Gao Leng Xuemei Qiao Xuemei

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Could it be that Tian Songya changed her face, changed her name and came in again?

The real culprit that Su Zhi mentioned was someone else, so who is this real culprit?

Is it a monster?

Or ghosts?

Xia Zhu felt that his sun xué was in pain, and he couldn't think of a solution.

But there is no doubt that whether it is a monster or a ghost, it must be found out as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Xia Zhu always had a premonition that everything that happened was like a big net, with layers of traps set, while the real behind-the-scenes players sat and enjoyed the results.

Now we can only take one step at a time, and reserve the cards earlier, the truth will come, it is only a matter of time.

"Xia Zhu?" The deskmate poked her with an elbow: "The teacher told you to go out."

"Ah?" Xia Zhu woke up from her thoughts, and responded after hearing her words clearly: "Oh, I see."

Then he went out.

"Xia Zhu, this time our school has a competition with other schools. I think you are good at the violin. Do you have time to participate?" It has been reflected to me that your visit this time will not affect your studies."

Xia Zhu was stunned for a moment: "Is there a violin competition?"

"No, it's not so formal." The teacher smiled and said, "At most it's a competition between brothers' schools, it's an exchange and acquaintance. And it's not just the violin. I remember that the first grader in the third year of high school was also invited. She It should be a piano, right?"

"Then I'll go." As soon as Xia Zhu heard that Su Zhi was going, she complied, and said, "Should they be performing solo this time?"

"Yes, you two are the only ones going to our school." The teacher pushed his glasses and handed her the A4 paper document in his hand: "This time the school pays more attention to it, I hope you can prepare well."

"Okay, thank you teacher." Xia Zhu took out the A4 paper and nodded in response.

Back in the classroom, the deskmate also leaned over to look at the A4 paper in her hand, and then let out a "huh" with an extremely surprised expression.

"What's wrong?" Xia Zhu was surprised: "Is there any problem?"

"It's a big problem, okay?!" The tablemate had an expression of "Aren't you?" "Do you have no Internet connection in the village or no wireless at home? Look at the guests above!"

"?" Xia Zhuzai looked at the above guests carefully, each guest's name was unfamiliar but familiar, to put it bluntly, it was familiar.

She looked at it again blankly, and said hesitantly: "I... really don't know these people, I don't think there is any problem."

"The Internet at home is a real hammer." The tablemate said bitterly: "No wonder your grades are getting better and better recently. It turns out that the Internet at home is disconnected and you can't use your mobile phone."

No, it's not.Xia Zhu thought to herself that she was actually isolated from the world because she didn't have time to look at her mobile phone.

"One of these guests is the famous gold medal producer, Dong Shaoqing! Does Dong Shaoqing know?!"

"I'm still restless." Xia Zhu said poorly.

"Okay, okay." The tablemate put away his emoji, and made an OK gesture: "I know you are good at Chinese, right? This Dong Shaoqing is the most famous gold medal producer in our area, do you know "Tongxin"? Do you know "Slayer Demon"? Don't you know?!"

The tablemate stared: "You don't even know this? Are you a primitive person? The most famous TV series! They are all created by him."

"I really don't know..." Xia Zhu thought to herself that she never cared about these things, let alone the producer: "Does the producer of this script have anything to do with me?"

"Yes! Why not!" The deskmate pulled the desk, and after a while, he took out a book that seemed to have experienced a lot of wind and rain from a pile of test papers, and then flipped to the middle part, "ah", said: "Yes !This is it!"

Xia Zhu took the notebook, and saw that it was densely packed with words in different handwritings and different colors, and there were many emoticons in it. Looking at the cover, there were five words "Chinese Composition Text" written in a serious manner.

"This is our chat record, it's extremely precious!" The tablemate looked honored: "It's my turn to keep it this week, it's very important, if they are found to die together!"

The corner of Xia Zhu's mouth twitched, no wonder people have been asking her to pass on the notebook recently.

She looked at the place pointed by her deskmate, and there were words like "Gold medal producer is coming to our city" written on it.

Taking a closer look, it seems that the gold medal producer Dong Shaoqing came to this city to find material for the prototype of a new script, and happened to meet this music exchange meeting, so he accepted the invitation to participate.

"This gold medal producer is also willful." Xia Zhu looked at the record saying that Dong Shaoqing was far away from the city, and then complained.

"After all, I'm an author." The deskmate carefully put away the notebook, put it back into the pile of test papers, and said earnestly: "Xia Zhu, you have to work hard, beat that senior sister! Become a brilliant star at the exchange meeting -"

Before he could finish speaking, the preparatory bell rang hastily, covering up the quiet voice at the same table.

But Xia Zhu didn't care too much about her words, it might be better to say that she cared more about the word "gān" she said.

This reminded her of what happened in the grove, and her face turned half red.

"Are you okay? Excited like this?" The deskmate was surprised at first, and then proudly said: "I just said, no one can remain indifferent, Xia Zhu, you have to work hard!"

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