At the critical moment of the stage, Yue Wenwen's eyes didn't dare to blink, the lion prince fell to the ground and was about to die, and Bell lay down beside him sadly.

Suddenly all the spotlights went out, and the graceful song "Beauty a

d the Beast slowly rises.

In the darkness, everyone stared with bated breath.

All the spotlights suddenly turned on, and the lion prince had already taken off his puppet costume, wore a golden crown, and reappeared on the stage in gorgeous costumes.

Yue Wenwen could only see the back of the prince's head, and she was a little irritable, next time she must be an audience in the audience!

There was cheering from the audience.

“Tale as old as time

T

ue as it ca

be…”

Amidst singing and applause, the prince and princess bowed to everyone.

Yue Wen guessed that the prince must be good-looking, otherwise there wouldn't be so many little girls screaming and cheering in the audience.

Well, Class 4 did a great job this time.

When the props classmates came to remove the props, Yue Wenwen remembered that she still had to continue painting on the stage.

She hastened to pick up a brush and paintboard.

In fact, Yue Wenwen on the stage is not stage frightened at all, so she should find a place to paint.

The current program is a poetry recitation, and I forgot how many classes there are. That classmate was obviously too nervous and didn't play very well, which made the people on the field feel a little bored.

Shi Yu glanced at Yue Wenwen boredly.

He thought a little teasingly, her face was covered with powder today, and she looked more like glutinous rice dumplings.

Fang Chen next to him followed his gaze to the stage, and then grinned and slapped him with his elbow, "Eh, did you know yesterday that your table mate was going to perform on stage?" ”

Of course, after the after-school tutoring yesterday, the two went to buy fruit baskets together.

Yue Wenwen tied a high ponytail today, and the tips of her hair were a little curved.

She bent down to take a box of bright yellow acrylic from the box on the floor, and the ponytail dangled slightly as she mixed the paint.

Shi Yu suddenly remembered that on the first day of military training, Yue Wenwen also tied a ponytail, standing in the sun, and behind her was the dividing line between cool and hot.

The ponytail also dangled in the light.

Fang Chen pushed him again, "What's wrong?" Look silly? ”

Shi Yu smiled and shook his head, "What's the matter, what do you want." You think everyone doesn't want to get down to business like you. ”

Fang Chen was a little wary, "How do you know that I want to be serious." ”

Shi Shi said in a particularly bland way, "You yourself know why you didn't do well in the exam." ”

Fang Chen choked a little.

Later, after a long wait, the first morning of the Art Week finally came to an end.

After all the performances were over, Yue Wenwen walked to the center of the stage again and handed the painting to the judges.

If the previous program performance is an appetizer, then the scores of each class announced by the final judges are the last hard dish of this event.

No one remembered which class performed any activity, and all classes only listened to their own class numbers and corresponding scores.

"Class 102, "The River in Front of My House" scored 81.2 points.

Class 205, "Words of Prehistory" 83.0 points. ”

"Class 107 "Qili Xiang" scored 90.5 points.

……”

The scores are read one by one, and when there is a score that is higher than the previous class, the class will have a small cheer, but soon there will be a class with a higher score in the future...

Yue Wenwen sorted out the paintbrushes and paints, and put them in the basket with the fruit.

She sat in that corner again, eating a banana while waiting.

The host was still reporting the scores, and the class that performed the drama gathered in a bunch, confidently chatting about where to eat at the celebration banquet.

Before Bell took off her goose-yellow gown, she was huddled in the middle of the class and smiled sweetly.

Yue Wenwen felt that she saw herself, and then quickly turned her head to look out the window.

It was already late, and Bell squeezed out of the crowd, carrying her skirt, and walked towards her.

She was already standing in front of her, and Yue Wenwen couldn't continue to pretend to be stupid.

"Hello, classmate, haha." Yue Wenwen took out a standard diplomatic smile, too embarrassed and embarrassed.

Bell smiled faintly, and the thought under the makeup was incomprehensible. "We've met, the moon is warm, my name is Anwen."

"yes, yes..."Yue Wenwen paused for a moment.

As soon as she saw the beauty, she was speechless, and Yue Wenwen knew that she was very useless.

After a few centuries, Yue Wenwen took out an orange from the fruit basket, "An Wen, classmate, give it, you eat." ”

The oranges have a sweet color and must be very juicy.

"Thank you!" An Wen took it in surprise, "I think your drawing is very good-looking, you are so calm the whole time." That's amazing! ”

Yue Wenwen scratched her hair, "You are amazing, your class's drama is very good!" I'm still behind the props watching you jump. ”

"Really? I'm so nervous, nothing went wrong. ”

Later, she said a lot of irrelevant things, and Yue Wenwen couldn't figure out what she was going to do. I had to spend twelve points of energy to respond to her, and I was not so tired of painting on stage.

Yue Wenwen couldn't say anything about the bitterness in her heart, and she especially hoped that something would call her away.

"Eh, Yue Wenwen, you're at the same table as Giving, right?"

Well, I know what she's going to do. It's a lot of detours, and it's kind of a bit of a twist to the point.

Yue Wenwen nodded gently, suddenly feeling very cowardly.

At this time, the host announced that the award ceremony was about to begin, and someone came to call for some people to go to the stage to receive the award.

The classmates of class four were looking for stability in the crowd, and she smiled helplessly at Yue Wenwen, meaning, let's talk next time, Yue Wenwen.

We'll talk about him next time.

Immediately afterwards, Yue Wenwen also heard the logistics classmates shouting her name, and she ran onto the stage with a round head and a small high heel.

I heard the host say that there is one class for the first prize, two classes for the second prize, and three classes for the third prize.

Only the first prize has a trophy, and the other classes have a certificate.

"Class 106 "Still Life Sketching" scored 98 points and won the first prize."

When the host announced this, Yue Wenwen felt a little in a trance.

She took the crystal trophy a little dumbfounded, the trophy was high and heavy, Yue Wenwen's mind was blank, and the only consciousness told her that if she didn't hold it steadily, she would break the trophy.

The area where the sixth class of junior high school is located has exploded, and it is no longer a situation that the dean can control.

On the boy's side, Fang Chen took the lead in shouting whistles, and on the girl's side, Yang Yu clasped her hands to her chest, looking at the girls who began to say "why is she" contemptuously.

Those classes that didn't win the award deliberately turned their heads to look at Class 6 and rolled their eyes at them vigorously, as if to say, "Don't make a fuss." "But it doesn't matter if Class 6 is any, everyone knows that they are envious and jealous.

Yue Wenwen felt that his expression must be very dull and he should smile, so he smiled at the audience, and this smile Yue Wenwen felt that he was even more stupid.

The second prize was won by the fourth class of junior high school and the first class of junior high school.

The first class of the second year of junior high school performed martial arts, which can be regarded as a program that stands out among many singing and poetry recitation programs.

As for why the drama of the fourth class could not win the first prize, Yang Yu later said to Yue Wenwen, "How can the school let the class that acts in love win the first prize." ”

If it weren't for that, Yue Wenwen felt that this day must be very beautiful and comfortable. You can revel in applause and approval for a long time.

But she just saw it, as if it had been there for her.

After getting off the stage, Yue Wenwen wanted to distribute the fruits to her classmates, so she went backstage to get the fruit basket.

She saw that in the corner, there was an orange, a dirty orange that had been trampled on, lying there as if nothing had happened. The walls were splattered with yellow juice.

I won't be mistaken, there is only one orange in her fruit basket, and the only orange was given to An Wen by her.