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Li Daokui took two logistics staff to sit a little in front of Lin Yue, and glanced behind him from time to time. The scene... was like guarding against thieves, making people laugh and cry.

In order not to let him make trouble, the headmaster really broke his heart.

"Is that Lin Yue?"

"That's right, it's him."

"Didn't he say he was going to perform on stage? I've read the program list, but he's not on it."

"What I said in the cafeteria back then was a scene talk, like...'Wait for me if you have the ability?'"

"Will it be?"

"Why not? Is it possible that Chengdu can come back at this time? The shows are all pre-rehearsed. Without him yesterday, it would be impossible to have him today."

"Didn't you see that the principal sent Mr. Li over there, just to prevent him from becoming angry and making trouble on stage?"

"..."

The students in front were talking endlessly.

Lin Miaomiao looked at him with a smile on her face, feeling very interesting. This guy can say that he has a protagonist halo, and he attracts attention wherever he goes. Qian Sanyi’s name has been overshadowed by him. Now the parents talk about grades Only then did I think of Qian Sanyi, and when we talked about the topic of elite middle schools, the most common remark was "Do you know that there is a prickly head in the second grade of high school that teachers are afraid of?"

Jiang Tianhao said: "Xiao Qi, be careful when you perform for a while, I'm afraid he will harm you."

When he said this, for some reason, what came to his mind was the scene of Bush Jr. being thrown away by reporters while speaking in Iraq.

"knew."

Deng Xiaoqi was a little impatient. After saying this, she noticed that the director of the art department who moved the props was talking to the people standing at the entrance of the stage, and her eyes lit up.

That's Qian Sany, right?

She couldn't sit still anymore: "Miaomiao, I'll go first."

Other people's attention was on Lin Yue. Some wanted to see the big prickly head humiliate himself, and some expected the big prickly head to come back from the jedi. She was different. Her purpose was to let Qian Sanyi see her The wonderful performance on the stage, knowing how good she is, is incomparable to those girls who circle around him.

Jiang Tianhao saw that Deng Xiaoqi was gone, and followed behind to the waiting area, leaving Lin Miaomiao alone to complain that they had forgotten their friends after seeing sex.

After a few breaths, the lights on and off the stage dimmed, and a chasing light moved to the center of the stage with the host of the party.

"Students, teachers, good evening everyone, welcome to the scene of the 2016 New Year's Day Party of Elite Middle School..."

The host of the party, Zou Qianqian, was wearing delicate makeup and said the opening remarks of the party in high spirits, receiving a round of warm applause.

Seeing that everyone's attention was shifted to the stage, Lin Miaomiao hesitated for a while, bent down and left her seat, and slipped to the seat behind Lin Yue to sit down while trying not to disturb others.

Only Li Daokui gave her a sideways glance, but said nothing.

"Hey, hey, what are you thinking?"

Lin Miaomiao leaned forward, put her arms flat on the backrest behind Lin Yue, and whispered a question in his ear.

As for the opening cross talk prepared by the students in the second and third classes of high school on stage, they really didn't have any interest in listening to it.

Lin Yue turned his head and glanced at her: "You are so close to me, you are not afraid of being seen by a class teacher, and tell your mother about it?"

Lin Miaomiao was stunned when she heard the words.

A class teacher?

"You mean Teacher Zhao?"

Lin Yue said: "Then do you think that when I matched my cousin and Teacher Cai at the sports meeting, why did the video get posted online so quickly?"

"You mean... Teacher Zhao did it?"

"Can you still find someone who has the motivation and ability to do it?"

Lin Miaomiao thought about it, and it really made sense.

At the sports meeting, only the teacher could take out the mobile phone to record the video, and Lin Yue made the most misfortune in Class 1 of Senior Two. As the class teacher, Zhao Rongbao was the most motivated person to put the video on the Internet to recruit Lin Yue.

And as her former class teacher, Zhao Rongbao has her mother's WeChat account.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Miaomiao gritted her teeth and replied, "I'm not afraid."

