The same table is always testing the edge of the fried hair

The matter of the school celebration party was kept hidden for a whole week, and the official announcement was not released until Friday

-Next Monday, Seongnam No. [-] Middle School will mark its centennial anniversary.

Some classes who don’t know what’s going on outside the window are slow-witted. They can’t think of a program for a while, and they don’t have anything to prepare for the classroom. They simply plan to turn off the lights at that time and find an inspirational blockbuster to watch. It saves time. Save money and effort.

In addition, the class that got the news early started to rehearse overtime. Xiong Fan and Zhou Huaizhi went to the audio shop outside after self-study in the past few days, booked all the spotlights and flashlights, and vowed to give the best to the students in the class. party treatment.

Finished the devil's math weekly test on Friday.

The "Nobody" program team with Boss Huang as the general director of action was going to rehearse in the empty laboratory downstairs. The girl sitting in the front row shouted to watch, but was stopped by Boss Huang, "No, no, If you watch it in advance, the party will not feel amazing!"

"It doesn't matter if you just take a look!"

"That doesn't work either. In order to enjoy a good show, you have to endure loneliness!"

As he said that, he asked Hu Xingcheng to get the costume from the box next to the bookcase, and he did not forget to remind: "Move quickly, and don't be seen by anyone!"

Hearing this, the idiot picked up five gray-black courier bags and ran downstairs with wind on his feet.

Mysteriously not.

A piece of white cardboard struggled twice on the edge of the box, and then floated to Ye Kong's feet. On the upward side, there were eight large characters written in an extremely aggressive cursive script - customized by a certain treasure, hot and hot!

"..."

Ye Kong tugged on Xia Ci's sleeve, "Shall we go and have a look?"

Xia Ci glanced back at the bustling crowd at the back door, and then turned his gaze back to "Great Universities", "Wait a minute, I'll go after reading this."

Ye Kong nodded, and honestly lay on the table playing with his mobile phone. After a while, he wanted to say something again. Just as he was about to go over, he found that Xia Ci was staring at the book very intently, and the pen in his hand was constantly sketching on the paper. .

The afterglow of the setting sun just shone on his face, looking back from Ye Kong, the outline of Xia Ci's side face was coated with a layer of gold, gentle and beautiful.

Ye Kong's heart moved, he propped up the phone and placed it horizontally on the desk, pointed the camera at Xia Ci in a pretty way, and then pretended to play with the phone with his head propped up like a normal person, but actually focused and filled light in one go .

Finally press the shutter.

"Crack-"

The prompt sound with a volume level of ten bars seems to be louder than the torpedo cannon fired during the Chinese New Year at this moment.

Ye Kong: "......???!"

Ye Kong: "Ahahahaha...the weather is really nice."

Experience told him that it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, and if he stays for another second, he may be beaten by the subject of the sneak shot.

"It's so boring in the classroom. I'll wait for you outside." After speaking, he ran out without looking back.

Xia Ci: "..."

Not long after Ye Kong fled to the corridor, Xia Ci came out, his face was calm, there was no questioning or angry expression at all, and his usual cold tone: "Let's go, they are on the fourth floor."

Ye Kong followed behind in a daze, and after a moment of trance, he finally secretly rejoiced: This wave of sneak shots of blood is not a loss.

The two walked to the stairs on the fourth floor, and before reaching the corner, they could hear laughter erupting from the laboratory in front.

It's just a magical sound.

Xia Ci paused in front of the door, then turned to Ye Kong and asked, "Are you sure you want to go in?"

"Sure," Ye Kong leaned forward, put his hand against the door and knocked a few times, "Open the door, we are here to inspect the work."

As soon as the words fell, the voices of ghosts and ghosts came suddenly. Boss Huang hid behind the door covering his chest, and asked tremblingly, "Who are you?"

Ye Kong: "You handsome brother Kong."

Boss Huang waved at Xiaopang, the rice bucket behind him, signaling them to hide behind the curtains, and opened the door only after everything was ready.

Ye Kong poked his head in and took a look, and found that there was no one else except Boss Huang, "Aren't you rehearsing? Where are you?"

Boss Huang suppressed a smile: "Brother Kong, you'd better go 36 times. I'm afraid I'll scare you."

Ye Kong: "What the hell?"

Xia Ci went in and looked around. Apart from some torn packaging bags, there were also a few school uniforms that fell from the stool on the ground. He walked to the curtain and pulled it tentatively——

"Fuck..." The strong visual impact forced Xia Ci to cover his eyes and squat on the ground to relax.

Fan Tong and Zheng Wenwu came out of the curtains coquettishly, as if walking a catwalk show.

Deep V-shaped neckline, tall and graceful curves, bell sleeves leading the fashion trend, silver shimmering skirt, plus a heroic and masculine face...

