Tomorrow can be expected

On the afternoon of the 30th, the first graders of Beicheng No. [-] Middle School were studying by themselves without any scheduled classes.Because, the main force of the New Year's party basically comes from the first grade of high school, where the current learning atmosphere is relatively relaxed.

Jiang Chen originally wanted to take Lin Xue to watch the rehearsal of the New Year's party, but the school auditorium was closed, and there were guards at the door, and non-participants were not allowed to enter.

Jiang Chen felt extremely regretful and had no choice but to go back home.

The New Year's party will start at 19:[-].

At 6 p.m., there was already a long line in the aisle outside the auditorium.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Chen, who was still hesitant at first, immediately decided to use the VIP ticket given to him by Jian Ting to enter the arena, and chose to give the other ordinary ticket in his hand to a classmate who did not have a ticket.

There is also an exclusive channel for VIP tickets for the New Year's party.

At the main entrance of the auditorium, there are crowds of people holding ordinary tickets on one side, and VIP audiences who don't have a queue and only come here once in a while.

Considering that he didn't have to queue up, Jiang Chen only set off for the school auditorium 15 minutes before the opening. When he got near the entrance, he was surprised by the strong contrast between the left and right teams.

Spectators holding regular tickets were only allowed to enter the auditorium 10 minutes before the opening, while spectators holding VIP tickets came and went as they pleased. Jiang Chen checked the tickets and walked into the auditorium under the envious eyes of the long line of people.

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The seat number on the ticket corresponds to the middle of the second row, a very good position, Jiang Chen is very lucky.

It's just that the auditorium is still empty, and the two rows of VIP seats are empty, and there is no one else except myself.

Jiang Chen carefully unscrewed the mineral water bottle in his hand, took a sip of water, and calmed down his nervousness.

She tried her best to pretend to be natural and looked around, then looked back pretending to be calm, and began to stare at the back of the front seat in a daze.

It was really difficult to wait for the audience to enter the arena.

Noisy cheers interrupted Jiang Chen's emptiness. As the crowd poured into the auditorium, the originally empty space was instantly filled by the crowd.

Where there are people, there is sound, and the originally silent auditorium was instantly filled with human voices and became noisy.

But in the VIP seat in the front row, Jiang Chen was still alone.

Sitting abruptly in the middle of the front row, it looks lonely.

It wasn't until 2 minutes before the opening that teachers holding VIP tickets entered the arena one after another. Several student cadres who worked in the Youth League Committee and the radio station sat on Jiang Chen's left-hand seat.

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When entering the arena, Jiang Chen received a playlist.

According to the content of the program list, Jane Ting's program was arranged to be the penultimate program in the New Year's party appearance sequence, and became the finale program before the end of the chorus.

"Piano Singing, Calligraphy Performance"

The title of the program is very simple.

The opening program turned out to be a collaboration between Wu Lei and Chen Can, which surprised Jiang Chen.

But after thinking about it for a while, this arrangement should have been favored by many monitors.Their class leader, the sunny boy, still has a considerable number of fans in the school, and it may not be certain which fans are eager to see Wu Lei appear.

Before Jiang Chen finished studying the program list, the opening music that suddenly came to his mind reminded the audience that the show had officially begun.

Jiang Chen came back to his senses and focused on the stage.

She brought a mobile phone and a SLR camera with 100% battery power, just to record the best moments that happened on the stage.

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Accompanied by the aggressive sound of the guzheng, Wu Lei also entered the stage.

His appearance drew cheers from the girls.

Jiang Chen noticed the smug smile on the corner of Chen Can's mouth.

This woman is obviously swearing.

His face is like jade, his body is like a pine tree, he is as graceful as a frightened bird, and as graceful as a dragon swimming.

Fate whispers to the warrior: You cannot withstand the storm.The warrior responded in a low voice: I am the storm.

This is the impact of Wu Lei's brisk and flexible folk dances on the audience.

His dancing posture is strong and soft, stepping on Chen Can's zither sound, neither coquettish nor artificial.

The moderate combination of power and beauty immerses the audience and makes people enjoy it.

It was not until the zither stopped and the strings stopped vibrating that the audience below the stage seemed to wake up from the program that traveled through ancient and modern times.

A moment later, the applause that resounded through the auditorium shook in the air and lasted for a long time.

Jiang Chen applauded involuntarily, for Wu Lei and for his "good tablemate".

The applause continued.

She is proud that in such a short period of time, two of her classmates contributed a very high-level stage performance to the gala.

"Wu Lei, I like you!"

The girls who couldn't stand the temptation made the audience laugh out loud, and for a while the auditorium below the stage became a stage for another confession.

The faces of the teachers in the front row were rarely angry.

They smiled at each other helplessly, as if feeling the vitality and innocence of youth.

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When he was in elementary school, Qian Siyuan joined the school's brass band, and he was able to master basic music theory knowledge.At this party, he collaborated with the seniors of the art class in the third grade of high school.

The two trumpeters stood in the center of the stage, nodding to each other.

Taking a deep breath, the clear sound of the trumpet spread all over the auditorium in an instant.

The audience clapped their hands in time with the rhythm of the playing, and the cheerful music achieved joyful interaction.

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After the two programs, the host of the New Year's party finally appeared on stage.

The crowd burst into cheers, Wu Lei and Jane Ting turned out to be the hosts of the New Year's party.

Jiang Chen was really shocked.

She missed so much just because she didn't watch a rehearsal?

The sophomore seniors teamed up with Wu Lei and Jane Ting to form the four-person host lineup for the New Year's Eve party. The very handsome host of the first grade group attracted discussions among the seniors as soon as they came on stage.

"Dear teachers, dear students..."

