Every year before the May Day and 11th holidays, Shanhe Middle School always holds a sports day, and the school requires each class to prepare a program at the opening ceremony of the sports day - called a cultural performance.

The PE teachers of Classes 3 and 4 have learned dance, and the PE teachers are responsible for rehearsing the dances of Classes 4. But like An Xue in Class 3 and Sun Huiling in Class 1, when they were in elementary school, except for the year of "SARS", they had to perform on stage on Children's Day every year, and they had both stage experience and dance foundation, so they didn't need teachers.

Before the rehearsal, Chen Fang came to the class to select the dancers, three girls had already been selected, and two boys had already been selected, so there was only one place missing. But the last boy, Chen Fang, didn't know who to vote for, and finally she decided to vote for the whole class, Chen Fang asked on the podium: "If you agree with Zeng Fan's dance, please raise your hand." ”

With a "bang", the students below all raised their hands.

Zeng Fan: "......"

"Well, since everyone agrees, let's choose Zeng Fan." Chen Fang said lightly.

Zeng Fan didn't expect that this was Chen Fang's so-called voting election, but this is not a ****, but who to choose to dance! Zeng Fan shouted in his heart.

"Teacher......" Before Zeng Fan finished speaking, Chen Fang interrupted him: "You see that everyone believes in you so much, do you have confidence?" ”

Zeng Fan: "No, teacher, I ...... I don't want to jump. ”

"Don't want to jump?" Chen Fang seemed surprised when she heard this, "But our whole class has already voted for you." ”

Zeng Fan muttered: "When did you vote?" ”

"In addition to Zeng Fan, what other classmate wants to participate in the theatrical performance?" Chen Fang asked again.

The students below immediately fell silent to show that they did not mean it.

Chen Fang: "Zeng Fan, look at ......"

Zeng Fan looked at Sun Haoming, Sun Haoming sighed, as if to say, "You just accept your fate." ”

Zeng Fan: "......".

Zeng Fan grew so big, it was the first time he learned to dance, and his limbs were as stiff as wood. What Zeng Fan didn't expect was that Zhang Aiping, who was usually unknown, danced quite well.

Every afternoon after self-study, Zeng Fan has to learn modern dance for more than an hour, and after learning, it is all postmodern, and it is almost dark. Walking alone on the road is really unspeakably depressing. Zeng Fan never told his family about dancing, but his mother still knew.

"Son, did you learn to dance?" Great-mother pretended to ask casually.

"Hmm."

"How's it going?"

"Hmm."

"What do you mean?" Great-mother was obviously not satisfied with such an answer.

"We finished our dance and rehearsed at school on Saturday." Zeng Fan couldn't, so he had to tell the truth with a bitter face.

"Happy?"

"Misfortune and bitterness." Zeng Fan said in his heart; "It's no wonder if it's not hard."

"Don't interfere with your studies." That's what my great-mother wanted to say.

"Oh, I see, it won't." Zeng's mother tapped Zeng Fan's forehead with her fingers, and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

When Zeng Fan arrived at school on Saturday, he was the only one left to dance. Surprisingly, An Xue and the others were also rehearsing, and the "Pansi Cave" was also there, and it seemed that they had been dancing for a long time. There were six girls dancing in the third class, and Zeng Fan only recognized half of them.

Sun Haoming was still watching the girls in the third class dance, and he made a joke from time to time, which made them unable to dance well. So a few girls began to curse, but Sun Haoming didn't care.

Zhang Aiping saw that everyone had arrived, and seeing that Sun Haoming and the others were like that, she was slightly angry, and said angrily: "Since everyone is here, let's start rehearsing." ”

Zeng Fan stuck out his tongue, and Sun Haoming reluctantly came over from the third class girl, causing the girls to chirp and laugh, as if to say to Sun Haoming: "It's being managed." ”

The music sounded, but Zeng Fan couldn't calm down and dance, just looked at An Xue from time to time, and all kinds of movements were like soldiers who smoked too much opium in the last years of the Qing Dynasty. Zhang Aiping saw Zeng Fan's absent-minded appearance, so she said: "Next week is the National Day, we have to rehearse seriously." Zeng Fan's face turned red, and he immediately withdrew his gaze, danced seriously, and thought to himself: "This clever ghost." ”

After dancing for less than an hour, Zeng Fan was already sweating slightly, and he just heard Sun Haoming say: "I'm tired, let's take a break and jump again." Zhang Aiping sighed: "Okay, take a break after this dance." ”

