My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

For this kind of class, just put on a 'I'm listening! I am really listening! ’ looks like, and then you can fish endlessly.

I have to say, that's true... cool!

Compared to the torture of the English class this morning, this afternoon class can only be described as refreshing.

"Everyone sit down. I won't talk about the papers today. I have something to tell everyone."

Hearing this sentence, all the classmates in the class, without exception, instantly became happy and calmed down.

Don't talk about papers?

It's good not to talk about papers!

As long as you don't talk about the papers and don't ask questions, you can say anything!

"It's the school cultural festival again, you all participated last year, so I won't say much about the specific process.

It's still three days, the first day of class demonstrations, the second day of class internal activities, the third day of cultural performances, the same old three.

Our task in this class is to determine the person in charge of the cultural festival, the theme of the class display, the theme of the class activity and the cultural performance class program. "

Saying that, Pharaoh wrote the things that need to be done on the blackboard one by one.

Then, he turned back and continued to say to the classmates,

"Just now, the director discussed with several grade leaders. The theme of the class activity on the second day of this year is the same as last year, which is still food.

It's actually a class dinner.

Take a look at what you are going to bring, what you are going to do in the class, which venue in the school you are going to reserve, and think about it in advance, don't wait until there is no venue. "

"puff."

Hearing this, Li Ziqian couldn't help laughing for a while.

That's what their class was like last year.

After the teacher had arranged the matter, he would be the boss. The person in charge found someone who "did not hear anything outside the window, and only read only the books of the sages", and it was not until the end that the matter was settled.

In the end, a scapegoat was temporarily caught to take over this mess.

If I remember correctly, their class didn't make any preparations at that time, but they had to eat at noon, so the whole class had to order takeout together.

At that time, the spectacle of taking out food aroused the attention and attention of leaders of all sizes.

To be fair, the teacher is quite frustrating, but as a student who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the fun, it was quite a pleasant day.

After all, there is no activity arrangement and design, sitting in the class, touching the fish and brushing the mobile phone... That's a cool thing.

"Don't go too far, don't spend too much, basically one person can pay for one hundred and eighty shifts."

While Li Ziqian was recalling what happened at last year's cultural festival, Lao Wang was still chatting with everyone about the event requirements.

cultural festival...

Li Ziqian felt that the meaning of this kind of activity was quite subtle.

In order to show the strength and face of its own teachers, the school basically holds regular activities every year.

On the surface, it is a combination of work and rest, but in fact, it is a face project in Li Ziqian's view.

The happy people will be happier during the festival, and the unhappy people will be even less happy because of the festival.

In his perception, the current situation of the cultural festival is roughly that those who are incompetent should study hard in the classroom and enjoy the success, and those who are capable should not only study hard but also work overtime.

Moreover, sometimes studying hard and working overtime will end in a thankless end.

Before he was not divided into classes last year, Li Ziqian clearly remembered that there was a good brother in his class who was so busy that he was about to turn into a top. , No serious mental head, can't distinguish the priority from the secondary.

He still remembers the unreasonable look of that classmate's grievance.

Li Ziqian would definitely not be interested in participating in such a thankless thing.

The auditorium is his forever home. When others perform, he sleeps, how wonderful!

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Let Li Ziqian develop this energy-saving style and habit, and this status quo also has an inescapable responsibility.

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Their class is not an art class, and there are no hard and fast rules for class programs. They just require at least one class program. There are no restrictions on individual programs. Anyway, they have to be selected at the same time.

After Pharaoh finished all kinds of activity requirements, the class became obviously restless.

Everyone is at the age of youth. Except for the old energy-saving patients like Li Ziqian, most of them are very enthusiastic about this activity.

When Pharaoh said that everyone could start a group discussion, the class exploded in an instant.

"Hey, I said, how about Qi Wu, just the video we watched before."

"You said that!! Right!"

"Yes, yes, handsome, right?!"

"Finch eats crickets!"

Qi Wu pays great attention to the stage effect, and the personal part does not need to be very prominent. For activities such as school cultural festivals, the main thing is to see a neat and visually striking card surface.

Li Ziqian also likes to watch this kind of dance video occasionally. After all, visually, it looks good.

"How about the stage play! I remember that the third class didn't play one last year. It's always interesting."

"Alright! But what about the script?"

"Ah this..."

"chorus!"

"…"

"Hey! The chorus can also be very handsome! Let me tell you something, if you don't believe me, I will send you a video!"

"Are you sure? Old Wang is still here!"

"…"

When the group discussion in the class was in full swing, Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei were staring at each other.

‘Or… go to bed at this time? How to say'

'It's no coincidence, that's what I thought too. ’

Just after Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei made eye contact, the accident happened.

In fact, mainly for Mo Nanbei, the accident happened.

Several girls suddenly came over and dragged Mo Nanbei with a chair.

No way, this is the difference between people.

A big idler like him, who is nothing but handsome, at this time, as long as he dares to lie down and sleep, no one will come to disturb him.

Wonderful!

Ten minutes later, when Old Wang clapped his hands to signal everyone to end the discussion, Mo Nanbei returned with her stool.

"Tsk tsk, what a shame."

Li Ziqian clicked his tongue, mocking Mo Nanbei's misfortune.

"No way, maybe this is the price of being beautiful."

The implication of Mo Nanbei's words is that Li Ziqian is ugly, and no one wants to talk to him at all.

"But I slept very well."

"…"

"Your mother exploded."

Clearly, someone was furious.

She is in a hurry, she is in a hurry.

It took ten minutes to make up for the sleep, and the already happy mood became more and more happy.

Pharaoh stepped onto the podium again, and his expression was a little more solemn than before.

"I suddenly have something to deal with here. You choose a person in charge to preside over this matter, and give me a plan before the end of the next self-study class."

"Okay~", the classmates rarely responded uniformly.