Li Daokui and two logistics staff sat down a little in front of Lin Yue, glancing behind him from time to time. The scene... was like guarding against thieves, making people laugh and cry.
The principal was really worried about not letting him cause trouble.
"Is that Lin Yue?"
"Yes, that's him."
"Didn't he say he was going to perform on stage? I've seen the program list, but he's not on it."
"Isn't what they said in the cafeteria back then just for the occasion, like... 'Wait for me if you have the guts?'"
"Will it?"
"Why not? Is it possible that Chengdu can make a comeback at this time? The programs are all well-rehearsed. Without him yesterday, it would be impossible to have him today."
"Didn't you see that the principal sent Teacher Li there to prevent him from getting angry and causing trouble on stage?"
"..."
The students in front were talking endlessly.
Lin Miaomiao looked at him with a smile on her face and found it very interesting. This guy could be said to have the halo of a leading role, attracting attention wherever he went. Qian Sanyi's reputation was overshadowed by him. Now parents talk about grades. Only then did I think of Qian Sanyi. When the topic of elite high schools came up, the most common comment was, "In the second grade of high school, there is a prickly head that even the teachers are afraid of."
Jiang Tianhao said: "Xiao Qi, be careful when you perform for a while, I'm afraid he will be detrimental to you."
When he said this, for some reason, the image that came to his mind was of George W. Bush having his shoe thrown at him by a reporter during his speech in Iraq.
"knew."
Deng Xiaoqi was a little impatient. After saying this, she noticed that the director of the literary and art department who was moving the props was talking to the people standing at the entrance of the stage, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
Is that Qian Sanyi?
She couldn't sit still anymore: "Miaomiao, I'll go first."
Everyone else's attention was focused on Lin Yue. Some wanted to see Da Ci'ertou humiliate himself, and some were looking forward to Da Ci'ertou's comeback. She was different. Her purpose was to let Qian Sanyi see her. The wonderful performance on the stage, knowing how good she is, is incomparable to the girls who circle around him.
When Jiang Tianhao saw Deng Xiaoqi leaving, he followed him to the waiting area, leaving Lin Miaomiao alone to complain that they had forgotten their friends.
After a few breaths, the lights dimmed at the end of the stage, and a chasing light followed the host of the party to the center of the stage.
"Good evening, classmates and teachers, and welcome to the 2016 New Year's Day Party of Elite Middle School..."
The host of the party, Zou Qianqian, wore exquisite makeup and spoke the opening remarks of the party with great energy, receiving a burst of warm applause.
When Lin Miaomiao saw that everyone's attention was transferred to the stage, she hesitated for a moment, bent down and left her seat, and slipped to the seat behind Lin Yue to sit down while trying not to disturb others.
Only Li Daokui glanced at her sideways, but said nothing.
"Hey, hey, what on earth are you planning?"
Lin Miaomiao leaned forward, placed her arms flat on the backrest behind Lin Yue, and whispered questions in his ear.
As for the opening cross talk prepared by classmates from Grade 2 and Grade 3 on stage, I really had no interest in listening to it.
Lin Yue turned his head and glanced at her: "You are so close to me, aren't you afraid that the first class teacher will see you and tell your mother about this?"
Lin Miaomiao was stunned when she heard this.
A class teacher?
"You mean Teacher Zhao?"
Lin Yue said: "Then do you think the video of me bringing my cousin and Teacher Cai together at the sports meeting was put online so quickly?"
"You mean... Teacher Zhao did it?"
“Can you still find someone with the motivation and ability to do this?”
Lin Miaomiao thought about it and realized that this indeed made sense.
At the sports meeting, only the teacher could take out his mobile phone to record the video, and the one who suffered the most misfortune from Lin Yue was Class 1, Grade 2. Zhao Rongbao, as the class teacher, was the one who had the most motivation to put the video online to trick Lin Yue.
And as her former head teacher, Zhao Rongbao has her mother’s WeChat account.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Miaomiao gritted her teeth and replied: "I'm not afraid."
Lin Yue looked at her deeply: "Are you still having a cold war with Wang Shengnan?"