After the music ended, Sun Haoming went to chat with the girls in the third class. Zeng Fan secretly hated Sun Haoming for not calling himself, but there was nothing he could do. I only heard Sun Haoming smile and say, "I'm going to harass you, so as not to snatch the first place in our class." ”

"Pansi Cave" said lukewarmly: "I'm afraid you didn't come here for this, right?" Everyone else laughed. Zeng Fan was very happy in his heart: "'Pansi Cave' understands Sun Haoming." ”

Sun Haoming pretended to be angry and blamed her: "You kid, just talk nonsense, what else can I do for it, hum." ”

At this time, another girl said: "Even if we can't get the first place, it may not be your turn." ”

Zeng Fan felt that this was true. Zhang Aiping was unhappy in her heart, but she didn't say anything.

Sun Haoming smiled again and said, "You just let us take a class." ”

Zhang Aiping saw Sun Haoming blindly currying favor with the girls in the third class, and her heart became more and more unhappy. Zeng Fan clearly heard An Xue say at this time: "Are you here to rehearse, or are you here to chat?" ”

Sun Haoming smiled and said, "I'm here to chat with you." An Xue's face flushed slightly, she stopped talking, and directly called a few third-class girls aside to rehearse. Sun Haoming also felt bored, so he had to walk away.

The noise around suddenly quieted down, Zeng Fan knew that there must be a teacher coming, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Chen Fang walking into the classroom. Zeng Fan couldn't help but think to himself: "I never had anything good to meet you in my afternoon self-study." ”

Chen Fang stood still on the podium and said loudly: "There will be a theatrical performance next week, I don't know how the dance rehearsal of our class is?" In this way, let's let the dancing students perform a part for everyone, and let's have a sneak peek. ”

Under the "good ......", Chen Fang's vitality before he came in was finally restored.

Liu Yue grimaced at Zeng Fan, pursed his lips and smiled secretly. Zeng Fan glanced at Liu Yue and walked onto the podium reluctantly. He still muttered: "Sure enough, it's not good." ”

The podium was too small, so Zeng Fan and the others had to jump outside the classroom. Zeng Fan finished dancing weakly and was about to go back to the classroom, but Chen Fang spoke again: "Why don't you dance modern dance with a little spirit, and you are still young." Also, the end of this dance is not shiny enough, who has danced before, let me give some advice. ”

There was a lot of gossip at the bottom, but Chen Fang was not satisfied. In the end, Liu Jianxiong put forward Chen Fang's satisfactory opinion: two boys stretched forward with one leg and slightly bent, and the other leg was straightened, so that a girl knelt on the boy's stretched leg and stretched her arms upward, and the two boys each held the girl with one hand, like the movements of the Chinese troupe actors who liked the model opera.

Zeng Fan naturally didn't want to do this errand, but he didn't count. In the end, Chen Fang "appointed" Sun Haoming and Zeng Fan to be the "scaffold", and Jiang Min knelt as the "bracket".

Zeng Fan became someone else's "scaffold" for no reason, and scolded Liu for being a "traitorous male" in his heart, no, it was Liu "traitorous bear" who had a bad idea. Liu Jianxiong didn't know that he was scolded as a "bear", and he still looked proud, as if even the pimples on his face were cheering and shining.

After tossing for a long time, Zeng Fan and the others were tired, and the excitement of watching the excitement was gone, and when everyone returned to the classroom, the afternoon self-study was almost over.

Liu Yue approached Zeng Fan and whispered, "Why, you don't look happy?" ”

Zeng Fan didn't speak, just stared at Liu Yue hatefully.

Liu Yue smiled: "Why do you look at me like this, I didn't provoke you, right?" Tell me how you felt. ”

"What does it feel?"

"Don't be so stingy, what does it feel like to hold up other girls?"

"Heavy."

"Ah......" Liu Yue exclaimed, she didn't expect Zeng Fan to say this, "You dare to say that Jiang Min is fat, be careful I tell others", but there was a clear smile on her face.

Zeng Fan pretended to be concerned about me, and said slyly: "I didn't say that people are fat, the person who said this is you, hehe...... Besides, it doesn't necessarily mean that you are any lighter than others. ”

Liu Yue's face turned red when he heard this, and he said hatefully: "How do you know that I ......" Before he finished speaking, he turned around and stopped talking.

Zeng Fan saw that Liu Yue had nothing to say, as if he was finally angry, and he was in a happy mood.

