Thanks Bumin

When the words "New Year's Day Party" came out of Mediterranean Sea, everyone in Class [-] looked at each other inexplicably, not understanding what this had to do with them who were already in their third year of high school.It's always been a tradition of the high school to miss all entertainment activities in the third year of high school. Besides, when the city's quality inspection is approaching, they also hope to devote all their energy to reviewing and sprinting. Preparing for the program is a waste of time and energy for them, and it is completely meaningless.

Mediterranean coughed, "This time, not only the leading teachers from our own school, but also some leading teachers from brother schools will also be invited to participate. The school hopes that our third grade will also have a few programs for our brother schools to watch. Look, our attached middle school not only has good academic performance, but also won't lose to others in other aspects."

Well, now everyone understands.Among the people who came, there must be one middle school, the people from Anzhong, the three schools have been secretly competing for a long time, the provincial and city quality inspection results are naturally the focus of the competition, but in every competition, the three schools have to be divided Standing tall, the last Mid-Autumn Festival event in Anzhong invited the leaders of the city, which was well received and made a big splash.

This time, the leaders of the Affiliated Middle School invited people from Anzhong and No. [-] Middle School to make the traditional New Year's Eve party more lively and bigger. It would be better for the other two schools to see that the Affiliated Middle School has also developed well in terms of entertainment.

The secret rivalry among the leaders on the stage caused the students who had to prepare the program and take care of their studies to complain endlessly.

After Haidi announced that he had handed over the task to Cheng Zixin, the art committee member, he pretended not to hear the wailing of the students, and left the classroom gracefully with the lesson plans in his hands.

Before Cheng Xinxin spoke on the podium, there were already a bunch of people below calling out not to participate.Cheng Xinxin rolled her eyes around the classroom, patted the table vigorously, and said loudly: "Okay, I also know that everyone doesn't want to waste time reviewing, but I heard that several classes have already prepared, and our class [-] grades It is number one, we can’t just lose to other classes in these aspects.”

Most of the students who can enter Class [-] have a sense of superiority in their hearts and a strong desire to compete. The most unbearable thing is that they are not as good as others.As soon as Cheng Xinxin said these words, many people were aroused to be competitive, and their attitude was not as perfunctory and irrelevant as before.

Seeing that her words were quite effective, Cheng Xinxin cocked her lips in satisfaction, and then said: "I know everyone wants to spend time on reviewing, and so do I. So I recommend myself. I have a sketch script in hand. Maybe I can change it." It will be used at the New Year's Eve party. The time is not long, and there are not many lines, so it will not delay too much time for the participating students."

Of course, the performance effect of the sketch is better than any chorus and performance. In addition, Cheng Xinxin, as the proud student of the Chinese teacher, is also good at writing. The program performed by the class on New Year's Day.

Cheng Xinxin, as a literary and art committee member and the screenwriter of the script, naturally became one of the protagonists and the director. As for the other roles, although there were many activists who signed up, she still had her favorite candidates.

Walking to the seat by the window in the first row, Cheng Xinxin stroked her hair to make sure there was nothing messy, then tapped on that person's desk.

Rong Min was propping his head to flip through an old book without a cover. He closed the book when he heard the sound, raised his eyes to look at her, and casually reached out to take off the earphones on one side.

Whether it was peeking behind the scenes or blatantly watching countless times with various excuses, Cheng Xinxin's face still couldn't help but two red clouds flew up when she met those deep and clear eyes.

I don't know how many girls secretly discuss it, even the Chinese teacher who is already married and has children has changed her usual style and always likes to hang around in the first row.It's not incomprehensible, such a handsome face is an eye-catching landscape after all.

It's a pity that apart from the taciturn Xie Jing, I didn't see anyone interacting with him.Everyone knows that Rong Min from class [-] is a handsome Bingshan guy, a flower of Gaoling, he is surrounded by strangers, so he won't go near unless he is thankful.

The fingers of Cheng Xinxin's hands stretched out behind her back were already tightly intertwined, her calves under her skirt trembled slightly, she tried her best to make a generous and natural expression, smiled and said slowly: "Rong Min, our sketch is still one step away. As for the role, do you want to join in too?"

Hearing her words, the eyes of many girls who had just been named to participate in the skit lit up.

Rong Min flipped through the book in his hand, showing a embarrassed expression, "Sorry, I'm a little busy."

Cheng Xinxin gasped for breath, with so many eyes looking at her, she still wanted to try her best to convince Rong Min, "It won't take too much of your time, and this is also to win honor for our class, you..."

She couldn't continue her words, because Rong Min had already put on the earphones again, expressing her refusal attitude.

It's hard to be rejected, not to mention that few people would reject her since she was a child.Cheng Xinxin stood in front of Rong Min's table, her back was straight and proud as always, but the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

At this time, a voice came.

"Is there one less person? How about I join?"

Cheng Xinxin turned her head in surprise. Xu Kangrui was flipping through her handwritten script on the side of the podium. Seeing Cheng Xinxin's surprised expression, he raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly, "How is it? I also want to make a contribution to the class."

"Okay, okay." At this time, it would be best to have someone step down, Cheng Xinxin quickly agreed: "Then you can play the role of boy A."

Although Rong Min is missing, Xu Kangrui is also welcomed by many girls. Compared with Rong Min who is indifferent to everyone except Xie Jing, Xu Kangrui is obviously closer to him. Shen Mian from the liberal arts class who often came to him a while ago It's been a long time since I've been here, and the whole grade has been rumored that the two of them have broken up.

"Then let's discuss roles and division of labor."

Cheng Xinxin, who has been a class leader since she was a child, is also very familiar with assigning tasks. Soon, everyone knows their jobs.

