Wang Qing left the classroom after explaining the task, he had other things to do. Zheng Jie thought for a while, and then hesitantly stepped onto the podium.

"Everyone has heard the task assigned by Mr. Wang just now, now let's express my opinions. Register your own talents with me, and I'll hand them over to Mr. Wang for review tomorrow. ”

Forehead...

As soon as Zheng Jie's words fell, the classroom that had been a little noisy before suddenly became audible. The classmates stopped talking, just looked at Zheng Jie on the stage. Even the girls who had been throwing flattering glances at him before looked at him a little dodgy now.

Zheng Jie was also dumbfounded for a while, according to his thoughts. Students should be very active in such activities, after all, they can participate in the school orientation party and write it into the student file. Not to mention that it can add a lot of color, how can you also get a comment on actively participating in extracurricular activities.

He didn't expect that the feeling of giving a speech and performing in front of the whole class was different from performing in front of the whole school. When you are under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, you are not a professional performer, or someone with a particularly strong psychological quality. Basically, they will be flustered, either forgetting their lines or showing their feet, and they can't perform well at all. At that time, maybe they will steal chickens and rice, and lose a lot of face in front of the school leaders. The good impression was not left behind, and it became the laughing stock of the teachers and students of the whole school.

"I said brothers and sisters, let's not bring such a pit, right? Why do you have to put on a few performances to suit the situation, even if you are brushed off at that time, it doesn't matter!" Zheng Jie was also a little blind, thinking that there were so many girls in the class, and it would not be like having fun with a few singing and dancing performances. Who knew that those girls were still sitting like a mountain now, and he couldn't help but cheer for his classmates and relax the conditions.

Hearing Zheng Jie say this, the atmosphere became more lively again.

"Literature and Art Commissioner, I can sing, you can see if it's okay!" At this time, a boy stood up in the back row and said to Zheng Jie with a loud smile.

Zheng Jie looked at this bearded stubble, a little too mature boy. knew that his name was Cai Hei, and he had run for squad president before, but in the end he only got a pitiful vote. And according to Zheng Jie's guess, this vote should still be cast by himself.

Because this Cai Hei is completely unkempt, with a chicken nest on his head, his clothes are so sloppy that he can squeeze out oil. He shook his head while laughing, and the dandruff on his head fell heavily, which was like a snow for the classmates in front of him.

But now except for this student, there are no other students who are willing to sign up, so I can't chill the heart of this first applicant. Zheng Jie smiled reluctantly and nodded to Cai Hei. "Then what song are you good at, can you give us a trial song on the spot?"

Cai Hei didn't expect Zheng Jie to really give himself this opportunity, and couldn't help but nod his head with joy, accompanied by a burst of falling snowflakes. "Okay, no problem, what I'm best at is 'brother is just a legend', please enjoy it." ”

After speaking, he coughed lightly, and hung his throat with a little concern, it really looked like that. Zheng Jie frowned, he hadn't heard the name of this song, and he didn't know what would happen to Cai Hei singing. However, looking at Cai Hei's rather professional appearance, a feeling of anticipation also rose in his heart.

With a burst of accompaniment from Cai Hei's own mouth, his performance began. . .

'Please stop being obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend.

Although I, reluctantly. But I still have to say it.

Don't be obsessed with me anymore, I'm just a legend... ’

If Yang Yifan was allowed to choose by himself, he would rather be bombed by Chrysanthemum Boy's gunship than be tortured by this Cai Hei's singing voice in the classroom. Although his eyes were closed, there was a look of intoxication on his face. But this can't hide the pig-killing voice in his mouth, and his singing voice can't even be described as singing, maybe he is the founder of Fauvism, a genre that has risen after the Jiaopan School.

There was no rhythm in his howling voice, and perhaps he didn't know what rhythm was. Perhaps still popular in the wild, his singing voice can at least resonate with the wolves.

finally persevered for a minute, and Zheng Jie finally couldn't stand the defeat. "Stop, stop!"

screamed several times, and then woke up Cai Hei, who was intoxicated with his singing, and looked at Zheng Jie with some puzzlement, not understanding why he stopped before he finished singing.

"Ahem... Zheng Jie coughed a few times before he figured out how to phrase it. "What, there are other students to perform later, you can just sing for a minute, we already know your strength. ”

"Really, then the literary and art committee, can you comment on my song, and by the way, ask me if I can be selected for the welcome party?" Cai Hei exclaimed in surprise, and then looked at Zheng Jie expectantly.

Eh, Zheng Jie was a little speechless, and he wanted to ask Cai Hei directly. "Where did you get such shameless confidence?" But he also knew that as a member of the Literature and Art Committee, it was impossible for him to say this, otherwise it would hit the confidence of the students behind him. With an embarrassed look on his face, Zheng Jieqiang laughed.

"Well, it's very good, your lung capacity is quite large, it seems that you usually exercise a lot, this is still for sure. As for whether you can be selected for the orientation party, then I can't say for sure, you can ask the teacher yourself when the time comes!"

Zheng Jie thought about it for a long time, and decided to register Cai Hei, and this problem should be thrown to Wang Qing for a headache. Anyway, the Jiao Pan faction can flourish for a while, and the Fauvist faction has no reason and no appreciative people, but there is no bosom friend of Cai Hei in this small classroom.

Cai Hei didn't understand what his singing voice had to do with his lung capacity. However, Zheng Jie no longer paid attention to him, and continued to ask other students.

"Okay, the first show is confirmed. Which of the following students would like to go to the welcome party? You must know that such an opportunity is once in a century!"

The students below are also a little moved, saying that a ghost crying wolf like Cai Hei can be selected, and he won't be worse than him, right? It's better to give it a try, in case the school leaders take a fancy to it? That's not a promotion, serving as a class president, marrying the school girl, and reaching the pinnacle of life. It's a little exciting to think about it.,Hehe.。。。

"Commissioner Zheng, I can pole dance!" The second voice of Mao Sui's self-recommendation sounded in the classroom.

Zheng Jie was stunned when he heard it, but he quickly reacted. I don't know if this classmate's pole dancing is serious or not. But now that he is sick and rushes to the doctor, no matter what he is, report it first. While thinking like this, Zheng Jie looked away in the direction from which the voice came.

Then he saw a scene that made him a little difficult to swallow at dinner - a man wearing a sweatshirt, holding his lips with his hands and a slender figure, with a smile of joy, his slender waist swayed like a willow in the wind... Male classmates.

When the male classmate saw Zheng Jie looking at him, he stretched out a pair of small hands that were as soft as bones, and shook them vigorously towards Zheng Jie. "Commissioner Zheng, look here, look here!"

The cold sweat on Zheng Jie's head flowed down instantly, and he looked away a little shyly, not daring to look directly at the bewitching body. "Ahem, I'm afraid the scale of pole dancing is too big, I'm afraid the school won't be able to review it, so forget it. Are there any other students who want to put on a show?"

Ignoring the boy's resentful little eyes, Zheng Jie looked at the few people in his dormitory like a helper. The meaning of that look is - the rivers and lakes are in emergency, brother, if you don't stand up for me, I'm afraid I'm going to be swallowed by the demon brother!