"Everyone, pull the tables away!" The squad leader gave an order.

As soon as they heard what the class leader said, they pulled open the desks and circled the tables around the classroom, leaving the middle space vacant and waiting for the "good show".

The students were busy one by one, blowing balloons, hanging lanterns, and pasting ribbons for a while. In the blink of an eye, the classroom is decorated with gold and red, and instantly filled with the flavor of the New Year, with the word Fu on the door, the colorful decorations on the ceiling, and the border of the blackboard wrapped in balloons, and the blackboard is covered with elaborate blackboard paintings. The students are busy and full of happiness, and the class is like a big family, warm and warm.

The class committee members stood on the podium, and on the podium was piles of snacks, like a mountain of snacks. The class committee members distributed snacks according to their seats, potato chips, drinks, fruits, biscuits, snacks, dried fruits, all of which were quite a lot, and everyone was not bad.

When the life committee member handed out the snacks to Zhou Yi and Xiao Yuan's table, Xiao Yuan's eyes were shining.

"Wow, that's fun!" Xiao Yuan shouted excitedly, and as he spoke, he threw himself on the boat.

"What are you going to do!" Zhou Yi was taken aback, "Are you happy and stupid, or do you want to be rude?" Zhou Yi said with a look of disgust.

"What do you think, how do you think I'm going to have an intention on you, the oldest woman in the class?" , Xiao Yuan was not to be outdone, "I just want to see what your potato chips taste like, who wants to insult you!" It's really beautiful. With that, Xiao Yuan sat up straight again, tore open the potato chips in his hand and started eating.

"Your rich and spicy cabbage-flavored potato chips sound very heavy!." Xiao Yuan said while eating his potato chips, shaking his head.

"Your tomato-flavored chips aren't good either! The taste is ordinary, and I like the novelty of this heavy mouth. Zhou Yi shot back, Zhou Yi also tore his potato chips as he spoke, and then deliberately held his potato chips and shook them in front of Xiao Yuan's face.

"Don't eat it." Zhou Yi said and turned his head away. Then in front of Xiao Yuan, he deliberately learned the hypocritical appearance of the mother in the costume drama, cocked his orchid finger and gently picked up a piece of potato chips, and put it in his mouth, "Wow, it's delicious!" "Zhouyi made a look of enjoyment, but honestly, it tasted really good.

Xiao Yuan did not react.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to lean close to Xiao Yuan's ear and said softly, "Really, it's delicious." The rich flavor had already come out, and the strong smell lingered on the seats of Zhou Yi and Xiao Yuan.

When Zhou Yi was still immersed in pride, Xiao Yuan suddenly counterattacked, saying that it was too late, it was fast, and he snatched the potato chips in Zhou Yi's hand in an instant, and then reached into the potato chip bag with lightning speed, took out a piece and ate it into his mouth.

"You ......" Zhou Yi felt both angry and ridiculous.

Xiao Yuan still had potato chips in his mouth, but his mouth smiled proudly.

At seven o'clock, the party started on time, and the students waved balloon sticks in their hands and warmly welcomed them. The propaganda committee members walked onto the podium amid the cheers of the crowd, and Zhao Yili and Zhou Jin stood at the back of the classroom and watched a group of children perform.

Holding a fake microphone made of cardboard in his hand, the propaganda committee member solemnly announced: "I announce that the Spring Festival Gala is now open!" ”

There was applause from the podium.

"Now we will watch the first program, which is the most sadistic love tragedy directed by Mr. Zhao and starring Mr. Zhou——— "Peacock Flying Southeast".

Everyone applauded, and their eyes all converged on Zhao Yili and Zhou Jin at the back of the classroom. Zhao Yili is fine, but Zhou Jin is a little uncomfortable, he is a little embarrassed to watch his performance, and now he has to watch it with the whole class, Zhou Jin is really embarrassed.