Lin Miaomiao did not answer this question.
She was indeed having a cold war with Wang Shengnan and didn't go home last weekend. Lin Dawei was worried and even came to school to see her. He didn't take her away by force, so he told him to call him when he was done.
Angry?
This breath won’t go away yet…
"Don't talk about me. I'm asking you a question. What do you want to do?"
"What do you want to do? What do I want to do? Am I not watching a party performance?" Lin Yue replied with a smile, not forgetting to stretch out his hands that were calloused by wood carving, and said to Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School The two young boys who were talking about cross talk clapped.
Lin Miaomiao seemed to smell the faint smell of smoke coming from her fingertips. If it weren't for the thunderous applause from the audience, she would have doubted whether she had returned to the utility room.
"Don't lie to me, you must be up to something."
This guy seems to be inconsistent in what he says and does, but he never breaks his promise to slap others in the face. Now there are many people in the auditorium who want to see his jokes. The principal also sent Li Daokui to watch out for him to cause trouble. According to his past temperament , you must face the difficulties. If you sit quietly until the party is over, wouldn't it be self-destructive?
"..."
"Speak quickly, please speak quickly."
Seeing that he didn't answer the question, Lin Miaomiao pushed his shoulder with her hand.
Lin Yue said helplessly: "I really don't want to cause trouble. It's New Year's Day and it's a good start. If I cause trouble, it will be unlucky for the elite high school."
"I do not believe."
Based on past experience, Lin Miaomiao would not believe this nonsense.
Lin Yue turned around and looked at her face to face: "Do you really expect me to do something unexpected?"
This question stopped her.
Because she realized that this was what she was looking forward to, and she was extremely excited. Others came to see the party, but she came to see how Lin Yue was having a party.
Could it be that he was infected? At his core, he is also a guy who is afraid of chaos in the world?
"I...I'm not looking forward to it, I'm curious. Do you understand?"
"Oh, curious, then just be curious." Lin Yue turned his head.
"No..." Lin Miaomiao hooked his shoulder with her hand, and just as she was about to continue talking, Lin Yue pointed to the stage: "Look, the show of Class 1, Grade 2."
"Don't change the subject."
"It's really a show from Class 1, Grade 2, and you were deceived by them."
These words finally caught Lin Miaomiao's attention. She turned around and saw Qian Sanyi, Jiang Tianhao, Tian Xu and others wearing yellow tops, yellow shorts, white hats, and white sneakers, walking in the dynamic scene. Amidst the thumping sound, he bent his arms and swung his legs, twisted his waist and turned his head, constantly posing in various human body shapes. Although it seemed to Lin Yue to be too stiff and unnatural, but for those off the court who could not reach their mobile phones more than once a year, For high school students who are seriously lacking in entertainment activities, this is still very new, especially when it comes to taking off their coats, which caused a lot of screaming, and some nymphomaniac girls stood up and waved their hands and shouted "Qian Sanyi".
"Liars, a bunch of big liars!"
Lin Miaomiao was very unhappy. Just now she asked Jiang Tianhao what Class 1, Grade 2, was performing, but the guy insisted on cross talk. What was the result? Crosstalk is a ghost, it’s actually a group dance. Yes, she did not participate in the program of Grade 2 and Class 6, but in order to prevent the science experimental class from overwhelming the liberal arts experimental class, she had a lot of ideas. Now she was caught off guard. Not to mention the type of program, even the clothes she wore. All dressed up.
"Why did Qian Sanyi and the others imitate you?"
"Can this be blamed on me?" Lin Yue was speechless and couldn't understand her logic.
"Of course, because of you, they guard our class like thieves."
"Fine."
What else could he say?
During the conversation between the two, the class one of the sophomore class finished dancing "Strength and Beauty". When Jiang Tianhao was about to leave, he glared in the direction of Lin Yue, which was very provocative.
Some of the audience in the audience also turned around to look at him because of his little move, and another round of discussion ensued. After all, everyone knows the conflict between Jiang Tianhao and Lin Yue. One is a famous rich second generation in Jiangzhou, and the other is fearless. With his big prickly head, who will conquer whom? No one will obey anyone!
