The scumbag lied again [System]

On the second day when he boarded the plane, Qu Zaiyang covered his eyes with the blindfold, trying to cover up his swollen eyelids and lost face.

At night, people tend to be emotional, and the god of learning is too meow to cause trouble, so he only cries when the atmosphere is up.

In this way, Ou Zaiyang comforted himself to the school.

The winter camp is also over, and the extra points will be announced after the review by T University.

After wandering around for a few days, Ou Zaiyang went back and was stared at by Li Gengchen and continued to soak in the sea of ​​books.

Qu Zaiyang's mathematics has stabilized now, but subjects such as Chinese and English, which are slow to improve and require a lot of foundation and cannot be supplemented overnight, have become more critical goals for improving scores.

Lao Mu was not in a hurry to dismiss get out of class after class, so he turned on his mobile phone and gave them another magic spell: "Everyone knows what day it is today, right?"

"January 1!" said the fans below who raised their hands.

"Well, January 24th, 22th is New Year's Eve, 28nd is the holiday on the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, and there are still more than ten days left before the make-up classes are over. There are not many days left, so please persevere."

"Also, the school said that New Year's Day is because we have the final exam in the third year of high school, and we are reviewing in the first and second year of high school, so we didn't celebrate this New Year's day for everyone.

Therefore, the school will hold a small New Year's Eve party the day before the 22nd holiday, mainly to reward our seniors, and by the way, we will see each other again with the make-up classes. "

Old Mu Ping threw such a huge thunder at everyone in a flat manner, and the whole class went a little crazy.

A group of people laughed happily for a while, after Lao Mu raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, they continued to listen to Lao Mu obediently.

"I haven't finished talking yet, our seniors can also make a show, and it happens that some art candidates who didn't participate in the school's recruitment have also returned, so it's a souvenir for everyone.

Each class has one class. The sports committee will discuss with the minister of literature and art. Try not to be too difficult and not take up too much time for everyone. Innovation is the main priority, and relaxation is the second.Signing up is voluntary, nothing mandatory, anyone who wants to play can go.It just so happens that Qin Hai and the others are back, Xiao Ming, you should discuss it with them. "

Mo Yue is the minister of literature and art, and she has already started to clap the table with Zhao Yan excitedly. After hearing Lao Mu's words, she raised her hand first: "Teacher, you can sign up voluntarily! But I have a request!"

Old Mu came down from the podium holding a water glass: "You have a lot to do, so tell me quickly."

"I want the two front faces of our class to be forced to appear!" Mo Yue said thieves.

"A facade? You mean Ou Zaiyang and Li Gengchen?"

"Yes." Mo Yue nodded, flicking the braids on the back of her head.

Ou Zaiyang put his foot on the leg of Mo Yue's chair, pushing her forward several inches without giving him any face.

Fortunately, he bought breakfast for the few days when they came back from city b, did this little girl eat his breakfast for nothing?

How can there be a pit where to push him?

But it seems that Lao Mu also wants them to participate in this matter. The most handsome in class one is the third grade of high school and even the two most handsome school girls among the current students of second middle school. There are two big babies in their class. Can you not participate? ?

Isn't it a waste of money to leave it alone?

Li Gengchen had no objection, Ou Zaiyang resisted twice but was dismissed by Lao Mu, but the mascot didn't help him.

He brushed the papers every day until his brain cells were all dead, and they dragged him to the gymnasium for rehearsal in the last night of self-study.

Mo Yue said that there were many boys in the class and few girls participated, so she planned to have a mix of hip-hop and stage plays.

During the break time, Mo Yue and Zhao Yan wrote a small script together, a story with a puppet as the main character.

The puppet hidden in the corner was suddenly lit up by a pair of hands, and he became conscious.

After he became conscious, he was very happy at first, and he felt very happy when he encountered everything.Later, he had a friend, and experienced many things with his friend, most of which were the little luck in ordinary people's life.

