cute special student

The performance of the folk music class came to a successful conclusion, and it was unexpectedly successful. No one could have imagined that their class would come here in high spirits and return with satisfaction.

In the audience that night, some people shouted from Nan Mu, but most of them came because they watched the school's forum.Just two days ago, someone posted a post on it, introducing the recent situation of the folk music class and the original intention of holding this show.

Even if there is no applause, they will go all out.

This resonated with most people, so so many students came here especially.

After Nan Zhao heard about this incident, he asked Nan Mu as soon as he got home: "Brother, did you send someone to post the post they are talking about?"

"What post?" Nan Mu asked inexplicably.

Nan Zhao turned out the page on the phone, handed it over and asked, "Is this the one?"

Nan Mu took a few glances, shook his head and said, "No, I don't usually go to school forums."

Nan Zhao whispered suspiciously: "Who posted that?"

On the other side of the city, in a bar, a few boys who looked like high school students gathered together to drink, one of the guys with a crew cut said.

"Brother Swear, it's really difficult for you to ask me to post that thing. I went to Taobao to find an online store, and then I got this hypocritical copywriting."

"Thanks." Gu Yan touched his wine glass, and immediately drank it down.

The performance of the folk music class in the first year of senior high school was very popular and caused extensive discussions in the school. The western music class next door was jealous and went to the principal to report that they used the school auditorium for private use. Unexpectedly, a big news broke out.

It turned out that someone posted the video of the folk music class's performance on the Internet, and it went viral. It also attracted the attention of the superiors. They called the folk music class directly and asked the folk music class to perform at the Provincial Concert Hall.

As soon as the news came out, the western music class was completely stunned, and the folk music class also exploded.

Fatty stood up excitedly, and asked incredulously, "Is this not true? It feels like a dream."

His deskmate pinched his arm and said, "Are you awake? It's true. I heard it with my own ears in the office just now."

"I'll go! Then have you paid attention to Yang Min, she must have a pretty face hahahaha!"

"Could it be that the legendary retribution is unpleasant, and finally let out a sigh of relief, it is so comfortable."

The squad leader looked at Nan Zhao happily and said, "Nan Zhao, thanks for your idea."

Tang Qian also turned around and agreed: "Yes, you are really the lucky star of our class."

Nan Zhao said modestly: "No, it's all thanks to everyone."

Li Wei from the back row came up and asked maliciously, "By the way, Nan Zhao, do you know what the most exciting show was that night?"

"what?"

"It's the scene where the hero saves the beauty. The cold-faced Hades like Gu Xi rushed out to catch you. You don't know how excited the people at the scene are."

As he said that, Li Wei showed a picture on his phone and said, "Look, this picture has gone viral on the school forum."

Nan Zhao leaned over to take a look, his face turned slightly red.

In the picture, he was flung into Gu Xi's arms, with his hands around his neck, looking very close, and Gu Xi's hands were also wrapped around his waist, in a gesture of complete protection.

Nan Zhao looked away and muttered, "What, I'm not a beauty."

"But you are a handsome boy?" Tang Qian also asked with interest: "How does it feel to be hugged by the school girl?"

Thinking of what happened that night, Nan Zhao's heart became hot, and he said stiffly, "It's nothing."

At this time, the class bell rang, and the class teacher Cao Guang walked in, announcing the good news with joy on his face.

Although everyone knows it, after hearing it with their own ears, it is still very exciting.

Shi Qiu grabbed Nan Zhao's sleeve, and his eyes were red with excitement: "Nan Zhao, I never dreamed that I would be able to perform at the Provincial Concert Hall. My mother also said that I would only go to the village to play the suona for others in the future."

Nan Zhao put one hand on his shoulder, bent his eyes and said, "No, you will have a bigger stage in the future."

After returning home, Nan Zhao immediately called his parents who were touring abroad to share the good news.

Nan's parents are very happy for him. Although the couple are often not with their two sons, they still pay close attention to their studies.

Ms. Jiang's voice is always gentle: "Baby, you are awesome, Mom and Dad are proud of you."

Nan Zhao lay on the sofa, raised her calves, and her soft tone was a bit coquettish: "Then will you come back to watch my performance? I miss you and Dad so much."

Jiang Shuyun hesitated for a moment, but let Nan's father answer the phone, and a gentle male voice came from the microphone: "Zhao Zhao, our tour is not over yet, there may be no way to go back."

"I knew it was like this." Nan Zhao buried his head in the pillow, his voice muffled.

Jiang Shuyun on the other end answered the phone again, and said eagerly: "But we promise you, we will definitely go back to accompany you on your birthday."

"Really?" Nan Zhao looked at the calendar on the wall and smiled again.

