Zhou Xiu frowned, she was silent for a moment, and finally she didn't make a sound, turned and left, went down the stairs and returned to the waiting room.
In classrooms.
Yu Qingyan got the skirt, thanked the male god repeatedly, and reluctantly left the classroom.
If it weren't for the program in the class that was coming soon, she wished she could stay and reminisce about the old days for another three hundred years.
Yu Qingyan rushed back to the waiting room with Zhou Xiu's skirt in her hand. Out of breath, she said, "Come on, come on, Xiuxiu, give it a try."
She spread the skirt in her hand, and it returned to its original appearance, Yu Qingyan pushed Zhou Xiu into the changing room.
Zhou Xiu took the skirt and checked it carefully. The cracks that had been artificially cut had been carefully stitched up. The stitches were thin and neat, hidden between the folds. This time, no matter how much she pulled it, it would not be damaged.
Yu Qingyan chatted with Tidbits outside: "Thanks to my savior, otherwise Xiuxiu wouldn't be able to get on."
Recalling the scene where Yuan Shao sewed the skirt, her heart was pounding. She also really wanted to try what it was like to wear the skirt that Uehara Shao sewed by herself.
Tidbits wiped the sweat from her face, she was holding a JK uniform in her hand, which she temporarily borrowed from another class.
She said lightly, "No, I just borrowed a set of clothes."
Yu Qingyan took the clothes and her eyes lit up, "Xiuxiu wearing this black plaid JK must be so cool."
"The dress I prepared for her was prettier." Huaxu said, and she tied two braids for Yu Qingyan as she spoke.
"Go and change your clothes."
While talking, Zhou Xiu came out of the changing room.
The classmates who changed their clothes one after another in the class glanced at Zhou Xiu, and the boys' eyes fell on Zhou Xiu one after another. They were shocked for a moment, and looked at her in a daze.
Lan Xin said directly: "Ah, I'm going to die."
Zhou Xiu wears school uniform all year round, wears the simplest ponytail, and hardly ever wears such well-dressed skirts.
Such a change of clothes gives people a new and amazing feeling.
The slight light fell on Zhou Xiu's body, making her skin white and dazzling.
The hem of the pure white gauze skirt was wrinkled like waves, exposing those two slender and straight long legs. Well-proportioned flesh and well-shaped legs.
Zhou Xiu let down her hair, and the smooth black hair fell on her shoulders. Those aura-like eyes revealed a light sense of alienation, deeply grabbing people's hearts.
Her eyes were like a knife piercing Xu Qing's heart.
Xu Qing didn't have time to retract the amazement in her eyes, and began to regret not being Zhou Xiu's partner.
Partnering with Zhou Xiu is Tan Ming, who is wearing a white shirt and a bow tie. He coughed for a long time, and quickly looked away.
Yu Qingyan tugged at the bow tie on the collar, "Wow, Sister Xu really knows how to pick out clothes."
With snow skin, black eyes and long legs, Sister Xu really understands Xiuxiu's advantages.
"I don't even want to stand next to Xiuxiu today!"
Yu Qingyan changed into a shirt with a bow tie and a black and red checkered skirt. She was wearing black leather shoes with a little white socks on her ankles, and two braids on her head. It was a standard campus Japanese attire.
Du Feiyang, who is her partner, is wearing a clean and tidy school uniform and white sneakers.
The girls in the class wore ponytails and neat uniform skirts, and the boys wore suits and uniforms of the same style as Tanming, with their hair combed into a sleek back.
The stage reported the program of Class 24.
Clean and smooth notes came from the stage, and the piano piece "Spring Field" played by Yuan Ruoyi slowly rang out. The pure sound of the piano reminded me of the grass growing in March, and the earth is bright and beautiful in spring.
Zhou Xiu recited: "There is a poem in life,
when we have it,
It is often not understood. "
Tan Ming came and read with a smile: "And when we
when you can read it,
It is long gone. "
Yu Qingyan and Du Feiyang said with a smile in unison: "The name of this poem is Youth."
The students in Class 24 recited the whole poem in high spirits and high spirits.