A visual feast, very modern, very alienated.

Ye Kong squatted down next to Xia Ci, and he was not feeling well.

Boss Huang leaned against the door, slapped his thighs with a smile, and did not forget to announce: "The following is our number one Fatty!"

The curtain on the other side was opened with a "swish", and Wang Zhuoli put the curtain on his shoulder again, making a classic Marilyn Monroe look, pouted and shouted: "Little man~"

"..."

Xia Ci felt that he had entered a flowery Pansi hole, and at this moment, he wanted to hit someone.

"Brother Ci, calm down!" Boss Huang hurriedly comforted him, "What do you guys think? Will the school celebration party be blown up?!"

Ye Kong: "Fried! I suggest you apply for the finale with Old Xiong."

Huang He's eyes lit up: "Really? Is he that handsome?"

Ye Kong nodded, and said very sincerely: "Really, because if you are the first to perform, the audience may be blown away by you."

"..."

"What do you think, Brother Ci?"

Xia Ci didn't dare to look up at Xiaopang again, and lowered his head and coughed, "It's ok... not bad."

Xueshen's affirmation, everyone felt very motivated, and quickly lined up, waiting for the singing to sound.

Xia Ci and Ye Kong leaned in front of the door, covered their mouths and tried to hold back their laughter, and when the music started, they collapsed completely.

"You know I still love you baby, And it will never change, I want no body no body but you..."

Five "sexy" old men change positions with ease in front of the hypothetical microphone, and their dancing postures twisting with the frequency of the music are also in place, plus the greasy expression of "butyou" firing love bullets.

Ye Kong said: It absolutely blows up the audience, and I strongly recommend inviting other classes to come and watch.

At the end of a song, the seven people couldn't stop panting, five of them were tired, and the other two were laughing.

Before leaving, Boss Huang told the two of them not to reveal the show, otherwise everyone would not be surprised, nor would they laugh so happily.If you can't impress everyone, then this week's hard work will be in vain.

Ye Kong made a guaranteed deal with him, and then quit for dinner with Xia.

On the way to the cafeteria, Xia Ci still couldn't stop laughing, this was the first time he saw such a scene, it turned out that No. [-] Middle School had never allowed such a party.

On the surface, he didn't pay much attention to the upcoming school celebration party, but in fact, he was already looking forward to it.

Ye Kong bumped into Xia Ci from the side, "What are you laughing at? Tell me to smile too."

Xia Ci answered directly without thinking: "I laugh at you for being stupid."

Ye Kong raised his arms to wrap his arms around him: "You fucking... don't laugh."

Ever since Ye Kong told Lao Ji that he was going to take the art test, he has devoted himself to studying steadily. He studies a little every day, and every point he can get is a point. Now no matter how the king Xiao Daji and the canyon elf summon him Back to his playful heart.

In the evening self-study, he was writing letters for Li Hua again, and when he was touching, Xia Ci handed him a copy of "Universities in Various Places" from the side.

"There are many universities that are suitable for you, and I have listed them all," Xia Ci said, "The scores of recent years are written next to it, please take a closer look."

Ye Kong remembered that he had been reading this book all day, and it turned out that he was helping him find a school, and his heart suddenly softened, wave after wave of emotion, "You are so kind at the same table!"

"By the way, let me read it for you," Xia Ci said goodbye, "...tell me what you want to take the exam."

Ye Kong smiled, Gao Lengfan's arrogance, you can see through it without telling it.

The classroom was very quiet, and there were very few voices discussing issues in this class, except for the occasional sound of pages being turned.

Most of the students were lying on their stomachs to catch up on sleep, Xiaopang only ate half of the assorted jelly in his hand, and fell asleep unconscious.

Everyone was very tired, and they were all busy at the final party of the third year of high school, leaving some deep memories for each other.

Xia Ci finished writing the comprehensive test paper and was about to answer the answer when his ears suddenly became cold and an earphone was plugged in.

Ye Kong adjusted the volume to a moderate level, signaling him to listen carefully.

The tone is a bit low, but the rhythm is strong. This song sounds familiar, but Xia Ci can't remember where he heard it. He only remembers saying it was very good at the time.

A pair of headphones connected to two people, obviously only three minutes and 16 seconds of the song, but it seems to have been listening to it for a century.

After a brief silence, before Xia Ci had time to ask the title of the song, Ye Kong leaned over and frowned, lowered his voice, and asked in a coaxing tone: "The party the day after tomorrow, can I sing it to you?"

The author has something to say: Xia Ci: Heh, you thought I didn't know you were secretly filming me?

Ye Kong: ...

Dark mouth!Liar!

Starting from 8!Kavin is late again orz thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!