I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air......

Fortunately, the two class teachers had arranged the event, and each group had to send at least one representative to stand up and perform a show on the bus.

You can tell a joke, you can read a poem you wrote, or you can sing a song.

The students of Modu Art High School are naturally versatile, and some small musical instruments are carried with them, such as harmonicas and the like, and they can be played when they are pulled out of their pants.

The Literature and Art Committee may be just a dispensable class committee in other schools, but it can be said to be a high authority in the Magic City Art High School, and many activities have to be organized by the Literature and Art Committee.

The literary and artistic committee member of the third class is called Mo Shu, and she is quite literary and artistic when she hears the name, but in Lu Xiaosu's opinion, she is a person with very low emotional intelligence, although she has good hosting skills, she always talks nonsense. She presided over the school celebration, and helped Lu Xiaosu pull a big wave of hatred before Lu Xiaosu came to power. (Also, thanks for the criticism, it turns out that the last one on the field is not called the finale, and it was written incorrectly on the school celebration.) It's me who is unheard. ）

Mo Shu stood up from his seat, held the seat in front of him with both hands, and began to draw random school numbers. The group that was drawn had to send a representative, and if it was drawn repeatedly, it would be replaced.

"Class 1, number 38." Mo Shu shouted.

There are a total of 38 people in the class, and the 38th is the last student number, and this person is Ye Fatzi.

Well, the student number is a good match for him.

Ye Fatzi finally squeezed out of the seat, and after a period of live broadcast, his face was thick enough to block knives, guns and sticks. Lu Xiaosu has already told him, if our group draws it, you can go up and sing "One Person, I'm Drunk".

"I am the representative of our group, the students in the third class may not know me, my name is Ye Dongfang, I will sing a song to everyone, the song is called "One Person I Drink Drunk". Ye Fatzi fell generously.

[One person I drink and get drunk, and I get drunk and make the beautiful woman into pairs]

.......

The classmates couldn't help but pull the corners of their mouths when they listened, where is this song, although it feels like the grade is not very high, but it is inexplicably very brainwashing, and after listening to it, I feel that I can sing along, but ...... It's still very classless!

"Ye Dongfang's performance, uh..... Great, then I'll draw the next one now. Mo Shu didn't know how to evaluate this song, it was beyond her ability, so she had to skip it directly and start pumping a classmate.

"So the next ..... Class 1, number eight. Mo Shu pretended to be casual.

Lu Xiaosu stood up helplessly, is this literary and artistic committee member unable to get along with the number 8, 8 for a while, 38 for a while.

Sure enough, the student number is very important when I was a student, and sometimes the teacher randomly reports the student number to let the student get up to speak, and the winning rate of those more pleasant student numbers is always extremely high.

"Report to the Literature and Art Committee, Ye Dongfang and I are in a group, and he has already performed on behalf of our group." Lu Xiaosu stood up and said to Mo Shu.

Mo Shu was slightly stunned, such a coincidence? Just called two student numbers and there is the same group?

What everyone is looking forward to the most is your performance, who doesn't know that you can write songs and poems? Who wants to see a dead fat man stand up and shout microphone!

"That..... Lu Xiaosu, the "Sunny Day" on the school celebration and the three-line poem that spread later are amazing, I think the students don't want to miss your talent show......" Mo Shu said to the students in the two classes.

I have to say that the current Lu Xiaosu can be regarded as a figure in school, if the previous Su Lingxi was an unattainable goddess, then Lu Xiaosu is an unattainable idol at the moment.

The most popular in the first class is Lu Xiaosu, and the most popular in the third class is Su Lingxi. Su Lingxi's performance is better to say, after all, it is impossible to bring a piano to the car. But Lu Xiaosu is omnipotent, just sing a song or write a poem. If he doesn't perform, the event will be at least half meaningless.

As soon as Mo Shu said this, many classmates immediately coaxed and said that they wanted Lu Xiaosu to perform a show.

The two head teachers are also helping at the moment, and they all said that they are looking forward to Lu Xiaosu's performance.

Lu Xiaosu was speechless, he wondered if this Mo Shu knew that his student number was No. 8.

He glanced down at Su Lingxi, but he didn't expect Su Lingxi to also happen to look up at him. The two looked at each other for a while, and Su Lingxi took the lead in staggering his gaze. But it was just such a look, but Lu Xiaosu saw that there was a trace of expectation in her smart eyes.

"Well, today is a happy day, there is no need to spoil everyone's fun." Lu Xiaosu said in his heart, he is still very good at being a man.

"I didn't bring a guitar, so I stopped singing. I also wrote several poems last time, so I won't write them. Or...... I'm going to whistle for everyone? Lu Xiaosu asked tentatively.

Well, he doesn't know how to be a man at all. If he wasn't very popular, he might be beaten every day!

Everyone is cold, you are a little too casually!

"Okay, so let's do it, I'll tell you a little story." Lu Xiaosu pondered for a moment and said, it seems that this group of people can't be sent away at will.

He originally wanted to tell a few jokes, such as "Dad and Mom quarreled, Mom was so angry that she picked up a bottle of dichlorvos and said to Dad: I want you to taste the loss of your loved ones!" As she spoke, she poured dichlorvos into my mouth as hard as she could. ”

Well, the joke is a bit cold. He doesn't know what everyone's laughter is in parallel time and space, in case no one laughs, then he will be embarrassed, or a small story is safer.

"Yes, yes. But you're such a big and talented person, it's too cheap for you to just tell a little story. Otherwise, I'll make a proposition, right? Mo Shu said to Lu Xiao Su a little excitedly.

Lu Xiaosu was speechless, classmate Mo Shu, you really know how to add drama to yourself.

"Okay, just don't be too biased." Lu Xiaosu spread his hands, he didn't read too many small stories, such as "Little Stories After the Rain" and the like, cough cough, this can't be told. Anyway, there are always one or two that can hit the proposition.

"I think everyone pays attention to Lu Xiaosu's Weibo, the most popular koi fish some time ago is also Lu Xiaosu's creativity, or use fish to tell a story, right?" Although Mo Shu has low emotional intelligence, he is not too faceless and does not pick a too difficult topic.

There are so many stories of fish, have you guessed it? Lu Xiaosu's next thing to talk about is "The Daughter of the Sea...... That's weird!

Because...... It's too long.

The bus drove all the way staggering, he was very uncomfortable standing, he sat down early after finishing his speech, of course, he had to pick a short one, he never played according to the routine.

"Then I'll tell you about my own experience." As he spoke, Lu Xiaosu began to tell the story.

"Once when I was riding by the river, I saw the scene of the release of life, a group of good men and women sitting on the shore, chanting words to the Buddha and Bodhisattva about their good deeds, and releasing the small fish in the basket.

As I rode on, I saw another group of young men and women in the lower strata, quietly observing the movement of the fishing gear in various colors, and they could catch a school of fish as soon as they were released.

Two scenes made me suddenly realize: the Buddha's arrangement is really ingenious, and a group of fish makes both groups happy. ”

Speaking of this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, first despised this kind of contrived release, and then despised those men and women who took advantage, but now they can't understand Lu Xiaosu's story, what does he want to convey?

Even Su Lingxi, who was sitting on the side, frowned, a little incomprehensible.

"And what about the fish?" Mo Shu asked the doubts in everyone's hearts.

Either way, the fish are always the victims!

"I don't know." Lu Xiaosu paused for a moment and continued: "But I think: the fish is probably the Buddha. ”

In the silence, Lu Xiaosu sat down slowly, and accepted it when he saw it, hiding his merit and fame.

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