They are as imposing as a mountain, "Whoever wastes his time will lose his youth."
They vowed, "Youth is for struggle, not for squandering."
Their eyes showed the purest and brightest brilliance of young girls, and they recited in unison tacitly:
"We look back on the way we came,
With the one standing under the brightest sun
When I said goodbye to my youthful self,
Only then can we say:
'Thank you, good bye'"
The recitation with heart is so confident and full of spirits, every face is filled with smiles, and the overall spirit of the class has taken on a new look.
After reciting a poem, the other students in the second grade of high school felt a bit stunned, and murmured in bewilderment:
"How does it feel... Their class looks so united."
So positive, sounds so passionate, what's going on
Is this still the most depraved and troublesome underachiever
Even Class 23, who lived next door to Class 24, couldn't help but think about it. In just half a year, Class 24, which was once the most hopeless class, has worked hard and moved forward courageously. At this moment, he can still talk about youth and struggle confidently and brightly.
Such a class is really enviable.
Unintentionally, they seem to have been gradually left behind, becoming the former Class 24.
Before they could figure it out, the recitation of Class 24 was over.
The performance of class 24 is very simple, as simple as a simple and unpretentious poem, showing the most essential colors of boys and girls. It is completely different from the dazzling performances of class 24 in the past.
"Oh, I don't care, even if it's just reciting, it's the No. 1 in my heart. This is simply Yangou's feast."
"Yanyan and Zhou Xiu are both so beautiful!"
At the same time, many students in the school saw Zhou Xiu's beauty for the first time.
Although Zhou Xiu made a brief appearance in the school sports meeting last year, she was skinny at that time, with high cheekbones, all supported by makeup.
A few months passed, and she got fatter, with fleshy cheeks, slender and slim, and she looked like a little fairy in a pure white gauze dress.
When Zhou Xiuhe and Tan Ming stepped onto the stage, the handsome men and beautiful women were like powerful magnets, stealing most of their attention.
Yu Qingyan and Du Feiyang are not bad either, they are dressed youthfully and beautifully, as if they are going to shoot a MV.
"The costumes of their class are also too aesthetic."
"What's the name of the girl who is partnering with Tan Ming? They seem to be a good match!" said a senior student.
Zhang Qi maintained the same posture from the very beginning, conscientiously videotaping class 24.
After the recording, Zhang Qi turned on the video and played it back. He clicked his tongue, "Tsk tsk tsk, Tan Mingming wants to lose face and treat others as blind?"
The eyes full of love are hardly too obvious.
Zhang Qi stroked his chin and pondered, "Zhou Xiu is really beautiful today."
The classmates next to him didn't respond, they just looked at the handsome men and beautiful women.
And Xi Shaoyuan remained silent. He lowered his head, half of his face was in the haze, his expression was unclear.
On the stage, after the recitation of Class 24, there was a wave of applause from the audience.
Only one person's eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief. She bit her lower lip coldly and sat down forcefully.
After the recitation was over, the students in class 24 returned to their seats in the class, Yu Qingyan took off the tie around her neck, threw it into her schoolbag, her bright eyes lit up: "Ah, Xiuxiu let me touch your skirt."
Zhou Xiu turned her head in surprise, and encountered Yu Qingyan's "salty pig hand".
She later found out that Yu Qingyan was just touching the stitch that Xi Shaoyuan sewed, and she immediately understood.
The boys in the class, including those in other classes around, were so envious of Yu Qingyan who could touch Zhou Xiu casually, their eyes burst out with jealous anger.
Xu Qing coughed lightly, and couldn't help but rescue Zhou Xiu: "Qingyan, don't touch—"
Looking at the strange gazes from all directions, Zhou Xiu held Yu Qingyan's hand and said, "I'll leave the clothes to you."
She stood up and quickly went to the changing room to take off her skirt, put back on her school uniform, and handed the skirt to Yu Qingyan.
Yu Qingyan was so moved, she took out her mobile phone to take pictures, and finally returned the skirt to Zhou Xiu: "Keep this skirt, Xiuxiu, you look really good in it today."
