Jiang Jinnan looked at his textbook, which was originally neatly arranged, but now it was photographed and scattered on the table.

He silently picked it up one by one and put it away in his desk.

Jiang Jinnan had a hunch that Ye Hewan might slap the table excitedly next, slapping this and that.

He couldn't save the desk, so he could only save the textbook superficially.

Suddenly.

Except for Ye Hewan, Song Zhi and the three of them all looked quiet and "you continue, I'll listen".

"Oh no, you should have your opinion! Gentlemen! This is a theatrical performance! A middle school once a year art show! Ye Hewan looked at the three little friends who were still unmoved, and slapped the desk three times in disbelief.

As the saying goes, "say important things three times", then "emphasize things to slap the table three times"!

This time, Ye Hewan not only slapped Jiang Jinnan's table, but Song Zhihe's table also couldn't escape.

Song Zhihe leaned back on the table behind him, inserted his left hand into the pocket of his school trousers, and the pen rotated flexibly on the fingertips of his right hand, and his knuckles were slightly bent.

When the fingers turned the pen, they drew one beautiful arc after another in the air, and their eyes looked at several people lazily.

When his eyes fell on Ye Hewan, the carelessness in his eyes gradually dissipated, but he added a bit of wanton indulgence.

He said in a mocking and half-serious tone: "It's good if you're happy." ”

If it were others, they might be speechless or something, but Ye Hewan would never be possible!

She immediately stood up and slapped Song Zhihe fiercely, so hard that Song Zhihe felt that his bones were about to say goodbye to him.

Before Song Zhihe could say anything, Ye Hewan had already taken the lead in speaking excitedly: "Okay, now I agree, Song Zhihe also agrees!" Jinnan, Shinyin, do you agree? ”

“？！ When did I say I agreed? Song Zhihe was a little in a trance by Ye Hewan's words.

Did he say he agreed?

"Yes! Didn't you just say I'm happy? Then I'm happy to go to the art show, so doesn't that mean you agreed. Isn't it? ”

Ye Hewan asked innocently.

Song Zhihe was unable to get Ye Hewan's logic of "full score".

In the end, Song Zhihe just smiled jokingly, and the upward arc of the corners of his mouth was slightly bad.

"Yes, you continue to classmate Ye Hewan. Come, Jiang Jinnan, Yun Xinyin, express your opinions, and vote. ”

Song Zhihe quickly turned the pen around his fingertips, then suddenly stopped, raised his eyes to affirm Ye Hewan's statement.

I didn't forget to remind the other two to vote quickly.

Yun Xinyin, Jiang Jinnan: "······"

Ye Hewan instantly blinked expectantly at his two family members.

Yun Xinyin hesitated, thought about this literary performance carefully, and then looked at Shang Ye Hewan's "everything in his eyes" eyes.

She nodded slowly.

Ye He raised his head and hugged Yun Xinyin's neck violently, shouting: "Xinyin, I love you!" ”

Yun Xinyin felt that she couldn't breathe, but fortunately, Ye He stopped after howling twice.

The last of the last.

Everyone, including the protagonist Ye Hewan, set their sights on Jiang Jinnan.

"What's that, Ivanami! We are definitely not a minority obeying the majority, and we respect the opinions of every family member! ”

But.

Having said that, Jiang Jinnan looked at Ye Hewan, who was trying to control and wanted to rush over and grab his swinging hand.

Jiang Jinnan fell silent.

Suddenly.

Jiang Jinnan's arm was touched by the person next to him.

Jiang Jinnan glanced to the side slightly, and found that Song Zhihe's right hand that was spinning the pen had been lowered at some point.

After Song Zhihe touched Jiang Jinnan's arm with the back of his hand, he pretended that nothing had happened, and raised his hand and put it on the table casually.

It looks like it's none of your business, and it doesn't matter.

Jiang Jinnan: "······"

"I can do it, well, let's participate."

Jiang Jinnan said in a deep voice.

Actually, it's all right.

Jiang Jinnan has always been unfamiliar with such large-scale performance activities.

But if his friends around him want to participate so much, then he can participate.

Just like the little old man at home told him, he has nothing to do and participate in more activities, socialize more with friends and classmates, and try more new things.

Participate in a theatrical show with your best friends.

Jiang Jinnan thought about it, it was really good.

After all, he, Song Zhihe and Ye Hewan are all athletes, and the time when the four of them are neatly on campus is uncertain.

Since they are all here, there is this opportunity again.

Then take it.

It can be regarded as a fond memory of high school life in the future.

"Good! Very good! Ye Hewan clapped his hands violently and shouted.

Song Zhihe looked at Ye Hewan's outstretched hand, and thought that she was going to hug someone like she had just hugged Yun Xinyin, so he hurriedly pulled Jiang Jinnan, who was still sitting, up and stood up, and walked a few steps to the side of the aisle.

Under the gaze of three pairs of stunned eyes, Song Zhihe coughed and said calmly: "It's nothing, thinking that I have been sitting in class for too long, I should also stand up and walk two steps between classes." Isn't that Nanzi? ”

Hear the words.

Jiang Jinnan looked at Song Zhihe with suspicion.

Brother, do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Do you believe it yourself?

······

Seeing the idea of participating in the art show, the four people unanimously approved.

As soon as he arrived at the big recess, Ye Hewan actively went to Wang Haobo's office to get the registration form.

in the office.

Wang Haobo was discussing the teaching progress of the next grade mathematics with Tian Yiming, another mathematics teacher in the year group, when he was suddenly shocked by an "old class" behind him.

No need to guess.

This little girl shouted heartily and loudly, and when she heard it, it was Ye Hewan in their class.

When Ye He entered the door in the evening, he saw that there seemed to be no other teachers in the office, so he shouted loudly.

When she walked in and saw Tian Yiming next to Wang Haobo, Ye Hewan hurriedly stood up obediently, and then shouted politely: "Teacher Tian is good." ”

Tian Yiming is the math teacher in the next class, and when Wang Haobo asked for leave before, Tian Yiming also came to help substitute the teacher.

Therefore, Ye Hewan and their classmates are also familiar with Tian Yiming.

Seeing this, Tian Yiming knew that Ye Hewan should also have something to find Wang Haobo, so he went back to his workstation and sat down first.

Moment.

Wang Haobo looked at Ye Hewan, who was overflowing with joy beside him, and said first: "Come and get the registration form?" ”

Ye He was taken aback and blurted out: "How do you know, Lao Wang?!" ”

Could it be that their old king is a prophet?

Oh no.

This is supposed to be a fortune teller, right?

Well, there seems to be something wrong.

Wang Haobo has a silent opinion on this.

"As soon as I said about the art show, I guessed that you, this girl, would definitely participate. Normally, you are busy training as athletes, and you participate in some cultural and artistic activities as students on campus, and it is still very good to have a colorful youth. ”

Wang Haobo smiled kindly.

Ye Hewan took the registration form handed over by Wang Haobo and nodded emphatically.

Just when Ye Hewan said "thank you" and turned around to leave.

She seemed to suddenly remember something, took out something from her pocket and put it in front of Wang Haobo, and said sincerely and solemnly: "Mr. Wang, this is my ticket to participate in the Yushi Station of the Grand Prix, and the time is on the weekend in two weeks, if you have time, you can come and take a look." ”

Suddenly.

Wang Haobo looked at the ticket in Ye Hewan's hand and was stunned.