When the fierce and foolish meet the pure fishing system

Of course, the others didn't have any objections. Li Yihuan said exaggeratedly: "I leave the meeting room unused, I want to come for an adventure! Jiang Lan, are you asking us to embolden you?"

Although He Feng thinks Jiang Lan's appearance is quite funny, he actually admires her like this - lively, happy, curious about the unknown, and lovely.

Li Yihuan didn't care about Jiang Lan's glaring gaze. With one hand propped up and his feet hard, he sat on the window sill of the classroom.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed He Feng's arm, and pulled him in his direction. The sudden pull made He Feng's center of gravity unstable, he fell back and fell in his direction.Li Yihuan tried hard to make him stand still again, so the two of them came into a strange posture - He Feng stood in front of Li Yihuan with his back to him, Li Yihuan sat on the window sill with his feet dangling, with his hands on his shoulders, deliberately The chin rests on the top of his head - it looks very ambiguous.

It doesn't matter to He Feng, Li Yihuan has been like this since he was a child, and he is used to it, so he cooperates with him in the performance without any complaints - if Li Yihuan dances awkwardly, he will not feel hot eyes at all, but will cheer him up.

Others noticed the posture of the two of them, and laughed "hehehe". Yang Jingcheng raised his eyebrows, but raised the corners of his mouth, and cursed softly.

Jiang Lan smiled the most obscenely, maybe she knew the pure friendship between him and Li Yihuan the most.

Some of the others leaned against the wall, and some leaned against the handrail of the stairs at the corner. Jiang Lan stood in the middle and began to talk about business.

"The grade director called us to a meeting just now. In October this year, the school has a drama festival. This is an annual tradition. Every class has to rehearse dramas. This year, English dramas will be auditioned twice. There are [-] dramas in the first and second grades. One class, pick out ten, and finally the whole school will perform." Jiang Lan Balabala said quickly, but the point was clear.

Wang Wanqing was leaning against the corner of the wall next to her. She poked her head forward and asked, "Isn't it because you are preparing for the college entrance examination?"

While listening to their discussion, He Feng felt Li Yihuan moving back and forth behind my back—this person was really naive, he deliberately backhanded his elbow and poked Li Yihuan's flesh, he yelped in pain. , Called: "He Feng, what are you doing!"

He sneered slightly.

The others were attracted by the movement made by the two of them, Jiang Lan squinted at He Feng, and shouted: "Sir, don't make trouble!"

Li Yihuan smiled triumphantly, as if Jiang Lan was on his side, and then Jiang Lan immediately scolded Li Yihuan: "You deserve it!" Li Yihuan's face collapsed immediately.

Jiang Lan went on to say, "Every odd-numbered year is an English drama, so this year is an English drama. Of course, an even-numbered year is a historical drama, so at this time next year, we will have a historical drama."

"Will this school support it? Or is it just a formality?" Because quality education is being advocated and extracurricular activities are required to be popularized, schools are often required to organize some activities.In order to cope with the above-mentioned problems, many schools will organize some formal activities, but in fact, students cannot fully participate in it, nor can they display their talents and specialties.

"This drama festival is a tradition of our school. It has been held for more than ten years. It is said that it is quite lively every year." Jiang Lan said.

Liu Siyu's voice sounded weakly behind Jiang Lan: "So, do we have a lot of rehearsal time then? If we don't have enough time to prepare, we will just line up in a row and not dare to perform on stage."

Yang Jingcheng interrupted and answered for Jiang Lan: "There should be quite a lot," she asked again, "The Third Middle School still supports this kind of activity. But in the end, the whole school chose ten, isn't it a bit small... After all, each class has It’s all over, if the remaining [-] classes don’t perform, isn’t it for nothing?”

Jiang Lan put her hand on her chin, and her long hair was pressed under her arm. She thought for a while and said, "The director didn't make it clear at this age... because the situation is different this year. In previous years, every class will participate in the performance. , but it will be screened and stratified. The ten better classes will perform on the rostrum on the side of the sports field. Those classes that are not so good will perform on the green ground after the whole school performance. At that time, everyone can go to the area they are interested in. Look, because a lot of it is going on at the same time, it's possible to miss a lot."

He Feng leaned back, leaned on Li Yihuan, and said, "Isn't the previous year's system pretty good? It saved time and gave all the classes a chance to show off. Why is it different this year?"

Li Yihuan stuck out his head from behind him and said, "Isn't the specific plan still out yet? The other classes should still be performing. Otherwise, it would be very sad not to be able to perform after spending time rehearsing."

"Maybe there will be plans in the future. However, even if the school only allows ten performances, we can organize ourselves to perform in the green field. If the school asks to go back to class, we can protest together, and it should be possible." Yang Jingcheng said.

Afterwards, everyone began to discuss the rehearsal issues in their own classes.

