As soon as I walked out of the clothing room, the high-pitched voices of the two hosts at the front desk came through the stereo.

"Red flags fluttering, letter from spring!"

"Centennial school, celebrate the birthday!"

The tone is impassioned and full of momentum.

Su Chengyi was secretly amused when he heard it, found a hidden corner where he could see the front desk, and easily leaned against the wall to watch the play.

Although the mask was lightweight, it was still a little uncomfortable to wear for a long time, so he took it off first and held it in his hand now.

The auditorium was full of seats.

The lights hit the center of the stage, and the two hosts with heavy makeup held flowers, and when they spoke, their expressions on their faces were also very exaggerated.

Those who don't know think they're lip-syncing.

"Reminiscing about the past, the years are glorious!"

"The sky is full of peaches and plums, and there are many talents!"

"Looking forward to the future, the future is bright!"

"Work together to create more brilliance!"

"Distinguished guests, dear teachers and students, welcome to the scene of the centennial celebration of Tang'an No. 1 Experimental Middle School!"

"Next, please allow me to introduce to you the leaders and guests who came to this event!"

At this time, the lights hit the first row of judges' area facing the stage, and Su Chengyi saw Li Lao sitting in the third position at a glance.

Since the death of his grandfather, Su Chengyi has never seen Li Lao again.

In my childhood impression, Mr. Li and his grandfather were simply two extremes.

My grandfather is anxious, and he is anxious and white-faced when there is a little problem, and his temper is also irritable.

Li Lao is the complete opposite of him, notoriously gentle and elegant.

The two quarreled, and most of the time it was a one-man show by my grandfather, but Mr. Li could always say the most annoying words in the calmest tone.

Sometimes when Su Chengyi practiced his musical instrument, Li Lao would also listen to it.

On weekdays, Li Lao's performance troupe is probably national-level, but when I listen to him practice the piano as a child, I always praise him, praise him for his progress, and never point out his problems.

So every time Su Chengyi was scolded, he was looking forward to Li Lao coming to visit the door at this time, so that someone would help transfer the firepower.

At that time, Li Lao was always wearing a Zhongshan suit, holding a paper fan in his hand, and the whole person exuded the temperament of the literary youth of the last century.

And now Li Lao, Su Chengyi is almost a little unrecognizable.

With white hair and a skeletal shape, except that his expression is still as gentle as back then, he has almost changed in other aspects.

From left to right, I think there should be no one here who doesn't know him, even if you don't know his name, then you must have grown up listening to his songs! He is the famous composer - Mr. Li Qingshan!! ”

At this time, the background music played the theme song of the classic childhood cartoon at the right time, and the audience suddenly burst into cheers of "I see".

Li Lao stood up with a smile, looked around, and waved his hand to say hello.

Su Chengyi's mood suddenly became a little heavy, and he sighed softly.

While his thoughts were drifting away, the host had already finished introducing the entire row of guests in the judges' seats.

"Time flies, the sea of people is vast, and the common wish and goal make us gather here! Next, I would like to invite the President of our school to give you a speech! ”

With the host's announcement, Principal Xiang strode from the judges' seat to the center of the stage, and the first thing he did was to pat the microphone.

"Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey? ”

The audience suddenly made a "tsk" sound, and the host reminded in a low voice:

"Headmaster, there's no need to debug, it's good."

Principal Xiang coughed at this time, and a very official smile appeared on his face.

"Good evening, everyone!"

After saying this, he deliberately paused and did not speak.

The auditorium was silent for a moment, only to realize that he meant that he needed to respond, and reluctantly replied in a lengthened tone:

"Late~Up~Good~"

Principal Xiang was satisfied, supported the platform with his hand, and began to speak at length.

"Today is an important day in the history of No. 1 Middle School, and it is also the most colorful. We are here to have a wonderful time together. ”

"This event marks the achievements and glory of the school over the past 100 years. This is a time to celebrate and share, and every one of our teachers, students, alumni, and supporters is the cornerstone of the 100-year development of the school! ”

"Over the past 100 years, our school has always adhered to the guidance of scientific development, conscientiously summarized the experience of running a school, and carried forward the school spirit of continuous self-improvement. To build to welcome the school anniversary, to promote the development of the school anniversary, further."

Su Chengyi's ears are almost cocooned with these clichés, and they are really boring.

The audience obviously felt the same way, and it was still a piece of darkness, but now it is dotted with stars, and many people have taken their mobile phones out to play.

At this time, the forum must be full of posts complaining about the principal's speech.

Finally, I would like to thank Mr. Li Qingshan, whose arrival has made the campus of No. 1 High School flourish and made the significance of our celebration event even higher! Everyone applauds and welcomes! ”

After saying that, he took the lead in applauding.

In the thunderous applause, Li Lao had no choice but to stand up again and thank everyone.

