Another month passed in the blink of an eye. The golden autumn and October should have been the season of decay and decay. However, due to the recent arrival of a group of high school students from Beijing to exchange and study in the school, the whole campus suddenly became gorgeous. Up.
Since these high school students from Beijing came to Nanhua High School, there has been no peace on the campus. They will gather together to have parties after school every day after school. It’s okay for them to have fun, but the happiness factor in their body will be like a virus. It is the same to other people, especially for those students who have received orthodox test-oriented education in Nanhua High School, they are born with a lack of immunity to the virus. If they are infected, their willpower for years of painstaking efforts will instantly collapse. Join in To that group of people spreading the virus, this makes the headmaster Niu, who has always only looked at grades, a headache and is very worried. I am afraid that the students in my school will spend a long time with them, which will affect their studies. It is no wonder who teaches. The students who come from Beijing receive real quality education, and they all have special skills. They can either play the piano or dance. They also took the limelight in the "National Day Art Festival" that ended not long ago and suppressed the students of our school. As decent and perfect, Zhu Hui, the president of the Nanhua High School Student Union, naturally hates it in her eyes.
In the evening, when Zhu Hui had just finished her work in the student union and was about to rush back to the classroom to study in the evening, she accidentally saw a lot of students rushing towards the school's cultural office on the playground. She was very puzzled. There was no special event today. Why did they rush to the Cultural Hall. Although inexplicable, she didn't bother to pay attention. She speeded up and rushed towards the teaching building, fearing that she would be late for the evening study.
She ran into the classroom out of breath, thinking that she would be criticized by the teacher for being late, but found that there was no one in the classroom except Director Liu, who teaches math.
"Huh—how could this happen, human?" Zhu Hui opened her eyes and shot around in the classroom, confused.
"I want to ask you this question. Where are all the people in your class?" Director Liu asked her angrily.
"I—, they are obviously sitting in the classroom waiting for the evening self-study, why..."
"What? What? The first time I've been teaching a book for more than 30 years is the first time I have encountered collective skipping." Director Liu suffocated his stomach and became even more angry when he saw Zhu Hui. The evil spirits were all vented to her, accusing her of failing to control the students in her class as the class leader, letting them let them go one by one and skip class collectively.
Zhu Hui had to apologize to Director Liu again and again when seeing the scene before him, saying that this kind of thing would never happen again. Director Liu saw that she was only so pitiful, so he was too embarrassed to criticize and scold her. After all, she was not the one who skipped class. It was not helpful to say more, so he didn't embarrass her any more, picking up the books and leaving angrily Up.
Zhu Hui looked back and saw Director Liu walking away. This was a relief, and she straightened her back and said to herself angrily: "Where are these damned guys? They made me a scapegoat for nothing. A scolding.” She said, suddenly remembering the scene she saw on the playground when she came back from the student union, and thought: “It’s hard for these idiots to also go to the cultural hall of the school?” She thought, pulling her legs out. Run in the direction of the school's cultural office.
As soon as she entered the cultural hall, she was taken by the scene in front of her. The cultural hall was full of people, and it was dark and oppressive. People in the audience couldn't help cheering and whistling at the performers on the stage. Sometimes they couldn't bear it. The excitement in my heart clapped and applauded the performers on the stage, but sometimes complained. The expressions on their faces were complex and changeable, and their expressions were rich and unusual. Seeing them yelling so excitedly, Zhu Hui was puzzled. Today is nothing. National Day is not New Year's Day. Wouldn't she know if there were any cultural activities to be held in the school? Just as she was puzzled about this, she suddenly discovered that the students in her class were sitting in the row near the stage, and they really ran here to join in the fun. Zhu Hui looked very angry in her eyes, and ran over to reprimand them.
"You all come here to join in the fun, do you know whose class you skipped today?"
"I know, but we really don't want to miss the good show of'Kutou Bird vs. Beijing Movie'." One of the boys said embarrassedly.
"What nine-headed bird fights Beijing movie?" Zhu Hui looked at the stage even more puzzled.
"You can ask the vice president of the student union, this event is hers. We are just here to join in the fun."
"Vice President of the Student Union? You said Jiang Xi arranged this event?"
The male student nodded and said yes.
Zhu Hui saw that this event was arranged by the student union. As the president, she didn't even know it. When she thought of this, she didn't get angry. She ran to the backstage angrily and asked Jiang Xi what the matter was. Going on.
"President, you don't need to be so angry. We also arranged it temporarily. Who told these guys from Beijing to be so defiant." Jiang Xi said.
"How did they provoke you?"
