Chapter 180: Basketball Game

Sunday night is the welcome party.

The school wants everyone to wear school uniforms and sing the school song, and it is said that the founder of the school and the school directors will come to watch, which makes the entire senior high school ready to win glory for their class at all times.

Of course, this is not something that every class is looking forward to.

Except for the notorious 13 classes.

In order to avoid entering the middle-aged man's frightened crisis in advance, he handed over the important task of rehearsal and singing to the deputy head teacher, and he was also a math teacher who was transferred from junior high school to class 13 Lao Yu, known as Yu Jie.

Lao Yu, who received this task, was broken in his heart.

Because of the process of rehearsing the class song in the past few days, it can be said that it is difficult to explain.

He stood on the podium and looked at the scores of the school songs over the years, and fell silent.

To put it bluntly, he can't sing...... Although I have been listening to this song for decades, there is still a big difference between listening to others sing it and singing it yourself.

A minute passed, and the classroom was still full of joyful atmosphere, sleeping and sleeping, playing games, and the students of Class 13 did not care about the entanglement of Lao Yu on the stage at all, and they were not interested in singing the school song at all.

Three minutes passed...

Five minutes passed......

After half a class, Lao Yu finally couldn't stand it anymore, smashed the song sheet on the podium, and roared: "Can you little rabbits be quiet, I'm already the fifteenth time I want to string words, and if I quarrel again, I'll punish you for doing five or three!" ”

The volume in the audience dropped sharply, and the students looked at Lao Yu, who was angry on the stage, and finally said, "Teacher, have you ever thought about using a mobile phone?" ”

Lao Yu: "......"

This awkward problem was quickly resolved, and the next step was to arrange singing.

The conductor was strictly screened by Lao Yu and finally served by Li Nanzhi.

Although the preparations were done, it was a pity that the bear children in class 13 always did not cooperate, and after making mistakes N times, Lao Yu threw the song sheet on the podium for the second time and walked away angrily.

After he left, he was replaced by Old Man Li.

Faced with the boiling class of 13, he solved the problem with only one sentence.

"Bear children, as long as you cooperate, how about organizing a long-lost trip next weekend?" Old man Li said bitterly.

The air was quiet for a moment, then boiled again.

With Old Man Li's guarantee, this time the cooperation was very perfect, even beyond Lao Yu's expectations, and finally knew that Old Man Li and Class 13 were behind the "hook", and shouted angrily: The son can't be taught!

After practicing the song, there was a self-study class, Xia Yu was writing the script and storyboard for the week, and the phone vibrated in the drawer at an inopportune time, Xia Yu glanced at it and found that it was sent to her by Qiqi.

Kiki: "Big, are you there?" ”

Xia Yu secretly glanced at the door, and then replied, "What's the matter?" ”

Kiki: "Dad, are you free this weekend?" ”

Xia Yu: "? ”

Kiki: "There is an online weekend live event for the 5th anniversary of the House of Dusk on weekend nights, and I have an invitation spot here, and I would like to recommend you to go." ”

Xia Yu's home at dusk is a supernova comic website that was vacated five years ago, and the reason why it is famous is because there are many great god cartoonists stationed there, plus behind the house of dusk is the operation of Tengda company, which is now well-known in China, so the traffic and popularity of the house of dusk in recent years cannot be compared with other websites.

Each anniversary event will invite some gods who have reached the peak of popularity to conduct interviews, and occasionally invite some newcomers who are more optimistic about the editor to act as the wallflowers of the gods.

It seems that this kind of invitation has little content, but it has been snatched up by countless newcomers struggling at the bottom, as long as they can show their faces at the event, they can also make their works a little popular during that time period.