One day, the friend was in danger, and the puppet wanted to rescue him, but he was trapped by his bound limbs, like a trapped animal, he could only circle around in the prison forever.

The hands appeared again, they could help him break free from the puppet's shackles and let him save his friends, but he had to pay a very heavy price.

The puppet agreed, and the friend was rescued successfully.

But the rescued friend couldn't find the puppet no matter what.

He searched around for a long time, and finally found the dying puppet in the corner at the very beginning. The puppet was holding a candy in its hand—a candy given to him by a friend before.

The friend took the candy and repaired the broken thread on the puppet.

In the end, the puppet was hung by a thread and placed in a happy pose, staying in the room forever with that friend.

After listening to the whole story, Ou Zaiyang turned the table directly: "What kind of bloody story is this?!"

Mo Yue stood up and stared at him in disbelief, this story is obviously very touching and inspirational: "The fate of reincarnation cannot be escaped, the shackles of nature cannot be broken.

Under the tragedy, the resistance of the little people is weak but still exists. The candy that symbolizes friendship will be passed on forever, and the spark of weak resistance will one day become the power of a prairie fire! "

Ou Zaiyang: "..."

"you win."

Li Gengchen had no reaction after hearing it, and was poked by Ou Zaiyang to ask him to express something, he thought for a while and said, "I'll be a puppet, do I need to hang a wire?"

Ou Zaiyang: "???"

"Then I want to be that friend! That friend is mine!" Ou Zaiyang was the first to grab the role in his arms.

Mo Yue secretly compared the victory gesture with Zhao Yan, her face still had a displeased look on her face, "Why? Didn't you complain about my story just now? Why are you rushing to act now?" Is that friend already?"

Ou Zaiyang rushed to her slightly: "You insisted on me acting in the first place."

Don't accept it and hold back.

Mo Yue summed it up, Li Gengchen was a puppet who needed to hang Wia, and Qin Hai acted as the "hand of God" to wake up the puppet.

Brother Bird can popping, and you can use puppet nodes to switch the stage atmosphere and connect with the prologue.

"In the beginning, we used the method of "Masquerade Dance Troupe". After detonating the atmosphere, we followed the plot. How about ending the plot after the plot is over?" Mo Yue took a pen and began to draw the sub-shots, and followed the script to discuss the process.

Brother Bird and Qin Hai are going to make up hip-hop dance moves that imitate puppets, and want to arrange some cool moves to be cool, and to attract girls by the way.

Ou Zaiyang felt that since he promised to perform, he felt like he was being torn apart by five horses every day.

Overwhelmed by IQ during the day, overwhelmed by hip-hop at night.

The physical expression of stage plays basically adopts hip-hop techniques. He has never done this before, and his arms and legs hurt after practicing every day.

However, Li Gengchen has never practiced street dance, but he has learned modern dance for a few years before, and Qin Hai can dance it twice.

Moreover, he was still jumping under coercion, and he had extremely high requirements for the control of the center of gravity and the balance of the strength of the waist and abdomen.

"Is it for a performance?" Ou Zaiyang couldn't help crying.

Although it was difficult, Cheng Nan said that the effect was great when he ran over to take a peek, no worse than the group of dancers in the art class.

The first class is a group of hard-working academic masters. They want to be ahead of others in everything they do. Even this is not much worse than the professional ones. Their pride does not allow them to admit defeat easily.

After rehearsing with them on the last day, Ou Zaiyang wanted to sit on the floor to wash when he went to take a shower.

Too tired to lift his arms, he leaned against the wall and let the hot water wash over his sour limbs.

The day before the holiday, before the party started, Ou Zaiyang was waiting for the rehearsal in the backstage with papers in his hands, while Mo Yue and the others went to find props and costumes.

The three grades watched the performance together, and there were people of all ages in the background.

But there seems to be a line in each grade, which invisibly separates people, such as Qu Zaiyang, who can be seen as a third year of high school at a glance.

