"It's still too risky."
Teacher Zhou exhaled and sighed.
"Isn't there no way out? Is it true that at this time, No. 2 Middle School is going to overwhelm us? This might be on the CCTV news, even if it only lasts for ten seconds. Let me just say, Canghai No. 2 Middle School will hold the sports meeting this time. At the opening ceremony, there was an extremely wonderful traditional dance from the Ming Dynasty, flying to the sky, which amazed everyone. We didn’t even mention it when we were in No. 1 Middle School. It’s such a good thing, and the No. 2 Middle School has become a brand in Canghai City.”
It's actually a bit of a coincidence that their sports meeting happened to coincide with the inspection of a certain leader. This leader is very concerned about education. It can be said that he has repeatedly stressed the importance of education in various meetings. Now he comes to Canghai City. By the way, I also want to take a sneak peek at the school.
It's said to be quiet, but how could there be no news at all.
Within two days, the whole Canghai City knew that he happened to catch up with various high school sports meets. When he was young, he was the first place in the city's high school sprint competition. He must be particularly interested in the sports meets and must come.
As for which school he will go to, no one can predict, but he will definitely have to go to No. 1 Middle School.
No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in Canghai.
There is a high probability that he will go to the No. 2 Middle School, and the No. 2 Middle School also has an advantage. His little sister is a graduate of the No. 2 Middle School. This time the No. 2 Middle School held a sports meeting, and among the outstanding alumni invited, it was given to his sister. There was an invitation letter and there was gossip, and the other party agreed to go.
Now, the two schools began to compete secretly.
The No. 2 Middle School was better informed and received the news half a year earlier than the No. 1 Middle School. Their school specially hired professionals to provide training for its student-athletes to make this school sports meeting as professional as possible.
In addition, they put a lot of effort into the opening ceremony and actually challenged the ancient dance 'Flying' which is quite difficult.
Among the traditional dances of the Ming Dynasty, "Feitian" ranks in the lower half of the top ten in terms of difficulty. Over the years, many dancers have restored various versions of Feitian. Among them, the song and dance of the famous dancer Sun Qin thirty years ago The group is the most famous. If a high school student can dance such a complicated dance, as long as the completion is not too bad, it will be particularly amazing.
What about No. 1 Middle School? The arrangement is a collective chorus, "Song of Sports"!
It's the "Sports Song" that you show off in elementary school sports games, junior high school sports games, and high school and college.
It’s not that this chorus is not good, it’s a classic, otherwise it wouldn’t be possible to show off every day. The problem is that it shows off too much, and it’s not a top-notch orchestra.
The instructors put forward various opinions, but after weighing them, they were not very satisfied. In the end, they had no choice but to take a gamble, and thus "Yanhuang" came into being.
Yanhuang is a newly choreographed dance. Although it is not a classic that has been spread all over the world, it is fresh enough.
Moreover, it is a war dance, which is also in line with the spirit of sports.
Even the poor little ones in No. 1 Middle School were miserable, each and every one of them was so tortured that their limbs no longer looked like their own.
On the day of the opening ceremony, Mu Qingyun and twenty-three other carefully selected classmates appeared for the finale. She glanced at the backstage and knew that important people were present. No security guards from her school could be seen outside. It's a new face.
Moreover, everyone is very skilled.
Mu Qingyun also looked specifically at a young security guard standing at the east gate. He was not wearing a security uniform. He was dressed like a teacher. He was polite and wore glasses, but his hands were knife-wielding hands. He had less than two-handed sword skills. In twenty years, I can’t raise such hands.
But she definitely couldn't say this to her peers. Although everyone cooperated tacitly during the rehearsal and danced very skillfully, she knew that two children could get nervous easily. Every time the principal came over to watch the fun, these two children would Make some mistakes more or less.
As soon as Mu Qingyun's thoughts flashed across his mind, he saw Teacher Zhou coming over in a hurry, with a look of excitement on his face: "Students, our most important guest has arrived at our school today. He just came out of No. 2 Middle School. Our dance today must win." Passed No. 2 Middle School.”
"If you dance well enough in the opening dance, you will all have hope as this year's outstanding three-star student."
Mu Qingyun: "..."
Teacher Zhou dropped a bomb, made a cheering gesture, and went out happily. However, she instantly heard the breathing rhythm of the two girls, Li Qian and Zhang Mei, behind her.
At this time, there was no time for psychological counseling. The host had already started to announce the curtain. Mu Qingyun quickly lowered his voice and said: "Don't think about anything. Just follow the rehearsal. Don't forget the slogan. Everything below is carrots and cabbage."
All the students nodded vigorously.
"Also, don't be afraid if something goes wrong. Leave it to someone else. Don't worry, it will come back smoothly."
Before he finished speaking, the war drums sounded, and Mu Qingyun took the first step, holding two swords and leaping out——
In front of us, the wind is howling, the waves are surging, the mountain-like whales are showing their sharp teeth, and the small boat is teetering in the waves, but the warriors on the boat are not afraid at all. Even if they hit the rocks with their eggs, they are also the hardest eggs, belonging to the dragon.
The first paragraph seemed to go smoothly, but Mu Qingyun smiled bitterly in his heart.
The child Zhang Mei's heartbeat was already frighteningly fast.
Sure enough - at the moment of the next swell, Zhang Mei slipped and stepped on the boots of the classmate next to her. Seeing that the two of them were about to fall into a ball, Mu Qingyun seemed to have predicted it in advance, his steps slightly slipped, and he stretched out his arms to pick up Zhang Mei with one hand. She and her classmates who were implicated by her, lightly moved them to one side, one on the left and the other on the right.
These two didn't fall down, but everyone's minds were instantly confused.
Under the stage, Teacher Zhou squirted water onto the back of the head of the person in front of him. The audience didn't notice it yet, but the instructor's eyes instantly turned black.
Mu Qingyun didn't wait for everyone to react, his swords suddenly turned, and he stabbed countless moves in one second. His body also followed the swords. For a time, sword lights were everywhere. No matter where they sat, everyone seemed to be watching. When a cold light pierced the center of their eyebrows, they trembled all over, but even so, everyone was reluctant to blink.
Everyone seemed to be in a trance, as if they had had a sweet dream.
This sword is really beautiful.
The sword light is extremely gorgeous, gathering and dispersing invisible like clouds, and everywhere like wind, touching people's hearts.
After a while, someone suddenly murmured: "Crane, it's the crane here, here -"
What everyone saw was the crane nine days away falling to the mortal world, crying blood and dancing.
The students from the No. 1 Middle School on the stage finally came to their senses and quickly followed the unexpected plan during the rehearsal and danced again with Mu Qingyun. The pause in the drum sound became a deliberate arrangement.
The audience in the audience finally came to their senses: "Okay!!"
There was a burst of applause for a while.
Just as Mu Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, she heard the sound of flapping wings coming from the horizon. When she raised her head inadvertently, she was stunned.
"Crane!"
Countless viewers seemed to be in a dream.
After a long time, someone hesitated and said, "Am I dreaming, or did I really see a group of cranes falling on the stage?"
(End of chapter)