……

Since the folk music class became popular on the Internet, the school has begun to pay attention to folk music, and specially added a batch of folk musical instruments in the music room for students who study folk music to practice and use.

After hearing this, the students in the folk music class were very excited, and the class was full of laughter.

Some people are happy and some are sad. The folk music class here is full of smiles, but the western music class next door, which has been squeaking for several days, can no longer smile.

Since the matter was settled, in order to live up to the expectations of the school leaders, the folk music class went to the music room to practice ensemble whenever they had time, hoping to show better results then.

As expected, in a certain self-study class, he got into a fight with the western music class again.

Although the western music class learned a lesson last time, they still couldn't change their aggressive attitude, "The last class was for your class, so this class should be ours."

A contestant like Tang Qian, who has watched too many Gongdou dramas, immediately stood up and counterattacked in a weird way: "Our class is going to perform soon, and now we have to hurry up to rehearse. It is normal to use the music room more."

"What's so great, don't think that you can do whatever you want if you pick up a bargain."

"Sorry, but you can do whatever you want."

Tang Qian retorted: "You can use the show if you have one. I didn't live up to it and was replaced by our class. Who is to blame?"

After a round of verbal confrontation, Xileban was still defeated and left in despair.

After the practice, everyone went back to the teaching building one after another. Nan Zhao and Shi Qiu walked on the school road, and they ran into Zhang Tao with a gloomy face.

When passing by the two of them, he stopped for a while, looked at Nan Zhao with resentment in his eyes, and said almost gnashing his teeth: "Wait and see, we're not finished."

Shi Qiu puffed out his chest and retorted, "It's never over, you think we're afraid of you?"

Zhang Tao glared at Nan Zhao again, snorted and left, only to be knocked down by a person as soon as he reached the corner.

Zhang Tao threw himself on the ground all of a sudden, raised his head angrily, but met a pair of cold eyes.

"Is something wrong?" A harsh voice sounded above his head.

"No...it's okay." Zhang Tao trembled with fright, and quickly got up and ran.

Gu Yan didn't bother to pay attention to the fleeing people, glanced in a certain direction, and then walked into the teaching building.

Senior one and two music classes are like rivals, there are always some frictions from time to time. In the self-study this evening, I don’t know who came up with the idea. The students in the folk music class grabbed their instruments and blocked the front of the Western music class. in the hallway.

Zhang Tao and the others were depressed. When they heard the movement, they turned their heads and saw a row of figures staring at him arrogantly.

The festive prelude sounded, and under the angry eyes of the students in the western music class, everyone in the folk music class passionately presented a song "Good Day."

As the monitor of the western music class, how could Zhang Tao endure this kind of humiliation? He brought his classmates out to fight at the first order.

After hearing the movement, the classes in the opposite teaching building came out to watch vigorously again. Some people were even prepared and took out melon seeds from their pockets and knocked them.

"These two classes are really not at peace. It's only been a few days since they came out to fight again."

"Don't tell me, maybe it was interrupted by the director last time, and there was no winner. Let's start again this time."

"If you want me to say that the folk music class is better, the performance last time was so wonderful, they are all popular now."

"Not necessarily, the western music over there is also full of momentum, I can hear a burning anger from their music."

"The gods fight, we mortals should stay away, by the way, brother, lend me some melon seeds."

"Remember to pay back next time."

The fight between the two classes was on the rise, and the teaching director came to mess up the scene again. With a voice, the crowd of onlookers ran back to the classroom in a hurry.

The two noisy music classes were inevitably criticized, and their respective head teachers were called in, and the task of education was entrusted to them.

Cao Guang is a talkative teacher. He usually has no airs and gets along very well with the students. He knows that the students in his class have been wronged recently, and he doesn't want to criticize them because of this. If it is light, go out.

But the class next door didn't seem to be having a good time. Yang Min has been feeling aggrieved recently, and seeing the students in her class struggling so much, she just used this to vent her anger. She could hear her cursing through the wall.

The boys in the back row seemed to think of something, winked at Chen Guangsheng, the discipline committee member, and whispered something in his ear.

Chen Guangsheng walked to the door reluctantly as if he had been coerced, with an upright Chinese character face stained with involuntary sadness.

After the voices from the class next door subsided a bit, he suddenly sank into his dantian and opened his resonant voice.

"The head teacher entrusted me with the heavy responsibility, and I will educate you well today."

"What's going on tonight!"

"You are all going to perform at the Provincial Concert Hall, why are you still messing around with the class next door? Are you also free when they are free? Why don't you hurry up and practice!"

The class next door fell silent instantly, Chen Guangsheng hurried back to his seat, and the whole class burst into laughter.

Using his own way to treat his own body, this breath is refreshing.