The next afternoon, just after the end of the second class, before the students of Class 4 had left the classroom, a person suddenly rushed in. When this person entered the classroom, he shouted violently: "Liu Jianxiong?!" Just as the silver horn king who took the purple gold gourd, Liu Jianxiong had indeed come over. The man smiled strangely and said, "You are Liu Jianxiong?" After Liu Jianxiong saw the person coming, his heart was half frightened to death, how dare he agree. It turned out that this person was the person who beat Liu Jianxiong and Ma Tao last time.

"Why did you quit Team Wreath?" Looking at the "Silver Horn King", Liu Jianxiong was already speechless. In an instant, Liu Jianxiong had already received two slaps in the face, and he didn't react at all. Then, the "Silver Horn King" began to punch and kick Liu Jianxiong like a storm, and Liu Jianxiong only subconsciously retreated. Not long after, Liu Jianxiong had retreated to the back wall of the classroom, and there was no way out. It's a pity that Liu Jianxiong doesn't know how to doppelganger and can't conjure up a "Jianxiong Liu" or "Xiong Liu Jian". The "Silver Horn King" started to fight for a while before stopping. "You'd better get me back to Team Garland!" The Silver Horn King" finished yelling at Liu Jianxiong and left in a hurry.

At this time, someone in the classroom spoke up, and when the teacher showed his skills just now, everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to come out of the classroom. Liu Jianxiong finally came back to his senses and began to scold the teacher, but he kept looking around, for fear that the teacher would come back.

Someone asked Liu Jianxiong: "Why did Mr. Zheng beat you?" ”

Liu Jianxiong gritted his teeth and said: "It's not because of the political teacher!" I can participate in the wreath team if I want to, what does it matter to her if she doesn't want to participate? She was so shameless, she couldn't help it, so she called the dog leg to beat me. When Liu Jianxiong said this, although he was angry, his voice still didn't dare to be too loud.

Zeng Fan looked at the leather shoe prints on Liu Jianxiong's chest that were still very clear, although he knew that he was not the kind of despicable villain who gloated, but he still couldn't help but say in his heart: "Retribution is coming so fast." ”

In fact, Liu Jianxiong also knows that whether or not to participate in the wreath team is very related to the political teacher. Because there are many famous halls at the opening ceremony of this sports meeting: the wreath team, the waist drum team, the bunting team, the trumpet team...... Teachers are in charge of these things, and political elders are in charge of the wreath team. She was originally a new teacher, she didn't have much prestige, the wreath team finally got together a few people, Liu Jianxiong was about to quit again, and the indicators assigned by the school leaders could not be completed, but they had to ......

The political teacher had no choice, so he had to repeat his old tricks and invite Teacher Zheng, who had been chasing her. Teacher Zheng is worthy of being the number one master of Shanhe Middle School, Liu Jianxiong was defeated at the beginning, and he didn't even have room to fight back. Before Liu Jianxiong cried and complained about how badly he was beaten, his classmates were still a little skeptical, but today I saw Mr. Zheng's skills, but I believed it. There are rumors from students who have heard Mr. Zheng's chemistry class say that he is very good in class and has no violent tendencies. It's only to blame Liu Jianxiong for messing with people.

The Games are about to open, and the theatrical performances are immediately followed by the opening ceremonies, so those who participate in theatrical performances do not need to attend the opening ceremonies. Zeng Fan saw Liu Jianxiong wearing a white shirt, black pants and black leather shoes, holding a wreath to shake the ground to cheer up anyone, thinking that he should have forgotten to be beaten.

The opening ceremony of the sports meeting was being held on the playground, and Zeng Fan and others were doing the final rehearsal in the classroom. The dancing costumes have been changed, but Zhang Aiping took some shiny ornaments for Zeng Fan and them to wear. This thing is extremely uncomfortable to wear on the head, on the wrist. Zeng Fan protested and said: "We are not red children, why are we wearing this thing?" Zhang Aiping said: "Anyway, in a while, our performance will end soon." ”

When Zeng Fan came down from the stage, he saw Chen Fang's very unhappy face, and he avoided Chen Fang's eyes that seemed to be on fire. Zeng Fan knew that there was no hope of winning an award for this performance, and all this was caused by himself. His head was groggy from the time he went on stage to the end of the performance, and now he is finally awake. All he remembers was that he was so nervous that he made several wrong moves on stage, and these were never wrong during rehearsals. When he heard the laughter from the audience, he felt like his breathing was about to stop. "I have never been so embarrassed in front of so many people", Zeng Fan thought hatefully, "I said that I would not participate, but I had to participate, but now it is good, people are embarrassed." ”

The theatrical performance was over, Zeng Fan only heard that the third class next door won the third prize, and he didn't even have the mood to listen to the ranking of his class.

