The whole entertainment industry begs me not to drink CP

The stalk of women's clothing is hard to pass, right?

Tubai raised his eyes, and looked at Shen Jianxia silently: "I was also invited to the show by the art troupe, and I'm busy preparing for that recently. I won't participate in the show on the class side, anyway, they don't dance well, I don't want to waste it time."

"Well, that's true." Shen Jianxia looked at Tubai with her chin resting on one hand, and said with a smile.

The answer was obviously within his expectations.

Today's celebrities like to sell character settings, and they also like to choose settings that are completely opposite to themselves for marketing.Shen Jianxia has seen male celebrities set herself up as aloof and unfeminine, and female celebrities set herself up as independent women in the new century, but because they were far from her actual situation, all of them turned over without exception, and they were all overturned on the Internet. Netizens laughed a lot.

Tubai is not designed, what he looks like in front of the camera and on the Internet is what he looks like in real life, very real.

A grumpy, impatient little rabbit.

Maybe...a bit sweet in some cases?

Shen Jianxia was sitting sideways, with her back to the light.But Tu Bai was facing the direction where the light came in. His complexion was already fair, and his skin was taken care of so that it was smooth and delicate, and no blemishes could be seen.The sunlight outside the window fell on him, and his whole body was crystal clear like snowflakes.

"Then I won't speak for them." Shen Jianxia smiled, "It's a waste of time anyway, round it up, just treat it as me begging for them."

Hearing Shen Jianxia's answer, Tu Bai paused.

In fact, when Zhao Ziming came to look for Shen Jianxia just now, he saw it, and he guessed it in his heart. Zhao Ziming probably came here to ask Shen Jianxia to speak good words for him.

For a moment just now, Tu Bai was still hesitating, if Shen Jianxia really asked him, how should he answer.

To help, or not to help?

It's just that she didn't expect Shen Jianxia to be so casual, obviously she didn't want to help Zhao Ziming.

It didn't make it difficult for Tubai either.

"No wonder you've been so busy recently, so you're preparing for the art troupe's program?" Shen Jianxia asked again, "Recently, you go back to the dormitory at night later than me, and you leave so early in the morning to train?"

"En." Tubai nodded, "Anyway, the exam is two months away, so I just took this opportunity to strengthen my practice."

The class bell just rang, and the teacher in charge walked in with the textbooks in his arms. Shen Jianxia didn't ask any more questions. The two ended their rare conversation and took out the textbooks silently.

In the end, Tubai still didn't participate in the class program.

Without Tubai, the entire class program is in disarray.The dance teacher invited by Zhao Ziming is a very poor and irresponsible person. Once the money is in hand, everything will be fine. Whether you like to dance or not, anyway, she will leave work on time, and she will not stay for one more minute. She will not be like Tubai at all. So much attention to these people.

The literary and art committee has completely given up on this show, and she was tortured until she lost her original patience and enthusiasm, and threw all the mess to the culprit.

Now Zhao Ziming complained endlessly, regretting his mistakes.

In a few days, it was the day of the party program review.

All reported programs will be reviewed in the school auditorium in the order listed.

The art troupe has prepared two programs, one is group dance and the other is singing and dancing.Coincidentally, the group dance show "Youth Tour" that Tubai participated in was just behind their class, and the two programs were closely next to each other.

Tu Bai and his teammates went to the auditorium ahead of time, sat in the auditorium, watched other people's performances, and waited for their numbers to be called.

Zhicai Middle School Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, the first trial of a program for a mere school-level party, but it was like a fight between gods on stage.Some talked about cross talk, performed lion dance, performed acrobatics, brought a few large dogs to perform animal taming, and some gods and men even brought gasoline and torches, trying to perform fire-breathing, but were stopped by the teacher in time and confiscated. tools and demerits.

Tu Bai opened his eyes and refreshed his understanding of "capable people and different scholars".

Not only Tubai, but the battle of gods on the stage made the program group of the third and fifth classes of senior high school sitting in the corner tremble collectively.

"It's over, it's over." The literary and art committee member covered his face with his hands in despair, "There are so many people watching from the audience, it would be embarrassing for us to go up."

"It's a death anyway." Zhao Ziming's heart was ashamed, and he even wanted to run away, "Come down after the dance."

Soon it was the turn of Class Three and Five.

Zhao Ziming led a group of teammates who had no idea what to do, and bravely stepped onto the stage.

"Hey, Xiao Tubai, isn't this your class's program?" A freshman dancer asked, "What are they dancing? Waltz?"

Tu Bai, who was reading the novel with his head down, raised his head and glanced at the stage: "Yes."

The choreography and music are still prepared by Tu Bai for their screening.

Unexpectedly, before going on stage, something went wrong with the music that Zhao Ziming copied to the USB flash drive, the files were damaged.

Who would have thought that the chain could be lost at a critical moment, the literary and art committee member collapsed directly, and quarreled with Zhao Ziming in the background.

Others' persuasion and interjection eventually turned into an embarrassing situation where a group of people blamed and complained to each other.

The other students who were waiting in line for review heard the sound of the dispute, and poked their heads out to wait and see.

