He's playing first grade again

On New Year's Day, lights and festoons were put on, and in order to highlight the atmosphere of the Chinese festival, many things with traditional elements were displayed, and the program was adjusted at the same time.

From that morning, Lin Jian accompanied Teacher Zhou to start the review, and the review continued until the afternoon.

Ning Xuan is relatively proficient in computers, Lin Jian directly took Ning Xuan out of the third class in the name of the school.

Ning Xuan looked at his sweaty appearance, thought something happened, and quickly asked: "What's going on?"

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Lin Jian hugged him, and smiled slowly: "It's okay, there is a person in the logistics who was with Jiuxiao before, I was worried that he would cause trouble for me, so I called you here, you are in charge, I Feel more at ease."

Ning Xuan nodded. After learning about the project, he will personally check and play the background video of the large LED screen.

He noticed that after seeing him sit in front of the team, Jiuxiao's younger brother looked a little shy.

The New Year's Day party was held at 07:30 in the evening. The auditorium was very beautifully dressed. After all the students were seated, the school leaders took their seats one by one under the leadership of the Miss Etiquette.

Lin Jian was accompanied by the chairman of the student union, the French school leader and the principal of No. [-] Middle School were in the middle, and Lin Jian stepped aside to be in charge of the program on stage.

During the official speech, Teacher Zhou suddenly arranged for the host to welcome friends in French, and the hostess anxiously recited this sentence on one side. French is different from English, and even if it was just a sentence, the hostess stammered a bit when she was nervous.

Seeing that the hostess was about to finish speaking, and the hostess was waiting for a long time to get ready, the people who urged the scene urged Lin Jian to see that the girl's eyes were all stained.

I had no choice but to whisper into the headset: "Tan Qing, Tan Qing, get ready to play."

The girl named Tan Qing tightened her skirt nervously, and replied: "Xue, senior, I'm afraid of making a fool of myself."

Lin Jian hurriedly came to the stage, frowning and asking.

From Ning Xuan's angle, he saw Lin Jian's tight jaw line. He was wearing a hat, with a pair of narrow eyes squinting under the brim, standing at the side of the stage looking at the script.

After a while, he turned his back to Ning Xuan, faced the curtain, and seriously prepared the manuscript.

The female host came on stage first, and after a show, Lin Jian came on stage as the host. The young man was tall and slender, put away his cynical attitude, smiled, glanced at the host speech, and expressed his welcome in French in a calm and unhurried manner.

The leader of the French school sitting in the center was the first to applaud, spitting out a bunch of words, his brows were brimming with joy, and his expression became more and more joyful.

Lin Jian answered a few words with a smile, and broadcast the next program in Chinese.

Ning Xuan, who was in charge of technology on the side of the stage, heard the gasp of surprise from the logistics students behind him.

"My God, did he just speak French?"

"I don't know, I didn't understand, it's not English anyway."

"That's French. Didn't you see that the assistant of the French representative gave him a thumbs up?"

"When did he learn it?"

"Is it just now?"

"Why do I feel that we have misunderstood student Lin Jian?"

In the auditorium of No. [-] Middle School, there will also be parents sitting in the back row to participate in the New Year's Day party.

Because of her son's conflict last time, Wen Ling had been carefully caring for Lin Xiu. This time she accompanied her personally. When she learned that the person in charge of the party was Lin Jian, she was slightly surprised.

But when that ignorant child whom they elders looked down upon stood on the stage and spoke a language she didn't understand vigorously, her heart thumped, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

When did he learn these languages?

Could it be because of talent?

A parent beside him asked Wen Ling: "Isn't this your child? He speaks French quite fluently."

Wen Ling smiled awkwardly: "Maybe I learned it by myself."

Others didn't ask any more questions.

Wen Ling's shoulders trembled a little, but she was still calm. Lin Xiu beside him was different. The louder the loud applause for him, the more jealous he felt.

In the past, he didn't care at all, and even felt that Lin Jian's street atmosphere was not enough of a threat to him. Now, it seems that his gradually improving grades and hidden language talent have made him gradually startled.

What will Dad do when he finds out?

When Lin Jian stepped down to sit with her, the school leader asked in surprise, "When did you learn French?"

Lin Jian licked his lips: "Isn't there a homonym?"

Temporary arrangement, specially marked with homophonic Chinese characters, regardless of whether his pronunciation is accurate or not, Teacher Zhou means to let the other party feel his enthusiasm.

