"Students, in half a month our school will hold a regular art performance.
Have you thought about the program?"
On this day, the head teacher said this.
Then the whole class exploded over this, most of them excited.
Only Ding Xiaowei, the entertainment committee member, suddenly drooped his face.
What was a joy to other students was a big trouble to him.
At this time of year, the school takes classes as a unit and requires each class to arrange a program.
It cannot be too long or too short.
It must be moderately long and innovative.
This is a challenge for Ding Xiaowei.
The class teacher gave a class meeting time for them to vote on their own.
"I don't agree.
I think singing is too boring.
Eighty percent of the programs are singing and dancing, which is not interesting at all," classmate A reacted fiercely.
"Why is it so boring?
I think dancing is very good.
It's simple and doesn't require many people.
Besides, we Nana have been learning dance for so many years.
We can beat them all in just one scene.
We will be the champion," classmate B agreed. .
"Let's do a skit.
The skit is funny and easy to arrange.
I can supervise it," suggested classmate C.
"No, dancing is good" "Dancing makes you numb.
Dancing is worse than singing."
"No, no, no, let's just do a sketch.
I think the sketch is more interesting."
"Sing" "Dance" "Shut up, everyone."
The monitor slapped the table and stood up, "We are still in class, why are you arguing?"
"It was you who asked us to discuss it."
“How can we discuss without talking?”
"Then you can be quieter," the squad leader yelled at the crowd with his loud voice, because he was usually too fierce and still had a lingering power.
This sentence was mainly directed at the people who made the most noise, and his eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to kill them.
They all seemed to be eaten, which scared people.
"Write down all the ideas you think are good and give them to the entertainment committee.
We will vote to see which one has the most."
If I had said this earlier, it would have been over.
Ding Xiaowei stood in front of the blackboard, feeling embarrassed in all capital letters.
Everyone picked up paper and pen in a vigorous manner.
Only Murong Xuan in the corner was still sleeping on the table.
Everyone near him seemed to have agreed, and they all sat obediently even when they were the noisiest and most undisciplined. , everyone knows that the eldest young master is very angry when he wakes up.
The consequences of waking him up will be a beating or a beating.
Fortunately, it is difficult to wake him up after he falls asleep, otherwise the classmates in the class will not be so happy.
Discuss the show.
Everyone was very enthusiastic about this kind of activity that had nothing to do with learning, and soon the results of the voting statistics came out.
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The monitor finished reporting the last vote, and Ding Xiaowei's count on the blackboard also ended.
"Dancing 13, singing 6, sketch 21, cross talk 2, musical."
The squad leader paused and smiled, "What the hell is a musical?
There is only one vote."
There was a burst of laughter below.
Then he raised his hand slightly with trembling.
It was a boy in the corner.
He wore black-rimmed glasses.
He was good at studying, but he was a nerd.
He was usually very low-key in the class.
For some reason, he spoke this time: "Well, I think the musical is quite good, can I change my ticket now?”
Ding Xiaowei: "" The monitor sneered: "Are you serious?
The musical includes singing, dancing, and performances.
It's such a waste of time."
The classmate looked like he was about to cry: "But the art performance only happens once a year, so it's worth spending more time on it."
"Don't be ridiculous, even if you change your vote, there will only be two votes.
We are a democratic vote, and the minority obeys the majority, so even if you change it, it will be useless."
The monitor nodded as he spoke, feeling that what he said made sense.
Then a voice interrupted her.
"What if everyone changes?"
Compared to the boy just now, this voice was obviously more recognizable.
As soon as it came out, everyone turned around.
Murong Xuan didn't know when he woke up.
He looked like he had just woken up.
There seemed to be a trace of sleepiness in his eyes.
His short black hair was stuck tightly to the back of his neck.
He looked extremely lazy. , and was looking sideways at the monitor.
Said: "I also think the musical is quite good."
Was it you who voted for it?
Almost half of the people's jaws dropped The remaining half didn't think about what he said at all, and was kneeling down to lick the beauty.
People who are not moved by beauty: Damn it, democracy is stupid, isn’t this going to force them to change their votes?
People who are confused by beauty: Yes, yes, everything you say is right, male god.
It’s so wonderful to be in the same class as the male god.
They must have saved the world in their previous livesrrrrrr.
And that was the end of an argument.
Looking at the final unified vote count, the monitor felt that their class was so united for the first time.
Looking at the final unified vote count, the entertainment committee member felt that their class was so weak for the first time.
Musical hehe.
It's simple to say, you are not the entertainment committee member, you don't need to participate in the rehearsal, everyone will say, if you have the ability, you can arrange it yourself.
Ding Xiaowei simply wanted to die with the musical.
At the same time, there was someone whose thinking was surprisingly consistent with his.
That is Gu Zhenran, who has been extremely quiet from the beginning to now.
While everyone changed their votes, she still insisted on her choice of sketch.
Now after everyone changed their votes, she still sticks to her choice of sketch.
However useful
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As everyone knows, Murong Xuan said one thing, but her little follower cannot say the other.
Because of the brain-dead original owner's settings, she had to put on a happy face to accept this arrangement that she knew was a scam.
Why is Gu Zhenran so resistant?
This matter starts from the last time I dated Murong Xuan, ah no, we skipped class together.
After the two got rid of the two monitors, they came to the mall.
According to Master Murong, he skipped class because he wanted to be in a movie.
However, Gu Zhenran's dress was so bad that it was completely opposite to his model effect.
The girl looked like Too ordinary, even if they walked together, they would not be able to make others daydream.
The purpose of Murong Xuan bringing people out was originally to block the rotten peach blossoms that kept coming.
So they went to the mall.
Shopping.
From the street to the end of the street, I went to the barber shop, manicure shop and clothing store.
In the end, Gu Zhenran came out of the changing room completely changed.
Buddha relies on gold clothing, and people rely on clothing.
Gu Zhenran looked at herself in the mirror, agreeing with this sentence for the first time.
The originally gloomy girl put on beautiful clothes, her carefully dressed face looked petite and cute, her braids were untied, and she looked casual Sprinkled on the shoulder, the whole person looks youthful, not at all like the sloppy look she had when she first came out
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