"Students, students, good news, good news"

"You know what?"

"What did I hear at the door of the Devil's Wu Du office just now?"

"Why is it so troublesome, if you want to say it, just say it, forget it if you don't say it, anyway, the teacher will say it in a while." Qingqing Road.

"I just heard the devil Wu and the teachers say that the art festival is coming, and every class must participate."

"Oh, my brain! It seems that I have the opportunity to perform with Qingqing again, I think I was also a prince charming at the beginning, not only dancing very well, but also handsome, he's a pity. ”

Wang Xiaopang said.

"Wang Xiaopang, just you, back then, you've always been so good, back then, I really convinced you."

"Qingqing, I'm so sad, you say that about me, I'm your childhood sweetheart and future husband."

"Bump"

"Ahh

"I think Wang Xiaopang, you are just looking for death, and you will know what you can't mess with when I give you a few clicks."

"Qingqing, don't mess around, this is in the class, and it will affect your image when others see it."

"I, Nie Qingqing, am I a person who pays attention to image, wait until I clean you up first."

Then a book was thrown away.

"Oh, Qingqing, you are actually ruthless, if I am disabled, you will take care of me in the future."

"It's not dark yet, what are you dreaming about?"

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, this Qingqing has murdered her husband, whether your brother and I can survive depends on Brother Mo, whether you can make a move."

"Then I have no choice, if I help you, then I don't think there is much way to live, anyway, the two of us have to keep one down, then we can only sacrifice you."

Mo Fan directly pushed Wang Xiaopang in front of Qingqing with one hand.

I saw that Qingqing was beating and pinching, making Wang Xiaopang oops.

The people around them all understood this and discussed their own, as if they didn't find out that Wang Xiaopang was beaten.

Xiang Youyi also thought about the art festival, he was at dawn when he was in the morning, but Xiang Youyi didn't want to participate in this so-called art festival, because even if the performance was performed, no one at home would watch it.

"Ding Ding Ding, Ding Ding Ding"

Students, let me first talk about the upcoming art festival, we all know that our class is colorful, so I believe that you will actively participate, especially in the dance aspect of our class, I remember that Luo Yun has practiced, right?

"That's right, I've been practicing for a few years, teacher."

"Very good, very good, then you go and organize the dance and the participants."

There is also a performance program, which is found in our class......

"Teacher, teacher."

I saw a fleshy hand raised.

"Wang Xiaopang, don't make trouble, put your hand down for me."

"Teacher, I didn't do anything, I just wanted to say that I want to participate and Nie Qingqing."

"Oh, okay, but if you participate, you have to do it seriously, don't let other people's classes say that our class is all nerds, only reading, and nothing else."

"Okay, the teacher promises to complete the task."

"Hey, tap, tap."

"Qingqing, why are you beating me again."

"I asked you to sign me up, did you get my consent?"

"Didn't you just help you sign up for a name, as for beating me?"

"As for the last time, the two of us didn't play enough to laugh at the school, and now we are participating again, don't you want to embarrass me?"

"That was last time we weren't ready, so let's prepare well this time, and make sure it's different from the previous ones."

Okay students, now that these things have been discussed, let's start class.

……

……

"Luo Luo, the teacher asked you to organize the staff to dance, do you think of a good candidate? If I can't find anyone, I'll be able to participate. ”

Mo Fan said to Luo Yun.

"No need Brother Fan, I don't know if you can dance, how can someone who you can't know since you were a child can do it in a few days, this is not your specialty, I'll go back and see it first!"

"Okay."

"That's right, Brother Mo, you wouldn't have been, aren't you going to participate to be funny?"

"Bump"

"Ah, Brother Mo, you sneak attack, I'm obviously telling the truth, what are you doing beating me."

I saw that Mo Fan gave him a look.

The four of them also walked with laughter and laughter.

"Momo, Luoluo, Chubby, Qingqing, you are out of school, come to our house to eat in a while, Auntie made your favorite apple pie"

"Thank you, Auntie, we'll be here in a moment."

"Mom, your son, I'm back, is the meal ready, my stomach is gurgling."

"Baby son, this meal has been ready for a long time, and I will send you."

Obviously, at a glance, he knew that this was Wang Xiaopang's mother, and she was also the person who loved him the most in the family, but whenever Wang Xiaopang had anything, Aunt Li (Wang Xiaopang's mother) was the first to go up, that is, her husband said that Wang Xiaopang would be scolded by herself.

"Hey, how can this Wang Xiaopang be this virtue as soon as he goes home, is this still the Wang Xiaopang I know?"

Nie Qingqing said.

"That's what he is, it's just a little bit worse at school."

Mo Fan shook his head and said.

"Okami, are you there?"

"Uh-huh, what's wrong?"

"Today, the teacher gave me a task, but the classmates hardly know what should I do?"

"It's okay, take your time, someone will."

"But if you can't find it in the past two days, what if the festival comes?"

On the other side of the computer, Xiang Youyi said silently, Well, how can the same activities as our school or the same point in time, it shouldn't be our school.

"Then if you really can't find someone, then you can dance solo, as long as you're not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed."

"Although this is okay, at that time this was a class, a group, if you dance alone, then this art festival is no longer an art festival."

"It seems to make sense, that can only rely on your smart little brain, there is always a way, if the way is too high, then you just try to grow taller to catch it."

"yes, okay."