Lin Miaomiao was startled and quickly shrank back, fearing that others would bring her into the conversation.
Fortunately, the female host walked to the center of the stage at the right time and said with a smile: "The following program is the chicken dance brought by Class 6 of Grade 2. Everyone welcomes it."
Wow...
The students turned their heads and stopped looking at him.
Lin Miaomiao also had the courage to raise her head and look at the stage.
Because she planned it herself, she stopped whispering to Lin Yue and watched the performances of her classmates seriously.
Yellow jacket, white skirt, white stockings, white sneakers.
At first glance, it looks like a boy from Class 1, Grade 2, has changed his gender and returned to perform on stage.
"How do you like the idea I gave them? Does it look good?"
Lin Miaomiao saw that Lin Yue didn't pay much attention to the dance on the stage, and didn't know what was important. He kept his head down and playing with his mobile phone.
"Oh, stop looking. Why don't you give us some applause for our class's dance?"
Lin Yue was multitasking, typing while tilting his head back: "Do you care so much about what I think?"
"Well……"
Lin Miaomiao was stunned again. How to answer this question? She really wanted to get his approval, because for some reason, she always felt that he was more authoritative than the teacher on many things.
This is a very strange feeling. The person sitting in front of her is obviously a student like her, an unlearned student... Why is this happening?
Is this the reason why this guy took down several teachers who represented authority?
At the same time, at the entrance to one side of the stage, Jiang Tianhao looked at the girls on the stage with a square face and an embarrassed expression: "This is Lin Miaomiao's idea, she is the only one who dares to do this. I really don't know." Should I call it cute or childish, Qian Sanyi, what do you think?"
"..."
"Qian Sanyi?"
He turned his face and realized that Qian Sanyi's attention was not on him, but looking at somewhere in the audience with a serious face.
He followed the No. 1 Scholar's gaze and found that Lin Miaomiao had put her hand on the back of Lin Yue's seat, chattering nonstop, and the person she was chatting with had disgust written on her face. , in short, not very interested.
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
Jiang Tianhao touched Qian Sanyi's arm: "Let's go, there are still three programs left until Deng Xiaoqi's solo dance. She needs your help and encouragement most now."
"Go ahead."
The champion didn't move: "Deng Xiaoqi is the champion of the city's New Year's Day party, she doesn't need me to cheer her up."
Jiang Tianhao didn't understand what he was thinking, so he patted him on the shoulder: "Look, I'll withdraw first."
After saying that, he ran backstage without looking back, leaving the champion with a changeable expression.
The chicken dance ended with a burst of applause. After the people from Class 2 and Class 6 of Senior High School went down, the art teacher came on stage and sang a song about winter. Then there was a magic show by a boy from Class 3 and Class 3 of Senior High School. Next was the music club's performance. "Goodbye Ideal" played by the band.
Finally, it was Deng Xiaoqi’s turn to make her final appearance. She wore an exotic short shirt and long skirt, a thin blue hijab, and an equally thin veil. She walked with a crackling sound, and those colorful pieces and beads shone brightly under the light. , sparkling, which complemented her snow-white skin, long legs, slender waist, and good figure. A few boys looked straight at her and kept rubbing their noses and swallowing saliva.
Some people suddenly remembered something after watching it for a few times, and went to look at Lin Yue again, because the female host had just made it clear that this was the last program of the party, and it was also the program that won the award at the city New Year's Day party.
Doesn't this mean that Lin Yue is completely out of luck?
There is an old saying that you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin. Now that he saw the coffin, it was time to shed tears.
The students in nearby seats were whispering, and Li Daokui paid more attention to him. Even Tang Yuanming and Yin Tiesheng glanced here.
Lin Miaomiao had the same idea, but she was surprised as to why Lin Yue could still sit still. If it were her, she would have stood up and left the scene long ago to avoid becoming the laughing stock of others.
"Hey, what on earth are you doing? This is the last show."
"..."
"Pretending to be mute again, don't think you don't speak..."
Halfway through her words, a man came up from behind and sat down on the empty seat next to her.
