Rebirth and daily cultivation

Study early.

The sound of reading filled my ears. Xue Yuantong was reciting English. Jiang Ning had just taken a pill and was reading classical Chinese while refining the potency of the pill.

At this time, Jiang Ning's consciousness noticed something unusual, and Huang Zhongfei, Hu Jun, and Shen Qing'e stepped onto the podium one after another.

Huang Zhongfei made a quiet gesture.

After the students in the class saw it, the sound of reading gradually weakened and finally became quiet.

Huang Zhongfei was the first to say: "Let me announce something. Next Wednesday is New Year's Day. New Year's Day in No. 4 Middle School is not held uniformly, but held separately by each class. Then our class will hold its own New Year's Day party."

Hu Jun answered: "After discussion with the class leader, in order to hold this New Year's Day party, the class purchased props, such as balloons, fruits, snacks, and drinks.

"Everyone of the students pays fifteen yuan for the activity fee. Just ask me to pay it. If you pay more, you will be refunded and less will be reimbursed. If anyone has other suggestions, you can tell me."

Huang Zhongfei nodded and agreed.

Wang Longlong, who was sitting in the last row, looked at Huang Zhongfei who was giving orders on the podium, his eyes turned green with jealousy.

In such a major event in the class, I, Wang Longlong, do not have a seat.

He didn't even know the news.

For Wang Longlong, who longs for power, this is really heartbreaking!

At this moment, how much he wished that the person standing on the podium was him, Wang Longlong, how much he had dreamed of it.

Not a person like Huang Zhongfei who only has a skin!

The eighth class monitor should be a talented person.

He made a great oath that tonight he would hint to Shan Qingrong again and let him be the squad leader!

Hu Jun's fifteen yuan class fee immediately caused a stir in the class. Fifteen yuan was not much, but it was still a lot. People like Dong Qingfeng, Bai Yuxia, and Chen Qian had good families and didn't care.

But for students with ordinary families, or students who have already exceeded their living expenses this week, fifteen yuan is still a burden.

Especially Shan Kaiquan, who borrowed money from Jiang Ning for living expenses.

Now he has to pay fifteen yuan, which will cost him his life.

Shan Kaiquan was saving face and did not take the initiative to come forward.

At this time, some other students asked:

"Hu Jun, when is the latest time to pay the activity fee? I still have enough money for this week's fare to go home!"

Hu Jun thought for a while and said: "Study on Sunday night at the latest, because I need to buy things for New Year's Day with the squad leader in advance. If there is not enough money, it will waste time. I will not be able to make it to the New Year's Day party, and let other classes laugh. Oops."

The students breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that the deadline was Sunday. It was a new week and they had living expenses.

Hu Jun said sincerely: "Actually, fifteen yuan is already very little. It cannot be less. Some classes pay dozens. If it is less, the class will be shabby and other classes will see it." Said our class was so shabby."

"And we will invite the head teacher and teachers of each subject to come when the time comes."

"You don't want us, Class 8, to lose face, right?"

As soon as the words related to the class's sense of honor came out, the objections in the class completely disappeared.

Hu Jun was very satisfied with this. He said: "I am going to buy a big cake for the class at the New Year's Day party."

Dong Qingfeng asked: "Big cakes are not cheap, are they? Is our class fee enough?"

"That's right, there are so many students in our class, don't go back and finish cutting, there are still students who haven't eaten!"

"Take it easy."

Hu Jun listened to these questions, he showed a simple smile and said:

"Don't worry, the cake I ordered is not the kind of expensive animal butter, but plant butter. The monitor recommended a remote shop to me, the price is very affordable, 138 each, it is very big, definitely enough for each classmate to eat two bites of!"

Many students didn't know what vegetable butter was and what animal butter was, but they felt that Hu Jun understood it very well, so the voices of doubt disappeared.

After Hu Jun finished speaking, the budget for the New Year's Day party of Class 8 was decided.

Next, the literary and art committee member Shen Qing'e.

She stood in a position without multimedia coverage, wearing a milk-gray cotton coat and milk-blue jeans. Her legs were straight and erect.

Shen Qing'e has attracted the attention of many boys. Shen Qing'e is already good-looking, and she has recently learned to dress up, making her appearance even prettier.

Noticing the eyes of her classmates, Shen Qing'e stood on the podium with a little bit of vanity in her heart.

She glanced at Jiang Ning from the corner of her eye. He was still sitting there, as ordinary as the other students.

