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"Art Week will be next month. There are different themes from Monday to Thursday. There is no compulsory participation in the art show on Friday afternoon, but I hope you don't miss it. Tickets are purchased on the first floor of Building 20, 30 yuan each. Also You can invite students or parents from other schools to watch, and the price will be [-] yuan more. In addition, I hope that everyone will actively sign up for the show. If the show passes, you don’t need to buy tickets, and you can also get free tickets. Details can also be Look at the promotional poster, and if you have any questions, you can ask me."

After standing on the podium and saying this series of words, Qian Xian took a breath, feeling thirsty.

The students in the class listened very carefully, after all, it was very different from their junior high school activities.Qian Xian had also been shocked before, that she had so many activities.It wasn't until she went to the United States that she realized that Linshui High School was just an imitation of American High School, but it was a fact that it was indeed very popular with students.

Everyone is a freshman in high school, so they don't know much about these activities. After listening to Qian Xian's overview, they are still digesting.

"Goddess Qian, why do you need tickets for the show? Shouldn't school activities be free?" A boy raised his hand and asked.

"Isn't it because the school doesn't give money and the students are so poor that they can only earn our money!" Wang Yuntong is pretending to be a know-it-all again.

Qian Xian glanced at Wang Yuntong and answered the question: "The art week activities are planned by the student union. The school just cooperated with it, such as allowing posters to be posted, wearing private clothes, and borrowing venues. As for the budget, it is the student union's own business. It will cost money to borrow equipment and clothing from outside." After Qian Xian finished speaking slowly, she added with a smile: "Also, call me Qian Xian."

"Oh fine."

"Qian Xian, if you don't go to the art show, can you go home on Friday afternoon?"

Qian Xian smiled slightly and shook her head slowly: "In that case, you should be able to study by yourself in class, and - when others are discussing, you won't be able to get in the way."

"Oh! Then I'd better go..."

There were a lot of people asking questions, and Qian Xian couldn't handle it. She suddenly thought of a way and said, "Everyone, read the poster carefully first. If you have any questions, you can ask Hong Si. Well, she is my assistant. If she doesn't know Then ask me again."

Hong Si stared at Qian Xian in astonishment, who is your assistant!

Hong Si is from the planning department, so she already knew the situation, and when someone came to ask her, she was just able to answer, which saved Qian Xian's trouble and took advantage of her mouth.

Returning to the seat, Shan Liu pulled the stool to her side.She shook her sleeves and looked excited: "Qian Qian, in view of our tacit cooperation in military training, I formally invite you to sing with me at the performance!"

Qian Xian: "... Sundae, I will be in charge of arranging the performance. If I also perform, it will be very busy."

Shan Liu pouted and looked at her, "We can use the weekend to rehearse, okay! You know how I sing without you!"

"Promise her, I will help you if you need help." Fu Jingcheng's voice came from behind.

Qian Xian turned around, glanced at her, then lowered her head in consideration.

"I like to hear you sing." Fu Jingcheng said again, in such an indifferent voice, but what he said made Qian Xian's heart beat faster.

"Okay sundaes, but rehearsals are only available on weekends. Besides, other people are in charge of selecting works, so we may not be able to pass them."

"Yeah! That's great! Why can't you be here, your voice is so beautiful!"

Qian Xian smiled lightly, but her heart was already full of joy because of Fu Jingcheng's words!

Inside the basketball court.

Holding the ball in both hands, Fu Jingcheng took off and pushed the basketball before the highest point.The strength was just right, and the basketball fell into the basket with a perfect arc.Shan Liu pursed her lips, grabbed a ball and threw it out, not to be outdone. "BANG" hit the backboard.

"Shan Liuliu, what are you doing! If you break it, will you pay for it?" The coach was attracted by the voice and looked over, and said, "Oh no, who told you to practice jump shots? Go squat and jump for me!"

Shan Liu left depressed.

Taking advantage of the coach's hold on to Shan Liu, Fu Jingcheng ran to Qian Xian and sat down next to him, took a sip of the water Qian Xian handed him.Slightly messy hair was wet with sweat, and a few strands of sideburns stuck to the side of his face. Looking down, his swallowing throat was sliding up and down... Fu Jingcheng raised his head, and Qian Xian swallowed his saliva on his fair neck.

He shifted his gaze in a panic, and couldn't help but look back a second later.

Fu Jingcheng put down the water bottle and found that the people around him were staring at him, so he turned his head and smiled at Qian Xian.

Qian Xian looked at Fu Jingcheng's smiling face and was slightly startled. Her brows and eyes were always indifferent, and she often frowned slightly, so that she gave the impression of being serious and cold.

Qian Xian raised her hand to wipe off the sweat from Fu Jingcheng's forehead.

Fu Jingcheng looked at her.

Qian Xian immediately reacted and withdrew her hand, a little at a loss.He stood up and said, "I'm going home first."

The wrist was pulled, and Qian Xian looked at Fu Jingcheng suspiciously.

"Wait for me a little longer, it's over soon."

Qian Xian hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly, and sat back on the bench.

After a while, Fu Jingcheng greeted the coach and ran over: "It's over, wait for me to get off and go change clothes."

Fu Jingcheng came out in about 5 minutes, and went home with Qian Xian.

Autumn is crisp and the weather is no longer stuffy. This is Qian Xian's favorite weather.

There are fallen leaves all over the road, and there is a clicking sound when stepping on it.

"Autumn is my favorite season." Qian Xian said softly.

Fu Jingcheng turned his head to look at her: "What about spring?"

Qian Xian shook her head and replied, "I hate spring the most."

"why?"

"I like the transition from warm to cold. Moreover, winter is so long and difficult, and there will always be an illusion of being overwhelmed. Then spring will seem hard-won, and the expectation will become long." Qian Xian said to herself. As he spoke, he didn't notice that Fu Jingcheng was staring at her.

"Do you want to sit in the park for a while?" Fu Jingcheng asked suddenly.

"Huh? Okay..."

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Due to the number of words, I had to divide it into two chapters, see the parents in the next chapter! ! !

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