Tubai didn't know anything, and he didn't care about anything.His beloved Summer was updated in advance for the first time today, and Tubai is enjoying himself, so he doesn't have time to care about others.

In the end, Zhao Ziming managed to find the backup music from the mailbox, which solved the problem.

Everyone was already nervous, and this incident made it worse. They rushed to the stage and got their seats.

The music sounded, and it was barely normal at first, but after a while, people who danced wrong steps, stepped on the partner's feet, bumped into others, couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and forgot their movements...all kinds of problems came out.

The whole stage was full of loopholes, and it was a mess, making a fool of itself.

"Tu Baibai, is your class's program level like this?" A girl next to her laughed mercilessly, "They must regret driving you away, right?"

Tu Bai finished chasing the update, sat down with arms crossed and watched, shaking his head.

It wasn't about holding grudges or ridiculing, he just thought, since he knew he was going to be on stage, why didn't he consider all possible unexpected situations in advance and take countermeasures?

I really don't know whether to say they are ignorant or that they are too confident in themselves.

As long as they can spend more time practicing, they will not dance like this.

After a dance, everyone in Class 10 and [-] of Senior High came off the stage as quickly as possible, wishing to erase the embarrassing [-] minutes just now from their memory.

"It's over, the dance is too bad, it's a mess." Sitting next to Tu Bai, Xiao You said, "Let's go, it's our turn."

Everyone got up one after another, and Tu Bai also stood up, and followed them to the stage.

On the program group side of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School, the literary and art committee member walked out of the door dejectedly: "Stop watching, let's go, it's embarrassing."

"Wait." Zhao Ziming held her back, "Let's leave after watching Tubai's show."

Hearing these words, everyone who was already walking towards the gate stopped and looked back at the stage.

The members of the art troupe are all professional, and the quality of the programs produced is very high, so they can be exempted from the test directly, and coming to participate in the primary election is just a spectacle.

Tu Bai and the others didn't even finish choreographing the dance, they only prepared a few fragments and they came.

They chose to dance the national style dance.

The girls took the stage with identical red folding fans and danced to the melodious ancient music.The girls' limbs are naturally soft, and they fold their bodies into water in the music. Every dance seems light, but in fact it is strong and powerful.

The folding fan seems to have life in their hands, opening and closing with the movement of the arms, making a neat "swish" sound.

Tu Bai didn't go on stage, but stood on the side of the stage and watched.

Because the dance has not been finished yet, there are only fragments. After the girls finished dancing and stepped off the stage, Tu Bai came onto the stage and walked to the center of the stage.

The originally commotional auditorium gradually quieted down.

Many students knew that the pink-haired, tall, handsome boy on stage was a star who had just joined the class.

They held their breath and waited for Tu Bai's performance.

"Could it be that Tubai is a solo?" the art committee member asked doubtfully.

The music is ringing.

The music of Tubai is different from the soft music chosen by the girls just now. The rhythm of the music he chose is more lively and exciting.

He stood in the middle of the stage and casually glanced down the stage, with no expression on his face, but his body began to dance with the music.

The first few dance steps looked ordinary, boys' limbs were not as soft as girls' limbs, but Tu Bai's flexibility was not bad, a few simple dance steps danced smoothly.

It just doesn't seem to have any advantage compared to the girls who moved uniformly just now.

Zhao Ziming snorted unconvinced, and turned to look at the art committee: "It's nothing, I think it's not as good as those girls just now..."

Before the words were finished, exclamations suddenly sounded from all around, and even the literary and art committee members couldn't help covering their mouths with their hands.

Zhao Ziming realized something, and looked back on the platform.

With the increasingly intense music rhythm, Tu Bai's dance steps also accelerated, and his movements became more and more powerful.When the music was about to reach the most intense climax, he straightened his body, as if he had turned into a light fish, jumped into the air, and did three somersaults in a row!

After Tu Bai landed steadily, he tipped his toes, did not even have time to catch his breath, and did three somersaults in a row!

After performing six forward somersaults and rollovers in mid-air, Tubai landed lightly like a weightless feather, and danced a few steps to the music before stopping, which happened to stop abruptly.

Tu Bai put one arm behind his back, the other resting on his abdomen, and bowed slightly to the judges and teachers under the stage.

The entire auditorium was silent.

The audience in the audience were stunned, and even the judges and teachers were stunned. The hand holding the pen was frozen in mid-air, and they forgot to score.

Especially Zhao Ziming, he opened his mouth wide and stared at Tubai on the stage with an expression of "shocking my mother".

Mom, he can fly! ! !

"He, he, he..." Zhao Ziming spoke incoherently, his face flushed, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "He knows light work?!"

Suddenly there was a light pop sound from the side.

Hearing the ridicule, Zhao Ziming turned his head and saw that Shen Jianxia appeared out of nowhere, and he didn't know how long he stood beside him.

Shen Jianxia crossed her arms and stared intently at the young man on the stage, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, her eyes were bright, and there seemed to be strange emotions flowing slowly in her pupils.

The author has something to say: After discussing with the editor, I decided to enter v this Thursday. After v, there will be a series of events every day. Thank you little angels for your support! *^0^*/