Preparations for the festival are well underway –

"Hey, this dress is so ugly!" The literary committee member pointed to the page of a certain treasure clothes displayed on the electronic whiteboard and complained.

"Don't ask for a sweatshirt, isn't a suit shirt good?" Yao An also followed the words of the Literature and Art Committee and expressed his opinions.

"You don't talk much." The literary and art committee glared at Yao An, "Can you afford the suit?" ”

"I can't hold on." Yao An replied unconvincedly.

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Then, under the leadership of Yao An and a roundabout compromise with the girls, the final performance costume was finalized in the standard preppy costume suggested by the boys.

When it came to group activities, Ling Yan naturally didn't have any opinions, but he was still full of puzzles about 'wearing a thin shirt in winter'.

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The class choir program is scheduled to be practiced during physical education classes and during the break after afternoon dinner.

This greatly took up the boys' time to play basketball, which caused them to resist it again.

This time, under the leadership of Wang Qinyang, a big man and a basketball fanatic, the girls are in an embarrassing situation again.

Just when the class leader was about to break his mouth because of the negotiation with the boys, the school committee and others asked Ling Yan for help: "Help!" Ling Yan, if you don't play basketball, right, it will be equivalent to being on the same front with us. Tell those boys about it! ”

Ling Yan looked at the school committee who was shorter than his shoulders, and looked so anxious that he stomped his feet, and really wanted to laugh.

He glanced at his girls for help, and then spat out softly at the boys crowded in the back row of the classroom: "Why do you have the face to bully girls?" ”

Rong Zhe looked at Ling Yan who was standing on the opposing front of the boys, and his face showed an expression of 'hatred of iron does not become steel'.

Yao An: "Brother Ling, you ......"

Wang Qinyang: "Brother Ling, don't embarrass us. ”

The two of them were frowning and thinking about what to deal with Ling Yan, while the five people who had "stolen the notebook" earlier immediately turned to Ling Yan's side.

Wang Qinyang saw the behavior of the five of them, and he almost wanted to give each of them a big mouth, but he didn't dare to move when he looked at Ling Yan in front of him.

"What... We just want to play basketball......" said the tall, black man stumbling.

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If you want to ask about the final ending, it is the 10 minutes of basketball time that the boys get from the girls as they wish. Whether they are satisfied or not, there is no way to know.

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In the next half month of practicing the chorus, Ling Yan couldn't say that he had a positive attitude, but at least he wasn't so careless.

He thought - half a month later, the art festival, parents can enter the school. Invite her, and I think she will come too.

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Half past six in the evening -

Mother Yang looked at Ling Yan, who opened the door and walked into the house, and said, "Yan Yan, why did you come back so late today?" ”

"I was rehearsing with my classmates at school." Ling Yan replied after turning around and closing the door.

"Rehearsals? What is the rehearsal? Obviously, Yang Jingshu was very surprised that Ling Yan could participate in the group activities.

In the first and second years of high school, often the art festival has ended, and Yang Jingshu only knew from the parent group that there was such a thing as an art festival.

Moreover, when Yang Jingshu searched carefully and tried to find Ling Yan from the photos sent by the teacher, it was also the result of 'no such person'.

Ling Yan: "Our art festival... Sing in unison as a class. ”

Yang Jingshu seemed to want to ask something more, but she just stared at Ling Yan's eyes for a while, then turned around and planned to go to the kitchen......

Chu Ran walked into the living room at this time, the door of her bedroom was not closed just now, and the conversation between the mother and son made her hear it clearly.

She stopped Mother Yang, who turned around: "Aunt Yang, Ling Yan started rehearsing a week ago, and you worked overtime before, so I don't know." ”

Chu Ran took Yang Jingshu's hand: "He came back from eating at school with his classmates." Would you like to see this year's festival? ”

Ling Yan heard Chu Ran mention the art festival, and his heart chuckled, he wanted to invite Chu Ran to see him.

He pretended to glance at Chu Ran inadvertently, and when his gaze swept to his mother, he felt empty for another second.

"Mom, are you coming to school?"

Yang Jingshu had been staring at Ling Yan, so she naturally knew who Ling Yan's eyes were looking at. "Well, I'm going. What about Chu Ran? ”

Chu Ran, who was suddenly cue, let out a puzzled "Huh? Sound.

Chu Ran: "I, look at the time." ”

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After Chu Ran and Mother Yang had dinner, it was the usual make-up time.

Chu Ran pushed open the door of the study, and Ling Yan was already sitting on the chair on the right waiting for Chu Ran.

Chu Ran: "...... today"

Ling Yan interrupted Chu Ran's words: "Are you free on December 10th?" ”

"Let's see what day of the week it is, there is evening class on Thursday."

"You use your phone to check."

"Now?"

Ling Yan didn't reply, but his serious face seemed to be unstoppable without asking questions.

"Okay." Chu Ran sat down on Ling Yan's left, and clicked out the calendar software on his phone, "Friday." ”

"Can you come?"

They were originally sitting side by side, but Ling Yan was obviously a little excited when he said this, and his face was instantly closer. Chu Ran was a little stunned by his sudden move.

But after reacting, she leaned back slightly, widening the distance between the two heads, "What do you ask me?" ”

"I ask you, can you come and ...... Can I come to the school to see the festival performance on that day? ”

"Oh, yes." Both of them were a little embarrassed, but Ling Yan's learning efficiency that day was really high.

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Yu Wanglan hadn't seen Chu Ran for a month, they had different majors, different clubs, and societies, and Chu Ran didn't even live in the school dormitory.

I think that at the beginning, Yu Wanglan was sticking to Chu Ran every day for three years of high school.

"Xiao Ranran!"

The sun hung dimly in the morning fog at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, and Yu Wanglan threw herself on Chu Ran's back with a stride.

"Good morning, going to class?" Chu Ran stopped and turned his head to look at her.

"En, I'll go to the Sixth Teaching (School Building)."

"Yes, I'm going to a sect, it's a different way, you go quickly, the sixth sect is quite far, it's almost 8 o'clock."

"Huh-I still want to ...... with you," Yu Wanglan glanced at the time on the phone screen, "It's 45!" Chu Ran, I'll go first! ”

But after Yu Wanglan ran two steps forward, she turned back to Chu Ran and said, "Let's go out to eat together on Friday!" ”

"Okay." Chu Ran nodded as he spoke, as if to reassure her.

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"Hey, boy over there, lean in! The formation is all out of order. ”……

"Wang Qinyang, you have to hold up a sign and stand in the middle."

The class president and the art committee lined up the students for the whole class to perform in formation.

Ling Yan, Rong Zhe, Yao An and other tall men were arranged to stand in the middle of the queue, and the entire formation was in the shape of a mountain peak. And Ling Yan, a boy with a peugeot-looking appearance, was naturally lined up as a façade in the first row.

"When you sing the phrase 'clasp in your hand,' you put your right hand up, clench your fist...... 'humming a song while walking,' put your hand on the shoulder of the person on your right, and then step."

When the squad leader said this, the queue, which was not quiet enough, became even more noisy.

"Wow, I don't." A tall, cleanliness girl spoke first, and to her left was a boy who was constantly arguing with her.

"Hey, you still hate me." He put on a sloppy posture and put his hand on the girl's shoulder.

"You! Fuck off, don't touch me......" The two of them quarreled, and the people around them were already surprised.

And Ling Yan's right also happened to be a girl, he glanced at the girl with a ponytail on his right, and put his hand on the girl's left shoulder.

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