Chapter 110

If possible, put the book on the shelf, it is convenient for you and supports me, thank you very much!

The atmosphere between the two brothers who walked out of the noodle shop was not harmonious, Mei Yiliang walked ahead without saying a word, the cigarette in his mouth was on and off, making him a little uncertain.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Even in the provincial capital, there were no people on the street at this time. Under the dim street lights, the two brothers walking back and forth were long figures, but they never overlapped.

Mei Yiliang stopped under a street light, and ignored Mei Guoping who followed and smiled at him, "When are you going to set up a decoration team?"

His original deep voice seemed to become extremely cold in the cold winter night.

"Fourth, what are you talking about? When did I say that I want to build a decoration team?" Mei Guoping said differently.

"Aren't you too impatient?" Mei Yiliang ignored what the second brother said, staring at him, as if asking him, but also as if answering by himself.

"You are thinking too much about the fourth child. I just want your second sister-in-law to have something to do when she comes to the province. Besides, this will not affect my brother and the others." Mei Guoping knew what his brother meant and justified his behavior just now. But looking at his younger brother's black and white eyes, Mei Guoping felt a little flustered, his eyes dodged unconsciously, and looked into the distance.

On the way home after closing the store, the joy of knowing that the revenue was more than a thousand for the first time seemed to have disappeared, and Mei Qiuping was also very dull. Feng Yuxuan talked to her several times, but she ignored her.

From the bottom of her heart, she really has no secrets about the few brothers she helped her parents bring up. She originally thought about whether she would also help Guosheng and his family open a store when the business here stabilized. Now the sisters Among the few, his family is simply farming in the countryside, and life is the most difficult.

As for the second and third children, they will also drive at that time, that's fine.

But she didn't expect that her second child mentioned it less than a week after her own store opened. No matter how she thought about it, she felt bored and flustered.

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Feng Yiping is a little bored now.

There is only less than half a month before New Year's Day, and I don't know which school leader suddenly slapped his head, and then decided to hold a New Year's Day party on New Year's Day this year, and not only one school will hold one, but every class will have one .

After the notice was issued, the literature and art committee members of each class got busy, and Zhang Qiuling was the first to find Feng Yiping.

"Why are you looking for me?" Feng Yiping looked puzzled, "When you come to my place, you should look for Wen Hong first!"

The innermost Wen Hong, who was originally stern, smiled a little after hearing Feng Yiping's words.

Zhang Qiuling didn't know if she had such an idea in the first place, or if she had a great ability to adapt on the spot, "You don't need to look for Wen Hong, she will definitely make a show. Among the boys, you have to overdo it."

After hearing such words, Wen Hong was of course happy, and turned her head to watch them arguing with a smile.

Sister, you are so witty, even if I provoke you like this, I can't draw out the disaster.

"Among the boys, Zhou Liwei is the one who takes the lead. In such a group activity, if he doesn't go ahead and say what he said, I will be the first to agree. Let's go, I will help you find him."

Feng Yiping wanted to get up and leave, but was pressed on the stool by a pair of fleshy hands. He looked back and saw that it was Xiao Zhijie, an unprincipled guy, who actually looked at Feng Yiping and smiled shamelessly when he did such a thing. Careless in making friends!

Despise you!

"Let's talk about you first," Zhang Qiuling smiled, as if to say, your little thoughts are under my control, don't try to escape.

"No one in your Zhang Da Writer School knows, no one knows. At such a moment, of course you have to go on stage to make face for our monitor." Zhang Qiuling said.

"Woman, look at me. I'm not very good-looking and I have a bad tone. When I come to the stage on such an occasion, don't say I have a long face. It's good if I don't lose face. Let me go! It's appropriate for me to applaud and applaud below. It should be done on stage. You and Wen Hong, people with both sex and art, come on!"

"Okay, you Feng Yiping, you dare to choreograph me, don't you?" The book in Wen Hong's hand was thrown at Feng Yiping on the spot. They have watched a lot of costume dramas, and they also know that it is not a good word to use both sex and art on girls.

"Well played," Zhang Qiuling applauded, "Don't shirk, we all know that you are talented in literature and art, this time you have to take the lead in singing a song no matter what."

"Why am I only interested in literature and art, why don't I even know about it?" Feng Yiping asked.

"You write so many novels, and you say you have no talent in literature and art. What's the big deal about singing?" Zhang Qiuling looked like an idiot.

It's really your sister... sister, why is writing a novel connected with literature and art? Writing a novel is writing a novel, singing is singing, so don't put up a fight at all!

Later, the mother of a simple-minded pianist said to a well-known female film and television star, "My son is an elegant artist, how can she be worthy of an actor."

So Feng Yiping arrogantly said to Zhang Qiuling, "Writing a novel is writing a novel, singing is singing, please don't equate them together, okay!"

"Don't talk about that, I'll fix it for you, sing a song!" Zhang Qiuling interrupted him impatiently.

"You're trying to drive ducks to the shelves, you're trying to pull strong men!"

But Feng Yiping's protest was useless. They have the vice-principal's father and the head teacher as the backstage, so they don't care about him at all.

It can be seen that it is not necessarily a good thing that this person is too good, and I want to find him when I am in trouble.

"Then I can't do it alone, I have to find someone else." Feng Yiping looked at Xiao Zhijie behind him, and made a request to Zhang Qiuling. If you want to see my good show, then I will drag you into the water together!

"No problem, as long as you are on stage, it's fine if you need someone to tell me." Zhang Qiuling was very straightforward now, she got him done, and then she and Wen Hong also made a deal, either a song or a dance.

Then she took the notebook to find other people, and Xiao Zhijie shamelessly followed behind to be his pawn.

Although it was a trivial matter, Feng Yiping took it seriously.

He can't help it, he doesn't want to be as nervous as the guy who sang "Sailor" at the Youth Day Gala held in the village last year. With his current state of mind, if he stands on the stage and is laughed at by a group of teenage children below , then he really doesn't know where to put his old face.

So after 502 at night, he rummaged through the tapes in the drawer and searched for them several times, but he couldn't find anything suitable.

"True Hero" is actually not bad. It just came out not long ago, and it has not been sung by various people on various occasions. It is a bit appropriate for a few children who are about to take the entrance examination to sing.

But he immediately dismissed this idea. The male students around him are basically in the period of voice change, and the second half of the song is still quite high-pitched. When he thought of the four broken gong-like voices, he was out of breath. screamed on the stage, "Seize every touch in life," and turned a lyrical and inspirational song into an original rock.

For the physical and mental health of teachers and classmates, and for the honor of Class 1, Grade 2, forget it.

Why don't you go up and say a few jokes? It’s not reliable. He usually tells a lot of jokes, but most people don’t understand them except Teacher Zhu, and they all turn into cold jokes. It’s completely conceivable that you tell jokes on stage, and you can’t enjoy yourself. Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. You look at me, and I look at your embarrassment.

Then let’s sing, Wang Jie’s "Prayer" is good, it sounds good, and it’s easy to sing. It doesn’t have to be like Wang Jie’s low-pitched bass, and it’s okay to sing with the only alto that he can control now. And this song has just come out, so it's quite suitable for young people like them. Although they can't even control themselves, they have the world in their hearts and are full of beautiful imaginations about everything.

But, I need a female duet, or should I find Huang Jingping?

Thank you very much for your support, and thank you very much for the reward from book friend Xiao Li Bianzhuan!