Before she could finish her sentence, there was a loud cheer on the field.
They looked up together, and it turned out that the program of class 25 had arrived, and the program of class 25 was a symphony ensemble. A group of students carried bulky musical instruments, with scores placed in front of them, and when they sat in several arrays, there were percussion, French horn, tuba, bassoon, brass, cello, viola, violin...
The audience was silent.
I have seen a pretentious class, but I have never seen such a pretentious class.
Not all students in the school are either rich or expensive, and a large part of them are students from ordinary middle-class families who can afford tuition. This program produced by Wen Napan has refreshed people's understanding once again.
But Xi Shaoyuan was in charge of conducting. He held a baton and made a gesture. All the teachers and students in the school fell silent.
When the familiar and unfamiliar prelude sounded, the audience couldn't help laughing.
Wen Naban students played "Yungong Xunyin Journey to the West", which is romantic, humorous, with fantasy colors, and the tune is rich and majestic. There is an inexplicable harmony between Western musical instruments and Chinese folk music legends.
"Wow. This Wynappan show is so interesting..."
"It's also very difficult."
"Oh my God, I can actually see Young Master Yuan's performance. Young Master Yuan looks so handsome holding a baton!"
Xi Shaoyuan danced and directed with immersion, his slender thumbs rose and fell, as beautiful as flapping wings. He was wearing a clean white shirt and an exquisite tie, and he killed all the girls in the school with a serious profile.
There was more intense applause and cheers from the audience, one after another.
Yu Qingyan was originally Xi Shaoyuan's fan girl, she couldn't control herself when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but stepped aside, stood up, and called frantically.
Zhou Xiu saw this program and knew that most of the programs of Class 24 would miss the first prize.
For the first time, she felt Xi Shaoyuan's super popularity,
After all the performances of the art festival were over, Winner Pan won the first prize with his skills, and Class 24's "To Youth" showed the positive outlook of high school students, and won the second prize of the first prize.
Zhang Qi wiped off his sweat, and looked for tidbits: "How about it, can you help us record it?"
"Recorded." Tidbits returned the camera to Zhang Qi. Zhang Qi opened it and couldn't help complaining:
"Why did I give all the close-ups to Yuan Shao."
Tidbits shrugged, "It can't be helped, who made Yuan Shao so handsome today."
The May 4th Youth Day Sports Culture and Art Festival of Yude Middle School ended successfully, and the students were given free time in the afternoon.
Class 24 was full of holiday atmosphere, and the scumbags packed their schoolbags and left the school quickly like wild horses running wild.
Zhou Xiu glanced at the calendar on the blackboard. The biological league is on the second Sunday in May, which is this weekend.
After the students left the school one after another, Zhou Xiu didn't leave. She took out the test papers and began to review.
…
The hallway of the first grade.
A girl walked up to the rooftop slowly with a schoolbag on her back. She called and asked, "Didn't you say that the clothes are broken, are you kidding me?"
She made another call, "Hey, Brother Niu is me, help me teach someone a lesson."
She knew that Lu Lingshan was not completely innocent, but she just liked Lu Lingshan and would never allow others to bully her.
…
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xiu reviewed until five o'clock in the afternoon.
The school bell rang, and Zhou Xiu sent a text message to her parents after dinner, "Dad, I will be home at nine o'clock tonight, so there is no need to leave me a meal."
Teacher He in the office was about to go home from get off work, but he was very surprised to find that Zhou Xiu hadn't left yet.
"Zhou Xiu, are you still going home?"
Zhou Xiu raised her head and was stunned, "No, I'll go back after tidying up my things."
Teacher He then picked up the chalk, opened the courseware, and taught Zhou Xiu a class alone. He spoke eloquently and the content jumped greatly. Ordinary students simply cannot keep up with his train of thought.
After finishing speaking, Mr. He sighed and said, "How interesting is biology."
"The interesting content can never be finished. I hope you can choose it, delve into it, and feel all its charm in the future."
Zhou Xiu couldn't help applauding.