"Crack." Someone suddenly took a photo in the chaotic backstage, Ou Zaiyang frowned and ignored him.

All around him are selfies, staff who come and go, and people who eat melons come over to chat.

Although he didn't remember it deliberately, everything that happened that day still appeared so clearly in his memory after a long, long time.

They are the sixth show, and they are assigned to the first big dressing room backstage.

Ou Zaiyang was wearing a black and red street dance outfit similar to Qin Hai's and the others, with a mask on his head, and his slightly long hair was randomly picked up and fixed. Mo Yue put a tattoo sticker behind his ear, with a rhinestone in it at the left ear.

On his wrist is his big black watch, and he also specially wears a pair of white gloves on his hands.

Mo Yue and Zhao Yan tied up their hair, wore the same kind of loose overalls and white sneakers as them, and their tops were short sweaters, and each of them had a pair of big earrings. Take a selfie together.

The two of them usually wear small skirts and soft girls' clothes in private clothes. This is the first time they wear this kind of trendy and A-style clothes, and they are very excited.

Because he was about to show up, Ou Zaiyang sat on the sofa obediently and was forced by the make-up artist to paint his eyeliner. He tried to run several times, but was pushed back by the make-up artist and Qin Hai.

"Where's the mascot?! Where's the others?!" Ou Zaiyang shouted with his eyes closed, why should only they be transformed, mascots also have to draw eyeliner!

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

There was a sudden burst of screams and footsteps outside, and the noisy scene outside could be felt through the wall panels.

In the next second, Li Gengchen pushed the door open and came in, receiving screams and exclamations from the audience.

"School God foul! Xue God is so handsome!"

"Fuck."

"Hush." ​​Li Gengchen told them to be quiet, and put his ear to the door, waiting for the noise outside to dissipate.

Ou Zaiyang opened his eyes in astonishment from Qin Hai's words "the god of learning against the sky". He sat on the sofa, and everyone around Li Gengchen was standing. He could only see a bunch of people's buttocks.

"Show me!" Ou Zaiyang didn't care about the half-painted eyeliner, and pulled away the crowd to sneak in, "Let me see."

……

Worth.

Wozhi Wozhi.

Ou Zai was full of swear words, but his sanity was still there, otherwise he would have rushed over and pressed someone against the wall to kiss him to death.

The mascot looks so handsome, if you want to hide it at home, just show it to him alone.

Li Gengchen's phoenix eyes were drawn out by the eyeliner, and his soul was sucked in by him after two more glances.The broken hair was combed up to reveal a full forehead, Li Gengchen was lightly made up for the first time, which magnified his delicate facial features, and probably only his lips remained pink on his whole face.

Ou Zaiyang turned his head, rummaged through the makeup box next to the makeup artist for a long time, finally found a small red round tube, squeezed it in his hand, went to Li Gengchen and pulled him directly to the small room where he could change clothes.

Bang, the door was closed and locked.

"Damn it, what are you doing Yangshen?"

"It's not going to be..." Mo Yue covered the words of tiger and wolf in Zhao Yan's mouth, and the two of them were burning with the same gossip.

There was no sound they imagined coming from inside, and Ou Zaiyang let go of his hand after pulling him in, while Li Gengchen stood still to see what he was going to do.

Ou Zaiyang turned around and poked his dimple when he was not paying attention: "Don't move, Dongguai, you have been acupunctured by me, don't move now, do you hear me?"

Li Gengchen blinked his eyes, meaning he heard it.

Ou Zaiyang chuckled, held the round tube in the palm of his hand and placed it in front of the two of them, snickered at him twice and unscrewed the small cover on it, and there was a red fluffy tip attached to the bottom of the small cover.

"Don't move..."

Ou Zaiyang pinched his chin with two fingers, leaned over his whole face, and the lip gloss in his hand lightly fell on his lips, drawing a red wavy line.