The school leader said "Oh" slowly, is it a homonym?

Mr. Chang, who has studied French in the university next door, also praised: "It's too standard."

Lin Jian sat with the school leader for a while, and watched the show for a while, then went on stage in the name of the person in charge, stood at the side of the stage, walked around behind Ning Xuan from behind, and locked his arms around his neck.

From outsiders' point of view, the two boys were just fighting, but Ning Xuan felt his heart skip a beat, and looked up at him: "Why are you here?"

"Come up and see you."

The logistics staff immediately offered a chair for Lin Jian to sit on.

Lin Jian pulled over the chair, sat directly next to Ning Xuan, opened a bottle of water, and handed it to him subconsciously, Ning Xuan took a sip, and Lin Jian took a sip from the mouth of the bottle.

"Did you just speak French?"

"Yeah." Lin Jian replied seemingly unintentionally.

"When did you learn it?" Ning Xuan asked curiously.

Ever since he came to this school, he has heard bad things about Lin Jian, a scumbag and so on. Since he showed off his flamboyant physique last time, he suddenly broke his perception of him as a scumbag.

"Hey," Lin Jian raised his arm, leaned his elbow on his shoulder, and let out a helpless breath, "Student masters are all forced out. I am the person in charge of this show. It's time to play."

What he said was calm and calm, and it looked like that.

Ning Xuan didn't continue to ask, Lin Jian grabbed a handful of candy, picked out a nice one, peeled off the candy wrapper, Sai Ning asked, "Are you tired?"

"Fortunately."

"It must be very tired. Look at the back row. The seniors are sitting in the back. They seem to be sitting, but they are actually studying. I feel a little sorry for arresting you." Lin Jian leaned his head on Ning Xuan's shoulder, slowly Lifting his lips, a tired voice drifted lazily from below to Ning Xuan's ears, "However, I can only find you."

His voice was tired and weary. In the week before New Year's Day, Lin Jian was busy almost from morning to night, his throat was a little sore, and there was a layer of tired blue under his eyes.

Ning Xuan felt sorry for him, "Don't worry, I'm behind you."

Lin Jian rested for a while, raised his head, and put his big hands on his shoulders: "Are you sore?"

"well enough."

"I'll give you a pinch."

He stood up, pinched Ning Xuan's shoulders with equal strength, and pinched his waist by the way, "Go home and treat you well."

Ning Xuan bit his lower lip with the tip of his teeth, and glanced at the others in a panic: "Farewell, sit down."

The two exchanged for a while, when someone came up to him, Lin Jian hurriedly stepped off the stage.

The program continued in an orderly manner.

In the middle of the show, it was Ning Xuan who gave the speech. He didn't like makeup, after all, he was only speaking on behalf of the school.

Sitting in the same row as the leader, Lin Jian took out his phone without hesitation, and took a few photos of Ning Xuan speaking.

He was wearing a school uniform with a dull and calm face. On the big screen was his handsome face, meticulous. After a bow, there was endless applause from the audience.

Lin Jian leaned on the seat with all his strength, tilted his head, and looked at Ning Xuan with an inexplicable smile.

The school leaders then introduced Ning Xuan to the French representative.

Lin Jian looked at the introduction of Ning Xuan in his hand, and only then did he know that Ning Xuan was too competitive. He was the national champion of the Youth Mathematical Modeling Contest, the champion of the Provincial Physics Competition, and lived a good life. A photo, in the photo, that is a noble young master.

However, he was curious that there was no introduction to his national physics competition here. He asked the teacher around him, and the teacher around him raised his eyebrows: "It seems that something happened to his family at this time."

Lin Jian's heart skipped a beat.

Ning Xuan once told him calmly about the situation in his family.

He narrowed his eyes, and his high mood instantly sank.

Afterwards, he watched the show absent-mindedly until someone notified that it was his turn. Lin Jian didn't want to put on makeup, so he was forced to temporarily draw his eyebrows and put on dark eyeshadow. He refused to wear lipstick.

Seeing that they will be on the show soon, Huang Lili sent someone to invite Ning Xuan over, Ning Xuan kept a cold face, without saying a word, grabbed a piece of lipstick: "Don't move, I'll put it on for you."

Lin Jian stopped obediently, with a very strange expression.