Su Chengyi obviously saw a little tired in his eyes, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

I didn't expect such a famous gentleman in the circle to find these scenes very annoying.

The classic process of holding various conferences has been repeated, and the dissatisfaction of the audience has risen, and no matter how high the tone of the host is to control the audience, it can't suppress the irritability of the audience.

So the staff looked at each other and finally started the main topic of this event.

"Next, I will invite the ninth class of the third grade of high school to perform dance music for us: "Lovelorn Front Alliance".

It's actually this song.

Su Chengyi stood up straight and watched a group of boys in suits rush in from the backstage.

The lights on the stage had been turned off in advance, and after a rustling sound, the staff and the gaffer made an "OK" gesture, and the lights suddenly turned on.

Most of the boys in Class 9 are sports students, tall and tall, and they still look good in suits.

And it was the first performance after the long and boring speech session, so as soon as they appeared, the audience resounded with enthusiastic cheers.

The prelude to "The Alliance of Lovelorn Fronts" sounded with a sense of age, and all the people in formal clothes who were dressed very seriously suddenly danced collectively and danced funny steps.

Everyone in the audience was amused and laughed, and they picked up their mobile phones to record the video.

"She always left only her phone number and never let me send her home~"

When it came to the lyrics, several people represented by Xu Yang in the front row even acted in a sitcom.

It's like playing an old-fashioned MV, and it's fun.

As the opening show, the part of mobilizing the atmosphere is obviously very qualified.

Su Chengyi saw it and unconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth.

It's not bad, it's much more successful than expected.

As soon as the idea came to him, the light flashed and the accompaniment changed suddenly.

Su Chengyi suddenly chuckled in his heart.

The other people in black and white suits retreated to the back, Xu Yang pulled out the microphone, took off the burgundy coat and threw it aside, revealing the reflective color graffiti vest he was wearing inside.

He also has a large gold chain around his neck, which is a classic hip-hop player outfit.

The audience screamed loudly and embarrassed.

Xu Yang was obviously very useful, took the microphone and said "yo yo yo" a few times, and then stepped on the accompaniment to start his performance.

Su Chengyi's embarrassing mistake was made again, and he had the urge to cover his ears.

"Now it's time to light up the lights! The audience is about to boil for me!

That boy is standing here so as not to be the one who is defined! ”

Xu Yang's big voice came in handy at this time, as long as he yelled loud enough, no one would know that he didn't step on the beat at all.

Li Lao in the audience didn't feel noisy, and still listened with a smile.

It seems that Li Lao is still the all-inclusive Li Lao, if it was his grandfather's temper, it is estimated that he would have been unhappy with his black face a long time ago.

Su Chengyi watched Xu Yang running around on stage very excitedly, thinking that he had forgotten it.

It's okay, at least the lyrics are written in rhyme.

Single bet on SKR.

"The Lovelorn Front Alliance doesn't make sense to me! As long as it's positive, it's good weather every day!

Please, there's nothing for me to worry about! ”

Wrong.

When Su Chengyi heard this, his ominous premonition reached the peak again.

The rhyme of the words written by Xu Yang is obviously a conspiracy.

Sure enough, when the last stanza was sung, the accompaniment came to an abrupt end.

Xu Yang stepped on the stereo very confidently and shouted out the last paragraph of the words he had carefully prepared:

"I don't need to prove that I'm the MVP of the game!

Because I know the whole ace of one high school!

Dude, he's not UKW but my brother!

If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, he'll be called Su! Yes! Meaning! ”

North!

Who's going to save me.

Su Chengyi scolded all the swear words in his heart.

While hearing this sentence clearly, there was an earth-shattering burst of laughter in both the front and back desks.

Come on.

I feel like I'm going to be ridiculed until I get to the ground.

In the applause, Xu Yang picked up his suit jacket and went straight to the backstage happily, about to ask Su Chengyi for praise.

"Mr. Yi! What do you think? Isn't that cool! Ouch, Mr. Yi is so handsome in this dress, I'll borrow it for a while."

Su Chengyi was silent, with a loveless face.

Han Bing and Chu Tianmian on the side were already laughing so much that they couldn't take care of themselves at all.

"What a laugh! Isn't that handsome?! ”

Xu Yang scratched his head in confusion, and suddenly realized:

"I see, didn't you two write it in, you two are not satisfied? I'll write you next time, don't worry, come one by one. ”

"No, no, thank you!"

The two immediately shook their heads like rattles.

"You still continue to write Su Chengyi, hahahahahahaha!"

Chu Tianmian couldn't help but laugh before he could finish a word.

"Yo, buddy, my brother's name is Sue! Yes! Meaning! ”

Han Bing lowered his voice and learned the tone of Xu Yang's rap, patted Su Chengyi's shoulder and repeated.

“.”

