Angela, who didn't know that she was about to face a disaster, was sitting in the teacher's office in a regular manner. Of course, she was not here because she made a mistake, but...
"You know, Miss Green, I'm not good at acting, although I like acting... But if a person can't do it and then force him to do it, it's very... not good." Angela tried her best to be calm The expression on her face explained that she neither wanted others to see that she was unwilling nor to be thought she was willing.
However, in this respect, even with 40 years of life experience, she is still a little tender. Although her teacher, Miss Green, is a chubby and amiable lady with glasses, she has long seen her thoughts and smiles. Midi said: "Angela, nothing is guaranteed to be successful. How do you know if you don't do well if you don't try? We all know that you have great potential. You can show it to everyone on the school day."
"But, Miss Green, you also know that the school celebration is a big day. If something goes wrong on the stage, I will be very embarrassed to spread it out." Seeing that Angela couldn't get rid of it, she hurriedly resorted to weapons like "disruption".
But it was obvious that Miss Green was unmoved, and she still seemed to be persuasive, but in fact she said step by step: "It doesn't matter, Angela, even if you fail, everyone will not laugh at you. Life always has to face failure, rather than Hesitating and retreating in the face of uncertainty, it is better to muster up the courage to step forward and challenge.”
Hell, I'm not afraid of any challenges, if it's not... if it's not because of... Angela scolded, at her current age, what she hates most after becoming a woman is not the habits, but the damn skirt and stockings ! Whenever she felt the cold swish underneath, she would involuntarily get goosebumps. It is said that it was caused by a strong sense of insecurity, so it can be guessed that when she was a boy, she must have had a lot of sex when she was a child. girl's dress.
At this time, Mr. Martin, the assistant teaching assistant who had been silent next to him, suddenly said: "Well, Angela, you see that you are really willing to perform at the school celebration, but because you are not good at acting, you don't want to appear in dramas, so it's better than this, How about playing the violin you are good at at the school celebration?"
Angela almost choked on her own saliva, why did she go around or wrap herself in? ! Fortunately, she didn't cry out, otherwise her image would be ruined. In fact, it doesn't matter if her image is ruined.
She opened her eyes wide and seemed to be thinking about Mr. Martin's opinion, but in fact, she was thinking about trying to find any excuses, but obviously not. Since everyone else took a step back, of course she should take a step back. isn't it
"Well... well, but I have to tell my parents and they agree." Although she knew she was trapped and was as frustrated as a deflated ball, she still pretended to be relieved She nodded, from this point of view, Eileen's etiquette education was still very successful.
"Of course no problem, well, you can go back, the school bus is about to leave." Miss Green still said with a smile.
The little girl sighed imperceptibly and stood up, still politely waving to the two teachers: "Then, see you tomorrow."
"Goodbye." In the teacher's goodbye, Angela disappeared at the door.
"I don't get it, Sarah, she's just a kid—she's cute, I admit, but do we need to do this?" Martin asked now scratching his head.
"I know you don't understand, Booker. After all, you have only been here for half a month as a teaching assistant, and many things are still unclear. When you really get to know Angela, you will know that this is a must." Sarah Green Smiling and shrugging.
"Damn it! Damn it! I knew it was time to do a drama." Angela cursed in a low voice as she walked outside the building. She could almost see a man with long straight hair and a red bow tied behind his head. , The little girl in a black full-length dress and white stockings stood on the stage and played the violin melodiously.
Pretty picture, isn't it? But the problem is that if she is in a play, the fluffy princess dress will cover her entire legs, so she can't see what she is wearing, but if she is playing solo, she can be 100% sure that her mother Or the school will ask her to dress like that.
I hate skirts and stockings! The little girl couldn't help wailing in her heart, but who could blame it? Her 8-year otaku life in her previous life made her a mess in communication, and such a simple sentence made her jump into the trap herself.
"Hi, Angie!" Jessica, who was waiting at the door, waved to her.
"Hi, Jesse." Angela responded sluggishly.
"What's the matter? Did Miss Green say something to you?" Jessica asked with concern.
