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Although Xu Ting was relieved by him, although he was less nervous, he was still awkward.

"Song Ji, can I... Do you regret it... I don't want to go up to perform..." He pursed his mouth, looking a little shameless.

Seeing his aggrieved look, Song Ji thought he was cute and a little funny.

"It's okay, the big deal is that everyone won't blame you if you jump and smash it. Originally, you could be said to have suffered on behalf of the male compatriots in our class! You are already a hero we support!"

Xu Ting was amused by Song Ji's statement of distorting the facts, and gradually relaxed.

The auditorium in X can hold 6000 people.

At six o'clock in the evening, the auditorium was already full of people, and the head teachers of each class took the students to sit in the designated area.

This time, many parents also came, and they all sat on the other side, chatting and discussing their children.

A few minutes before the opening of the party, several leaders of the school accompanied the cadres of the provincial education bureau to enter the arena, and sat in the first row under the stage covered with red silk and solid wooden chairs.

The judges and faculty sat in the back rows.

In the highest stands were a few classes that were unlucky in the draw.

However, it does not affect viewing.

X Middle School is full of peaches and plums, and alumni who have been rich and powerful in the past donated two very magnificent electronic display screens when the construction of the new auditorium was completed, which were installed on the left and right sides of the stage.

When drawing lots to determine the seats, Song Ji represented the past.His luck was not bad, and he was drawn to the center right position.

After visiting Xu Ting and other performers in the class backstage, he is now controlling class discipline.

It could be said that the auditorium was in full swing at this time, and Song Ji had to raise his voice to make everyone quiet.

As soon as 06:30 arrived, the incandescent lights suddenly went out, leaving only a few bright beams shining on the stage.

Girls in light blue and light red evening gowns presided over the show, and two boys in black suits presided over the stage together.

After introducing the present leaders and several judges, and reading a few opening remarks as usual to set off the atmosphere, the party officially began.

The order of performances is by grade level.First, the students from the first year of high school will perform.

Class ten's program was scheduled at a later time in the entire evening.

There are 20 programs in the evening, and not every class has the opportunity to perform.

As early as the rehearsal review, the next half was already brushed.

Xu Ting and a few classmates who were also in the backstage got together to review the opening and exiting positions, and had a final rehearsal.

The program of the party has inherited the high standard of X Central.

Talking about cross talk, acting in sketches, foreign classic stage plays, dancing folk dances, Latin, hip-hop and even tap dancing.

The handsome kid is sitting on a high stool, playing the guitar and singing a sad love song while propping up his long legs.On the other side, a man and a woman interpret life and death.

In the Chinese-Western ensemble, girls in cheongsams sit cross-legged and play guzheng, pipa, two-player, flute, and boys in suits playing piano, violin, and saxophone together to present a perfect performance .

Soon it was Xu Ting's turn to take the stage.

After the host's linking words were finished, the background music of the drunken concubine played.

Xu Ting took a deep breath and prepared to go on stage.

Song Ji suddenly woke up from the state of mind wandering after hearing the host's announcement about Class [-], and turned his eyes back to the stage.

The students in the class also became serious, applauding and shouting excitedly, supporting Xu Ting and the others.

The male and female lead singers looked at each other affectionately.

When the female lead singer sang the line that love and hate are in an instant, Xu Tie, who was wearing a large red brocade imperial concubine dress and a wig with gold tassels, slowly came out with her cloud sleeves twirling around.

The camera focused on him at once, and his figure appeared on the left and right big screens.

In fact, it was already the second half of the party, and the enthusiasm of the audience was almost raucous.

But the bright red palace attire immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Although Xu Ting is not tall among boys, only 173cm, but with a bun, it is still very eye-catching.

Although his skeleton is not the thick type, compared with the average girl, he can still see the difference.

There were discussions in the audience, and everyone began to realize that Xu Ting is the reverse character in this show.

This is relatively new in tonight's show, because in the cross-dressing shows up to the sophomore year, there are usually female and male acting in skits, singing and so on.

At most, a show with men and women is just dancing with a girl group.

But there are still no Chinese classical dancers who wear imperial concubine costumes like Xu Ting.

Because this kind of challenge is very difficult, ordinary boys will have a strong sense of disobedience when they serve women in ancient costumes, and no one will try it lightly.

Xu Ting leaned against the male lead singer and danced around, with a smile on his lips, his face was slightly flushed, and his eyes were downcast.

She even showed the shyness of a girl.

But that shyness is not particularly obvious, so it doesn't show twitching.

The neon clothes and feather clothes sing and dance for you several times.

The dance steps became enthusiastic, and the bright red hem covered the steps, and gorgeous flowers bloomed under the body.

The wide sleeves are thrown down, and the arc drawn by them flickers across the face.

Mawei Poxia is willing to die for true love.

He left the lead singer, walked to the side alone, and suddenly leaned over and fell to the ground, as if he was too drunk.

Shooting from an overhead angle, the palace costumes on the screen are layered on top of each other, and there is a sense of loneliness and sadness under the dim blue light.

Who knows that my love is cold.

In the sad female voice, Xu Ting slowly stood up with his back to the audience, and the bright red palace dress came alive again.

He covered his face with his sleeves, turned his head, his half-covered face was full of sadness.The red cloud sleeves contrasted his pale face.

Love and hate are boundless, ask you when you will fall in love

Under the heavy palace attire, his arms with dancing sleeves gradually sank, no longer soft and nimble, and looked unbearable.

Drunk in the king's arms, dreaming back to love in Tang Dynasty.

One of the accompanying dancers who looked like a court lady handed over a white jade jug and props.

Xu Ting took it lightly, and knelt down on the ground, pretending to be drunk and drunk.