Turn off the lights in the classroom, press the play button with the mouse on the electronic whiteboard, and what catches your eye is an ink painting, an ink-colored peacock in the white wilderness flies towards the south, and under the sky, Liu Lanzhi is narrating herself: "Thirteen can weave, fourteen learn tailoring, fifteen play gonghou, sixteen recite poetry and books." Seventeen is a gentleman's wife, and her heart is always bitter and sad. ”

As soon as the camera turned, Zhou Jinzheng was wearing a navy blue shirt with gold trim, kneeling in front of his mother and begging her to keep Liu Lanzhi.

"Fu Weiqi Mother, if you send this woman now, you will never get it again!" The camera zoomed in, Zhou Jin frowned, tears were about to come out, as if he was going to "cry and beads" in the next moment, there were helpless ripples in his eyes, but helplessness was revealed in the helplessness, Zhou Jin's tone was very soft, just like Jiao's mother was a hard and insurmountable iron wall. The image of a bookish angry and weak Jiao Zhongqing is vivid. Faced with the separation from Liu Lanzhi, he was even more choked and speechless, and burst out of his mouth helplessly: "I vow not to be separated from each other, and I will return home for the time being; I will go to the house today, and I will return soon, and I will not be disappointed! ”

The students were deeply attracted by the story in the video, but Zhou Jin, who was standing at the back of the classroom, couldn't stand his slightly "exaggerated" performance, thinking that there was a "self-hanging southeast branch" shot in the back, Zhou Jin wanted to turn off the video quickly, but this was unrealistic, Zhou Jin had to find a crack in the ground to get into, and Zhou Jin was ready to leave and go to the office to take refuge.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Yili turned her head to look at Zhou Jin.

"I can't stand it," Zhou Jin said with an embarrassed smile.

"It's okay, everyone will watch their own videos like this, when I used to work in TV stations, many hosts didn't dare to watch the programs they hosted, which is normal." Zhao Yili's eyes were still fixed on the video of the electronic whiteboard, and her mouth was talking.

Zhao Yili said so, Zhou Jin couldn't leave, so he had to watch the video hard.

"On that day, the cows and horses neighed, and the bride entered the green house. After the dying dusk, the lonely man was settled, "In the feudal shackles, Liu Lanzhi chose to exchange death for the persistent pursuit of love."

Jiao Zhongqing, who was dressed in white, wandered under the * tree alone, holding a white silk.

"Oh my God, I can't stand it anymore." Zhou Jin said in his heart.

In the video, Jiao Zhongqing threw Bai Aya and hung it on the treetops, which was actually just a dry branch in the forest garden behind the campus, when shooting the video, Zhou Jin still hung his head on Bai Aya, that scene was like the hanging cured meat during the Chinese New Year in Zhou Jin's mind.

On the big screen, Jiao Zhongqing looked at Bai Aya with desperate eyes, as if pouring out his helplessness, his sadness, and his self-blame for not being able to protect the person he loved.

Zhou Jin's heart had already mentioned his throat, and the picture he didn't want to see was about to appear, Zhou Jin swallowed his saliva.

However, the video came to an abrupt end, the camera moved from Jiao Zhongqing's desperate eyes to the snow-white Lingbu, and then to the white paper-like sky, where two ink-colored peacocks flew together and were born to the south.

"I said, you should watch it because you played it well." Zhao Yili said.

"Thankfully, the last shot was cut." Zhou Jin breathed a long sigh of relief.

The lights were turned on, but Zhou Yi had been reminiscing about everything just now, and the ink-colored peacock hovered in the snow-white sky, one black and one white, as if it was pouring out the opposition between feudalism and freedom. Of course, there are also Zhou Jin's eyes in Zhou Yi's mind, his eyes, the eyes that will cry affectionately in the next second, and the faint black mole in the center of his eyebrows. Zhou moved out of her senses, and reminisced for a long time, at this moment she was no longer fascinated by white clothes, what attracted her the most was that Zhou Jin played Jiao Zhongqing alive, a soft and weak scholar, powerless in the face of fate, and firmness in love, through Zhou Jin's interpretation, Zhou Yi felt that even the cowardice on Jiao Zhongqing, whom she hated the most before, became forgivable.

Xiao Yuan saw that Zhou Yi was in a daze, and secretly ate a piece of potato chips.