Shen Qing'e smiled lightly in her heart, and a sweet smile appeared on her face:

"Hello everyone, there will be a performance at the New Year's Day party, otherwise it would be too boring for everyone to just eat. So, I hope everyone can sign up for the show."

As soon as these words came out, the classmates were silent at first. Although the school started almost four months ago, the classmates in the class were not very familiar with each other. If they were to perform in front of everyone, they would always feel a little embarrassed.

Shen Qing'e had already expected this scene, but she was prepared and was about to make a move when suddenly a powerful voice sounded.

"I want to sign up for the show!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked back and saw that it was Wu Xiaoqi.

At this time, all the students in the back row looked at him, and Ma Shicheng shouted:

"Wu Xiaoqi, do you have any talent?"

Guo Kunnan said: "Wu Xiaoqi, don't mess it up, ours is a serious New Year's Day party!"

Wu Xiaoqi didn't answer. He just looked at Shen Qing'e and repeated:

"I want to sign up for the show!"

Ma Shicheng shouted loudly again: "Wu Xiaoqi, don't tell me what program you want to sign up for."

Shen Qing'e was also a little strange. She still had some impression of Wu Xiaoqi, who was not a good person.

"Okay, Wu Xiaoqi, please tell me the show."

Wu Xiaoqi fished out the basketball from under the bench, he was full of energy and his voice was sonorous and powerful:

"I want to play basketball!"

"I'm going to show everyone how to play basketball."

The classmates burst into laughter.

Shen Qing'e suddenly had a black line. Everyone has seen Wu Xiaoqi's basketball. What other tricks can he play?

"Wu Xiaoqi, thank you very much for signing up, but okay." Halfway through her words, Wu Xiaoqi saw a look of disdain on his face:

"I have played basketball for more than ten years and danced hip-hop for seven years. When the time comes, I will perform a basketball and hip-hop dance for everyone. You will be shocked."

"Are you kidding me, basketball and dancing?" Ma was shocked.

Guo Kunnan was equally confused, "What the hell is that?"

Shen Qing'e originally planned to refuse, but when she heard that hip-hop was added to basketball, it might be a bit new. In addition, Wu Xiaoqi was the first to sign up, so she couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of her classmates.

She thought about it and decided:

"Okay, now there is a program. Students with talents, please continue to sign up. You must make sure to hold the New Year's Day party well."

My classmates, seeing that Wu Xiaoqin is able to register, can playing basketball and dancing still be considered a talent?

It always felt a bit strange, but because of this, the students no longer felt embarrassed. If Wu Xiaoqi could choose that thing, they would definitely go up and play with it.

Someone shouted: "Shen Qing'e, I have talent."

"I also have talents."

Choi Woo shouted, “I can snap my fingers!”

Shen Qing'e was speechless. The one above who plays basketball is not enough, so what is this?

Someone asked: "How loud is it?"

"Bang!" Cui Yu made a loud sound.

Shen Qing'e was convinced, and she said: "This is a bit awkward, mainly because, well, it's rather monotonous."

Guo Kunnan has been eyeing Shen Qing'e since the beginning of school, but he is more rational and has not made a move. Now Cui Yu was rejected, and he shouted:

"I have talent, I can speak cross talk."

Cross talk, this is okay, finally there is something normal, Shen Qing'e nodded:

"Okay, Guo Kunnan's cross talk has been selected."

Now the students became more enthusiastic and talked about their talents one after another. Wang Longlong looked at the messy class and thought that the time has come to prove himself. This time he will show his face in the class and let the classmates remember him!

Lay a good foundation for running for squad leader in the future.

Wang Longlong bravely shouted:

"I can moonwalk, like Michael Jackson did!"

The moonwalk is an eternal classic, Shen Qing'e agrees with another one.

When Ma Shicheng saw his good brother, he followed his classmates and shouted:

"I, I also have talents."

Originally, this sound was not obvious among the classmates, but Shen Qing'e happened to hear it and asked:

"Ma Shicheng, do you have any talents?"

Ma Shicheng was startled. He was just playing around. He didn't expect to be called out. He really had no talent. However, the classmates in the class looked at him. If he didn't make up one, he would really be unable to get off the stage.

Ma Shicheng thought about it for a while and then shouted:

"I learned martial arts with my cousin when I was a child, and I will perform for everyone when the time comes!"

Martial arts? This performance is still very good, Shen Qing'e agreed.

