The same table nodded frantically, but he was roaring in his heart: Big brother, it's time to change your routine of chasing girls, it's all old-fashioned.

Because of this incident, Du Yunmo didn't listen to the class seriously this week, not only him, but probably no one in the whole school except for the third year of high school could listen to it.

The recess art committee walked to the podium amid the noisy voices of the students, picked up the blackboard and knocked on the table, cleared his throat, looked at the students sitting below and said, "Students, who wants to participate in this school celebration performance!" ”

After the literary committee finished speaking, the class was quiet, no one spoke, and the students who were originally standing also sat down quietly at this time, they were afraid that they were the only ones in the class who were standing and were pushed out by the sitting heat.

Lu Jiayi looked at this silent scene and couldn't help but laugh, thinking that when she was in kindergarten, she was also selected by the teacher to dance on stage and asked her to dance on stage, but she didn't dare not have the courage to face so many audiences below. When they got home, Qiao's father, Qiao's mother, and Qiao Chuluo all found out that something was wrong with her, so they began to ask questions like "pea shooters" - one after another.

Qiao's father: "Yiyi, why are you unhappy?" ”

Qiao's mother: "Baby, were you bullied at school?" Or were you criticized by the teacher? ”

Qiao Chuluo: "Say! ”

Lu Jiayi, Qiao's father and Qiao's mother: Is "......" so fierce?

So under their gaze, Lu Jiayi told them. After hearing this, Qiao Chuluo put down the chopsticks in his hand, pinched Lu Jiayi's soft little face, and said with a smile: "What's this, you treat them as little cabbage, don't you like to eat baby cabbage the most." ”

Qiao's father also agreed, and said: "Yiyi treats them as little cabbage, and when she finishes jumping, she comes down and eats them, just like playing a game." ”

Mother Qiao glanced at them, what and what she said.

Lu Jiayi also looked at them with her little head up, nodded in the clouds. It's just that when he came to the stage that day, Lu Jiayi had long forgotten the words of Qiao Chuluo and Qiao's father, and stood timidly on the stage, his little face was red, and his eyes were full of tears. The teacher was also busy elsewhere, and the children who were with her would notice her, and they were all extremely excited to get ready to go on stage. Just as Lu Jiayi was about to escape, Qiao Chuluo patted her on the shoulder behind her, and she turned her head to see an incomparably handsome face bathed in the sun and exuding golden light.

Qiao Chuluo raised his hand to wipe away the tears hanging on her cheeks, pinched her little face again, looked at her eyes, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm in the audience, if you see that others will adapt, then look at me, I'm at the front." ”

Lu Jiayi's helplessness and fear disappeared instantly after Qiao Chuluo's arrival, looking at Qiao Chuluo's shining eyes, he nodded, reached out and took his hand and said, "You must go to the front!" ”

Qiao Chuluo looked at the little girl in front of him, touched her little head, and said, "Well, don't be nervous about Yiyi." ”

Lu Jiayi nodded, and then Lu Jiayi and the others came on the field.

The little girl was a little nervous, and when she came on stage, she was still with the same hands and feet, Qiao Chuluo couldn't hold back the smile in her heart, looked at Lu Jiayi lightly, and made a mouth shape: "Don't be nervous!" ”

Lu Jiayi couldn't understand it, but Qiao Chuluo was there, she wasn't nervous, the music sounded, she danced to the music, as long as her eyes looked ahead, she looked at Qiao Chuluo, and others would be shy and nervous, but Qiao Chuluo wouldn't. And so the dance ended. At the end of the recollection, Lu Jiayi saw that there was still no one to sign up, she stood up and walked to the literary committee under the gaze of the whole class, and said in a loud voice: "It's just a school celebration, it's not an exam, no parent-teacher conference, what are you afraid of." ”

Hearing this, Du Yunmo stood up, jumped on his desk at once, stepped on the bench, looked at the classmates, sneered, and said with some amusement: "When did Class 3 become so cowardly, and we didn't be so cowardly when we went to the 3rd grade to fight!" ”

When all the students in Class 3 heard this, they raised their heads suddenly, yes, what did they do, it was just a performance, and they couldn't be embarrassed by Class 3.

Ning Muyan also stood up, looked at the classmates and said, "Let's all sign up, didn't Sister Yi teach us martial arts, let's perform that." ”

The recreation committee looked at the three of them, and then looked at the classmates who were a little shaken in the class, smiled and said: "Yes, it used to be all dances, and there is nothing new in singing, let's have a novel one this time, maybe we can win an award." ”

A relatively thin male classmate in the class stood up, looked at the literary committee member and said, "I'll sign up, Zhang Ming." ”

"I'll sign up, Liu Hao."

"I'll sign up, Chu Huaixu."

"I'll sign up, Xu Fei."

The class signed up one after another, and outside the door, Sun Yiyan looked into the classroom, nodded with satisfaction, and then turned around and returned to the office.

In the first class of the third year of high school, Bai Cen Qing got the news from his girlfriend again and publicized it in the class.

"Comrades, next week's school anniversary."

Bai Cen Qing raised his hand at the same table and stroked his glasses, and smiled at Bai Cen Qing: "I'll go, really?" Don't study again? ”

The classmates immediately discussed this school anniversary, and a female classmate asked Bai Cen Qing: "Bai Cen Qing, don't we need to prepare." ”

Bai Cen Qing raised his eyebrows and nodded.

One boy was very disappointed, with unhappiness written all over his face, looked at them and said, "I still want to feel the feeling of being on stage for the last school anniversary." ”

The female classmate also nodded and said, "Who said it wasn't?" ”

"Yes, yes, it's the last time, it's a pity!"

"Alas, alas, is our sister going to the stage, my sister is a freshman in high school."

When he said the word "sister", Qiao Chuluo's brows furrowed, he raised his eyes to look at the boy who had just spoken, his cold eyes instantly surrounded the boy, and he said in a somewhat threatening tone: "Who is your sister?" That's my sister. ”

The boy is afraid: "......" your sister, your sister, we don't rob it.

Bai Cen Qing looked at the cub's friend and said with a smile: "Old Qiao, why don't you arrange it, let's organize a show with Yiyiban!" ”

As soon as everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they immediately gathered around Qiao Chuluo's table and shouted, "Brother, we agree." ”

Qiao Chuluo: "......" agrees with a fart.

But it's also good, he can have more contact with her at school, so it seems not bad to think about it. He nodded, looked at everyone, and said lightly: "Okay, I'll talk to her at night." ”

"At night?" Everyone was stunned when they heard this, "Brother, do you live together?" ”

"Or else?" Qiao Chuluo said nonchalantly.

"Cohabitation?"

Bai Cen glanced innocently at the classmate who spoke, but when he saw that his brother didn't want to explain, he said: "Their family relationship is a bit complicated, anyway, you just know this." ”

Everyone nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.