Finally glancing at Zhi Yun'er, Jian Bai took a step back, looked up and said to Zhi Yun'er, "Remember to record a video, my sister." ” Zhi Yun'er was so shocked by his peach blossom eyes that her soul was about to be lost, and she pretended to be calm and said, "Okay, okay, I'll record a video with my mobile phone." ” Jian Bai thought for a while, and then said, "If my sister wants to watch it backstage, it's okay, but it's better to watch it in the front row of the audience." ” Zhi Yun'er hesitated, but still went out with Jian Bai, and said as she walked, "I'd better go back to the front row and sit, the visual effect is good there." ” Zhi Yun'er reached out and stroked her long hair, and her ice eyes were slightly moist.
Jian Bai listened to it in his ears and remembered it in his heart, "Okay." ” The total number of teachers and students in the entire school was about 1,000 people, and they were all sitting in one place, so that it seemed crowded.
If you accidentally run into the crowd, you may not be able to find it.
Zhi Yun'er took Jian Bai's little hand with a relieved expression.
Jian Bai took her to the second row, the middle position, and watched Zhi Yun'er sit down, looking at her with peach blossom eyes, and Zhi Yun'er looked up at him.
Jian Bai bent his thin lips slightly, took the manuscript with peace of mind, and went on stage.
He first cleared his throat, looked at the large group of people in Wuwu, and took the microphone and said a quiet word.
The boy's beautiful voice, with a unique atmosphere, makes people feel a sense of tranquility over the years.
He said two words, and in less than five minutes, the original voice was as chaotic as the crowd in the vegetable market, and it instantly fell silent.
It's not so quiet that you can hear a pin drop on the ground.
But this quiet effect is exactly what Jian Bai wants to achieve.
Hearing that the crowd was no longer noisy, Jian Bai glanced at the manuscript in his hand and began to read the speech, "Dear teachers, students, and guests, today is the annual Children's Day, first of all, I wish you a happy holiday and a happy heart, and secondly, our school held a Children's Day performance program, and please everyone" Jian Bai read the manuscript of nearly 1,000 words in one breath before taking a deep breath, putting down a hand, tilting his head slightly, revealing his delicate cheeks, and said in a cold tone.
"In the first program, the students of the third class of the third grade brought wonderful performances to everyone, and they were welcomed with applause."
As soon as the words fell, the sound of applause was deafening.
Jian Bai took the microphone and walked to the stage step by step.
Immediately afterwards, all kinds of shows, one after another, were performed by the students of each class, bringing everyone fun.
Soon it was the turn of the students in Jian Bai's class to perform the show.
Jian Bai still went on stage to read the lines, and then took a look at Zhi Yun'er before stepping off the stage.
Zhi Yuna found her phone, turned on the camera, and started recording.
Their class performed a very cool, rhythmic and melodic modern street dance.
Although there was a little mistake in the dance, the whole performance was still excellent, at least much better than other classes that also danced hip-hop.
Jian Bai also personally signed up for a program.
It's a poem.
He wrote it himself.
He didn't say to whom.
The school read the poem he wrote and thought it was good, so it passed and gave him the opportunity to perform a show alone.
"This poem is given to a person who is like a breeze caressing the surface of a lake, and then leaving no trace, I hope that in the future, she can see it."
Jian Bai said with a cold face and a normal expression
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