Look at that pair of school grass

The excitement and showing off couldn't be suppressed at all. The news that Class [-] was going to hold a class Christmas ball quickly spread throughout the whole grade. Every member of Class [-] walked with an indescribable sense of pride.

As if there was a provincial champion in the class, it was clearly written on the faces of the people who came to inquire about it from other classes: Are you envious?

Envious, Lao Xiao took a quiz on Christmas Eve in his class, his eyes turned red with envy.

"If you talk to other classes with this expression again, you will be beaten." Su An likes to lean outside the corridor to breathe after class, joking to a few boys who are proud of their classmates in other classes.

"Not afraid, not afraid." The boy shook his head and tail, "Even if we really want to fight, there are still you."

Su An was in a good mood and nodded very usefully: "Well, that is."

Only in the morning, the class was filled with a joyful festive atmosphere. I didn't care about studying and just wanted to pull the progress bar of the day directly into the evening, and the group of demons danced wildly.

During the English class, the teacher gave a lecture on it. Su An didn't understand and didn't continue. She held her chin and drew a small figure in the blank space next to the paper's reading comprehension.

Anyway, when I go back at night, I can ask my boyfriend to explain it to him. To be honest, sometimes it is much easier to understand than what the teacher said.

When Qi Wenxuan noticed him, he had already drawn three pairs of dancing stick figures, and the middle pair was still pouting, making people want to press their heads and kiss them.

Su An caught a glimpse of Qi Wenxuan looking at him from the corner of her eye, turned her head and smiled, pointed at one of the pouting ones with the tip of her mechanical pencil and said, "Me."

Then point to another one: "Hey, Brother Xuan."

Qi Wenxuan said without any fluctuations in his tone, "Wow."

Su An continued to finish her masterpiece and started to draw clothes for the villain. Qi Wenxuan finished taking notes on what the teacher explained, then turned his head and asked, "Kiss at the dance tonight?"

Su An paused, and said in a melodious tone: "Wow~"

Coming out publicly in front of the whole class is exciting even thinking about it, Su An calmly thought about it: "Isn't it better?"

Qi Wenxuan bent his lips and smiled, just knocked on the table and said, "Listen carefully to the class."

Su An agreed, with mixed feelings, and after a while she leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Brother Xuan, what are you going to wear tonight?"

"I think your gray trench coat looks great."

"Or a shirt? I happen to have a shirt just like yours."

This sentence inspired Su An again, and he had a flash of inspiration: "Brother Xuan, why don't we go buy a couple outfit sometime?"

He was making a small calculation, thinking to go to Taotao to see if there are couple outfits for boys and boys. Their hairstyles are almost the same. If they just buy the same clothes to wear, they may not look like a couple but twins.

...But twins don't seem to have a difference in height, huh?

Su An looked down at her legs and stomped her feet.

As soon as the afternoon class was over, Lu Xiaocheng directed everyone to move all the desks and chairs to the side, leaving a large space in the middle, forming a square dance floor together with the blackboard podium.

A bunch of people were busy wrapping colored ribbons around the lamps. Some even tried to wrap colored paper around the fluorescent lights in the classroom to create a dance floor effect. The result was like a Hong Kong horror movie scene, being torn apart by crowds.

Su An and the others went back to the dormitory to look through their clothes. In the afternoon, he saw a few girls wearing down jackets wrapped in small skirts to the classroom. Neither is it off nor is it.

"I think we last year," Shen Zhi stripped clothes from his doghouse-like closet, "danced on the stage. This year, we danced in the classroom, and it's pretty good."

"Yeah, you are the best. Last year's dance partner is the same as this year's." Su An teased Shen Zhi, "Tell me, how did you get Meng Ying to agree to you?"

"Be the first to act first~" Shen Zhi took out a handsome long windbreaker from the closet, took it out and stretched it, "Those idiots, I sent a message to Meng Ying before Lao Zheng finished talking, and they won't be until after class." Run over there, there is a fart."

"Besides," he continued to pout his buttocks, and his upper body went into the closet to find something, with a buzzing voice, "Who are they? Is Meng Ying familiar with them? Is there someone like me who goes on a haunted house adventure, night visits to campus, strange talks and oranges?" Is Passion Fruit Juice a friendship?"

It makes sense, Su An gave him a thumbs up, and reminded him friendly by the way: "Do you want to wear a height increasing insole?"

"Ah?" Shen Zhi pulled his head out of the closet, "Why?"

"Meng Ying is 1.6 meters five, wearing high heels would be taller than you." Su An gestured between them, "Student Shen Dazhi, you are a little self-aware."

"Damn?" Shen Zhi was stunned, "But, I... Where did I get the height-enhancing insoles now? Do any of you have any?"

Obviously, no one in this room needs this kind of thing, shaking their heads and spreading their hands, there is nothing they can do to help.

"Does Simba have it?" Shen Zhi cast his eyes on the cabinet next to him.

"Does he need it?" Su An shattered his fantasy, "Besides, he is not here, and he ran away as soon as he came to group activities. It is already a miracle that he was able to participate in a drama last year."

But when you think about it, dramas are performed according to their respective roles. It is impossible for Wang Xinba to take the initiative to invite others for today's event. There should be no girls who dare to invite him. He will only sit in the corner and play games if he participates. , I have to think that they are noisy, so I might as well take advantage of this time to go to the Internet cafe.

