After the cannon fodder fell into my arms

fifteen,

The north wind is blowing, next week is New Year's Day.

And the day before New Year's Day happened to be the anniversary of Beichuan High School.

Since the establishment of Beichuan High School, it has only been [-] years. It cannot be said that it has a deep foundation, but it is also because of this that the school pays special attention to these so-called activities that can enhance the foundation and gather students' feelings.

The two festivals were celebrated together, and even their senior high school students were able to take a three-day vacation by switching back and forth.

Before that, however, there is one more problem that needs to be resolved.

This Monday morning, the members of each class went to the student union for a very rare meeting.Their high school student union seems to only really exist at this time of year.

At this moment, Zhou Jie, the literary and art committee member, stood on the podium and tapped on the table to attract everyone's attention: "Next Friday is the school's [-]th anniversary..."

"Ah...that's great, don't you have to go to class that Friday?"

"As usual, yes."

"Great, I'm going to buy more snacks to eat that day."

"You don't need to wear a school uniform that day..."

Before Zhou Jie finished speaking, there was a heated discussion below.

Zhou Jie had no choice but to continue: "According to the usual practice, there will be a cultural performance on the night of the school celebration. The school said that it will also invite city leaders and reporters from the city TV station that day. Therefore, each class must perform at least one program."

As soon as these words came out, the noise just now seemed to be fake, and for a moment, the room was filled with silence.

Zhou Jie had expected this result a long time ago.

The sharp eyes swept over the lovely faces below, but where the eyes passed, it seemed as if they were wearing heavy weights, and everyone's heads sank down.

Everyone seems to have the same mentality. They are the most active when they are having fun, and when it is their turn, it is very difficult to bury them in the ground on the spot.

Zhou Jie sighed: "If you can't escape, you must have it. Why don't you think about what to perform at that time?"

"Hey……"

There were bursts of sighs, more than during the math test two classes ago.

"Hey... Last year, how did you perform?" someone asked.

Someone understood: "Why don't we let the people who took the stage last year go, I think our performance last year was very good, very good."

This person's mind of throwing away the burden is really obvious.

"I was a sophomore in high school last year, and I'm in my third year of high school this year. I don't have enough time to study. How can I have time to rehearse and perform?" Someone answered immediately, and it turned out to be the performer in their class last year.

"Yes, yes, I still have to write papers?"

"That's right, who isn't? There are only a few months left for the college entrance examination, how can you have the heart to perform?"

Everyone spoke plausibly and seriously.

It seems that they are not the ones who secretly read novels and sleep secretly on weekdays, and suddenly become a good student of the new era who loves learning.

"Can't we really push it away? Doesn't the school want us to win glory for the school during the college entrance examination? What a waste of time the show is, let those freshmen and sophomores have a few more!"

"Yeah, yeah, how much pressure is there for us to study in our third year of high school!"

Zhou Jie listened to everyone's nonsense with a blank expression, and she definitely couldn't push it, otherwise she would have pushed it long ago.

However, when it comes to learning pressure, suddenly someone is blessed to the heart.

"Speaking of which, there are still some people in our class who don't have any pressure to study at all!"

"Hey...is there?"

Therefore, Gu Siyuan, who was still in the shopping mall yesterday, and was happily watching "Old Master Q" just a second ago, suddenly fell into a big pot.

The literary and art committee looked at him like a savior, and cast them directly.

Dear deskmate Xie Qingxiao didn't even have any love for classmates, so she just covered her mouth and laughed gloatingly.

Gu Siyuan glanced at him coldly, then turned his head to look at the literary and art committee member on the podium with burning eyes, and said out of boredom, "Can you sing, you can still sing a little bit."

Seeing that the important matter was finally resolved, the literary and art committee members dared to make any demands, so they immediately agreed: "Okay, of course."

There was also a burst of warm applause in the classroom, for his escape.

Xie Qingxiao looked at his tablemate very curiously, and said in a small voice, "You can still sing?"

Gu Siyuan glanced at him, and said in a cold voice, "Did you laugh very happily just now?"

Xie Qingxiao pretended not to know, her eyes rolled wildly: "Ah, what are you talking about, am I smiling? Did I read it wrong?"

Huo Yi habitually went to Xie Qingxiao's place to play during recess, and after listening to their conversation, he said with great face: "The god of learning is indeed worthy of being the god of learning, and he hides his secrets well. He can not only play basketball, but also sing, there is no doubt Beichuan High School's number one male god..."

"Three caves of the cunning rabbit, haha..." Xie Qingxiao really laughed out loud: "This word fits the temperament very well."