"How to make props, at least two or three background boards must be drawn." Xia Zhuang asked, pointing to a line in the book.

"This." Cheng Xinxin frowned, "The class fee budget is definitely not enough. If we can draw by ourselves, we can draw by ourselves. Isn't there a few who have learned how to draw?"

Xia Zhuang immediately went to ask a few people with art skills, she was very popular in the class, besides, she also contributed to the class, and everyone was willing to sell her face.

After a while, she ran back, "Da Liu and the others said that there is nothing wrong with painting the background board, but it takes too much time to paint, and I'm afraid it will delay the review at night."

"Then what should I do?" The background board couldn't be black and white, Cheng Xinxin was in trouble for a while.This is a thankless job, the credit goes to the person who drew the picture, and the scenery goes to the person who performed on the stage. I'm afraid no one is willing to touch it.

Xia Zhuang rolled his eyes, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Isn't Xie Jing still idle? Or, let him help with coloring."

Cheng Xinxin looked at Xia Zhuang suspiciously, and before she could ask, someone had already spoken first, "Why did you think of him?"

It was rare for Xu Kangrui to talk to her, Xia Zhuang's smile became more eager, and he spoke confidently, "He has nothing to do, we are all busy, so he should do something for our class."

With a casual smile on Xu Kangrui's face, he nodded casually after hearing Xia Zhuang's explanation, and said nothing more.

Cheng Xinxin thought so too, not to mention that Xie Jing was also a former classmate after all, so he should be easier to talk to than others.

Xie Jing was burying his head in solving a geometry when a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. He raised his head and saw Cheng Xinxin standing in front of his desk with her hands crossed.

"Thank you Jing, you stay after school in the afternoon and help Da Liu and the others get the background board." This question was a question, but it didn't leave him the slightest room to refuse.

"I……"

"I know it will take a little time for you, but you also have to think about it for the class. Don't we actors need time to rehearse and memorize lines? No matter what we do on or off stage, we are all fighting for honor for the class. Don't you Will you not want to?"

Cheng Xinxin didn't give Xie Jing a chance to speak, so she just robbed her. She blinked her eyes to hide her impatience.

The words were so high-sounding that all the eyes around him looked over, Xie Jing was forced to nod in agreement no matter how unhappy he was.

Only then did Cheng Xinxin smile a little, "Don't worry, I will find a few more people to be with you."

This "how many more people" did not see anyone until Xie Jing waited for Liu to finish the painting after class.Da Liu told Xie Jing while wiping his hands with a paper towel, "The colors have already been adjusted, you can just follow them, don't get them confused."

"En." Xie Jing nodded seriously.

"Da Liu, hurry up, I'm missing you." Xia Zhuang called him at the door.Cheng Xinxin suggested that the people who participated in the sketch be invited to have a meal. Da Liu and the others helped draw the background board, so they were naturally invited.

"I'll be right there." Da Liu threw the tissue into the trash can, and happily approached Xia Zhuang with his schoolbag.

At this time the classroom was almost empty, and Rong Min didn't know where to go. Xie Jing looked at the four white papers the size of a table and felt his temples throbbing with pain. when.

In order not to step on the dirty paper, Xie Jing simply took off his shoes, stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and picked up a brush to fill in the white paper with color bit by bit.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and before I knew it, it was getting dark outside.Xie Jing raised his head and beat his sore neck vigorously with numb hands, just in time to catch a glimpse of a person walking in.

"Why are you here?" Xie Jing widened his eyes in surprise.

Rong Min shook the bag in his hand, and said as a matter of course: "If I don't come, you don't know when you will go to eat." He took out a box of steaming meals from his bag, "Come over and eat, I will help you eat." You can."

Xie Jing wanted to smirk warmly in his heart, but he replied: "You replace me? Can you do it?"

He wanted to stand up, but his calf went numb and went limp again.

Rong Min burst out laughing, stretched out his hand, and under Xie Jing's angry glaring eyes, pulled him up, helped him to sit on the chair behind him, and said teasingly: "Can I do it, you want to know? "

Xie Jing reacted for a while before he understood Rong Min's meaning, he pursed his lips, stared hard at the back of Rong Min's head, his feet were ready to kick someone's ass/ass.

As if he had sensed something, Rong Min turned around in time and reminded Xie Jing, "Hurry up and eat dinner."

Xie Jingcai saw a few dishes in front of him, sauced pork ribs, salted duck, and hot vegetables, all of which he likes to eat on weekdays, so he put down his legs with a groan of satisfaction.

Over there, Rong Min has already rolled up his sleeves to accept Xie Jing's work, he is meticulously staring at the drawing paper and applying paint carefully, the slender fingers holding the paintbrush have almost perfect lines.

It is said that serious men are the most attractive. If the girls in the class saw it, they might become idiots again.Xie Jing squinted his eyes and thought while nibbling on a piece of duck neck.

He didn't feel hungry just now, but in a blink of an eye he ate all the dishes. Xie Jing sneaked into his protruding belly, and found sadly that he had really eaten too much.

He quickly packed up the lunch box, "I'm going out to throw out some trash." Just eat any more, and Rong Min must not let Rong Min see how stupid he is after eating too much.

Using the excuse of throwing things away, Xie Jing went outside. The public trash can was next to the toilet at the end of the corridor. He was too stuffed, so he could only move slowly.

As the rubbish fell into the trash can, Xie Jing finally burped and felt a lot more relaxed.

He happily squinted his eyes and turned around. In just a moment, the relaxed expression on his face quickly weathered and shattered as if by magic. He took a step back unconsciously, bit his lower lip hard, and spoke in a fast and hoarse voice: " What are you doing here?"