It really rained on the day of the sports meeting.
The rain began to fall at night, pattering, big and small for a while, and there was obvious water accumulation in the morning. Even though the rain was getting heavier, the students still rushed to school early. Everyone either opened an umbrella or put on a raincoat. Everyone had a dignified expression on their faces, and some people looked at the sky and prayed silently.
In view of years of experience, the school has already prepared a backup plan. If it rains continuously, the sports meeting will be canceled and all teachers and students will return to the classroom. It doesn't matter if you don't bring your textbooks, the teachers have prepared the papers and just use this time for the exam.
No one wants to take the test.
While others were stamping their feet anxiously, Nan Xiangwan sat on the side quietly doing math problems.
Practicing cheerleading in the past two days has delayed a lot of time. The original study plan has not been completed until now, so she has to work overtime. Write and draw on the paper.
To be honest, Nan Xiangwan really hoped that the sports meeting would be cancelled, so that she could review the midterm exam with peace of mind. Who knew that when she was concentrating on studying functions, someone yelled, "It's raining!"
Soon, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd, everyone scrambled to stretch out their hands and open their umbrellas, wanting to see if the rain was really getting light.
"Oh..." Nan Xiangwan, who was working on a question, let out a low voice and jumped up. Just a moment ago, someone's umbrella fell to her side, and the rain on the umbrella formed a stream and sprinkled on her body impartially. In order to protect the paper in her hand from getting wet, she accidentally dropped the umbrella on the ground. When she bent down to pick up the umbrella, the pen in her hand rolled into the stagnant water again.
"..."
The raindrops fell on Nan Xiangwan's head and face, and there were drops of water on her eyelashes, like tears. Nan Xiangwan felt that he was very unlucky, what did not go well, what did not work. You see, she thought that the rain would be heavier to cancel the sports meeting, but it turned out that the rain stopped at this time.
wrong.
Nan Xiangwan raised her head and found that there were still ripples from raindrops in the small puddle not far away. She continued to raise her head and found that she had a navy blue umbrella on her head at some point.
The rain no longer wet her hair and clothes, but instead, Lin Xiaoran's neutral voice said, "I'll give you an umbrella, you can write."
"Oh..." Nan Xiangwan sighed, and hid under Lin Xiaoran's umbrella to concentrate on the problem.
Although the rain in the sky was a little lighter, there were more random winds. For a while, there was a wind coming from one side, bringing the rain on his face, and another time, a wind coming from the other side, and it scattered on the test paper. Lin Xiaoran and others While talking, she didn't notice these details at all, and she had to repeatedly remind him to change the direction of the umbrella.
Such a simple matter had to be talked about, which made her always distracted. Nan Xiangwan was about to be pissed off by Lin Xiaoran, a scumbag is a scumbag, so stupid even holding an umbrella.
About half an hour later, someone yelled again, "The rain has stopped!"
In fact, there are still some sporadic raindrops floating in the sky, but they are much smaller than before. Everyone excitedly took off the rain gear, expecting the rostrum to give an order, and the sports meeting will really come.
Lin Xiaoran put away the umbrella, only then did Nan Xiangwan notice that his back was wet. It turned out that his height and leg length were much higher than Nan Xiangwan's. In order to cover Nan Xiangwan more tightly, he could only bow down and lower the umbrella, but instead exposed his back to the rain.
"Fool." Nan Xiangwan curled his lips and cursed in his heart.
Soon, the sound of passionate music came from the loudspeaker, and the director of politics and education announced that the sports meeting was about to start, and everyone stood at the designated position within five minutes.
With an order, the girls in the disciplinary class took off their black school uniforms, revealing their blue short sleeves and white tennis skirts.
The summer uniform of No. 3 Middle School is only trousers. Except for young female teachers, it is rare to see girls wearing skirts. This move of the girls in the discipline class undoubtedly became the focus of the audience. Everyone spread the word, and everyone rushed to look this way, and some people exclaimed or whispered.
The left side of the disciplinary class happened to be the base camp of the rocket class. Seeing this scene, Wang Xiang raised his eyebrows and smiled at Chen Shiyun: "Isn't this the disciplinary class? Heh, only the disciplinary class can do such things. In my case, I can't wear it."
Nan Xiangwan happened to go to pick up a bouquet from a classmate, and Wang Xiang's words fell into her ears.
The entrance ceremony of the rocket class is also ingenious. The theme of the square team is to promote traditional culture. The five men and five women in the front row respectively show everyone ancient Chinese sports, such as polo, cuju, shuttlecock, stilts, etc. In the previous day's preview, everyone had seen their performance. The whole program was exquisitely arranged, integrating knowledge, fun and interactivity, coupled with Chen Shiyun's figure with considerable dancing skills, it was indeed even better.
Especially today, they put on carefully prepared Hanfu one after another. Chen Shiyun's clothes are a pink shirt and skirt, her long hair is tied into a bun, and a sapphire hairpin is inserted on it, which looks very much like Ping Ting who came down from an ancient painting. girl.
But this doesn't mean that the people in their rocket class can be full of superiority and step on them from above.