"They don't just provoke us. They devalued all our Hubei people as worthless." Jiang Xi said, waving his fists, and his eyes burst into flames: "After school this afternoon, they were full and couldn't make it here. Come to sing, it's the nunchaku."
"so what?"
"It's okay to sing nunchakus, but the annoying thing is that they changed the lyrics."
"Change the lyrics? What did they change the lyrics to."
"They changed the phrase in the lyrics,'The sign of the sick man of East Asia was kicked over by me' to'The sign of only Chu and talent was overturned by me'. You said you can tolerate their arrogance after hearing this. ?"
"What—this group of crickets from Beijing dare to despise our Hubei people so much." Zhu Hui was so angry that she almost died, wishing to rush to the stage and teach these guys from Beijing a lesson.
Seeing Zhu Hui's anger, Jiang Xi didn't forget to fan the flames, and said in a more jealous way:
"You just know that they also said that we Hubei people should stop pretending to be nine-headed birds in the future, so as not to insult the birds."
Of course, this insult to birds was created by Jiang Xi in order to provoke Zhu Hui. People in Beijing have never said such unqualified words, but Zhu Hui believes in Jiang Xi’s lie. Flickering around.
"These damn Beijing movies are so arrogant because they are from the capital. Today they have to give them some color, and let them know that we Hubei people are not easy to bully."
"Yes, yes, now you should know my good intentions!"
As soon as Jiang Xi's voice fell, there was a sudden chuckle from behind. The two of them instinctively looked back. It turned out that it was Yang Qianfan. He was walking towards them slowly, and said casually: "You know what you can do, look at the stage. Those stinky sweet potatoes in our school will know the result of this game."
"Hey, how can you say this kind of ambition to destroy your own prestige, you are still not from Hubei!"
"Sorry, although I grew up in Wuhan, my ancestral home is in Beijing, and I am still a Huangqi, descendant of Aixinjueluo, Manchu!"
"Cut -, another Beijing slum." Zhu Hui rolled her lips and gave him a roll of eyes, without even focusing on him, a relative of the emperor.
At this moment, Song Yu also ran over to join in the fun and chat with her.
"In this street dance competition, our school has lost six consecutive rounds. It seems that the defeat is set." Song Yu said thoughtfully, looking at the performers on stage.
"Hey, someone who poured cold water just came here, now another one." Zhu Hui turned her head angrily and yelled at Song Yu.
"It's the truth, it's useless for you to call here." Song Yu looked at her interestedly, without intentionally grinning, and said: "If I change to you now, I will definitely find a way to save a bit of face, at least not. Sweep your face close to the floor."
"Is there any way I can do it now? All the students who can dance hip-hop in the school are on stage."
"Are you so sure?"
Zhu Hui heard him ask like this, as if he could hear the overtones in his words, and said: "What on earth do you want to say?"
"If you beg me, maybe I can help you redeem some Hubei people's dignity."
"You can dance hip-hop?" Zhu Hui stared at him, surprised.
"Learned a little."
"Then you won't be on stage soon."
"If I win this round, what benefit can I get?"
"If you win, you still want benefits. Don't forget that you are also from Hubei. If you lose your dignity, you also have a share."
"I don't care about losing dignity." Song Yu smiled casually.
"Yes, doing something is good. This kind of talent is a real Hubei guy." Yang Qianfan couldn't help fanning the flames, interjecting strangely.
When Zhu Hui heard Yang Qianfan's cynicism at Hubei people again, the evil spirit in her heart became even more violent.
"Well, as long as you are willing to take the stage, I will promise you any benefits." Zhu Hui said to Song Yu angrily, her tone so heavy that she wanted to kill people.
"If I win this round of competition, will you agree to be my girlfriend?" Song Yu asked bluntly, not shy about anything.
"What are you talking about? I..." Zhu Hui looked at him with a look of embarrassment.
Yang Qianfan on the side was so excited when he heard Song Yu's request to Zhu Hui for such a non-partial request. But as someone else, he didn't have this right, so he had to hold back the fire and endure silently.
When Song Yu saw that Zhu Hui hadn't said a word for a while, he naturally knew in his heart, and said:
"Okay, I'm joking with you! I'll go up." After speaking, he smiled at her and took off his coat, revealing solid bronze arms and a white T-shirt with a strong hip-hop style. After putting on the headscarf, he went up to stage.
Standing on the stage, he changed alive. That cute and uninhibited smiling face instantly condensed into ice cubes, revealing a mature and stable aura. His gestures and gestures give people a cool tugging feeling. At this time, He was unmoved by the full house of cheers, his eyes fixed on his opponent, but he was defiant, as cold as a hidden knight.