After the theatrical performance, there was a sports meeting, Zeng Fan had no intention of participating, but he was still forced by Li Dabiao and others to participate in the 4×100m relay race.

"The strength of the first and second classes is too strong, we basically have no hope, and the third class is our defeated team in the snowball fight, can't we still win against them? At least we can always win a bronze medal, and maybe even a silver medal. Ma Tao analyzed the situation for Zeng Fan.

"You know my turtle speed, I'm afraid to hold you back." Zeng Fan was still a little hesitant.

"Go, go, let's just play." Li Dabiao and Sun Haoming also began to mobilize.

Zeng Fan muttered in a low voice: "Say it lightly, go play." Zeng Fan still has lingering palpitations about the theatrical performances that he said he would have fun.

Seeing Zeng Fan grinding like this, Liu Yue was unhappy: "Zeng Fan, how can you be like this, everyone is for the collective honor of our class, and I also participated in the long jump project." ”

"I can't run fast." Zeng Fan is still struggling.

"Aren't there Li Dabiao and them, no matter how slow you run, you won't even be able to run three shifts, right? Besides, the last time you provoked me to run away, it wasn't slow. After saying this, the atmosphere immediately became wrong, and Liu Yue and Zeng Fan were stunned all of a sudden. The other three also looked at each other with strange expressions.

Zeng Fan was also a little embarrassed, and if he didn't agree, he didn't know what Liu Yue said.

Ma Tao has already begun to arrange tactics: "Li Dabiao is the fastest, let's run the first stick, I'll run the last stick, and the second and third sticks Zeng Fan and Sun Haoming will discuss it themselves." ”

Zeng Fan thought to himself: "Li Dabiao is much faster than me, I want to run the second stick, the gap is too obvious, let's run the third stick." ”

Zeng Fan said what he thought, but he didn't know that Sun Haoming also thought so. Seeing that the discussion could not come to a result, Li Dabiao said with a smile: "It's really troublesome, but it's a pity that there is only one me, otherwise I would have run away." ”

Liu Yue looked at a few people and said, "Li Dabiao and Sun Haoming are about the same height, and Zeng Fan is about the same as Ma Tao." Sun Haoming ran the second baton, and it was a little more convenient to pass the baton. ”

Sun Haoming was silent.

Zeng Fan pondered for a long time and said: "Since Li Dabiao is the fastest, he should run the last stick, Ma Tao will run the first stick, and Sun Haoming will still run the second stick." ”

Ma Tao said lightly: "I can do anything." ”

Sun Haoming has no opinion. Finally agreed.

Ma Tao's reaction is not slow, the start is okay, but his strength is not as good as the first and second classes; After the 100m run, the lag is not too much, and it is not far from the third class. As soon as Sun Haoming took over the baton, the gap came out, and he was thrown away by the second place, not to mention that he was almost caught up by the third class.

The first and second classes "brushed" by his side one after another, and Zeng Fan saw An Xue as a "circle counter" at this critical moment, so that yellow, the color of An Xue's clothes, has been lingering in front of him. When Zeng Fan took the baton from Sun Haoming's hand, the first class was at least half a lap ahead, Zeng Fan began to run desperately, he only felt that the flesh on his cheeks was trembling violently, and even the surrounding scenery was blurred; He wanted to speed up, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't even remember how to hand the baton to Li Dabiao. But Zeng Fan remembered that at least he didn't go to the third class to catch up with him.

Li Dabiao took the baton and rushed out at once, although Gao Xiang of the third class tried his best to catch up, he was still getting farther and farther away from Li Dabiao. The fourth class could only win the third place in the end, not to mention the "Black Whirlwind", even if it was the "Shenxing Taibao", it could no longer catch up with the first and second.

After running, Zeng Fan was inexplicably happy: "Gao Xiang, Gao Xiang, no matter how fast you run, you still haven't caught up with me, you still don't have a medal." ”

"Second place! 2nd place!" When Zeng Fan was proud, Ma Tao shouted to them as he ran: "We are the second place!" ”

Zeng Fan and Li Dabiao were very puzzled.

"Listen to me, the second class is looking for someone to replace it, and it will be disqualified as the runner-up, so we are the runner-up!"

"Alas......" Zeng Fan sighed in his heart, "In this way, isn't this kid Gao Xiang rewarded again, what are you doing?" "Second place is not as happy as third place.