Chapter 400 Do You Believe Me?

Song Yaoyao smiled, "I don't care anyway. Since you are in the talented team, you have to come up with a show for me. As for what it is, you can think for yourself."

Shen Xun: "I'm dying."

Han Jun: "I'm already dead."

Helpless, Shen Xun was lying on Song Yaoyao's table, his sword brows almost wrinkled into a mountain, "Brother, can you be accommodating?"

He raised his eyebrows and told him to hit someone, he promised to hit wherever he wanted.

But the show? Sorry, he has never set foot in this field.

Song Yaoyao looked at him silently and refused to write on his face.

The delicate little face is full of seriousness.

Shen Xun rolled his throat and said, "I'll give you the money."

Song Yaoyao curled her lips, "Deal."

Han Jun: "??? Then what should I do?"

"Jun'er," Shen Xun, who was successfully released, was in a very good mood. He licked his lips and reached out to touch Han Jun's head, "You must learn to be strong when you grow up."

Han Jun had tears in his eyes.

I am vulnerable today.

So in the end, the first two shows have been decided and the last one is pending.

Han Jun, who resisted incompetence, slammed his head on the table and said in a muffled voice, "If it doesn't work, then it's really only a cross talk."

only……

Stand-up comedy, the difficulty is really too high.

The concubine can't do it!

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The program is set, and the next step is rehearsal.

Class 3's learning tasks are very urgent, so the rehearsal time can only be set after school.

In fact, Liyang has various music classrooms and dance classrooms, but after entering the third year of high school, few people go there.

Including Song Jingwan.

And now, all of a sudden, the classrooms are overcrowded.

Even after school, they are still firmly occupied.

"The first class is too much!"

Tang Xinrou walked out of the classroom with someone, she frowned, her face flushed with anger.

"At this time of year, the entire rehearsal room is occupied, and no one else has a chance to grab it. I brought people over to see it just now, and they are still there."

Song Yaoyao put away the pen, "Then what?"

"And mysteriously pulled up the curtains so that everyone wouldn't see what they were rehearsing. Hehe..." Tang Xinrou put her arms around her chest, "Is it rare for the old lady to know?"

After saying that, she came over angrily and rubbed Song Yaoyao's face fiercely.

"Anyway! This time we can only win! We can't lose! If anyone is dragging their feet, I will break his neck!"

She slammed her hands together and made a twisting posture, with a vicious look, and the eyelids of the people who looked at it jumped.

"Well--"

Song Yaoyao broke her hand, her face was rubbed red, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Rourou, don't do this!"

She combed her hair, "Then rehearse in the classroom. We'll rent a venue outside tomorrow."

Song Yaoyao didn't like arguing with people on these matters.

"But—" Tang Xinrou said sullenly, "I can't take this breath!"

"Then work hard during rehearsals."

A glint of envy flashed in Xu Yue's eyes, she came over and handed the phone to Song Yaoyao, "For dancing, I recommend the popular Lirenxing recently, but it's very difficult. I've learned it before, and I can help you with the movements. Everyone is slow, but if you can dance well, you can definitely amaze the audience."

Vaguely, everyone felt that Xu Yue seemed to be really different.

"You...are you serious?"

Questions were raised.

Xu Yue doesn't care, she only cares about how someone sees her: "Song Yaoyao, how about you? Trust me?"

It was quiet in the classroom, and the snow did not know when it started to fall again.

no respond.