When they were talking, Qi Wenxuan had already picked out a neat white shirt from the closet: "Is this what you mean?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Su An immediately shifted his attention, and took out a similar model from his closet, "I also have a white one, which is just right."

Shen Zhi looked back, and interjected, "Is this considered a couple's style? Which boy doesn't have two white shirts..."

"Then you wear it too?" Su An shook the clothes at him.

"I don't!" Shen Zhi shook his head and refused, "I don't want to wear the same clothes as you, I want to use my green leaves to set off your red flowers, don't even think about it!"

The three of them walked out the door smartly after changing their clothes, and before going out a corridor, they went back to the dormitory trembling.

"It's so cold, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" Shen Zhi hurriedly put the down jacket over the windbreaker.

"We may have misunderstood our ability to resist the cold." Su An also wrapped himself in a thick cotton coat, handed Qi Wenxuan the coat hanging on the back of the chair, and sneezed as soon as he finished speaking.

Going out in unlined clothes on a winter night is a way to die. When the three of them went out again, they huddled in their thick coats and turned into three moving balls.

Back in the classroom, under the wise leadership of Lu Xiaocheng, the layout has been completely done. The four big characters "Christmas Ball" are written in colorful artistic fonts on the blackboard, and a few blown-out flowers are glued on with tape. Balloons, Su An suspects that as long as the classroom is louder, they will "boom" into Christmas crackers.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the classroom was set to the highest, and it was not too cold to wear unlined clothes. The girls also took off their thick coats, revealing the carefully matched skirts inside, and the classroom was filled with light.

According to Zheng Guofeng's account, the classroom curtains are all drawn, and there is no formal evening self-study at the moment, and a few curious heads can be seen in the gaps in each curtain, and some people are looking in with their feet at the back door of the classroom. .

A boy waved a tissue to people from other classes outside: "Come in and play, guest officer~"

One person took the lead, and more boys also took out a tissue and waved it outside. The voices of the mother Sang who was inviting customers in the classroom shouted together, which was more like a vegetable market than a kiln.

The students from other classes outside the door just laughed and were rushed back to their classrooms by the teacher who rushed over after hearing the sound.

When the bell rang for evening self-study, Lao Zheng was surrounded by several boys from the office, pulling and pushing all the way into the classroom: "Oh, you can just play by yourself..."

"Merry Christmas, teacher!" Lu Xiaocheng took the lead in shouting.

"Merry Christmas, teacher!" The class shouted sparsely.

"Merry Christmas and Merry Christmas." Zheng Guofeng stood up on the podium, looked around the well-dressed students, adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "The girls are so beautiful today, I almost didn't recognize them."

"Are boys not good-looking?" A boy shouted immediately.

"Aren't we usually pretty?" A girl also asked with a smile.

"It's beautiful, it's all beautiful. Usually, you look good when you study hard, but now you're playing happily." Old Zheng smiled, "Okay, everyone have fun tonight, then we... officially start?"

After receiving the instructions, Lu Xiaocheng went to the podium and turned on the multimedia to play the music she had prepared earlier.

At the beginning, everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Boys and girls were still clearly divided into two sides, and they talked lively. When it really started, I suddenly felt embarrassed.

The class committee should take the lead in any situation. Lu Xiaocheng tried her best to wink at Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng sat at her own desk, which was moved to the side of the classroom, studying too much. She stomped her foot and walked over to arrest him. to the middle of the dance floor.

The boys booed wildly and the girls screamed.

"Hey, my pen?!" Jiang Feng took off his pen, dropped it on the table and rolled it to the ground.

"What kind of pen!" Lu Xiaocheng put his hand on her waist, "Dancing!"

It was only then that Jiang Feng remembered that he had promised Lu Xiaocheng yesterday, and after a while of confusion, he managed to keep up with the steps, dancing very unfamiliar and clumsy dance steps.

With this couple taking the lead, soon there were more and more people in the middle of the classroom. The girls were led into the dance floor with blushing faces, and most of the boys also lowered their heads. No matter how careless they were, they felt inexplicably shy at this time.

After the first couple of boys appeared on the dance floor, the painting style changed.

Seeing that not only he and Qi Wenxuan are in a male-female team, Su An also laughed, followed by many girls and girl groups also joined the carnival, everyone mixed together, no one was abrupt.

Everyone was waltzing in a normal manner, but seeing the situation was out of control, Lao Zheng smiled and changed the song into a cheerful and dynamic tune, and the middle of the classroom turned into a real group of demons dancing. In the end, even Lao Zheng suffered disaster and was dragged off the podium , shaking a handful of old bones to mess around with them.

What kind of Christmas ball is clearly a Christmas dance party.

Su An saw Shen Zhi in the middle of the dance floor being pulled up and down by Meng Ying. Meng Ying didn't wear high heels, and she smiled happily as she pulled Shen Zhi.

Su An took Qi Wenxuan, slowly and quietly squeezed into the corner, grabbed his arm around her waist, and quickly raised her head to kiss him.

"Kiss." Su An said softly as if asking for credit.

Qi Wenxuan's eyes were full of smiles, he lowered his head for a moment, and kissed his lips lightly: "Return the gift."

The two returned to the carnival among classmates, as if nothing had happened, and felt that something important had been accomplished secretly.

Outside the window covered by the velvet curtain, fluffy white snow floated under the street lamps, ringing the little bells of Christmas.