Kill me now.

Some people are alive, but they are dead.

Su Chengyi held his forehead, and his mentality collapsed a little.

"What are you doing! It's obviously very burning, you guys with no aesthetics. ”

Xu Yang frowned and reached out to remove Han Bing's hand holding Su Chengyi.

"It doesn't feel as good as Doudou shoes, leggings, my name is Xu Yang, you remember!"

Han Bing and Chu Tianmian laughed again and fell on the sofa in the rest area.

"Mr. Yi, don't be like them!"

"It's good to sing, don't sing it again next time."

Su Chengyi finally relieved his strength and said weakly.

"If my social fear relapse, you Xu Yang must have a responsibility."

"No, Mr. Yi, you listen to my quibbles. You just don't listen too much! Wait until I sing a few more times."

Xu Yang explained with his hands dancing.

"Yes, you have a heart that wants to be a rapper, right? Sing it once to make ten sets of comprehensive papers. ”

Su Chengyi gave an ultimatum.

"Yo! The comprehensive volume is a mine in front of him, but the brave Xu Yang has never learned to retreat! ”

Okay, do you still sing? Ten sets will be placed in your desk. ”

"No, that's it!!"

Xu Yang still wanted to quibble, but a jeweled woman suddenly came in from the employee passage, rushed over and grabbed his ear.

Su Chengyi urgently avoided lightning, took a big step back, and then looked at it.

It turned out to be Xu Yang's mother who had met before.

"Are you kid itchy skin?? Do you know how much your dad's suit costs? Yes?? If you wear it, you dare to throw it on the ground! The hair hasn't grown, what kind of handsome are you playing?? ”

"Mom!! I'm sorry, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, ouch! I wash, can't I wash it? ”

Xu Yang bent down and almost knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Wash? You tell me how to wash this garment? If I don't peel off your kid's skin today, I won't be your own mother! ”

Xu's mother didn't mean to let him go.

Su Chengyi saw that he was about to see blood, thought about it, and still said loudly:

"Hello Aunt Xu."

Mother Xu had just been eaten away by anger, and she hadn't noticed that it was Su Chengyi standing next to her, and when she saw that it was him, she immediately let go of her hand, and her tone became extremely gentle and tactful:

"Oops, isn't that a pity? Ouch, it's sky, it's so nice to wear this dress. Come and take a picture with my aunt."

She pulled out her phone and turned on the camera.

Su Chengyi glanced at Xu Yang, who fled to the side next to him, and the other party showed an expression of "please save my life" at him.

"Okay."

So he smiled at the camera very cooperatively.

"Great, great, auntie, can you post on Moments?"

"Yes."

"Mom, why don't you send me a picture."

Xu Yang saw that Xu's mother's emotions had calmed down, and he came over with a shy face.

"Get out of the way. Don't force mom to slap you when she's most happy. ”

Mother Xu edited the circle of friends in a calm tone.

At this moment when several people were noisy, the show had already advanced a few more times.

"Oops! The magic show has actually passed, I really want to see it, it's all your fault Xu Yang! ”

When Han Bing looked at the program list, he immediately punched Xu Yang angrily.

"What's so nice about magic"

Xu Yang rubbed his arm and muttered.

"Of course, it's because they say that the junior is very handsome, it seems that his name is Chen Ming."

"Listening to the wind is rain every day! Can you have a little subjective judgment! ”

"You're sick! I don't see with my own eyes how to judge subjectively! ”

Listening to the two people arguing funny, Su Chengyi opened a thin slit in the heavy curtain.

Sure enough, several people were attracted by the passionate recitation that was being carried out now, and the performers chose a bold poem "Linjiang Immortal".

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

It's quite appropriate, and the students who recited it are also loud, worthy of such a heroic sentence.

Sure enough, this time, the judges gave a pretty good score.

Xu Yang's program in their class would have been rated a little higher if there was no last rap.

After being washed by various dance music, personal talent shows, and sketch performances, Su Chengyi sighed in his heart.

These students in No. 1 Middle School are really hidden.

The design of each program is quite creative, and the individual talent display is full of talents, and it looks like a professional level.

But no matter how good-looking the show is, I'm tired after watching it for a long time.

When Su Chengyi gradually began to feel sleepy, the host's voice finally sounded in time, expelling his sleepiness.

"Next, I will invite the second class of the third year to perform the repertoire for us: "Liang Zhu"!"

The audience in the audience is obviously in the same state as Su Chengyi, and they have watched the show for too long, resulting in a little aesthetic fatigue.

After hearing the name of the class, the numb brain finally woke up.

Because everyone knows who is in the second class of the third year, and they also know which three are in charge of the performance this time.

Some people were still ignorant, and they were already drowned out by the cheers of the people around them, so they were forced to turn on the machine and were mobilized to join in.

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