The cloud sleeve of the left hand hangs long on the ground, and the camera moves with Xu Tiao's figure, and finally freezes on his face.

Xu Ting raised his eyelids for the only time, staring at Kongwuwu indifferently, but there were tears in his eyes!

The song ended with thunderous applause.

Compared with the girl, Xu Ting's dance is not perfect,

His arms and waist are not as soft as girls.

The actions are a bit blunt and green, but the nobleness and coldness brought by this greenness is different from the gentleness of women, but it has a unique taste.

Xu Ting stood up and bowed to everyone.

Class Ten fell into a weird silence. After a few seconds, everyone reacted and screamed.

"I... I... go!"

"Just now... that was Xu Ting, right? It was him, right?"

"Xu Ting can dance so well!"

"I almost cried, Xu Ting is fine!"

"Yes, yes, no sense of disobedience!"

Zhou Qiwei in the same dormitory: "Xu Tie...he...can't tell! He still has such a magical skill!"

Zhao He: "Hey! You said we messed with him back then, but who knew it was really right! Hahahaha."

Chen Jiafeng: "How do I feel... um... Xu Ting dances better than girls, and I can't tell the taste."

Zhao He: "I want to bend, I want to bend! Ahhhhh!"

Chen Jiafeng calmed down: "Come on, it's okay for you to say that you want to bend in an upright manner. It's dangerous to keep silent. Maybe you're thinking about it in your mind! Hahahahahahahaha."

Uh. . .

. . .

The three of them realized belatedly. . .Song traces seem to be still there. . .Nothing happened.

Turning his head, Song Ji glanced at them coldly.

"I said it casually, I said it casually, don't mind, don't take it seriously. Squad leader!" Chen Jiafeng clasped his hands in front of his chest, bent down and bowed to explain.

Song Ji rarely responded with a hum.

Because, he was still thinking about it until just now.

At the end of the evening party, everyone returned to the dormitory.

The light was on, and Xu Ting was already in the dormitory.

He had already taken off his clothes, removed his bun, and changed back to a white t-shirt.She was wearing shorts and washing her face in the bathroom.

Taking the makeup remover cotton borrowed from a girl in the same class, and pouring some makeup remover, Xu Ting roughly rubbed it on his face indiscriminately.

As soon as Song Ji came in, he looked at Xu Ting, a rough guy. His style of painting changed too fast, and he couldn't react for a while.

As soon as the others saw him, they walked over to praise him. Xu Ting responded with a bit of embarrassment while wiping his face.

It was almost ten o'clock at this time, everyone washed up, turned off the lights early and went to bed.

It was quiet in the dormitory, and the exhausted Xu Tan was frightened all night, fell asleep immediately after falling out of bed.

The other three didn't pretend to be anything, and at this point they had reached the usual sleepy time, and they didn't hear the sound for a long time.

Song Ji was the last to fall asleep.

He kept thinking about how Xu Ting danced tonight, tossing and turning until he had no energy before falling asleep.

After the New Year's Eve party, the school's post bar was lively for a while, and Xu Ting also caused a lot of discussion.

When he walks on the campus, occasionally classmates who rub shoulders will talk about him, "Hey, isn't this the boy who danced the chaise longue in the [-]th class of high school?"

"It seems to be him. There is a big difference between wearing a school uniform and that day."

"But she's pretty handsome too! Thinking back to that day, she danced really amazingly."

"It's not bad! I still have the impression now."

Xu Ting was very uncomfortable when he first became the object of discussion.

Every time I hear a compliment, I feel shy and uncomfortable.

During that time, he even asked Song Ji to bring him lunch.

He tried not to wander around in the school as much as possible, and stayed in the dormitory and classrooms all day writing questions, which just happened to make up for the neglected study in the rehearsal program some time ago.

The days that followed slowly returned to normal.

The school work is really heavy, and the New Year's Day party is just an adjustment in the boring study for the students.

Everyone is back under pressure, forgetting about the amazing performance that night, and preparing for the upcoming final exam.

Xu Ting was finally relieved, he would never agree to such a thing in the future.

Everyone said that he danced well, only God knows how nervous he was at that time, according to the method Song Ji said, he never looked up from the audience, and sweated layer upon layer. Fortunately, the palace costume was thick and he couldn't tell.

In the aftermath of this incident, Class Ten's program won the second prize, a red flag from the elegant class and a bonus of [-].

Teacher Liu praised Xu Ting and the others emphatically in the class, and let them divide the [-] bonus among themselves.

But after this party, the relationship between Xu Ting and his classmates gradually improved, as if he had finally integrated into the class.

The relationship between him and Song Ji became more and more intimate. The direct expression was that Song Ji's address for him changed from Xu Ting to Ting Ting, and even a few people in the same dormitory also called him this way.

Song Ji invisibly brought Xu Ting into the circle of boys in the class that he had never experienced since he was a child.

Every day after class, we go to the cafeteria to eat together, and play ball together before evening self-study.

He is not good at playing basketball, so he always does things that don't consume much energy, such as referee scoring.

After getting to know him better, everyone accepted his less talkative and introverted personality.Occasionally, the contrast brought about by his surprising words will also make a group of people laugh.

Song Ji and the other three in the same dormitory dragged him to run together after evening self-study.

At the beginning, he ran 800 meters as if he wanted to leave his soul.

They didn't mock him either, leaving him to walk slowly, and when he was tired, he went to the starting point and waited for them to go back together after running.

In this way, Xu Ting's physical strength gradually improved, and he was able to jog 1500 meters.

The weather was already very cold, but he went back to sleep warmly after running every day.

This year, I didn't have a cold. This was the first time I grew up this big.

Time passed quickly. After the final exam, Xu Ting started his first vacation after transferring to another school.