Thanks Bumin

I don't know if Xie Jing's words played a role or Li Weifeng gave up his mind, but Xie Jing was never disturbed by him in the next few exams.

After returning to the classroom after finishing the last English subject, several class representatives had already sent out the printed answers. Before Xie Jing had time to read them, his ears were filled with voices of surprise or frustration.

"Ha, you got this question right, and it's another [-] points!"

"I'll go! I counted one less, did I lose my mind at the time!"

"The model essay of the composition actually uses such a conception, so will I go off topic?!"

Xie Jing gathered all the answers spread out on the table and put them into his schoolbag, planning to take them out to study in the evening.

It doesn't matter whether you do well in the exam or you don't do well in the exam, anyway, it happens to be Friday after the exam, and everyone packs up their schoolbags and prepares to go home. The students on duty for that day have already taken out their brooms and started cleaning.

At this time, the squad leader hurried in, stood on the podium, patted the desktop, and announced loudly: "Don't go, don't go, everyone, just received the notice from the old class, everyone immediately lined up to the playground to watch the performance of the New Year's Day party, Absences will be treated as absenteeism."

These words were like dropping a drop of water into a pan of oil. The whole classroom was silent for a second, and then the pot exploded instantly. Everyone was full of complaints and complaints.

"Is there a mistake? Didn't it mean that we didn't participate in the three years of high school because of the quality inspection? Why did you pull us over?"

"I just want to go home and take a hot bath, eat a big meal and sleep well, to make up for the lost vitality. I don't want to go to the playground to sit on the lawn and blow the cold wind!"

Words like these speak out from everyone's heart.In the third year of high school, they are not so interested in the old-fashioned performances at the so-called evening parties. Compared with this, most people would rather choose to go home early to rest after a costly exam.

The squad leader shrugged and said with a face of nothing to do with himself: "I am only responsible for informing the news. Everyone chooses whether to go or not, but this responsibility has to be borne by yourself, and it has nothing to do with me."

Even though they hated the school's short notice, the members of Class [-] still queued up to the playground.

Because the attached high school is a key high school, it is allocated a lot of resources. The school leaders are rich and powerful to carry out infrastructure construction everywhere. Two 400-meter playgrounds are built next to each other, which looks very open and grand.

At this time, a red stage with a height of one meter and extending to three sides in the shape of an inverted T has been set up in the middle of the playground. There are red stalls and a red velvet curtain with four golden characters "Happy New Year's Day" pasted on it. There is also a row of big red flowers neatly arranged. It seems that the school leaders are still following the local and folk customs in terms of aesthetics despite their wealth and wealth.

Xie Jing stared at his feet carefully, worried that he would step on the heels of the person in front, and at the same time couldn't help looking up.

Rong Min used to be tall and long-legged, with wide shoulders and narrow hips. Even though he was young, he already had the air of a model. A school uniform that was said to "cover up all the advantages" could still give off a fashion street style. A group of boys with disheveled hair stand together, they have a feeling of standing out from the crowd, and they can be recognized from the crowd at a glance.

Xie Jing was busy looking for someone, and accidentally stepped on the heel of the person in front of him, drawing a dissatisfied glance from the other person, he quickly bowed his head to apologize, but he was secretly wondering, where did Rong Min go at this time?

In the back row of Class [-], Zhao Jiaxuan had just stood still when Qiu Qi threw himself on his shoulder, and the impact made him stagger forward, almost falling over on the spot.

Zhao Jiaxuan threw him off his shoulders, frowned and looked a little annoyed, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Qiu Qi didn't take it seriously, and probed left and right: "Where's A Rui? Where did he go?"

Qiu Qi didn't do very well in the class placement test, but thanks to his father's up and down work and Xu Kangrui's father's help, he still entered Class [-].Although the two classes were only separated by a wall, the dignified atmosphere inherent in Class [-] still made him, a scumbag, shy away from the gate of Class [-]. He could only hang around Xu Kangrui's neck to play together after school.

Zhao Jiaxuan's clothes were all messed up by Qiu Qi, looked down at his shoes, and replied flatly: "I don't know, I didn't see anyone else just now."

Qiu Qi thought for a while, and then showed a teasing smile, and said in a low voice: "Don't go and get some little sister again, I know, this guy will be honest for a while, if I catch him, he will be very serious." You can't kill him with acid."

Hearing his words, Zhao Jiaxuan raised his head quickly, and saw the back of the man standing calmly in the front row, his Adam's apple rolled twice, as if thinking of something, his expression was extremely ugly for a moment.

Following his line of sight, Qiu Qi also saw Xie Jing standing alone in the crowd, his eyes flickered, and he leaned into Zhao Jiaxuan's ear and asked, "How about this? Do you still have trouble with A Rui? Make A Rui unhappy? "Suddenly there was a hint of malice in his low voice.

Zhao Jiaxuan was stunned, hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said slowly: "It's okay, Kang Rui is not angry anymore, so don't provoke him."

Qiu Qi made a "cut", showing disdain, "If I didn't want to vent my anger on A Rui, would I be such a boring person?"

He patted Zhao Jiaxuan on the shoulder, and confessed: "It's fine, just wait until Ah Rui comes over, and you tell him that I came to see him, and ask him if there is a game tonight."

Zhao Jiaxuan nodded, indicating that he remembered it.

Qiu Qi smiled with satisfaction, put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the team in his class, and soon started making enthusiastic gestures with the boys around him.

He has a good family background, and he is generous in his shots. He basically knows some of the boys' hobbies, so he has a wide range of friends.