Lin Yue took a deep look at her: "Still in a cold war with Wang Shengnan?"

Lin Miaomiao did not answer this question.

She was indeed in a cold war with Wang Shengnan, and she didn't go home last weekend. Lin Dawei was worried, and came to see her at school, and didn't take her away by force, so he told him to call him when he calmed down.

Out of breath?

I can't let this breath go...

"Don't talk about me, I'm asking you, what do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do? What do I want to do? I'm not watching a performance at the party?" Lin Yue replied with a smile, not forgetting to stretch out his hands that were a little calloused by wood carving, to serve the second and third classes of high school. The two young boys who talked about cross talk applauded.

Lin Miaomiao seemed to smell the faint smell of smoke from her fingertips. If it wasn't for the thunderous applause from the audience, she would doubt whether she had returned to the utility room.

"Don't lie to me, you must be playing tricks."

This guy seems to be out of tune in his words and actions, but he never breaks his promise every time he slaps someone in the face. Now there are N people in the auditorium wanting to see his jokes, and the principal even sent Li Daokui to guard against him making trouble. , must face the difficulties. If you sit safely until the end of the party, isn't it self-destructive?

"..."

"Speak quickly, you speak quickly."

Seeing that he didn't answer the question, Lin Miaomiao pushed his shoulder with her hand.

Lin Yue said helplessly: "I really didn't want to make trouble. It's New Year's Day. It's a good start. If you make trouble, it will be unlucky for the elite middle school."

"I do not believe."

Based on past experience, Lin Miaomiao would not believe such nonsense.

Lin Yue turned around and looked at her face to face: "You expect me to do something unexpected?"

This question stopped her.

Because she realized that this was what she was looking forward to, and she was extremely excited. Others came to see the party, but she came to see how Lin Yue made a party.

Could it be that he was infected? Is he also a guy who is afraid of chaos in the world?

"I...I'm not expecting, but curious, do you understand curiosity?"

"Oh, curious, then you should be curious." Lin Yue turned his head away.

"No..." Lin Miaomiao hooked his shoulders with her hands, and was about to continue talking, when Lin Yue pointed to the stage: "Look, the program of Class 1, Grade 2."

"Stop changing the subject."

"It's really a program from Class 1, Grade 2, you were deceived by them."

These words finally caught Lin Miaomiao's attention. Turning around, Qian Sanyi, Jiang Tianhao, Tian Xu and the others were wearing yellow jackets, yellow shorts, white hats, and white sneakers. With the sound of thumping, he bent his arms and swayed his legs, twisted his waist and turned his head, and kept posing in various human shapes. Although it seemed too stiff and unnatural to Lin Yue, for those off-court players who couldn't get their mobile phones a few times a year, For high school students who are seriously lacking in entertainment activities, it is still very fresh, especially when it comes to taking off their jackets, it even caused a lot of screams, and even girls who were infatuated stood up and waved their hands and shouted "Qian Sanyi".

"Liars, a bunch of big liars!"

Lin Miaomiao was very upset. Just now she asked Jiang Tianhao what Class 1, Grade 2, was performing, and that guy insisted on group crosstalk. What happened? Crosstalk is a ghost, it's actually a group dance. Yes, she did not participate in the program of Class 2 and 6 of Senior High School, but in order not to let the science experimental class overwhelm the liberal arts experimental class, she came up with a lot of ideas, and now she was caught off guard, not to mention the type of program, even the clothes she wore All hit the shirt.

"How did Qian Sanyi and the others learn from you?"

"Is this also due to me?" Lin Yue was speechless, unable to understand her logic.

"Of course, because of you, they guard our class like thieves."

"Fine."

What else can he say?

During the conversation between the two, the students from Class 1, Grade 2, finished dancing "Strength and Beauty". When Jiang Tianhao was about to leave the stage, he gave Lin Yue a sharp look with a strong sense of provocation.

