The head teacher raised his head and said to the students around him: "Student An's suggestion is very good, do you have demon support, please raise your hand and let the teacher take a look." ”

As a result, not a single person present raised their hand.

Because, compared with those avant-garde things, "Su Embroidery" is too backward.

None of them wanted to lose face.

"Teacher, I'm ......" Only Yu Lulu cautiously raised her hand.

Of course, it also received the contempt of others.

The head teacher breathed a sigh of relief, nodded with satisfaction, and then asked, "Is there anyone else?" ”

Quiet......

No one answered.

An Xiaoli seemed to have expected such a result, but she was still a little disappointed and lowered her gaze.

At this time, the fingers of the young man who was lying on the desk moved.

The head teacher didn't expect that no one in the class raised their hands.

She glanced at the girl with some embarrassment, and then confirmed again: "Among you, is there really no one to support it, Su embroidery is very good, and it will be performed in the form of song and dance when the time comes, it must be beautiful!" ”

Everyone looked at each other, no one wanted to participate in such an outdated thing, it felt so embarrassing......

The classroom was very quiet.

Seeing that no one raised their hands, the head teacher sighed and had no choice but to speak: "Okay then, we-"

"Teacher, I support it." At this time, a lazy male voice suddenly sounded in the originally quiet classroom.

The class looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

When they saw who it was, they were all shocked!

Nine orchid cracks?!

Young Master Jiulan...... How can you support something so old?!

An Xiaoli turned her head and looked at him stunned.

Wasn't he sleeping, how could he suddenly wake up?

The boy leaned his back against the table, one hand lazily raised, his eyes staring ahead, his side face was the setting sun, and a soft glow was plated on his delicate and handsome side face.

As if sensing her gaze, he turned his head and smiled at her.

An Xiaoli's heart lake seemed to fluctuate.

The head teacher was overjoyed, but a little incredulous, and asked, "Jiu, Jiu Lan crack, are you ...... Why did you decide to support An? ”

Jiu Lan turned his head, coughed, and then said lazily: "It's nothing, I just think that other projects are forced to step down, and it's boring." ”

Vote for the students of the "Pretend Project": "......"

An Xiaoli: "......"

Homeroom Teacher: "......"

You Lulu silently leaned on her voice, Young Master Jiulan really deserves to be Young Master Jiulan, she dares to say anything, she feels that every year the literary and artistic performances are all those "pretend projects", she is tired of watching it, it is really not interesting at all!

Young Master Jiulan, she just said what she wanted!

Kudos to him!

Others did not dare to speak.

The head teacher also twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled a little wryly, and then continued to ask, "Is there anyone else in the class who supports this option?" ”

It stands to reason that if only two or three people supported it, then this option would also be killed.

But......

A girl raised her hand weakly: "Old, teacher...... I think the idea of "Suzhou Embroidery" is very good, really! It's much taller than Swan Lake, and I want to re-choose this. ”

"Teacher, I also want to regret choosing this."

The two girls raised their hands, and the other girls followed suit.

"Teacher, I think the idea of "Suzhou Embroidery" is so good and exquisite! I regret choosing this too. ”

A boy also raised his hand and said.

"Teacher, I, I choose this too!"