Chapter 418 Prepare for the Show (2)

But how is it possible?

The new hatred and the old hatred added up, and An Ruoyao hated Song Yaoyao to death.

And now who doesn't know that Song Yaoyao is the boss of the third class? Everyone listens to her?

"Yaoyao, you—"

Song Jingwan's eyes quickly flashed with surprise, she took An Ruoyao's hand, "Don't mess around."

"Hey! What am I doing wrong? I just said it casually, don't take it seriously."

An Ruoyao knew her friend, she was good-natured and kind. If she found out, she would probably feel guilty.

She was the only one who also regarded Song Yaoyao as her younger sister.

If Song Yaoyao were her sister, An Ruoyao would have taken care of her long ago!

"real?"

Song Jingwan held the skirt in doubt, but still refused to believe it.

"Oh my Miss Song! Of course it's true, do you see if I just came in? Even if something goes wrong, they have offended too many enemies, what does it have to do with me? Don't you allow me to talk too much? Addiction, curse it?"

An Ruoyao rolled her eyes and quickly pushed Song Jingwan into the compartment.

"Hurry up and change, if it's inconvenient, call me, I'll be watching outside."

In the cubicle, Song Jingwan shook off her long skirt and smiled.

That would be best-

Make the curse come true.

*

At the same time, the men's locker room is much simpler.

Han Jun, who was driven by the ducks on the shelves, had no partner, and the stand-up comic was just talking. He finally chose to sing a song.

I took a slightly more serious suit from home and put it on, and then got some hairspray and scratched my hair.

All done!

"Hey Brother Xun, I'm a little nervous, what to do-"

Han Jun rubbed his legs and grinned nervously, "It's the first time I've been on stage to perform. I usually only sing it on ktv. If I don't perform well after waiting. You said she wouldn't hit me, right? Her little fist. Come down, I'm afraid I will die."

"Ah."

Shen Xun crossed Erlang's legs, squinting and playing with the lighter, which he closed and opened again.

The faint blue flames made Han Jun panic even more.

He licked his lips, "I kinda..."

"Brother, do you want water?"

Before the words were finished, a strange boy came in carrying water and threw a bottle to Han Jun. Then he ignored him and went straight in to divide the water.

Han Jun caught it and shook his hand, "Thank you, brother."

He opened it and gulped down half the bottle.

Shen Xun wanted to stop it, but it was too late. He frowned and looked at him coldly.

"You can drink. If you want to go to the toilet later, I'll take you to the stage and let you perform in public."

"Pfft-cough-cough-cough!" Han Jun spit out a mouthful of water, "Brother Xun, what are you doing?"

He just drank water. Although it was really cold to drink this water in winter, he usually drank it every day.

Shen Xun put away the lighter, stood up and walked out, "It's best to be fine."

Han Jun shrugged, looked at the half bottle of water, did not dare to continue drinking.

This performance is very important, if he dares to drop the chain, without the help of others, the third class can beat him out!

*

Class three, you help me, I will help you, and the makeup will be done soon.

They changed their skirts and came out, and saw Song Yaoyao helping the girls in the drama tidy up their skirts. The arrogant little girl on weekdays is now crouching on the ground in a small ball, which is very cute.

Tang Xinrou pulled her up, "Hurry up and change your skirt, auntie, you're the only one left!"

"Wait a minute," Song Yaoyao smoothed out the folds of her skirt, then stood up and changed her clothes.

Xu Yue leaned aside and complained, "Does she have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"