Some of the audience in the audience also turned their heads to look at him because of his little tricks, and there was another burst of discussion. After all, everyone knows the conflict between Jiang Tianhao and Lin Yue. One is a well-known rich second generation in Jiangzhou, and the other is fearless The big prickly head, who will obey whom? No one will obey anyone!

Lin Miaomiao was taken aback, and quickly shrank back, for fear that others would drag her into the topic.

Fortunately, the hostess walked to the center of the stage at the right time, and said with a smile: "The following program is the chicken dance brought by Class 2 and 6 of Senior High School. Welcome everyone."

Wow...

The students turned their heads away from him.

Lin Miaomiao also had the courage to look up at the stage.

Because it was planned by herself, she stopped whispering to Lin Yue and watched the students' performance seriously.

Yellow jacket, white skirt, white stockings, white sneakers.

At first glance, there is an illusion that the boys from Class 1, Grade 2, changed gender and returned to the stage to perform.

"How about the idea I gave them? Does it look good?"

Lin Miaomiao saw that Lin Yue didn't pay much attention to the dance on stage, and didn't know what was important, so she kept her head down and played with her mobile phone.

"Oh, don't look at it, why don't you give some applause to our class's dance?"

Lin Yue was multi-tasking, and while typing, he tilted his head back: "You care so much about my thoughts?"

"Well……"

Lin Miaomiao was taken aback again, how to answer this question, she really wanted to get his affirmation, because for some reason, she always felt that he was more authoritative than the teacher in many things.

This is a very strange feeling. The person sitting in front of her is obviously a student, just like her, and a student with no knowledge...Why is this happening?

Is it the reason why this guy has laid down several teachers who represent authority?

At the same time, at the entrance on one side of the stage, Jiang Tianhao looked at the girls on the stage with square faces and embarrassing expressions: "This is Lin Miaomiao's idea, she is the only one who dares to do this, I really don't know Should I say cute or childish, Qian Sanyi, what do you think?"

"..."

"Qian Sanyi?"

He turned his face to look, only to realize that Qian Sanyi's attention was not on him, but was looking at somewhere in the audience with a serious face.

He followed Zhuangyuan Lang's eyes and found that Lin Miaomiao put her hands on the back of Lin Yue's seat, her mouth kept talking, and her chat partner had disgust written on her face , in short, the interest is not high.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Jiang Tianhao touched Qian Sanyi's arm: "Let's go, there are three more shows until Deng Xiaoqi's solo dance, she needs you to cheer her up most now."

"Go ahead."

Zhuangyuan Lang didn't move: "Deng Xiaoqi is the champion of the city's New Year's Day Gala, so I don't need to cheer her on."

Jiang Tianhao couldn't understand what he was thinking, so he patted him on the shoulder: "Then you see, I will withdraw first."

After he finished speaking, he ran backstage without looking back, leaving behind Zhuangyuan Lang with an unsteady expression.

The chicken dance ended with a burst of applause. After the second and sixth classes of senior high school went down, the art teacher came on stage and sang a song about winter, followed by a magic show by a boy from third and third senior high school, followed by the music club’s "Goodbye Ideal" played by the band.

In the end, it was Deng Xiaoqi's turn to be on the finale, wearing an exotic blouse and long skirt, a light blue hijab and the same light veil, she walked with crackling noises, and those colorful films and beads shone brightly under the light , Shiny, and it makes her white skin, long legs, waist and slender figure, a few boys stare straight, rubbing their noses and swallowing saliva.

Some people looked at Lin Yue after a few glances and suddenly thought of something, because the hostess had just made it clear that this was the last program of the show, and it was also the one that won an award at the city's New Year's Day party.

Doesn't this mean that Lin Yue is completely dead.

There is an old saying that you don’t cry when you don’t see the coffin. Now that he sees the coffin, it’s time for him to cry.

The students in the nearby seats whispered, Li Daokui paid more attention to him, and even Tang Yuanming and Yin Tiesheng glanced at him.

Lin Miaomiao had the same idea, but she was very surprised why Lin Yue could still sit still. If it was her, she would have got up and left the scene long ago, so as not to become the laughing stock of others.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing, this is the last show."

