You have to bully your sweetheart so you won't be a dog

Once Xu Jing sold out at the same table, but was betrayed by his comrades, the whole class couldn't stop laughing, and booed and said, "Let Xu Jing be the one." Xu Jing stared at Su Xiangchen for a long time, and finally he couldn't help laughing. He took the job generously.

There are a total of more than 50 people in one class, and the fee for each class is [-] per person. I just received it once when the school started, and I haven't used it much. Adding the money left over from last semester, it is a small fortune for ordinary students. payment.After class, Chen Siming gave all the money to Xu Jing like a hot potato. For the first time, Xu Jing had a lot of money in his pocket. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Can't I transfer money online?"

Chen Siming laughed at him: "It's easy to say, big brother, do you think everyone like you blatantly brings their mobile phones to play during school hours?"

Xu Jing was speechless, so he borrowed his high school uniform and slipped out of the school before the evening self-study, deposited 5000 yuan on the empty account card he borrowed from Lu Ting, and locked the small hundreds of pieces in the cabinet .

Seeing this, Su Xiangchen made a big wallet for him and brought it out. Xu Jing held it in his hand for a long time before he reluctantly took it to pay for the class.

Seeing that Su Xiangchen was too busy, he took a few days to arrange all the decorations.

First, he went to the furniture market to choose the big piece of furniture. He followed the master craftsmen and did a lot of homework on the Internet. He knew what materials were good and what materials were not. The Chinese-style checkered style is used, and the interior of the kitchen is originally a European-style retro style, all of which are made of solid wood, and it looks harmonious.

Then I pasted wallpaper on the wall of the living room at a very low price. The floor is already very light wood color, and then I chose a beautiful retro carpet to lay it on, and it immediately has a different temperament.

Su Xiangchen's self-made couch is the first piece of furniture that comes in after all the furniture is removed. The master of the "Poetry and Painting" store promised to make him two matching side chairs and an Arhat couch, and the rest will depend on everything being ready. The effect will be determined later.

After leaving everything to the decorator and Zheng's nanny, Su Xiangchen had a rare leisure, and came back to study by himself in the evening.

Seeing that he didn't leave after school, Fang Yue said bitterly: "You took such a good vacation, but you actually delivered it to your door by yourself. Why are you schoolmasters so upset?"

Su Xiangchen laughed "hehe" twice, but didn't answer.

Fang Yue gossiped: "Seriously, why did you come to study at night? Don't you have a part-time job?"

Because learning to make furniture is very troublesome to explain, Su Xiangchen simply explained it as "part-time job", which is about the same anyway.

Xu Jing came back with water, shared a cup with Su Xiangchen, and said, "Because I'm here."

Only Zheng Yanqing knew about Xu Jing's relationship, Fang Yue gave Xu Jing a disgusted look: "Brother Jing, do you want to lose face?"

Xu Jing waved his hand: "Go away, go back to your seat, your Brother Chen has something to say."

Even though the experimental middle school opened evening self-study, it was also used for homework. The teachers of each subject took turns to watch over them, but they were not very strict, as long as they didn't walk around indiscriminately.

Fang Yue saw the English teacher coming in, and rolled back to her seat. Lu Shen and the English teacher didn't know what they were negotiating with. After meeting for a while, the teacher nodded and moved the chair under the podium. A row of desks for grading homework.

Lu Shen faced everyone and said: "Well, we almost have to discuss the art festival, let the cultural committee tell everyone."

It was not the first time for Su Xiangchen to speak in front of the crowd, but he was still nervous. Xu Jing simply went up with him. It was not a day or two since the crowd teased the two of them. What are you going to do?"

Su Xiangchen was about to speak, but when he heard those words, there was a broken breath, he could not help but squat down, hid behind the podium and laughed shyly.

Xu Jing said confidently: "The art festival doesn't cost money? Let me figure out how much you want."

There was a "boo" sound from the audience.

Probably accompanied by Xu Jing, Su Xiangchen really calmed down very quickly. He pushed Xu Jing off the platform, motioned him to go back, and then said: "Let's talk about the arrangement of the art festival first. The official one has seven days. The first The first day and the second day are chorus competitions, which are Sunday and Monday respectively. If we divide the competition on Sunday, we will have a day off on Monday. The third day is a recitation competition, and the fourth day is a cultural performance. In the morning class, the fifth and sixth days are special class performances, and the seventh day is Saturday, there is a joint singing competition with other schools, those who participate can go, and others can have a holiday."

When the people in the audience heard it, they almost boiled.

"It's great this time, so it doesn't take up the weekend!"

"That's right, the last art festival, alas, I don't want to complain anymore, the weekend was counted for a total of three days."

"To tell you the truth, has the principal received sponsorship again? I always feel that if our principal has sponsorship, it will be a disaster. People in other schools think we are a private school run by a rich man."

Xu Jing suddenly patted the table: "Can you be quiet?"

