Chapter 113: Riot is a synonym for liveliness

After the athletes entered the stadium, the classes returned to their seats to prepare to watch the wonderful show, and the serious and serious people on the rostrum took a sip of water and threw the speech in their hands on Xie Hao's face, "What kind of broken thing are you writing?" ”

Xie Hao, "What's wrong, how well I wrote, the title of the little prince of Chinese literature and art is not in vain,"

Jiang Yanyan sneered, "Dressed lively? You dress me and show me,"

Xie Chao, "Then I'm not wrong, the clothes in Class 8 are too riotous, I don't think it's very good, so I changed it to a synonym,"

Jiang Yanyan frowned, "The synonym of riot is lively? ”

Xie Chao then remembered that Jiang Lianyan probably didn't know what the commotion meant? So he nodded violently, "That's right, commotion means lively, but commotion is a daily language, and lively is more official,"

Jiang Lianyan put down the water bottle, "You read it below, I'll go to the bathroom,"

Most of the programs at the opening ceremony are fan dances, red flag dances or something, the purpose is to incite the atmosphere of the audience, which is also wonderful.

However, everyone has seen the sports meeting every year, and they have long lost interest in these routines, only Tang Qiao sat in the front row with a bag of potato chips, and watched it with relish while eating.

Yu Yingying leaned over curiously, "You actually like to watch this kind of thing?" ”

"I don't like it," Tang Qiao "clicked" to bite a potato chip, "but I have to watch something when I eat a snack,"

Yu Yingying, "What kind of fetish are you?"

Tang Qiao took a sip of water, "Life should have a sense of ritual,"

Yu Yingying speechlessly lowered her head and played with her mobile phone,

The last finale was Xie Chao, who wore a fat purple baseball uniform, a pair of tattered jeans that almost exposed his entire thighs, and went up to dance a vigorous hip-hop dance, and at the end there was a handstand, revealing a large smooth and white back and a thin little waist,

The girl at the bottom suddenly screamed, shouting loudly to pounce on him and give birth to monkeys,

Tang Qiao squinted, "This waist is good,"

Zhou Moruo was holding a notebook and was about to ask about the process of the game, when she heard the words, she glanced at her, and there was no deep meaning.

Tang Qiao coughed, "Brother Jin, don't get me wrong, I just read too many romance novels, slips of the tongue, slips of the tongue,"

The show just ended, but the sky gradually darkened, and a dark cloud drifted from nowhere, covering the clear sky overhead.

Class 8 was next to the rostrum, Zhou Moruo raised his feet and walked up, and at a glance he saw Jiang Lianyan sitting in front of the microphone,

Jiang Yanyan was holding a reminder card to recite words, and he was patted on the shoulder, and he raised his head, "What are you doing here?" ”

Zhou Moruo shook the notebook in his hand, "I'll take note of the events and time of the athletes in our class,"

Jiang Lianyan raised his eyebrows, "Not bad, your consciousness has improved a lot," he said, bowing his head and turning out the record and handing it to her, "Keep it up, keep improving,"

Zhou Moruo didn't bother to pay attention to him, and left without looking back after copying his notes.

Xie Chao ran to the toilet after getting off the stage, when he came out of the toilet, there were too many people, he took a detour from Class 8, and just caught a glimpse of Tang Qiao holding a big bag of potato chips eating there,

His eyes lit up, he took out a tissue and wiped his hands, and sat on the vacant seat next to Tang Qiao, "Senior sister, where did you buy your "Don't bite me" potato chips?" ”

Tang Qiao glanced at him, "I'm quite knowledgeable, but I don't want to tell you,"

Xie Chao saw her face clearly, "Oh, you're not that Tang ...... Don what's coming from? ”

Tang Qiao sneered coldly, "You really don't lose a friend of the bully, you are the same blind and no one in your eyes,"

Xie Chao thought to himself, you are really Zhou Moruo's friend, just as domineering and unreasonable,

But he glanced at the bag of potato chips and smiled again, "I'm so amiable and approachable, how can I be the same as Jiang Lianyan?" ”