As more and more students signed up in the class, Geng Lu raised her hand to sign up to sing, and Bai Yuxia signed up to dance.

In the chaotic classroom, Xue Yuantong lay quietly on the table. She had no talent.

She rested her head on her arms, stared at Jiang Ning with her eyes blinking, and suddenly said:

"Jiang Ning, do you have any talents that you are good at?"

"No." Jiang Ning really didn't have any talents that he was good at. He didn't know anything about singing, dancing, or musical instruments.

"Well, we are the same." Xue Yuantong found something in common with Jiang Ning and was a little happy.

"Then let's watch the New Year's Eve party together. I'll sit with you," she said.

"Do you want to see me?" Jiang Ning asked her.

"Think." Xue Yuantong nodded lightly.

"Well, he actually has some talent," he said.

Then Jiang Ning raised his hand and said:

"I regestrated."

Except for Jiang Ning's active period at the beginning of school, he was not very conspicuous in the class later on. Although he had good grades, was a good fighter, and became more and more handsome, his classmates just felt that he was very low-key.

At this moment, Jiang Ning's words attracted looks from the classmates.

Shen Qing'e stood on the podium, looking down at Jiang Ning, feeling unspeakably complicated.

Ever since they came to Yuzhou together, Jiang Ning seemed to have become a different person, and he no longer treated her the way he did before.

During this period, the few times he ate at his sister's house, he never talked to him.

The resentment I once felt toward Jiang Ning has disappeared a lot after such a long period of cold war. Instead, there are more doubts, curiosity, and dissatisfaction.

"What show are you going to perform?" Shen Qing'e asked. After saying this, she felt as if she was in another world. She and Jiang Ning had not spoken a word for several months.

If she had to describe how she felt about Jiang Ning now, it would be like the most familiar stranger.

Jiang Ning spit out two words: "Magic."

Shen Qing'e was silent for a while and said, "Okay, you come and perform."

She didn't ask Jiang Ning if he really knew how to do it. Even if he didn't know how to do it before, he should know how to do it now. She was no longer the young girl she was at the beginning. Jiang Ning's abilities and achievements had exceeded her imagination many times. .

"Yeah." Jiang Ning nodded.

Shen Qing'e selected for a while and finally got the program together.

Squad leader Huang Zhongfei said a few words on the podium, and then the three class cadres of Class 8 returned to their seats and started their morning self-study again.

However, less than five minutes later, Shan Qingrong walked to the podium with a fat man. The fat man had small eyes and looked uncomfortable.

Seeing the fat man, most of the students in the class were stunned. Is this person familiar?

I just can't remember who it is.

Shan Qingrong looked at the classmates, cleared his throat and said:

"Classmate Song Sheng took a break from school for a few months due to some special reasons. Now he is welcome to return!"

Oh, Song Sheng, as soon as these words came out, everyone remembered, isn't this Song Sheng who rolled on the ground during military training, and later beat Shan Kaiquan first in the class, and then was beaten by Jiang Ning?

Good guy, after disappearing for so long, everyone thought he stopped studying.

The classmates in the class don't have a good impression of this kind of person, so he might as well not come.

Shan Kaiquan, who was sitting at Bai Yuxia's table, stared at Song Sheng and felt unhappy. He still remembered the loss of face that day.

Now that Song Sheng is back, sooner or later he will regain the face he lost and prove his strength in front of Bai Yuxia!

Shan Qingrong looked at the seats in the class. The seats had just been allocated last time. Song Sheng's seat was replaced by a new classmate. Now only the back row was empty.

He arranged: "Song Sheng, you sit next to Wu Xiaoqi first. This semester is almost over. Next semester, the seats will be reassigned based on the final exam results."

After hearing this, Song Sheng felt a little disgusted. He knew best the students sitting at the back of the classroom. They were all unlearned and unskilled people. He didn't want to sit in the back, but there was no seat now, so he had to do this.

Waiting for the next exam, he would fly to the front and sit.

Song Sheng carried his schoolbag and walked next to Wu Xiaoqi. He glanced at Wu Xiaoqi first and said that he didn't recognize Wu Xiaoqi and had never seen him before.

Song Sheng entered the hospital too early, and his classmates didn't recognize him fully. A few months later, he had already forgotten.

He didn't know about Wu Xiaoqi.

Song Sheng threw his schoolbag on the desk. The books inside made the table shake.

Wu Xiaoqi looked sideways, wondering, who is this?

Why do you look a little wild?

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