Song Yaoyao smiled, "Anyway, I don't care. Since you are in the talented team, you have to come up with a show for me. As for what it is, you can think of it yourself."
Shen Xun: "I'm dying."
Han Jun: "I'm already dead."
The helpless Shen Xun was half lying on Song Yaoyao's table, his brows almost wrinkled into a mountain, "Brother, can you be more accommodating?"
He raised his eyebrows, it's fine to let him hit someone, and he promises to hit wherever he points.
But acting? Sorry, he has never set foot in this field.
Song Yaoyao looked at him silently, refusing to write it on her face.
The delicate little face is full of seriousness.
Shen Xun rolled his Adam's apple and said, "I'll give you the money."
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, "Deal."
Han Jun: "??? Then what should I do?"
"Juner," Shen Xun, who was freed successfully, was in a great mood. He licked his lips and reached out to touch Han Jun's head, "You have grown up, you must learn to be strong."
Han Jun had tears in his eyes.
Today, I am very fragile.
So in the end, the first two shows have been decided and the last show is TBD.
Han Jun, who was incapable of resisting, slammed his head on the table and said sullenly: "If it doesn't work, then we can only talk about cross talk."
only…
Stand-up comedy is really too difficult.
A concubine can't do it!
The program is set, and the next step is rehearsal.
The learning task of the third class is very urgent, so the rehearsal time can only be set after school.
In fact, Liyang has various music classrooms and dance classrooms, but after entering the third year of high school, few people went there.
Including Song Jingwan.
But now, for a while, the classrooms are overcrowded.
Even after school, he was still firmly occupied.
"The people in the first class are too much!"
Tang Xinrou came from outside the classroom with someone, she frowned, her face turned red with anger.
"Every year at this time, the entire rehearsal room is occupied, and no one else has a chance to grab it. I just took people over to see them, and they are still there."
Song Yaoyao put away her pen, "And then?"
"Still pulling up the curtains mysteriously to prevent everyone from seeing what they are rehearsing. Heh..." Tang Xinrou folded his arms around his chest, "Does this old lady know?"
After all, she walked over angrily and rubbed Song Yaoyao's face hard.
"In short! We can only win this time! We cannot lose! If anyone delays, I will break his neck!"
She closed her hands suddenly, and made a twisting gesture, with a vicious look, which made the eyelids of the people who watched it twitch.
"Well-"
Song Yaoyao broke away her hand, her face was flushed red, and her eyes were full of tears.
"Rourou, don't do this!"
She combed her hair, "Then rehearse in the classroom, and tomorrow we will rent a venue outside."
On these matters, Song Yaoyao doesn't like to argue with others.
"But—" Tang Xinrou said sullenly: "I can't swallow this breath!"
"Then work hard during rehearsal."
A look of envy flashed in Xu Yue's eyes. She walked over and handed the phone in front of Song Yaoyao, "For dancing, I recommend Beauty Walk, which has become very popular recently, but it is very difficult. I have learned it before, and I can help you with the moves." Everyone picks slowly, but if you can dance well, you can definitely amaze the audience."
Vaguely, everyone felt that Xu Yue seemed really different.
"You... are you sincere?"
Some people questioned.
Xu Yue doesn't care, she only cares about how one person thinks of her: "Song Yaoyao, what about you? Do you trust me?"
The classroom was quiet, and the snow did not know when it would fall again.
no respond.