He Feng asked; "So what shall we arrange?"

"The most important thing is democracy. Shall we list some options and let the classmates make suggestions and vote..." Jiang Lan stroked her hair back and suggested.

Yang Jingcheng propped his arms back on the railing, his body leaned back slightly, his long legs were crossed in front of him, and he looked a bit suave.She said: "We can find a few classic English dramas, or classic movie clips. In short, we can arrange them and vote for the students in the class. If they have good suggestions, they can also give them."

Jiang Lan nodded, expressing that the suggestion is very good.

Wang Wanqing said on the side: "As for actors, after the script is finalized, students in the class can sign up. Of course, they can also recommend each other and nominate others."

While listening, Jiang Lan recorded in her little notebook.Her little notebook was no bigger than a palm, and He Feng never understood the significance of producing this kind of notebook—could it be to save paper?What made him even more surprised was that there were still people buying this seemingly useless notebook.

"Li Yihuan, you have the most messy ideas, why don't you talk?" Jiang Lan yelled at Li Yihuan while recording.

Li Yihuan expressed dissatisfaction, what is a ghost idea, it is a golden idea.He thought for a while and said, "Props and costumes can be discussed after rehearsals... I think we'd better ask what other classes are going to line up, so as not to bump into them, it's easy to be brushed off."

Li Yihuandao did offer some useful suggestions, but then he became unserious, "Otherwise, we will play the classic prince and princess drama, and then we will play a reverse role or something, and let you young master He play the princess, which will definitely impress the judges." impression!"

Before He Feng had time to teach him a lesson, Jiang Lan kicked up, trying to kick Li Yihuan, who was doing nothing. He Feng was standing in front of Li Yihuan, and was accidentally injured before he could dodge.

He was in so much pain that tears were about to flow out, and he shouted: "Jiang Lan, you can see it before hitting someone! You kicked me!"

Jiang Lan was a little embarrassed, but she insisted: "You are the one who kicked! Raccoons of the same feather!"

The meeting ended hastily, and He Feng and Li Yihuan hooked their shoulders together, ready to skip class and go online.Li Yihuan said that he had to go to the classroom and call Jiang Wei—if Jiang Wei knew that they would not call him when they went online, he would probably beat Li Yihuan up. Of course, he didn't dare to hit He Feng.

"Go and call him, I'll wait for you here on the stairs." He shook hands at Li Yihuan.

He put his hands on the railing of the railing and waited idly.What English drama will Class Two rehearse?Will Luo Yunting act?He should play, play a beautiful and romantic role, play a first love lover, make people love madly, make people lose their minds, like an angel at first sight, like a lost siren.He will become the cinnabar mole in the hearts of those who love him and the white moonlight on the top of his head-but the heroine must not get him in the end.

heroine?That shouldn't exist.

A strange possessiveness suddenly filled his heart.

So far, the Luo Yunting he has seen is all alone - he is not out of gregarious, he also has many friends, the students in the second class like him very much, yes, who would not like a person with good personality, good grades, good looks and good looks What about the boys?He also plays basketball, he is also a class committee member, and he also gets along with boys and girls—He Feng still remembers his bright smile in the sun during the sports meeting, and the way he laughed and made trouble with a group of people filled his heart with joy. An emotion called jealousy.

But why did he feel that Luo Yunting was alone?Whoever stands beside him, he is alone.Everyone is suitable to stand beside him, but no one is suitable.He is friendly and gentle to everyone, but this is extreme indifference.

Probably because he has a lonely and quiet temperament.He Feng felt until now that he was not suitable for talking, he was not suitable for laughing, and he was not suitable for going through all kinds of messy affairs - but he happened to be like this.

He Feng thinks that he should read and write quietly in the classroom, sit in a daze on the grass, listen to music with earphones in the sun, and he should not even listen to the teacher's lectures, because all the external things are his burden, he should be incomparable Pure, completely ignoring the world... But he is not like this at all - but why does he feel in his heart that this is Luo Yunting, the real him.

Maybe what he likes is the lonely, quiet Luoyun Pavilion he thinks.So does he really like him?He suddenly became a little uncertain.Is the person I like in my heart really Luo Yunting by everyone's side?Does Luo Yunting in his heart really exist?

So why is he jealous?If he only likes the lonely and quiet Luo Yunting, then no one can stand beside that person, he will always be alone, so what can he be jealous of?But he was really jealous again, jealous of everything around him and everything close to him.

It's a really strange emotion.

[The author has something to say: The person Yang Jingcheng likes is not He Feng. Don’t worry, if everyone loves the male lead, it’s too Jack Su. Although Pengshan has been focusing on Jack Su for 100 years, he still doesn’t like everyone. The setting of the main character|?ω?｀)

In addition, Jiyou Yihuan doesn't like He Feng either, they are just a pure male-male relationship (╯ε╰)

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