Chapter 963 Want to Go to the Ruins

There were nine programs reported by the class, but only three passed the rehearsal, and two groups were to be determined.

There are only so many resources, and the teacher in charge of the rehearsal must also make proper arrangements to strive for even rain and dew, and every class will participate in it.

However, some classes, such as Class 8 in a year, perform very well, and all five programs can be selected, but others have to be given a chance. At this time, there will be undecided programs.

The result... is still pending until the beginning of the art festival.

It's over.

"Students, we will go to the studio hall in two minutes. If you have to go to the toilet again, hurry up now. When you get there, don't walk around or make loud noises. The show lasts for about two hours. After the end, our vacation will begin. , here, the teacher wishes everyone a Merry Christmas in advance, a week long holiday, just after the New Year's Eve and the start of school, have fun, go back to school and study hard, and strive for this final exam, we will be the first in eight classes a year."

Bai Yilin said a few words eloquently, which also won a lot of applause.

He is very popular and his classmates like him very much.

After speaking, many students went to the bathroom one after another, returned to the class to gather, and came to the studio on the top floor together.

Many classes were already sitting inside, and according to the teacher's instructions, they came to the central area on the left and sat in two rows.

"Zhang Yumeng, Liu Xiaoxin, what are you doing here, there is no place for you here, go backstage and get ready, and come back after the show is over."

Seeing the two of them following, Bai Yilin said amusedly.

"Ah, I forgot."

As soon as Mengmeng finished, she stood up again, and walked to the backstage with that classmate.

Ten minutes later, at exactly three o'clock, two men and two women, four outstanding student hosts from the third year of junior high school came on stage.

M: Dear leaders, ladies and gentlemen.

Female: Dear teachers and students.

Together: Good afternoon everyone!

Very simple opening remarks, and then the first male student on the left said enthusiastically:

"On this colorful day, we are welcoming the No. 1 Middle School Christmas Art Show again. Open your mind, express your feelings, raise your sails, and show your literary talent."

"..."

There were a lot of balabala, and then several people said at the same time:

"Next, we invite our principal Wang to give a speech for the art performance. Welcome!"

The principal came to the stage and said something briefly, and the show officially started.

At this time the fire escape at the back door.

"Can we go in like this?"

Zi Yan whispered: "Are we secretly sitting in the back row? Will there be no place?"

"Let's not sit in the back row, but sit on the top."

Zhang Han said with a smile: "Anywhere is fine."

As a result, when they entered the venue, the few people standing at the door turned a blind eye to them. The two of them seemed to have turned into ghosts and floated to the ceiling, 50 meters away from the stage.

Juice, snacks, sofa, coffee table...

Zi Yan pursed her lips: "What I think is where should we sit secretly and watch."

"..."

Soon the first show will start.

It's a poetry recitation with music,

A top student in the key class of the second year of junior high school, the music is very melodious, and his expression is full of intoxication.

After three seconds, start reciting:

"I once dreamed of walking across the world with a sword in the green mountains, but I didn't know that I had too much homework..."

The faces of several teachers turned black.

But who knows, the words that followed were a turning point, and the praise made many classmates and teachers on the field laugh again and again.

The opening episode was still pretty entertaining.

The second program is a chorus, sung by eleven people.

Soon, the third show, the fourth...

At the beginning, everyone was talking about it, and there was a wonderful

The skit, as the excitement of the audience, after that, some programs felt dull and boring.

In particular, some students, facing thousands of people, are so nervous that they make mistakes as soon as they take the stage. This kind of situation also happens.

Finally, most of the show is over.

"One after another, the red and purple have become dust, and the sound of cuckoo is the new summer."

"I believe many people like summer."

"The next program will be related to summer. I invite Zhang Yumeng, a student from Class 8 of the first year, to bring you a song last summer."

The arena was still very quiet, with only a little noise.

You can sign up for this program.

Zhou Lei grinned, put his right hand on his mouth, and whistled loudly.

"Awwhh!"

Many students in the third grade of junior high school cheered, driving the rhythm of the audience, with thunderous applause, welcoming Mengmeng who is about to perform.

The clothes Mengmeng is wearing are more hip-hop, her hair is tied behind her head, and there are a few braids.

On the stage, the lighting effect is not bad, and many people in the audience can be seen clearly. Unfortunately, there is no big screen. Except for some people in the front row who can see their cute appearance, the people behind cannot see clearly.

This does not prevent some people from taking out their mobile phones to record videos.

Boom!

When the accompaniment sounded, Mengmeng followed Ziyan's movements, moved slightly twice, took a few steps forward, and began to sing:

"What is there to wait for, what is there to be sad about? The people in this story are not very exciting. The summer has gone and comes back, but the people are no longer there. It repeats my turbulent patience..."

The song has been out for a while, but it's not very popular. Zi Yan felt that the melody was good, so she decided on this song.

As a result, with Mengmeng's unique timbre, the whole stage seemed to come alive.

After a song is sung, the lingering sound curls up.

Then there was thunderous applause.

Even Zhang Han is applauding vigorously.

"thank you all."

Mengmeng smiled mischievously, and left the stage happily.

