Zhou Qian also really realized these problems when everyone was waiting for him to give a plan and follow along.

Immediately, one head and two big.

But now that the approval application has been issued, everyone has been mobilized, passionate and energetic, and the head teacher and Brother Qiang have already boasted that Haikou is saying that he can't do it at this moment, it's too late.

The disappointment and anger of his classmates and teachers was something he could not bear.

Zhou Qian could only grit his teeth helplessly and stubbornly go on his own.

But if you haven't done it, you haven't done it, and Zhou Qian's lack of experience can't be made up for by relying on his familiarity with taekwondo in the short term.

He did know taekwondo, but that was in practice, but now it's a show.

What kind of program is the existence of the program for people to watch, such an existence is known just by listening, and its first premise is that it needs to be watchable.

Let a bunch of outsiders see you alone there fighting, killing, killing and entertaining yourself, that's definitely not okay.

How to make this show have its unique beauty is a big problem.

Zhou Qian was in the dormitory, and he played all the taekwondo moves he was familiar with, and in the end, he didn't choreograph a set of beautiful movements.

Even the copper sulfate shook his head again and again.

The basic moves are either ugly or tacky, and the good-looking moves are relatively difficult, and it is impossible for them to practice in a short period of time.

Zhou Qian, who was helpless, could only find Song Tingchuan again.

There is no way, who made his current perception of Song Tingchuan omnipotent

Regardless of the person, Song Tingchuan is also a layman, and he only knows a little bit about taekwondo.

After listening to Zhou Qian's difficulties, Song Tingchuan was speechless.

Dare to love him, he has to send the Buddha to the west, this Nyima is really a big trouble for himself

But things have come to this point, and it is impossible for Song Tingchuan to put aside the burden and say that it is none of his business, after all, this matter is now about the honor of the class, and the advertisement has been played, and in the end, if Zhou Qian messes up, he will lose a whole class.

But he really doesn't know about taekwondo, and this doesn't mean that he can solve it by a genius.

Song Tingchuan frowned and thought for a while, thinking of today's Saturday, he raised his eyes and said to Zhou Qian

"You're not going home this weekend?"

Zhou Qian was about to cry, "What kind of home are you going to, I have to hurry up and get the activity plan out, and the rehearsal will start next week, so the time is a little tight." ”

Now it's almost two weeks before the end of the National Day, that is to say, in the face of the upcoming "129" event, he only has a month and a half of rehearsal time when he is full, oh no, not yet, because the teacher has to accept the program a week in advance.

In this way, the time is even tighter.

"Since you don't go home, after the class meeting in a while, I will wait for you at the school gate and take you to find someone who can help you solve the problem."

Someone who can help him solve his problem

Zhou Qian was a little confused, but after thinking about it, Brother Chuan shouldn't cheat him for this kind of thing, so he sat and waited for the end of class with apprehension.

Qingxi High School has a weekend holiday, no matter whether the resident students go home or not, they have to find the head teacher to approve the leave slip, after all, the dormitory students can't go out of the school easily, plus after approving the leave slip, Zhou Qian has to go back to the dormitory to prepare something or something, which will delay time, which is why Song Tingchuan will say that he will wait for Zhou Qian at the school gate.

Song Tingchuan thought that Zhou Qian would be very slow, but he didn't think that Zhou Qian would be so slow.

He had seen the figure walking in front of him for a while, and Zhou Qian was late with his notebook.

Song Tingchuan frowned and took Zhou Qian to Jiangjing Huating by himself, and he didn't care about Zhou Qian's questions along the way, just asked him to follow.

Well, Brother Chuan was thinking about how to call that person out again.

Walking into the Jiangjing Huating, Song Tingchuan couldn't come up with a good way, so he simply adopted the simplest and rude method, put his hands in front of his mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and under Zhou Qian's stunned eyes, he raised his head and yelled at the floor in front of him

"Su Nan down"