Thinking of this, Nan Xiangwan snorted softly, and deliberately said to Jiang Daring who just got the bouquet: "Put up the skirt a little bit more, your legs are straight and thin, it would be a pity not to show them, and others have to show them if they want to." Ah." After finishing speaking, Ruoyou glanced at Wang Xiang.
Wang Xiang knew that Nan Xiangwan's words were aimed at herself, but she didn't take it to heart. High school students have to look like high school students. It is a fact that the disciplinary class wears revealing clothes, why don't people say it? Of course she understands why they dress like this, they do everything they can to attract attention, it's vulgar, vulgar, and disgusting!
Nan Xiangwan was about to die of anger from Wang Xiang's provocative eyes, but she couldn't do anything to Wang Xiang, so she could only do her best to perform the show well, and the audience's applause was the best response.
It's a pity that things backfired, and the perfect performance of the disciplinary class went wrong at the end.
At the critical stage of his final appearance, Li Shuai, who ran from behind, fell down with a "baji" in full view of the crowd. In order to catch up with the final appearance, Li Shuai had to use his hands and feet to get up from the ground. Who knew that he hadn't stood still, and fell down firmly again. Although he tried his best to catch up with the time, it was a pity that the music beat waited for no one. When the notes for the debut sounded, Li Shuai could only lie on the ground and lift up the bouquet with everyone.
At that moment, Nan Xiangwan's heart was bleeding.
The music stopped, everyone put away the bouquets and stood back to their original positions, and continued to complete the second half of the entrance ceremony. Along the way, Nan Xiangwan was extremely depressed, thinking that the discipline class would definitely be laughed to death by the other classes, they practiced so hard After so long, it turned out to be a joke in the end. She even began to blame herself. If she had known this, she should not have recommended boys to perform cheerleading.
The other classes were indeed dying of laughter.
But it's not a malicious ridicule, but a hearty laugh.
This was far beyond Nan Xiangwan's expectations.
After the opening ceremony, everyone said that the entrance ceremony of the disciplinary class was the most special. As for the entrance ceremony of the rocket class, it seemed as if it had never been performed before, and no one mentioned it at all.
Everyone said that the programs of the discipline class were youthful, energetic, and had the finishing touch—the boys dressed as women standing in the last row were simply the light of the discipline class. Those who knew each other and didn't know each other ran to the disciplinary class. Everyone rushed to find out who that boy was, saying that he was too funny and talented in comedy, and they must help him convey their admiration.
Li Shuai became famous as expected, and even more successful than expected.
Everyone even thought that the last two consecutive "dogs eating mud" were intentional, to enhance the comedy effect and push the whole show to a climax.
Li Shuai had to explain to everyone: "No, actually I really want to dance well, but because it just rained, the ground is too slippery."
"Don't lie, it was intentional..."
"..." Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Li Shuai could only smirk helplessly.
Nan Xiangwan felt relieved.
Because it had just rained and the weather was a bit chilly, Nan Xiangwan couldn't take care of getting dressed, so he couldn't wait to look at the Rocket Squad, to be more precise, to see Wang Xiang's expression. Did she look down on the discipline class like that, was she overwhelmed by their performance, or amused by Li Shuai's funny performance
The result disappointed Nan Xiangwan.
Wang Xiang sat not far away, squatting on the ground, not paying attention to her looking at her at all. Wang Xiang was lying on the stool like a shrimp, writing something in a hurry. There was a piece of printed paper next to it, which was densely packed with words.
Nan Xiangwan guessed that she should be writing a radio script for the rocket class. The third middle school sports meeting implements a point system. Athletes can get points for their rankings, and they can also get points for submitting a broadcast draft. The broadcast draft will be read by the announcer, and the points will be awarded. Certificates of merit.
Nan Xiangwan suddenly felt a little lost. She wanted to prove something to others, maybe they didn't take you seriously from the beginning to the end. Why should she care so much about other people's casual glances and casual words
Never give up everything for others, only yourself is really worth working hard for.
"Put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold." Nan Xiangwan was looking in the direction of the rocket class in a daze, when suddenly, someone put a school uniform jacket on her from behind.
Nan Xiangwan looked back, Lin Xiaoran was lowering his head. He was holding a booklet, and his right index finger was slowly gliding across the booklet, with a focused expression.
The rain in the morning delayed the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, and all events will also be postponed. Lin Xiaoran needs to re-inform the students who have events about the competition time.
Nan Xiangwan noticed that Lin Xiaoran's back was still not dry, and he didn't know if it was from the rain or from sweating from running around. She promised, put on her school uniform jacket slowly, thanked Lin Xiaoran for the first time, and added in a low voice, "You look carefree, I didn't expect you to be very careful." She said that Lin Xiaoran held an umbrella for her The matter of sheltering from the rain, and the matter of him telling himself to put on his coat.
"Ah?" Lin Xiaoran raised his head, and smiled angrily, "Of course, you are the main force of our class, if you don't serve well, who will you serve? We are still waiting to rely on you to win the championship."
"..." Nan Xiangwan rolled his eyes at him after zipping it up, and said angrily, "You just wait." After speaking, he sat down on the stool, took out the math paper and continued to work on the problem.