"No, she wants me to participate in the school celebration drama." Angela shrugged.
"God, this is great, I always wanted to participate, but she just wouldn't agree, you are amazing, Angie!" Jessica exclaimed in amazement.
However, the little girl curled her lips and said, "Okay Jesse, it's not like you don't know, why do I like to act in dramas, I'm not like you, looking forward to becoming an actor one day, for me, sitting down and watching you all The performance was great."
"Then you refused?" Jessica opened her mouth wide, "God, you really don't know how to cherish!"
"I refused, but Miss Green wanted me to play the violin solo again, so you still have a chance to participate in the drama performance, and I will be standing alone on the stage before or after your performance and playing the violin." Angela said with a sigh.
"That's great, you play the violin very well, I remember the year I first came to school, you played the violin at the Christmas show when you played..."
"Mendelssohn Violin Concerto in E minor"
"Yes! That's the one. I remember the audience applauded for a minute."
"Okay, okay, I got it, Jesse, you have to go on, we're going to miss the school bus!"
What would Jessica's expression look like if she knew that she turned down the show because she didn't want to wear a dress? Angela stood under the shade of the tree and looked at the blue sky with white clouds and thought, was she surprised or terrible
Come on, it's better to think about how to deal with mother's etiquette training when you have time School is over at 3pm, why can't it be later
After ringing the doorbell, a familiar voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Welcome home, little one."
"Hi, Jennifer, is mom at home too?" the little girl asked casually.
"Well... yes, she is."
As expected, Angela sighed and walked in, completely ignoring the hesitation in Jennifer's tone. After reaching the door, Jennifer was waiting for her with milk as usual.
"Thank you." The little guy took the cup handed over and drank the night in one breath, then wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue, took off the schoolbag on his back and held it in his arms: "I'll do this myself."
"Okay." Jennifer hesitated for a while, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, and the dull Angela still didn't notice it.
When I entered the living room, I saw my mother Elena sitting on the sofa, slowly flipping through the world magazines in her hand.
"I'm back, Mom." Angela greeted and walked upstairs to her room.
"It seems a little late today." Elena said without raising her head.
Angela hurriedly stopped: "Yes, Miss Green talked to me about something."
"So, what's the matter?" Mom finally raised her head, and Angela's heart skipped a beat with a half-smile, but she said without changing her face, "Miss Green wants me to celebrate the school day. On that day, have a violin solo."
"You promised?"
"Yes... but... if you can..."
"Since you have promised, you should do it. If you can't do it, you shouldn't agree. I remember telling you many times before."
"Yes, I see." Angela sighed slightly in her heart, and she turned around and walked upstairs, but Elena's voice came from behind: "Will you put down your schoolbag and come down, I I want to talk to you."
Sure enough, did something happen? Angela thought nervously, could it be that the peeping at the PG-13 movie video tape was discovered? Or did she see what she had scribbled and scribbled? She hurried to her room and searched the room as quickly as possible. The secrets were all there. What could it be
Angela looked at the time, it was almost 5 minutes, and she really couldn't think of what was wrong, so she had to walk down.
After she sat upright in front of her face, Elena finally closed the magazine and asked with a smile, "Angie, are you hiding something from me?"
"Well, let's think about it," the little guy deliberately thought for a few minutes, then pretended to be honest and admitted: "Well, there is something, I made a mess of the garden flowers last Tuesday. , and Mr. Mike's glasses were broken yesterday, but he didn't tell him."
Facing Angela's seemingly innocent eyes, Elena still smiled: "That's all?"
"Well, yes, that's all." Angela nodded cautiously as she couldn't think of anything else after searching her stomach.
"Okay, I know you're a trick-or-treating expert, but I don't know when you'll start writing scripts." Although Elena was still laughing, her teasing was quite obvious.
"What... what script?" Angela was confused and couldn't remember at all. Her mother didn't answer, raised her hand and pointed behind the little guy.
Angela stood up in confusion and looked behind her. When she saw the lady standing behind her clearly, she blinked again to make sure she was right, and screamed, "Mrs. Meyers!"