There are thousands of people singing on the stage. This kind of experience is not bad, but it is not fun to go to the ruins.

"Come on, Mengmeng's singing is really nice too, isn't it?"

The little horse sitting next to Zhou Lei waited for his eyes: "I can't imagine it, you have a beautiful voice and a sweet voice, you are a primary school girl! Brother Lei, you have a high vision, you can sing and dance, you are good at studying, you are versatile, it is perfect! !"

"It's perfect, without blemish."

Zhou Lei stared blankly at the stage, and murmured: "Unfortunately, she is not something I can expect."

"What? Extravagant hope? Why do you say that?" Xiao Ma was stunned suddenly.

"Ah, no, it's nothing." Zhou Lei came back to his senses and gave him a dry laugh without explaining.

But in my mind, I recalled what my parents and elder brother said to me, Zhang Yumeng, who has a strong background, let alone you, even a child from a top family like the Luo family would not dare to provoke him, as long as you really like it, don’t stop , but you can only like it in your heart, if you can make her like you, that's your skill, but you can't harass her...

That's what it means, you can like her but not chase her, you can make her chase her back, but is this possible?

Zhou Lei felt that it was difficult.

But at least try.

Bei Jinnan's situation is similar to his, and he also thinks so at this time.

As everyone knows, his parents are watching the program above, and if they say something light, they are afraid they will be punished.

"Brother Lei, I just recorded a video, the singing is really good, post it on the school forum?" The pony thief said, "Let the guys in the high school see it too, there is a heaven-defying little beauty in our junior high school, she sings beautifully .”

"what ever."

So Xiao Ma laughed cheaply and uploaded the video on the school forum.

Comments and clicks were very few at first, and at night, it started to multiply.

five o'clock

Twenty minutes, the art festival was a complete success, the end, and the holiday began.

"Mom and Dad, have you been to the scene?"

Mengmeng got into the car and asked with a smile: "I also experienced the feeling of my mother on the stage. It was a little exciting. I was nervous at first. It was very fun."

"Of course we went to see it. The performance was very good. It exceeded my mother's expectations. It was amazing." Zi Yan praised.

"If it's fun, why don't you play as a star too? Dad sponsors you, makes records for you, makes movies for you, and lets you win the best trophy in the world." Zhang Han laughed.

"Being a star?"

Mengmeng's big shiny eyes didn't even blink, she thought for a while, then she shook her head: "No, we all have big stars in our family, one is enough, I still want to be a heroine."

"Then let's be heroines, queens." Zhang Han echoed.

It caused Zi Yan to reveal a helpless smile.

Just get used to it.

After returning to Crescent Mountain, having dinner and playing for a while, the family of three, Zhang Guangyou and others were all in the back mountain.

Mengmeng's big eyes were erected, observing for a minute, then sneaked to the front hill, the villa below the castle:

"Uncle Feng, is Uncle Feng here, Uncle Feng?"

"Mengmeng is here, why are you looking for him?" Liang Mengqi walked to the first floor wearing kitchen clothes, looked at Mengmeng and smiled, "Your Uncle Feng hasn't come back yet, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, I'm going out to play then."

Mengmeng turned around and ran, arrived at Muxue Villa two minutes later, opened the door on the first floor, and whispered:

"Aunt Xue, is Aunt Xue here?"

"So quiet, do you want to do something bad again?"

The voice came from behind.

"Ah!" Mengmeng was startled, and turned around quickly. After seeing Mu Xue, she hugged Mu Xue's arm: "Aunt Xue, I have something to tell you."

"What is it, so mysterious?" Mu Xue looked at Mengmeng suspiciously: "Did you find someone who secretly sent you to the ruins, and then came to find me? I can tell you, don't even think about it." , you little girl, don’t lie, on this mountain, not a single ant can escape from your father’s palm, let alone us, he is the Great Demon King, we are too young to be opponents.”

"Forehead?"

Mengmeng froze for a moment.

I don't even know what to say, how can I guess so accurately?

"Hehehe, look at how cute you are." Mu Xue couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I'm not cute, you are cute! Hmph, I don't like you anymore."

Mengmeng pursed her lips and snorted heavily, immediately let go of Mu Xue's arm, turned around and left.

"All right, all right, your dad needs to nod for this matter, let's go find him."

Mu Xue was funny, so she walked two steps quickly, holding Mengmeng's hand and running towards the back mountain.

"No, what if my mother doesn't agree?" Mengmeng shook her head: "No, I'll go to my father secretly at night."

"It's okay, my wife is reasonable, as long as the master nods, she won't refuse." Mu Xue said carelessly.

"It doesn't seem to be the case."

Mengmeng muttered, and pondered again.

Forget it, let's just ask.

"dad!"

When they got close, Mengmeng let go of Mu Xue's palm, ran to Zhang Han's side quickly, and sat on his lap, leaning against his chest, very tired and crooked.

"Want to go out to play tomorrow?" Zhang Han said with a smile.

How could the scene just now escape Zhang Han's eyes.

"Aunt Xue wants to go on an adventure with me."

"Going to the ruins again?" Zi Yan stretched out her slender arms and pinched Mengmeng's face: "Are you addicted to going to the ruins now?"

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