Teacher He couldn't help but feel ashamed, he encouraged with a smile: "Zhou Xiu, come on."
"Your grades are very stable, so you don't have to work so hard. Let time verify the rest."
After a class, Zhou Xiu glanced at his watch and it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
She packed her schoolbag and said to Teacher He affirmatively, "Teacher, please rest assured, I will not give up biology because of mathematics."
This sentence is like a reassurance, Teacher He's face is quietly full of joy.
"Go home early."
Zhou Xiu said, "Thank you, teacher, for your guidance. It's too much trouble for you."
After saying goodbye to Teacher Zhou, Zhou Xiu left the school with a warm heart.
The new home is not far from the school, about ten minutes' walk away. Zhou Xiu bought a bottle of yogurt on the way, and when she just took off the lid of the yogurt and was about to insert the straw—
A few rascal youths stopped her.
They rubbed their hands, and the moment they saw Zhou Xiu, their eyes almost lit up. They didn't expect this girl to be so beautiful. It's much prettier than Yude's school beauty.
Extremely pure and beautiful, with a good figure, the cold alienation makes people unable to resist.
At the same time, Xi Shaoyuan, who was following Zhou Xiu far away, his cell phone rang.
Xi Shaoyuan: "..."
When Zhou Xiu was about to turn his head to look, he stepped forward and covered Zhou Xiu's eyes from behind.
Zhang Qi, who came with Xi Shaoyuan, said, "Don't be afraid, Grandpa is here."
After school, Zhang Qi asked Xi Shaoyuan to play basketball until the afternoon. Xi Shaoyuan invited him to dinner. After dinner, Xi Shaoyuan said goodbye to him. Qi followed.
When Zhang Qi saw Zhou Xiu being bullied, he was so shocked that he dropped the basketball in his hand. He rolled up his sleeves, raised his middle finger, and started a fight without delay.
Zhou Xiu's eyes were covered, and she heard endless groans.
Xi Shaoyuan stepped on the lower limbs of the leading gangster, and crushed him vigorously.
After a long time, Zhou Xiu asked, "Xi Shaoyuan, is that you?"
Xi Shaoyuan didn't say a word.
Zhang Qi was so tired that he was out of breath. He took out mineral water from his school bag and drank it, angrily said:
"no!"
"It's me, Zhang Qi!"
Why did Xi Shaoyuan suddenly become so good at teasing girls? That kind of cautious attitude is like in the novel, when the heroine opens her eyes, she sees the gentle and doting smile of the hero.
Zhang Qi wondered if he didn't fight very violently, right? Just, just... just kicked the balls.
Yuan Shao didn't make any effort at all, he just covered the eyes of the other girl, Zhang Qi was the one who was sweating and beaten.
Zhou Xiu was silent for a while, her eyelashes kept fluttering, and she said, "Let go."
Xi Shaoyuan felt the itch in his palm, and the other hand couldn't help but land on Zhou Xiu's head, and an urge to hold her in his arms surged in his heart.
But he glanced at Zhang Qi and gave him a look. The smart Zhang Qi understood in seconds.
The moment Xi Shaoyuan let go of his hand, Zhang Qi's hand fell, and as soon as Zhang Qi turned his head, Xi Shaoyuan disappeared.
He raised his lips and said to Zhou Xiu playfully, "It's really me."
He pulled out his phone and called the police.
Zhou Xiu glanced at Zhang Qi and thanked him gratefully.
Zhang Qi waved his hand and picked up the basketball on the ground, "It's okay, I'm with my classmates, I just happened to pass by."
Zhou Xiu's appearance was unattractive before, but now she looks attractive. Zhang Qi said: "Be careful next time, don't go home so late. I'll go first."
After Zhou Xiu got home, she took out her mobile phone and left a message to Xi Shaoyuan: "Thank you."
On the other end, Xi Shaoyuan glanced at the message, and pretended to be dead as usual without replying.
Later he found out that Zhou Xiu deleted him, Xi Shaoyuan: "..."
He put down the phone, the emotion in his eyes was dark, sad and tangled.