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68.

The joint art evening of the two schools was very grand, like a large-scale social party, and the school was willing to spend money. The students of the two schools took turns to perform on stage, and there were snacks and drinks in the audience. They tried their best to promote Friendships develop between students at the school next door and at our school.

The three of Peng Lian and the others were too lazy to show their faces, and they didn't want to waste time preparing for the performance. They didn't even participate in a single show, and hid in the side, eating, drinking, and gossip. Lian's hand yelled for help.

Peng Lian was startled, and before he had time to ask what was going on, two sheets of paper were stuffed into his hands—a lyrics sheet and a flow sheet.

The roommate covered her stomach, and said to Peng Lian earnestly, "Lianlian, you heard that I have been practicing singing in the dormitory for two months, and I should be able to sing. The next show is coming to me, help me Go up there!"

"Hey! Wait!" Peng Lian pulled back the roommate who was about to run away, and said in a daze, "I can't! Why don't you go!"

The roommate struggled twice on his face, let out a long loud fart, and then he immediately covered his butt, and said to Peng Lian who subconsciously covered his nose: "It's okay, no smelly farts, loud farts don't smell bad!"

"But I have diarrhea, and I really can't hold on, otherwise I won't be looking for you!" The roommate looked at Peng Lian affectionately, and said, "Lianlian, you are going to make your debut and surprise everyone! Last time I Go to the toilet! Come on! Don't disturb!"

"Wait—" Peng Lian wanted to pull again, but saw his roommate running away quickly, holding his waist and buttocks.

Peng Lian: "..."

Peng Lian held two pieces of paper that had been forced over him, and silently turned his head to ask Xia Anze and Ye Qi for help, but found that the two of them were holding jelly, one was looking at the sky and the other was looking at the ground, pretending not to know him.

"Xiaozeze...Xiaoye..." Peng Lian took two steps forward, Xia Anze and Ye Qi immediately turned their heads and pretended not to see him, at the same time quickly took two steps back, and then began to talk about "Is anyone talking?" "No You heard it wrong" dialogue.

Peng Lian clenched the paper pitifully, and asked the two of them, "Are you sure you want me to sing on stage?"

Xia Anze and Ye Qi immediately changed their attitudes, and the two brothers leaned closer to put Peng Lian's shoulders: "Hey, you can definitely do it! At most, we won't drink water when you sing!"

Ye Qi also followed suit and said: "It's okay, anyway, it can't be regarded as destroying the friendship between the two schools. It's late now, it's a good thing for you to sing and cheer them up!"

Peng Lian still wanted to struggle, but the show on the stage had just ended, Xia Anze and Ye Qi rushed the ducks to the shelves non-stop, carried Peng Lian to the backstage to report, and when they left, they asked the students in charge of the backstage to take a dozen colorful sticks With five light sticks in one hand, he rushed to the first row quickly, and jumped up to call Peng Lian the first moment he appeared.

Peng Lian was pushed onto the stage, and saw Xia Anze and Ye Qi, who were holding fluorescent sticks in their dead houses, arranging the fluorescent sticks like flying dragons and phoenixes, and there were only two words in their hearts: Let me die.

69.

Peng Lian stood on the stage trembling.

My roommate sang this song in the dormitory for two months, singing it seamlessly day and night.

I can't sing and dance alone, so I insist on dragging Peng Lian to dance together. Peng Lian always dances to this song in his dreams, and he has been brainwashed for a long time since he danced in his dreams.

After the prelude was played, Peng Lian's body memory began to recover. He raised his hand and raised his right leg, stepped on the point and said, "I can't fly~"

Xia Anze and Ye Qi called simultaneously below: "Haha!"

Peng Lian sang while dancing: "The World of Huahua~"

Xia Anze and Ye Qi enthusiastically waved their hands: "Oh hoo!"

Peng Lian sang loudly: "So I am a bird~"

Xia Anze and Ye Qi chorused loudly: "Drunk butterfly!!"

The students in the back row were so frightened by Peng Lian's voice loss and Xia Anze and Ye Qi's deafening calls that they almost fell off the stools, but the students from Nantah University were very adaptable, so they immediately grabbed the light sticks and stood up to accompany them in the call : "Drunken Butterfly!!"

70.

That's when Zhong Zuoquan saw Peng Lian.

He just came back from the bathroom, and found that the party hall, which was peaceful just now, had become very magical.

The students in his own school were running away with their heads in their arms, but the students from Nantah University stood on the stools and screamed fiercely, as if they had been drugged. In the next second, a sentence of "drunk butterfly" that went out of tune and went to the Sahara desert came. his ears.

Zhong Zuoquan staggered when he heard the embarrassment, and looked up at the stage with a panicked expression—he wanted to see which biological | chemical weapon came out to kill.

But the first thing that catches the eye is a fluttering red skirt.

Under the hem of the skirt are well-proportioned muscular, smooth-lined and muscular calves, and looking up all the way, there are waists wrapped in a red waist skirt, slightly raised pectoral muscles and exposed clavicles.

The person on the stage had black hair that was half-length but not short, just hanging on the red bow shoulder straps, his eyes were shining under the stage lights, there was a pleasant smile on his lips, his face was a little red, and his forehead was still red. Sweat dripping, while dancing, while singing drunken butterflies.

The song was so beautiful that Zhong Zuoquan was immediately fascinated, and felt that he had become that drunk butterfly, who suddenly fell into the colorful world of that person on the stage, unable to fly out.

Zhong Zuoquan glanced at the classmate next to him who was covering his ears, quickly walked two steps forward, and thought: People in Nantah University really have artistic talents, unlike the people in their school, who don’t know how to appreciate such a beautiful singing voice.

After the song was sung, he heard everyone shouting "Peng Lian", and guessed that the name of the person on the stage should be Peng Lian.

Zhong Zuoquan called "Peng Lian" in a low voice, and wanted to go up to say hello, but found that the person in the red dress was surrounded by the crowd, and he couldn't get in.

Zhong Zuoquan watched silently for a long time, and when he saw a bunch of people coming to say hello, the courage he had just born disappeared again.

He inquired about Peng Lian from the people around without any trace, and finally took his mobile phone and framed himself and Peng Lian in the same lens, leaving a group photo of their first meeting that he had seen countless times in the future.

Until a year later, he saw the word "Peng Lian" on a certain dating software, and with a little hope, he sent a hello to the other party and asked the other party: Can I get to know each other?