Chapter Eighty-Five: Village Snow?

"Where is the little mortal?" Lin Xiaotian took Lily's position in the ninth class of junior high school for most of the circle, and he didn't even see Zhang Fan's shadow.

Zhang Mengmeng sat in the corner of the ninth class camp of the first year of junior high school, the melody of Xiao Lucky's song echoed in her mind, and her eyes unconsciously flickered, and she found Lin Xiaotian, "This...... Isn't he the fat man next to Zhang Fan? Why do you still have a little girl? ”

At this time, Lin Xiaotian also saw Zhang Mengmeng, "En? Isn't this Xiao Fan's tablemate? ”

Lin Xiaotian led Lily around a few big turns, and finally walked in front of Zhang Mengmeng: "That, hello classmate, have you seen Zhang Fan?" ”

Lily's little hand tightly grasped the corner of Lin Xiaotian's clothes, looking timidly at everything in front of her.

Zhang Mengmeng raised her eyebrows slightly, and slowly recovered from the afterglow of Xiao Lucky's song: "Zhang Fan is not in the audience, he has a show tonight." ”

"Got a show?" Lin Xiaotian was a little surprised, his fat body shook a few times, "No, Xiaofan never told us that he had a show?" ”

Lily's eyes on the side lit up slightly, and a pair of big eyes sparkled at Zhang Mengmeng.

"Well, it was just decided, our class was temporarily adjusted, and he should be the tenth program." Zhang Mengmeng noticed Lily beside Lin Xiaotian.

"I see, thanks." After listening to Zhang Mengmeng's explanation, Lin Xiaotian was also a little interested in the show that Zhang Fan was going to perform.

Lin Xiaotian was about to lead Lily back to the seat of Class 6, but was stopped by Zhang Mengmeng: "That...... Is this little girl Zhang Fan's sister? ”

Zhang Mengmeng's mind was full of the song that Zhang Fan sang, and she completely forgot Zhang Fan's entrustment, but fortunately, they took the initiative to find it, which reminded her of Zhang Fan's entrustment.

"Squad leader, do you remember to go to the seat of class six to find a boy named Lin Xiaotian, my sister is with him, explain my affairs to them, otherwise they will keep looking for me, I am afraid that they will worry."

Lily hid behind Lin Xiaotian with half of her body, slowly poked her head out to look at Zhang Mengmeng, and then nodded slowly.

"Hello sister, I'm ...... Is my brother really going to put on a show? When Lily heard Zhang Fan have a show, she suppressed the timidity in her heart and asked out loud.

Zhang Mengmeng smiled and looked carefully at the little girl in front of her, her big bright eyes were cute.

"Great!" Seeing Zhang Mengmeng nodding, Lily clenched her little fist and let out a sound of surprise.

"You two just sit here, just two seats are free." Zhang Mengmeng saw that the party had already begun, and it would not be good to move around again, so she invited Lin Xiaotian and Zhang Mengmeng to sit beside her.

Lin Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, looked at the position of the sixth class of the first year of junior high school, and seemed to be a little far away, so he sat down next to Zhang Mengmeng with Lili.

"It can't be that song, right?"

Sitting down, Lin Xiaotian scratched his head, he vaguely remembered that Zhang Fan always hummed the same song between classes, and the melody was very good, but every time he asked the name of the song, Zhang Fan didn't tell him.

Lin Xiaotian muttered softly on the side, but he didn't expect Zhang Mengmeng to hear it, "Have you heard Zhang Fan sing?" ”

"Huh?" Lin Xiaotian heard someone asking, and turned his head to look at Zhang Mengmeng beside him in shock, facing the beautiful girl, Lin Xiaotian couldn't help but stutter a little, "That...... I...... I used to be at the same table with Xiao Fan, and I occasionally heard him sing a few times. ”

"That's right." Hearing Lin Xiaotian's answer, Zhang Mengmeng frowned and pursed her mouth, no one could see what the girl was thinking.

Lily was sitting precariously, without her brother there, and the unfamiliar environment made her feel a little scared, but the thought of her brother waiting for a show to perform later, the fear was diluted a little.

The evening went on step by step, with most of the program being singing, recitation, and occasional skit or instrumental performance.

Principal Zhuang Zhou sat in the first class of the audience, and next to him sat the leaders of all parts of the school.

"Headmaster, here's the list for this gala." The director of the school's publicity department handed Zhuang Zhou a program list.

Zhuang Zhou nodded with a smile and took over the list, he attached great importance to this party, after all, it was the first large-scale event since he took office.

"Yes, it's not bad." Zhuang Zhou glanced at the entire program list, although it was only a county-level middle school, the quality of the students was not bad, and the content of the program was still in the past.

Hearing the principal's praise, the director of the propaganda department was also smiling at this time, he knew that the principal valued this party very much, so he did everything himself.

"Huh?" Zhuang Zhou suddenly frowned, "Why was the erhu solo of the ninth class of junior high school crossed out?" The erhu is very good, and it is very good for middle school students to be able to play the erhu, so I really want to see it. ”

"This ......" The director of the Propaganda Department was shocked, and he remembered what Murong Muraxue had just told him, "Principal, there was a little accident in that program, so it was temporarily replaced, but Teacher Muraxue assured me that this replaced program is absolutely wonderful." ”

"Murayuki? Is it snow in Murong Village? Zhuang Zhou was a little puzzled.

"Yes, principal, it's the singer who was quite famous in our lake back then, and he almost went to the Spring Festival Gala in China." said the director of the Propaganda Department.

Zhuang Zhou put down the program list in his hand, his face was embarrassed, "It turns out that after Murong Cunxue quit the music scene, he went to this small place to become a teacher, which is really surprising." ”

The director of the Propaganda Department answered: "Teacher Cun Xue's hometown is our county, and he misses the old one, so he stays in Fengshan and doesn't leave." ”

Zhuang Zhou nodded: "Then I'm quite interested in this replacement program now, how many classes of programs are this?" ”

"Principal, this is from the ninth class of junior high school."

"Class 19?" Zhuang Zhou looked stunned, and his expression became a little strange, "Do you know what this replaced show is?" What is the name of the classmate who performs? ”

"Wait, headmaster, I'll take a look." The head of the Propaganda Department took out a small notebook from his pocket, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and quickly found a few pages in the small notebook, "I found it, principal, the program should be a song, and the performer's name is Zhang Fan." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Zhou's face was a little strange, and Chen Hanrong, who was sitting on the side, also heard their conversation and opened his eyes wide.

The director of the Propaganda Department didn't notice anything unusual, and when he saw that the principal Zhuang Zhou didn't ask again, he silently returned to his seat.

"It's Zhang Fan again?" Zhuang Zhou was surprised in his heart, "How many surprises does this kid want to bring me!" ”

The party was carried out in an orderly manner, for most school leaders, this kind of party was mostly a formality, and they could leave after sitting for a while, but they didn't expect that the principal Zhuang Zhou had not left, and he seemed to be quite interested in this party, so the leaders did not dare to leave first.