Chapter 583 The younger brother grew up, and there was an accident (three shifts)
After successfully telling Xu Jing to faint, Jiang Fuyue withdrew.
Meng Zhijian: "Hey! Lao Xu! I'm back to my senses—"
"Ah? I'm distracted, what about Jiang Fuyue?"
"Leave early."
"No...Did I let her go?"
Meng Zhijian nodded: "You let her go."
"Why am I not impressed at all? No... did you hear what she said just now?"
"I heard it, but unfortunately," he spread his hands and shrugged, "I didn't understand."
Xu Jing coughed lightly.
"Stop pretending, you certainly didn't understand."
Xu Jing's mouth twitched.
His face as a teacher—is gone!
knock!
In the blink of an eye, the 100th anniversary of the school is approaching.
All teachers and students of the school gathered in the auditorium, divided into grades, and seated by class.
In the warm applause, the old principal came to the stage and started to speak.
During this period, he choked up several times, and his eyes were red.
After speaking, he bowed down ninety degrees, then left the stage and returned to the guest seat, and the performance officially began.
The first to come on stage is the first year.
Compared with the old fritters in the third year of high school, these children are still childish, and their smiles are innocent.
Jiang Fuyue saw the younger brother Jiang in the C position at a glance.
The teacher put on makeup, but unfortunately the makeup was rough, and there were two red rouge on his face. At first glance, it looked like a monkey's butt.
Thanks to his high popularity on the Internet, today's younger brother Jiang is also a man of the year in junior high school.
Han Yunru dug out pink love letters from his schoolbag several times.
However, Jiang Chenxing was like a little monk, unmoved at all, and returned the next day intact.
It is said that it made the little girl cry.
"Sister, don't they have to study? Where do you get so much time to think about these messy things?"
Jiang Fuyue: "..."
A little straight man who doesn't understand the style, the identification is complete!
At the end of the performance, the junior high school area broke out with amazing applause, and there were also a few wild calls in the middle——
"Jiang Chenxing is so handsome!"
"we love you!"
Wan Xiutong exclaimed: "They seem to be calling someone's name, wow, it's the C position! My brother is so handsome! God - he's shy, not only handsome, but also milky! Oh my God! Immortal apprentice! Jiang Jiang, look!"
Uh……
Jiang Fuyue looked at the situation, is he handsome?
Okay.
The little guy has finally grown up this semester. He is one height a day. He can no longer wear his old clothes and pants, and his shoes are basically changed every two months.
Before you know it, Xiaodouding has grown into a little boy, and he is close to handsome, and has a somewhat mature appearance.
"Jiang Jiang, you look so peaceful?"
"Really?" Jiang Fuyue smacked her lips, maybe she watched it every day, so she was used to it.
No matter how handsome, isn't it her little brother?
In the area where Class 7 is located, the field of vision is better than Class 3. Jiang Han and Ge Meng are sitting in the front row again. Almost as soon as Jiang Chenxing takes the stage, the two recognize them before they even start dancing.
"Fuck—that's Sister Yue's brother, right?"
"Yes, I remember! Half a year ago, we went to the gate of Hongxing Elementary School to support him and beat up that little fat man from Hu Ben's house!"
"My God! How did he become like this? Before, he was a thin and small one, and he looked like the kind that was easy to bully. No, I didn't expect to look so handsome!" Jiang Han's eyes lit up and he began to swallow. saliva.
"Let's take it easy, that's Sister Yue's brother, don't be greedy." Ge Meng quickly advised.
"Yes, yes, I'm not greedy, I'm not greedy at all." Jiang Han snorted and hurriedly closed his saliva.
But... so handsome!
Milk to want rua
The performance of the first year of junior high school is over, and the next is the second and third year of junior high school. Since there are not many classes, it will soon be the turn of high school.
Most of the shows are based on singing and dancing. One class chose to recite, but the stage effect was not good. The person leading the recitation was probably too nervous and his voice was shaking.
In contrast, the programs of the first and second year of high school are much more exciting, and the drama, rap, jazz, and antiquity emerge in an endless stream, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to the highest point.
Next is the third grade.
Everyone understands that it is difficult to stand out when Zhuyu is in the front.
However, the senior three classes are not aimed at winning awards. The emphasis is on participation. Most of them are reluctantly on stage to complete the tasks assigned by the school. The rehearsal is not so serious, and the stage effect is naturally mediocre.
Liu Bowen: "Don't ask for merit, but ask for no fault."
Lin Qiao: "I think the first class is very perfunctory. We should be better? After all, Zhang Xinxin leads the dance."
"Oops! It's broken! Zhang Xinxin fell while waiting, and now her feet are swollen, how can she jump even if she can't walk?"
"It won't be so unlucky, right? Our class can count on her, the other people are all there to form a team, and they can't even remember the basic movements. It's all up to Zhang Xinxin to lead the way. If she can't take the stage, it's all over. Hurry up and tell Teacher Xu—"
"As I said, Teacher Xu is rushing to the backstage to see how to remedy it."
"This... can it be salvaged?"
Everyone looked at each other.
"Do you want the school to cancel our class program?"
"It's too late, it's time for our class to come on stage. If we cancel it now, we won't have time to prepare for the next show. The stage will be opened directly. There are so many leaders of the Education Bureau in the front row. Major mistakes, Teacher Xu will definitely be punished!"
Three shifts, two thousand words.