"..."

"Pretend to be dumb again, don't think you don't speak..."

In the middle of speaking, a person walked up from behind and sat down in the empty seat beside her.

"Qian Sanyi, you...why are you here?"

At this time, Qian Sanyi had already changed out of his dance clothes and put on the school uniform of an elite middle school. It may be because he had exercised a lot just now, and there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Is this seat occupied?"

Lin Miaomiao shook her head.

"Then why can't I come and sit?" Qian Sanyi ignored her after finishing speaking, but looked at the person in front of him blankly.

Lin Miaomiao looked at Lin Yue, then at him, and understood.

Qian Sanyi came to see his joke.

This was the finale of the program. Once Deng Xiaoqi finished dancing, the New Year's Day party would be over, and Lin Yue's bragging in the cafeteria would go bankrupt.

Ding ding dong...

Accompanied by the melodious music, Deng Xiaoqi twisted her soft waist, swung her arms slowly, and spun her feet quickly, making enchanting and graceful movements one by one. A lot of exotic.

She danced very hard and showed her best form, because Qian Sanyi was watching her performance from the audience.

Seeing Lin Yue ignoring her, Lin Miaomiao could only devote her attention to her best friend, clapped and applauded continuously, and found that Qian San saw more of her and less of Deng Xiaoqi, so she couldn't help staring: "Look what I'm doing, watch the stage. "

Only then did Qian Sanyi glance ahead indifferently.

It was very dark under the stage, and people's faces could not be seen clearly, but Deng Xiaoqi knew that Qian Sanyi and Lin Yue were both in the audience, one was a sweetheart and the other was an enemy. To dance this dance well and successfully is better than dancing at the New Year's Eve party in the city.

She only paid attention to the side area, and didn't see the bald middle-aged man answering the phone in the middle of the rostrum, nor did she pay attention to Xie Weizhou's changed face.

in a minute.

She danced until her soles were sweating, and the gauze on her hands stuck to her palms. As the music subsided, her dancing movements slowed down. She finally stood still, took a few deep breaths, and bowed deeply to the audience.

Wow...

applause.

Both Lin Miaomiao and Jiang Tianhao's hands were red, but Lin Yue still looked calm, Qian San frowned.

After Deng Xiaoqi took a glance at the three people gathered together, she walked towards the exit.

But she didn't go to the backstage to change clothes immediately, but stood by and waited for the host to announce the success of the party and deliver a closing speech.

However, something unexpected happened. The stage was empty for almost half a minute before the hostess ran into the middle with an embarrassed smile.

"Teachers and students, please wait patiently for two minutes. We have also prepared a special program."

And the show?

A show not on the playlist?

All the people present looked at each other in blank dismay, even Jiang Tianhao, who praised Deng Xiaoqi for her great dancing, was stunned.

Does the special program that the host talked about have anything to do with Lin Yue?

When he was frowning and thinking, a man wearing sunglasses came out from the backstage and pushed him and Deng Xiaoqi aside: "You two students, please make way."

At the same time, a figure cut into the field of vision of the two, turned to the right, and walked to the center of the stage with a microphone.

The whole audience was suddenly quiet.

The student below looked carefully for a moment, and a star face flashed in his mind.

Chen Yixun?

That's... Eason Chan, right?

There was a brief silence in the background and there was a whisper.

In the Chinese music scene, JAY is the top male singer. If you want to say that you can wrestle with him, Lin Junjie and Eason Chan are the only ones.

That face looks very similar, but everyone is not sure, because it is illogical. How could a singer of Chen Yixun's level come to the New Year's Day party of an elite middle school? Even if he is in the mood to celebrate the New Year with young people, he should go to those prestigious universities.

Some students stood up and tried to open their eyes wide, trying to tell the truth from the fake.

To everyone's surprise, the person who looked like Chen Yixun didn't speak after coming on stage, but stood in the middle of the stage, facing the suspicious eyes and suppressed panting of the audience, his eyes swept back from left to back.