Unlike Xu Kangrui, Zhao Jiaxuan narrowed his eyes.Xu Kangrui's family background is even better, and he seems to enjoy the excitement, but like a lonely lion, he clearly divides his territory, not everything can be regarded as his friend.

So there are not many people who are really close to Xu Kangrui, Qiu Qi counts as one, Zhao Jiaxuan at most counts as half, and...

"Today is a good day, everything in my mind can be accomplished..."

Zhao Jiaxuan's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sound of festive singing.

The noise in the playground dropped an octave.

Two students, a man and a woman, came to the stage together. These two are already old faces of the attached high school hosting the event, so even though they were wearing old-fashioned dresses and heavy makeup that did not match their age, they were still able to host the event with ease.

Thanks to a bunch of leaders, big and small, for their care and love, and then the current head of the Affiliated High School, Principal Wu gave a speech to look back at the past and look forward to the future. The last row of school leaders took their seats with a smile on their faces. The annual New Year’s Day party of the Affiliated High School officially began.

It can be regarded as out of love for the third year of high school, the position of the third year of high school was arranged directly opposite the stage, with a wide view, and the scenery on the stage is unobstructed. The only disadvantage is that there are two big speakers facing the front, and the music makes people's ears hurt. .Even so, there are still many people who were so sleepy that their eyelids kept fighting before the end of the first show.

As the homeroom teacher, Hai Hai sat at the front, and his face remained unchanged amidst the roar of the stereo, obviously he had been exercising for many years.He looked back and reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Wake up, wake up, look like a high school student."

Many people managed to hold their heads straight, and opened a gap between their glued eyelids, complaining in a low voice, "I stayed up late last night to review until after four o'clock, and now I can't even take a nap."

The Mediterranean didn't see the effect, so after thinking for a while, he added: "Be more active, there will be a program from our class later."

As soon as these words came out, it really attracted the attention of many people. Someone asked: "Isn't there a show in our class...why is there another show?"

The people sitting next to Cheng Xinxin immediately looked at her. Cheng Xinxin's eyes widened and her face was full of astonishment. She didn't look like she knew in advance. When there was a program in the class that even the literary and art committee members didn't know about, people immediately whispered to each other. stand up.

Feeling neglected, Cheng Xinxin bit her lip and said nothing, her expression was not very good.

"Teacher, what's going on in our class?" The boy behind Haidi leaned forward to get close to him.

"Want to know?" Hai Hai glanced at him, pretending to be mysterious for a long time, after hearing the announcement on the stage, he smiled and pointed to the stage: "Here, see for yourself."

Curious, Xie Jing also set his sights on the stage.

Several boys moved a grand piano with great difficulty, carefully placed it in the center of the stage, and then ran off quickly.

A moment later, a man and a woman walked slowly from one side of the stage. Xie Jing couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face. The screams and gasps of the surrounding girls could no longer reach his ears. I was attracted by one of them.

Rong Min was wearing a black suit that was similar in style to the hostess. He only had a delicate rose on his chest, but it was shining all the time.The girls who were still complaining about the rustic dress of the male host just now became nympho, intoxicated by the man's picturesque and clear eyebrows.

Rong Min sat down on the piano chair, his eyes swept across the dark crowd below the stage, fixed on a certain place, and quickly bent over.

This seemingly inadvertent action made Xie Jing's heart beat faster. No one noticed that moment, but he was inexplicably sure that Rong Min's look just now was for him.

Xie Jing quietly touched his face with the back of his hand, it was a little hot, but he just couldn't bear to look away.

Rong Min on the stage made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation to the girl he was partnering with. The girl understood, took a deep breath, put the violin in her hand on her neck, and made a gesture of preparation.

Rong Min's eyes were deep and focused, and his beautifully lined hands were slowly raised high, and then fell heavily in an instant, and a series of beautiful notes flowed out.

"It's Frey's "Violin Sonata No. [-]." Xie Jing keenly caught the introduction behind him. He stared intently at Rong Min who was glowing on the stage while pricking up his ears to listen.

"The piano status of boys is very important. Didn't Yao Ying win prizes in national competitions? Why does it sound like girls are a little bit softer?"

Not only was her momentum a bit soft, but Yao Ying on the stage felt that she was struggling all the time, no matter how hard she tried, she was almost as good as the piano.Her hand holding the bow was so sweaty that she almost couldn't hold it, and she almost made mistakes several times.

One must know that when she practiced the piano at the age of five, the teacher changed one after another, and participated in countless competitions, large and small. This unspeakable sense of oppression can only be felt by those pianists who have long been famous.

Even the pianist, when playing with her, is mainly based on gentle guidance, and this person, she deeply felt that he had no intention of letting her go, even more, he felt that this was his own solo .

Yao Ying took a deep look, not understanding that a person who was quite normal when he was practicing privately just now changed his appearance on stage, like a dagger suddenly opened, shining with a frightening light.

As the last sound dissipated into the air, the audience burst into warm applause and cheers. Although I don't know how many of them were directed at the music and how many were directed at the people playing the piano, the effect was extraordinary.

Xie Jing had already slapped his hands red before he knew it.

Rong Min put down his hands, looked at a certain place, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a gasp of astonishment from the audience, Xie Jing blushed and returned a smile.

The smile in Rong Min's eyes deepened, he picked up the rose pinned on his chest, and gently placed it on the piano.

Standing up, he made a gesture of invitation to Yao Ying, who had a flash of disappointment on his face, and the two slowly walked down hand in hand.

Xie Jing heard many girls around secretly talking about how to get that rose. He looked at the red color and seemed not to care, but his ears were quietly stained with a faint red.