"What are you talking about? Looking for a fight."

Gu Siyuan was lazily sitting on the chair, not a short distance away from the two of them, now laughing angrily, relying on his natural advantage of long hands and legs, he took "Old Master Q" and knocked directly on Xie Qingxiao's head .

"Oh……"

Xie Qingxiao covered her head, but she did not live up to her reputation for deep thinking. Under the violence, she immediately nodded with understanding, and said seriously: "The three cunning rabbits are wrong, and the number one male god in Beichuan is right."

After finishing speaking, before the person concerned responded, he himself laughed happily again.

Gu Siyuan shook his head helplessly.

This guy has completely let go of his nature, and he is not like the so-called "Flower of Gaoling" in the legend.

The time in the third year of high school passed very quickly.

Yuanxing Technology has finally determined the partner of cooperation, and signed follow-up cooperation agreements with several major manufacturers.

Although the negotiations in the early stage were complicated and long, once the real start was confirmed, sufficient funds were injected, and a large number of professionals were stationed, the small ship of Yuanxing expanded into a giant ship in an instant, and began to operate and sail at a high speed.

In just over half a month, the app they developed has spread to almost half of the colleges and universities across the country, and the next step is to expand it to white-collar workers and above.

And at this time, the last day of the Gregorian calendar year also arrived amidst the fluttering fine snow.

Starting early this morning, the whole school has been plunged into a different kind of enthusiasm and noise.

In the afternoon, Gu Siyuan wore his usual school uniform and suit, and arrived at the auditorium on time. He immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the backstage.

Their class monitor and art committee members came to wait early, and when they saw him, they immediately came up to him and asked, "Xue Shen, will you wear your school uniform to the stage later?"

Gu Siyuan nodded: "Well, it matches the song."

"You sing the school song?" The literary and art committee immediately responded.

Gu Siyuan: "Almost."

The class monitor stared at him like a mother and said, "Xue Shen, don't be nervous after you take the stage, everyone in our class will support you."

Gu Siyuan leaned against the wall, adjusted the tune with his mobile phone, and said, "I'm not nervous."

The squad leader nodded: "It's good not to be nervous, it's good not to be nervous, as long as you play at your usual level."

Gu Siyuan has always been the symbol of their class. Letting such a god of learning perform on stage, the class leader always feels that it is a blasphemy against him, and he is also afraid that if he fails to perform later, it will leave a psychological shadow.

Gu Siyuan raised his eyes, glanced at him and said, "I'm not like usual, I've never performed on stage before."

The squad leader stared slightly, feeling like his heart was about to jump out.

Gu Siyuan continued: "However, I have conducted competitions and lectures in the Great Hall of the People's Republic of China."

The class monitor and art committee member took a deep breath, and instantly relaxed everything. Although he had never watched Gu Siyuan rehearse from last Monday to today, he felt inexplicably at ease.

Gu Xueshen is not in the same field as them at all, so there is really no need for them to worry too much.

The two calmed down, stopped surrounding Gu Siyuan, and started to do their own things.

All the students in Beichuan High School knew Gu Siyuan's name, but not many had actually met Gu Siyuan.

After all, Gu Siyuan basically doesn't participate in any campus activities, and only the classrooms, dormitories and cafeterias are at three o'clock and one line every day. If he doesn't have the heart, there are thousands of people in the school, and it is not easy to meet.

And at this moment, Gu Siyuan was wearing a freshly ironed black suit school uniform. His long legs, nearly 1.2 meters in length, stood tall and straight. His black hair, which he usually manages casually, was specially fixed with pomade today into a stylish big back, revealing The extremely handsome and sharp facial features are unforgettable.

He drank slowly with a cup of hot water in one hand, and sang along softly with his mobile phone in the other. Standing there, he seemed to form a world of his own, and even the air became quiet and clear.

"So tall! So handsome!"

"Is Gu Xueshen so handsome?"

"Not only is he handsome, but he also has a good temperament. Just wearing a school uniform makes everyone feel inferior!"

"Ah... I'm going to ask Xue Shen for WeChat later."

"I want it too, such an overly high-quality Alpha! Whoever lets it go will be struck by lightning!"

A group of Omega and Beta, who had finished their stage makeup, gathered not far away and began to discuss enthusiastically.

In order not to disturb Gu Siyuan, their voices were actually not loud.

But because he was sitting close to the door, Xie Qingxiao, who wanted to see Gu Siyuan's state, was sneaked out of the venue and sneaked backstage. He heard every word clearly.

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