Although it is still an old-fashioned and official host string, perhaps because of the host's appearance, the audience is obviously more patient, and even began to expect this string to be longer.

Jane Ting controlled the rhythm of hosting with ease.

Wearing a solid-color light white dress, the bottom of the skirt is knee-length, similar to a summer cotton and linen dress, with a waist-cut style, which makes her figure even more proud.

Long hair shawl, slightly curly hair tail, slender hands, eyes like a moon god, smile like a star.

Considering that it was still a campus party, the four hosts unanimously appeared on the scene wearing sneakers.

Jane Ting's white sneakers paired with her dress made her even more fabulous.

The villain in Jiang Chen's heart had already imagined that he would go on stage and present N bouquets of flowers to Jane.

Excited, even a little annoyed that there are no acquaintances around.

She wanted to be like the audience around her, holding her friend's hand and shouting loudly.

Jiang Chen finally remembered that he could record everything in front of him with a SLR camera after talking about half of the words on the stage.

"Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack"

Jiang Chen pressed the camera shutter button repeatedly.In her eyes, every moment is a beautiful moment.

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However, the happy time is always short. In a blink of an eye, the party has come to an end.

Jane is going to play!

Jiang Chen became excited again.

Qian Siyuan and Wu Lei helped Jane Ting move the Zhang Fang table to the stage, and then they returned to the side of the stage to take out the supplies Jane Ting needed for calligraphy.

The crowd began to chatter, and Jiang Chen heard Jane Ting's name mixed in many words.

It seems that everyone knows that the next finale will be Jane Ting.

But until the stage was fully illuminated by the lights, Jane Ting did not go on the stage.

The female student who played and sang on the piano sat alone in the right area of ​​the stage. She sat in front of the piano and played the repertoire.

It should be arranged, Jiang Chen thought.

She diverted a little attention to the song that the girl on the stage was playing and singing—"Those Flowers".

"That piece of laughter reminds me that those flowers of mine are quietly blooming for me in every corner of my life. I thought I would stay by her side forever. Today we have left. The sea is vast."

The familiar tone is Jane's voice!

Jiang Chen watched as Jane Ting came out from the background door in the middle of the stage, holding a microphone in his hand, singing quietly.

She didn't dare to blink anymore, for fear of missing a moment.

"They are all old, where are they, we are like this, going to the end of the world."

Jane Ting stood in front of the calligraphy table and tapped the floor to beat the accompaniment music.

"La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la. "

Light blue jeans, a pure white shirt, pure white sneakers, a long figure, a clean face, standing on the stage, pure and flawless.

A girl with a simple ponytail, with a slight smile on her lips.

The audience was silent, leaving only her singing.

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After singing her participle, Jane Ting returned to the square table silently and started calligraphy.

The eyes of the audience were almost attracted to her, staring at her and watching her movements.

Lift the brush, sway freely, and feel comfortable like the wind.

The music stopped, and the six-character regular script appeared on the rice paper:

Where there is a will

The audience burst into applause.

A few male students disregarded dissuasion, crossed the isolation belt, and jumped onto the stage from the side of the stage to lay flowers.

The student staff who organized the party immediately stopped from the side stage and accepted the flowers instead of Jane Ting.

Jiang Chen regretted that he didn't prepare the bouquet in advance, at least he could give it to Jane after the end.

She suddenly thought of the flower shop opposite the school gate, and she could still see it open every night after self-study.

Jiang Chen picked up the playlist again and confirmed the final chorus.

The duration is approximately 9 minutes.

She immediately made up her mind and left her seat with a hunched waist.

Jiang Chen ran away without stopping, all the way to the flower shop in front of the school.

She kept praying in her heart, "Must open the door."

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The florist has only one bouquet left.

Several white roses are matched with several sunflowers.

Jiang Chen paid the money, grabbed the torus and ran back. Fortunately, when he returned to the entrance of the auditorium, the chorus was still singing.

She didn't go in again, Jiang Chen was worried that bringing flowers in would attract the attention of others.

She stood by the flower bed not far from the entrance of the auditorium, waiting for the end of the chorus and the end of the party.

"This is the end of the New Year's Party of Beicheng No. [-] Middle School. Thank you for watching, thank you everyone."

Finally, the host announced that the party was over.

Jiang Chen raised his foot and walked towards the No. 2 door leading to the backstage of the stage. It was already this time, and she believed that there would no longer be dedicated staff guarding the door.

Sure enough, there was no staff at the door, and the door was still open.

Jiang Chen walked straight into the backstage corridor, just as she was looking back and forth to find Jane Ting's figure, a familiar voice appeared beside her ears.

Jiang Chen thought over and over again, and finally divided a few flowers from his hands cruelly, and then walked towards Chen Can in search of the sound.

"Oh my god, Jiang, did you prepare Huahua for me?"

"Give."

Jiang Chen said that he was actually very reluctant.

Chen Can happily jumped over and caught the flowers Jiang Chen handed over.

"Thank you dear. But I would have been more satisfied if you had come up on stage to give me flowers just now."

"Don't push yourself too far."

Jiang Chen rolled her eyes, she actually wanted to ask Chen Canjian which lounge she was listening to the most.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen's vision blurred and he entered the darkness.

The eyes are covered by a pair of bare hands, and the tip of the nose can clearly smell the fragrance of hand cream.

The owner of the hand didn't make a sound, but Jiang Chen was stunned.

Until the unbearable chuckle reached Jiang Chen's ears...she couldn't control her mind, her heart started beating violently again.

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The hands covered in front of his eyes were kindly taken away by the master, Jiang Chen reluctantly opened his eyes with flushed cheeks.Blink once, blink again.The eyes are no longer blurred, and finally adjusted.

Turning her head suddenly, Jane Ting was one step away in a red dress.

The peach blossom in my heart is differently red.