"Qian Sanyi, why... why are you here?"
At this time, Qian Sanyi had already changed out of his dance clothes and put on the uniform of an elite middle school. Maybe he had been exercising a lot just now, and there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Is this seat occupied?"
Lin Miaomiao shook her head.
"Then why can't I come and sit here?" After Qian Sanyi finished speaking, he ignored her and looked at the person in front of him expressionlessly.
Lin Miaomiao looked at Lin Yue, then at him, and understood.
Qian Sanyi came to see his joke.
This is the finale of the show. Once Deng Xiaoqi finishes dancing, the New Year's Day party will come to an end, and Lin Yue's bragging in the cafeteria will go bankrupt.
Ding ding dong…
As the music plays, Deng Xiaoqi twists her soft waist, swings her arms slowly, spins her feet quickly, and makes enchanting and graceful movements. Her dancing posture is natural and agile. The veiled tulle not only does not reduce the overall beauty, but adds to it. A lot of exotic customs.
She danced very hard and showed her best, because Qian Sanyi was watching her performance from the audience.
When Lin Miaomiao saw that Lin Yue ignored her, she had no choice but to devote her attention to her best friend, constantly applauding her. She also found that Qian Sanyi looked more at her than Deng Xiaoqi, so she couldn't help but stare: "Look at what I'm doing, looking at the stage. "
Qian Sanyi then glanced ahead without hesitation.
It was dark in the audience and people's faces could not be seen clearly, but Deng Xiaoqi knew that Qian Sanyi and Lin Yue were both in the audience. One was her sweetheart and the other was her enemy. Whether she wanted to amaze the No. 1 Scholar or disgust her and prick her head, she would do it. To dance this dance well and perfectly, it is better than dancing at the New Year's Day party in the city.
She only paid attention to the side area, and did not see the balding middle-aged man in the middle of the podium answering the phone, nor did she pay attention to Xie Weizhou's changed face.
One minute later.
She danced until the soles of her feet became sweaty, and the yarn on her hands stuck to her palms. As the music subsided, her dance movements slowed down. Finally, she stood still, took two deep breaths, and bowed deeply to the audience.
Wow...
applause.
Lin Miaomiao and Jiang Tianhao's hands turned red, but Lin Yue still looked calm and calm, which made Qian Sanyi frown.
Deng Xiaoqi glanced at the three people gathered together and walked towards the exit.
But she did not go backstage to change clothes immediately. She stood aside and waited for the host to announce the success of the party and deliver the closing speech.
However, something unexpected happened. The stage was empty for almost half a minute before the female host ran to the middle with an awkward smile.
"Teachers and classmates, please wait patiently for two minutes. We have also prepared a special program."
And there are programs?
A show not on the program list?
All the people present looked at each other in confusion. Even Jiang Tianhao, who praised Deng Xiaoqi for her great dance but was met with disappointment, was stunned.
Does the special program mentioned by the host have something to do with Lin Yue?
While he was frowning and thinking, a man wearing sunglasses came out from the background and gently pushed him and Deng Xiaoqi aside: "Two classmates, please give way."
At the same time, a figure cut into their field of vision, turned to the right, and walked to the center of the stage with a microphone.
The whole place suddenly fell silent.
The student below looked at it carefully for a moment, and a star's face flashed in his mind.
Eason Chan?
That's... Eason Chan, right?
There was a burst of whispers in the background after a brief silence.
In the Chinese music scene, JAY is the top male singer. If anyone can compete with him, it would be Lin Junjie and Eason Chan.
The face looks very similar, but everyone is not sure because it is illogical. How could a singer of Eason Chan's level come to the New Year's Day party of an elite middle school? Even if he was in the mood to celebrate the New Year with young people, he should go to one of those prestigious universities.
Some students stood up and tried to keep their eyes open, trying to distinguish the true from the false.
What surprised everyone was that the person who looked very much like Eason Chan did not speak after he came on the stage. He stood in the middle of the stage, facing the suspicious eyes and suppressed breathing of the audience, and swept his eyes from left to back.
(End of chapter)