Seeing that everyone shut up at a speed invisible to the naked eye, Su Xiangchen continued: "You can choose one of the chorus competition and the recitation competition. You must participate in one of them. You can also sign up for both, but there will be no extra class points. The one with the highest score will be awarded. That one, each class of theatrical performances currently needs to apply for 1-2 programs, first participate in the grade selection, and the selection will be after the May Day holiday."

Du Xiaoran asked: "Is it the same as last year, the points for one program and two programs in the primary election are different?"

Su Xiangchen nodded: "But this time there are only certificates and no prizes."

Lu Shen said: "It's good to get one certificate. Let's try to make up two shows."

At this time, it is basically the time to betray each other. The English teacher stood up when the voice was accidentally louder: "Keep down the voice, I am afraid that other classes will not know that you are making trouble in the evening self-study..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a cheer from the next door. Wu Ren, who went to the bathroom, returned with honor, and said by the way: "It seems that every class is discussing the art festival."

The English teacher waved his hands helplessly: "It's all your fault, forget it, let's make trouble."

Su Xiangchen wrote down those who signed up and those who were nominated on the blackboard, divided them into two columns, and analyzed the simplicity, cost, and points of each program.

For example, street dance, even if it is half-baked or even just learned, can always arouse the enthusiasm of the students, and the scores will be higher.

As for the violin of a classmate, in fact, there is another tenth-level competitor in the same grade who has participated in many competitions. It is easy to be suppressed, so it is better to integrate it into other programs to enhance the color, so the effect will be better, and No comparison no harm.

In the end, everyone decided, one dance medley, one multi-person chorus, the second choice must be a recitation, and the class characteristic display will first inquire about the enemy's situation before making a decision.

The matter of inquiring about the enemy's situation was honorably handed over to Fang Wang and the two, and an ancient poem was set for the recitation.

After finalizing these, Su Xiangchen began to think of ways to design tricks for the show. Xu Jing wanted to peek several times, but was blocked by Su Xiangchen with quick eyes and hands, and yelled at him fiercely: "What are you doing?"

Xu Jing withdrew his hand: "It's okay not to look at it, but Su Xiangchen, do you want to take care of the left-behind children? You ignore me several times a day."

"Busy." Su Xiangchen turned his head, mercilessly ignoring her boyfriend's accusation.

Xu Jing suddenly felt extremely empty, other couples were sticky and greasy after falling in love, but his family's Chenchen spent less time with each other than before dating because they were both busy.

On the day when Su Xiangchen announced the song and dance drama plan, the whole class applauded for more than ten seconds. It was only because Su Xiangchen's idea was so unique and easy to implement that it didn't require too much cost and too high a level.

Everyone teased Su Xiangchen with good intentions, and praised Su Xiangchen to the point of embarrassment, leaving a hurried sentence of "I'll go find the training ground" and ran away.

Since the first selection of the art festival was put on the schedule, some people always asked for leave for the evening self-study of each class. Taking advantage of this time to rehearse, Su Xiangchen scheduled a little later than other classes because of creativity and song selection. The open activity classroom had already been occupied, so Su Xiangchen looked for another open space.

He remembered that there was a large space behind the dormitory building, because it was far away from the teaching building, so it might not have been occupied. When he went over to look, he found that there was really no one there. They needed a lot of people for dancing. The open space is just convenient for them to play.

Just as he was about to go back to announce the happy news to Xu Jing and the others, he noticed a figure beside the grass altar.

Su Xiangchen was startled suddenly, and took a big step back.

The figure also noticed the voice, turned around, and saw that it was a boy who was a little short.

It wasn't very dark yet, and there were street lights, so Su Xiangchen shouldn't have failed to notice that there was a person, but the person was squatting in the grass and suddenly stood up, which surprised Su Xiangchen.

Su Xiangchen saw that he was holding a set of quilts in his hands, which must have been thrown from upstairs, and there were still some bruises on his face, Su Xiangchen was very familiar with this, this person was obviously bullied.

The man glanced at him hastily, and ran away from the other way as quickly as a frightened bird holding the quilt. Su Xiangchen didn't chase after him. Most people who are still enduring will not easily tell others.

Su Xiangchen went back to the classroom, called out all the people who were going to participate in the dance medley, and divided them into four groups, each occupying a corner to rehearse.Each group has a person in charge. Su Xiangchen is in charge of running around in the four places. The ancient dance and street dance groups have choreographers, so it is enough to cooperate with Su Xiangchen's ideas. The other two dance groups gather together to study the video , trying to line up a suitable dance out.

Xu Jing was afraid that Su Xiangchen's new office would not be able to control everyone, so he skipped the debate training and came over to take a look, and found that this group of people was still very face-saving. Although there were occasional disputes, they were not too big, and Su Xiangchen resolved them with ease.

Xu Jing looked at his figure and smirked, and couldn't help thinking that there was something about his future.

Su Xiangchen is an excellent person at his core. God bestowed on him admirable talents and talents. Even if he has been dragged down by his body and family for so many years, he can still get on the right track if he is given a chance.

He shines from the very core.