the dance teacher has a very strong temper, and the invigilator of the exam is also her, and if the dance is not good at dancing, she will be criticized.

A week before the exam, the dance teacher left the exam questions.

Splitting 20 points, lower waist 20 points, group performance "Milk Song" 60 points, full score 100 points.

Sixty points passed.

When I went to the library to make up for my homework, Fufeng was delayed for some time, and Nineteen Nian came early.

Sitting at the desk, she found a copy of the draft and patiently calculated it on the scratch paper.

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