Tomorrow can be expected + extra episode

The audience clapped their hands in time with the rhythm of the chuī, and the cheerful tune achieved a 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. "

Light blue jeans, pure white shirt, pure white sneakers, a long figure, 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.

☆、Chapter 21

"Ah, listen to Jane, you know, we just started screaming when we saw you on stage in the backstage. This dress of yours looks so good on you!"

"Thank you"

Only then did Jane see Chen Can behind Jiang Chen, and she couldn't help but thank her for her praise.

Jiang Chen was fascinated by Jane Ting who was wearing a red dress in front of him, and it took him a long time to calm down. Realizing that Jane Ting was looking back at him, Jiang Chen reluctantly pulled out a hand and said hello.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"give you."

Jiang Chen handed all the flowers in his hand to Jane Ting.

Seeing that the bouquet without wrapping paper was sent out, Jiang Chen couldn't help but want to explain.

"This... sorry, I didn't prepare it in advance. I just remembered it before the party, so... there is no time to pack it."

Jiang Chen stared at the bouquet of flowers, feeling more and more embarrassed.

"It's ok."

Jane took the flowers with a smile and lowered her head to smell them.

"That's nice too. And I like it, thank you."

"It's...it's okay, as long as you like it. Today...is great. You are...beautiful today."

"Thank you."

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On the last day of 2006, the lingering warmth of the New Year's party still hasn't dissipated.

Not only Jiang Chen, many students in Beicheng No. [-] Middle School were still immersed in last night's New Year's party, or immersed in their appearance.

Beautiful people are also talented and always get more attention.

Even the students who missed watching the New Year’s Eve party yesterday had heard about the “school beauty” and “school grass” of the first grade (the new class was freshly released last night) in the early self-study.

The morning self-study in Class 2, Senior [-] was extremely lively.

The English teacher qiáng emphasized "quiet" several times to no avail.The students below the podium were still looking for gaps not being noticed by the teacher, discussing yesterday's New Year's party in low voices, especially the classmates who are almost the center of the school's topic at present-Wu Lei and Jane Ting.