Wang Jinchen was originally quite happy, but after seeing Ying Qianqian's dress, his mood became unhappy again.

"Qianqian is really, dressed like this, she was looked at by other boys."

Although the two slender and white long legs made Wang Jinchen's heart flutter, but when he thought that it was not his exclusive script, he felt awkward in his heart.

Listening to Wang Jinchen's complaints, Fang Yi shook his head helplessly.

This goods, I didn't get a single hair, and I completely regarded Ying Qianqian as a private property, but when I was in front of me, I didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere, and sooner or later I was tied to death with a dog chain!

Although Fang Yi also felt that Ying Qianqian was dressed quite sassy, that was compared to students, in the society, if you are willing to take a closer look on the street, you can see hip-length skirts casually.

Gradually, with the change of the times, the hip-length skirt is obviously no longer able to meet the market, and all kinds of bulging yoga pants and hip-hanging suspender bottoms have gradually become the way to open the secret of traffic.

At this time, the music had already sounded, and the long legs of all colors instantly ignited the entire venue.

Ying Qianqian's choice is still fashionable, not a popular Hallyu dance music, but a European and American dance, which is very tense.

And she was a little cautious, obviously she already occupied the C position, but she was the only one wearing a pair of white denim shorts, and the team members behind her were all blue cow shorts.

In the end, she threw the sweatshirt high into the air, revealing an off-the-shoulder bandeau top, which brought out her beautiful figure and caused screams all over the audience!

"Do you boys like that?"

At this moment, an angry voice came from the seat of a girl in the same row.

Fang Yi turned his head and saw Su Yimo looking at him with an angry face.

Fang Yi didn't answer her, because the boy in the audience had already given him an answer.

Something like this that will prolong life when you see it, not only do you like it, but you are happy to die.

I don't take a penny, but I am willing to share that beautiful posture with you, such a bodhisattva in the world, worthy of enjoying the temple!

This time, Su Yimo didn't hold on to it, because as soon as she went home, she reported what happened to her military advisor (Su Mu).

And with the sharing of Su's mother's 'coming over', she directly asserted that Fang Yi wanted to capture the old and tried to use cold violence to make her daughter soften.

Su Mu's remarks at the time were: Do you think, this kid has been chasing behind your ass for more than ten years, and he has told you a word since he was a child? If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, believe in the mother, don't bother with him, wait a few days for this kid to run back and admit his mistakes to you like before, otherwise you are a high-achieving student destined to be on 211, can you still be a low-key voice with him? He's beautiful!

That's right, Su Yimo believed it again, so even though she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she still endured it.

"Hiss~"

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the audience, and even Su Yimo's attention was attracted to it.

took a closer look, and found that the sweatshirt that was thrown away by Ying Qianqian just now actually fell on the top of the old principal's head, and he almost didn't let the backstage tuner turn off the music directly.

Ying Qianqian also felt that the game had collapsed, her pretty face turned pale, and she stopped dancing nervously.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's all children, young and energetic, it's good."

The old principal held the sweatshirt in his hand, looked around at everyone with a smile, and then got up and returned it to Ying Qianqian, who squatted down from the stage.

The old principal's open-mindedness caught everyone by surprise, but it was a false alarm.

It's just that some male classmates secretly sighed: It's better to be in the front row, you can smell the fragrance of girls......

With Jade Foot in front, the next shows have obviously become a little overshadowed.

However, everyone is holding up energy, waiting for the finale, and listening to the grapevine, it seems that a certain Internet celebrity sister with more than one million fans is coming back to sing for her alma mater.

As the chorus ended, the time had come to 7:30 p.m., and by this time a bright moon had risen, and the night had become darker and darker.

"Then, there is the finale next, which will be ...... by the science class."

The male host in a suit and leather shoes stopped abruptly as soon as he read someone's surname, and looked at Ying Qianqian on the side with some astonishment.

Fortunately, Ying Qianqian's response was not slow, and she picked up the microphone in time and continued: "The guitar brought by Fang Yi, a class of science, played and sang "Hanging Drowning". ”

"Applause, please!"

