Zhou Xiaoyun’s Happy Life

Chapter 55 "June 1st" Festival Performance (4)

On Monday morning, Fang Wenchao took Zhou Xiaoyun to the county seat by car.

Principal Qiao came to see him off with a smile and asked Fang Wenchao to bring Zhou Xiaoyun back safely, and Fang Wenchao agreed immediately. Principal Qiao faced Zhou Xiaoyun kindly again: "Zhou Xiaoyun, don't be nervous when you go today and behave well, you know?"

Zhou Xiaoyun nodded obediently. Today she put on a new skirt and new sandals bought from the mall. She braided her hair into two braids and hung them down to her chest. She looked very fair, delicate and dewy.

Zhou Xiaoyun like this doesn't look like a child from the countryside. No one would doubt that she was a girl who grew up in the city.

 The activities sponsored by the Education Bureau were held in the auditorium of the county experimental primary school. The experimental primary school occupies a large area with several four-story teaching buildings. The environment is much better than that of rural primary schools. After arriving at the Experimental Primary School, it was very lively with people coming and going.

Zhou Xiaoyun, who has memories of her past life, will naturally not look around like a country girl who has never seen the world, but she is still very curious about this old school that she has heard about for a long time.

She followed Fang Wenchao towards the auditorium and looked around. Many students were doing activities outside. The activities were similar to those of children in the countryside, which included kicking shuttlecocks and jumping rubber bands. However, the children in the city's primary schools were obviously much better dressed.

 They looked curiously at the sudden crowd of people in the school, but they were just looking at it curiously. No children came around to join in the fun.

If this was placed in the countryside, I'm afraid it would have been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside the auditorium. Zhou Xiaoyun thought of this and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Arrived in the auditorium, Fang Wenchao asked Zhou Xiaoyun to sit on the actor's bench in the front row while he ran to the front to draw lots. At this time, the order of the performances is determined by drawing lots on the spot, and the order of performance is very particular.

 It’s not good if it’s too early, the judges’ scores will easily be lowered; but it’s even worse if it’s too late, too many shows will make you numb after watching them, and you won’t be able to appreciate them.

The most ideal thing is of course to be a little closer to the middle. There are more than 20 programs in total, and the tenth or so show is the best when the atmosphere heats up.

On the left and right of Zhou Xiaoyun were children who were coming to compete. A few seats on the left were a group of dancers. They were all about eleven or twelve years old in gauze skirts. Listening to their chatter, Zhou Xiaoyun knew that they were students from a primary school in the city. .

Sitting on the right is a girl about the same age as her. This girl is holding an erhu in her hand and is dressed up very beautifully and fashionably. Her hair is **** high like a little princess. She also wears bright makeup on her face and her body is impressive. Wearing a bright red lace skirt.

Zhou Xiaoyun felt that it looked familiar and couldn't help but take a second look. At this glance, she finally remembered: Isn't this the one that Zhou Guoqiang had looked at when he took her to buy clothes? No wonder it seemed familiar. Fortunately, she didn't take it seriously at the time. Otherwise, it would be awkward to wear the same clothes on the stage today!

Zhou Xiaoyun's frequent gazes made the girl realize that she was wrong. She thought she was too beautiful and eye-catching. She talked to Zhou Xiaoyun with some pride: "You are also here to perform, right? Which school are you from?"

Zhou Xiaoyun didn’t want to be troublesome, but when people asked, he couldn’t help but answer: “I’m from Xingwang Primary School.”

A hint of contempt appeared on the girl's face: "Xingwang Primary School? What kind of school is this? I've never heard of it. It's a rural primary school. I am from this school, a student of the Experimental Primary School." Speaking of "Experimental Primary School" After reading these few words, the girl puffed up her chest proudly, feeling like a city student.

Zhou Xiaoyun smiled reservedly and said nothing. What is there to say to such a person? If I had known, I shouldn't have spoken to her in the first sentence.

The girl continued talking on her own: "My name is Qin Xue. I am eight years old and in the first grade this year. I will perform the erhu later. What about you?"

Zhou Xiaoyun sighed. He was really expressionless. Didn't you see that she, a country girl, didn't want to pay attention to her? At first glance, she looked like a pampered young lady from the city: "My name is Zhou Xiaoyun." You know what I mean, don't come and talk to me.

It’s a pity that God didn’t receive her wish, and Qin Xue was chattering again: “What are you going to perform next? You don’t have anything in your hand, are you ready to sing?”

 The harmonica is in the hands of Teacher Fang, but there is no need to explain this to her. They are not familiar with it yet.

He agreed vaguely, and just as Fang Wenchao came over after drawing the lots, he said with a smile, "We are lucky, we are on our twentieth appearance, so we don't have to worry and enjoy the show slowly before the finale."

 Actually, Fang Wenchao was very frustrated and his luck was so bad. Why did he get the last lot? This was the most unflattering sequence, but how could he show such emotions in front of Zhou Xiaoyun, so he had to force a smile to reassure Zhou Xiaoyun.

Zhou Xiaoyun pretended not to understand anything and then became happy: "Well, I will watch the program first. There must be many exciting programs. I have never participated in such an event. Today is going to be an eye-opener."

Qin Xue’s teacher also came over. Coincidentally, Qin Xue’s lottery number was No. 19, which happened to be the one before Zhou Xiaoyun’s.

Qin Xue was a little dissatisfied with being in the last few games and pouted. It was dazzling to see Zhou Xiaoyun smiling at the beginning of the school year. He deliberately said loudly so that Zhou Xiaoyun could hear: "It's really stupid. It's the worst thing to come last. It's never easy to get high scores. I don't know why I'm so happy."

Fang Wenchao also heard it and felt a little embarrassed. Zhou Xiaoyun pretended not to hear and asked Fang Wenchao to sit down.

Qin Xue felt a little annoyed when she saw that others ignored her and made herself miserable, so she went to chat with her teacher.

After a while, two hosts, a man and a woman, came up and said a lot of mandarin phrases, and finally announced that the performance had officially begun.

 The programs ranged from good to average, most of which were dance songs. One school was very creative and had some boys perform martial arts, which won a lot of applause.

Zhou Xiaoyun gradually felt relieved after watching it. She originally thought it was just like what was shown in the party on TV, but now it seems that it is just ordinary. After all, the performers were all primary school students. At that time, each school did not have much funds to arrange programs, so everyone was of similar level. Occasionally, there are excellent and eye-catching programs mostly from urban primary schools.

Time passed quietly, the applause gradually became sparse, and fewer and fewer judges were whispering to each other and watching the show seriously. At this time, Qin Xue from the Experimental Primary School came on stage to perform. She sat on the stage and took out her erhu, and her posture was very impressive. There were not many primary school students who knew how to play musical instruments. The judges were all excited.

 (End of this chapter)