Huang Lili watched him put on lip color, and smiled with satisfaction: "How can you not put it on? You see that other people are wearing makeup, so you just put on lipstick. This lip color is very light, and you can see that celebrities put it on when they are on camera."

Ning Xuan bent over, and carefully complained while painting: "It's the first time you paint someone, don't lick it."

Seeing him finish painting, Ning Xuan couldn't help but smile.

He put lipstick on Lin Jian more as a pleasure to retaliate against him for letting him wear a short shirt.

The cunning in his eyes did not escape Lin Jian's capture.

What else can he do?

Accept your fate.

The boyfriend's first time, he kept it.

Huang Lili smiled and said, "Sip it, right, this lipstick is very light in color."

"Why do you need to paint it light?" Lin Jian was puzzled.

"It will make your lips move when you put it on. It's super photogenic, trust me." Huang Lili said with a smile.

Lin Jian turned her head directly to Ning Xuan, and asked with pouted lips: "Do you have the urge to kiss Fangze?"

Ning hung a black line on his forehead: "..."

Huang Lili looked at this embarrassing scene, and quickly laughed twice: "Brother Jian, this question is hard to answer."

Ning Xuan waited in the audience, responsible for taking pictures of Lin Jian.

Lin Jian's dance can be said to be the finale, and all the teachers and students in the school came here for this male dancer.

The hostess reported the program with a happy smile, and as expected, the audience applauded continuously, and the screams of the girls were comparable to groundhogs.

All the lights went black.

The atmosphere condensed, Ning Xuan took a breath.Waiting for the show to start.

When the track was released, it was obviously not the prelude to "Gentleman", but the song "Shy Rose"

Ning Xuan frowned, in the dark, he couldn't figure out the direction, his forehead and temples jumped, and his intuition told him that the person at Wen Jiuxiao's side had switched on the computer.

He didn't expect that he didn't move all night and made a mistake while waiting for Lin Jian's show.

Lin Jian on the stage also heard something wrong.

Someone close to him asked, "Brother Jian, what should we do?"

Lin Jian curled his lips indifferently: "Go on."

It's not that I haven't learned it.

Isn't it just a joke.

The lights gradually turned on, and the provocative figure was ruthless and uniform.

The audience in the audience was just stunned for a moment, and then, like a pig slaughterhouse, regardless of male and female voices, they shouted loudly and without embarrassment.

"Lin Jian, ah, ah, ah—"

"I can ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Lin Jian!!!!!!"

"Brother Jian, you are the best!!!" He Tao choked out his voice.

This dance is so coquettish, only Brother Jian can handle it.

Fortunately, after the lights were all turned on, Ning Xuan came to the stage, exchanged a glance with him, and adjusted the track.

After the group of gentlemen bowed, they heard the tune of "Gentleman".

Everyone who thought the dance was over was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, there was even a dance!

Instantly full of blood and resurrection!

"Damn it, Brother Jian is hiding everything!!!"

"Oh my god, this hip-twisting, I'm too good at it."

"Black, black abstinence, why does it look so lustful?"

After Ning Xuan adjusted, he stepped off the stage.

keep watching.

The people on the stage are tall and slender, with a black oversize style, the rhythm of the dance music is heavy, the lights are colorful, and the movements of the hips are stepped on the point every time.

Lin Jian's expression couldn't be seen clearly under the black hat. He was cool and handsome. In the last movement, he bit his lip and lifted his clothes lightly, revealing a section of firm and tight abdominal muscles, white and seductive.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I can't do it!"

"The blood tank is empty ahhhhhhh!"

"Oh my god, I was teased, I was teased."

"Such a coquettish dance, it's only brother Jian who danced with such vigor."

"I can, I can! Senior, I can!"

One after another of whistles, one after another, pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

Ning Xuan couldn't sit still because of the teasing.

That raised eyebrow was completely directed at him.

The clothes that were lifted and hips pushed were also facing him.

The implication is not to be too obvious.

Ning Xuan tightened his face nervously, and after it was over, his entire face was flushed red.

Lin Jian stepped down to invite him, looked at his appearance, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Ning Xuan remained silent.

"Is it hot? If it's hot, I'll go out with you for a while, and there will be a teacher's show later."

Ning Xuan followed him out.

When passing through the corridor, Ning Xuan heard people on both sides saying "Lin Jian is so handsome".

He was a little embarrassed, for fear that these people would see something.