However, as soon as Ying Qianqian's microphone was removed, it was not followed by warm applause, and the students in the audience were at a loss, and vaguely heard someone constantly shouting jade feet.

"Damn! Why isn't it Senior Sister Zhao! ”

"Where's Senpai? What about my senior sister? ”

"I want jade legs, jade feet, the kind that steps on my face!"

"Damn it wasted my five cigarettes in vain, and finally changed to a good position, just let me watch this?"

"Hanging what? What the hell, I've never heard of it. ”

The two hosts didn't expect that the absence of a temporary guest this time would cause such a big backlash, so they took off the stage as if they were running away.

At the same time, in the seating area where the first class of science was located, Su Yimo was also stunned: "Guitar? After all these years, how come I can't remember him still playing guitar? ”

And a boy in the back row said in a weird manner: "That's not necessarily, otherwise how would people have the courage to perform on stage?" ”

Su Yimo turned his head to look, and just happened to see Zhang Yang with a pimple on his face, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was more difficult to suppress than AK.

"Click!"

Just when the audience was disagreeing, the lights on the stage were turned off suddenly, and the whole square became black and oppressive, except for a few male students holding their mobile phones and reading novels.

At the same time, a few bright words slowly emerged from the darkness on the large screen in the center of the stage.

"Here, you have been pinned on your youth for three whole years, so, before leaving, what do you want to say to her (alma mater)?"

Seeing this line of words, everyone actually tacitly suppressed their voices, and their eyes were unconsciously attracted by these short lines.

Then the camera cuts, and a young and simple face appears in the picture.

"Classmate, after graduation, do you have any regrets?" Voices were heard at the same time as the effects of the stage.

The boy in the video scratched his head embarrassedly, his eyes were a little wandering, but he still said with the encouragement of the photographer: "I sent her breakfast for three whole years, and I completed my 1094-day promise to myself, but in the end, all I got in exchange for one day was a thank you, you are a good person, but in fact, I want to say ......"

"Tingting, in fact, since the day I started liking you, I haven't had a better time."

Then the picture turned again, it was a boy with a hippie smile: "My regret, that is, if I leave, I will never be able to eat only 1 piece of 5 egg noodles, conscience canteen, I heard that the school is going to contract the canteen to others, but I just want to say, this uncle's egg noodles don't know how many poor students like me have fed, be a person!" ”

In an instant, many graduates in the audience felt the same way, and their mouths instantly filled with the umami of egg noodles.

A big man with white hair standing at the edge of the cafeteria wiped his sour eyes: this stinky boy doesn't let himself add eggs on weekdays.

The old headmaster in the first row glanced at a middle-aged teacher lightly, and the latter wiped his forehead, and cold sweat flowed from his back.

The picture turned again, and a girl with a smile like a flower stood in front of the railing by the lake: "Emmm, I just want to say to the senior in the science class, I have liked you for two years, but you don't seem to know it, what a stupid guy, in fact, I don't know whether to tell you or not, because after all, you are leaving, going to another school, I don't want you to have too much concern, maybe this is the price of growth!" ”

"But this sensible feeling is really annoying!"

Speaking of which, the girl who was still laughing a moment ago burst into tears when she laughed.

In the audience, a tall boy who was white and clean was shocked, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Coincidentally, at this time, under this picture, the tall boy also appeared on the screen one after another, and the key point of view was that his perspective was just facing the girl's soft back: "I don't know when it started, I've gradually gotten used to her existence, senior, senior, like a lark always chirping, I don't know if it's a little sorry for my parents, but I still choose to repeat it for another year, I want to accompany her to be admitted to that university." ”

In another corner, the girl who was still a little resentful suddenly had tears in her eyes, and then quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed out a few words: Big fool!

At that time, the big screen suddenly dimmed, and all the lights hit the center of the stage, showing Fang Yi's melancholy face holding the guitar in his arms.

"Song: "Drowning", for everyone!"

With the clear string sound plucked by his fingers, and the faint sense of sadness, Fang Yi's low and penetrating voice slowly spread.

I advocate letting it ♪ go if you can't stop it

This battle ♪ between desire and despair

But she likes to pass through the door ♪

Before leaving ♪

I also turned off the lights......