When a slower classmate heard it, he came over and joked with Xin Huan: "I was handpicked by the class leader." Xin Huan, eighty percent of you are also going to be an official. ”

Song Yi also patted Xin Huan on the shoulder: "Then I have to hold back my tears and leave first." Xin Huan, come on, get an official and a half-job, then I can be regarded as a family member of a senior cadre. ”

The classmates were all good-natured jokes, but Xin Huan didn't have half a smile. She didn't even put down her schoolbag, turned her head and glanced at Heyu: "Why, squad leader?" I'm not a class cadre, so why should I also participate in the discussion? ”

He Yu was not in a hurry, and said as a matter of course: "Because you are a professional in the entertainment industry, you have more say than all of us in how to create an atmosphere." ”

He Yu was reasonable, and Zhao Yue, a member of the Literature and Art Committee, also got up and pulled Xin Huan: "That's it, it's still the squad leader, I forgot it!" Xin Huan~~, don't go, help us with the staff. The squad leader put me in charge of this, and my hair was almost gray. ”

"Yes, Xin Huan, help." The class committee members have spoken out: "This is the first literary and artistic activity in our class, and we all want to do better." ”

In the center of the crowd, He Yu looked at her calmly and smiled, pure and innocent.

If you refuse now, you will not give face to all the class cadres. Xin Huan could only put down his schoolbag and laugh at everyone against his will: "Thanks to everyone's trust, then I won't shirk." Class matters depend on everyone, so we should all work together for the sake of the collective. ”

His gaze sneaked over to He Yu's side again, and he turned slightly sideways to drink water, only revealing his side face. But Xin Huan still found out, a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

Damn it, let him be proud!

Zhao Yue spoke first: "Why don't we sing a chorus, just sing "There is a Milan tree in front of the teacher's window"! ”

Sports Committee Xue Dazhuang grinned: "It's too old-fashioned." I bet at least eight out of ten classes sing this song in chorus. ”

The life committee member was very practical: "Why don't we go to the bicycle shed and wipe all the teachers' bicycles?" ”

The school committee immediately laughed: "You're talking about the old trick of ten years ago." How many teachers still ride bikes now? ”

There was a stalemate for a while, but no one had a better idea.

He Yu's gaze fell quietly on Xin Huan's face, and he said without waves: "Xin Huan, you can talk about it." ”

Xin Huan spread his hands: "I have an idea, but I don't know if you dare to play." ”

Everyone was curious, and asked tightly: "Xin Huan, tell me about it!" ”

Xin Huan blinked: "We have experienced many Teachers' Day since we were children, and we have seen everything we should have seen in the usual way." And our teachers have seen even more. So if we want the teacher to have face and be happy, we have to think outside the box. ”

"As soon as we talk about Teacher's Day, we all use our brains on the word 'teacher', and the activities and gifts we prepare are all hoarse praise of the teacher's virtue, or we are grateful to Dade and cry bitterly to thank the teacher for their dedication to us - this is not wrong in itself, but it is repeated too many times, it is too sensational, and it is not interesting."

Xin Huan patted his knee: "My idea is that let's bring Teacher He and her husband back." ”

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