In the end, more and more people raised their hands, and those who still wanted to hold on did not dare to stand out from the crowd, so they all raised their hands.

In the end, the class raised their hands in favor.

Jokes, if you openly oppose it, don't you think it's a blatant opposition to Jiu Lan's crack and refute his words?

They provoked it, and their parents couldn't afford to provoke the forces behind Jiulan Crack......

As a result, the red-faced students who were arguing just now were surprisingly harmonious at the moment.

Even the head teacher was stunned!

An Xiaoli was too, watching the whole class raise their hands and move their mouths.

"If the whole class supports An Xiaoli's opinion, then our class will decide to perform "Su Embroidery", there is no objection, right?"

The head teacher asked.

Who the fuck dares to make sense......

In the end, the theatrical performance project of Class A in the first year of high school was set as the song and dance performance "Suzhou Embroidery".

This is a result that An Xiaoli never dared to think of before.

After class.

An Xiaoli turned her head, looked at him with moist eyes, pursed her lips, and asked, "You, why are you ......?"

Jiu Lan Split held his face with one hand, smiled lazily, and said, "Eh, I asked you what show you want to perform during the day, and if you don't say it, I will struggle to wake up and support you." ”

As soon as he expressed his opinion, the class changed their tune in an instant.

“…… Thank you. ”

The girl's soft voice sounded, with sincerity.

Jiulan looked at her and smiled.

When school is out.

You Lulu held An Xiaoli's hand and said enviously: "Xiaoli, Young Master Jiulan is too good to you, he deliberately woke up to support you......"

It's just so romantic.

The country is so table-friendly.

Such a table, where is it sold, give her a dozen!

Even a third of it's fine.

Sure enough, the same class has a different fate......

An Xiaoli looked at her and smiled helplessly.

The two walked out of the school gate.

You Lulu was envious, and saw a car parked in front of her, so she snickered, squeezed her eyes at An Xiaoli, and said, "Xiaoli, the car is coming to pick you up, go quickly." ”

An Xiaoli nodded, waved goodbye to her, and walked towards the car in front.

You Lulu stood in place and saw the driver open the door of the rear car, and the moment the door opened, the figure of the young man on the other side was half revealed.

I'm playing a game with my head down.

The girl sat inside, and the car door closed.

The moment it closed, she saw the boy put down the game in his hand and stretched out a hand to her.

Then, the door closed, and the black Bentley walked away.

You Lulu's eyes showed envy......

Although she wasn't sure, she felt that the relationship between An Xiaoli and Young Master Jiulan was definitely not ordinary.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have protected her in the vote just now.

Several times, she saw that Young Master Jiulan did not sleep in class, but stared at An Xiaoli.

With that kind of look, it's obviously looking at his wife.

Good Su ......

Moreover, he also talked to her from time to time, teased her, and refused to stop when he looked at the girl who had always been gentle and annoyed.

From junior high school to now, it was the first time she had seen Young Master Jiulan treat a girl like this.

In the past, no matter what kind of girl he was, he was probably like pork in his eyes, and he didn't even have a look.

But for An Xiaoli, Jiulan's cracked eyes were like they grew on her body.

Look at her and stare at her when there's nothing to do.

There was also the previous survival in the wild.

She saw Jiulan crack carrying the injured An Xiaoli to the hospital with her own eyes.

So...... said that there was no story between An Xiaoli and Jiulan Crack, she didn't believe it even if she was killed.