"The old class has brought clothes, everyone, change your clothes! Don't break them, I rented them hard." The female monitor with a ponytail walked in, carrying two large bags of clothes in her hands, nagging. Dao interrupted Jiang Mingqin's thoughts.
Everyone swarmed up immediately, took their own number of clothes to change, the boys were rushed to the toilet, and the girls stayed in the classroom, closed the curtains and changed.
Every time they walk in a square formation in the sports meeting, it is time for the eight immortals to cross the sea to show their magical powers. The rare carnival has made the whole school highly motivated. In school uniforms, the boys wore long coats and long gowns, and vowed to compare the next class's gege with his elder brothers with his clear and handsome bookishness.
"Have everyone changed?" the female monitor urged again and again, her face very nervous, "Hurry up! We are about to enter, so just follow our previous rehearsal positions! We are freshmen, and we have to walk in a square in front of the whole school. You can't lose face in front of senior and senior!"
Someone wailed: "Squad leader, stop talking, the more you talk, the more nervous I get!"
"I can't help it, I'm also nervous." The female monitor clutched her heart and looked around, "What about Yin Minglu and Jiang Mingqin who are leading the charge? Haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Activities, but don't let anything go wrong!
"Come, come! They've changed their clothes! Squad leader, we can go out!"
"Placard, brand! Zheng Jiangning, hold up the placard!"
After a bit of fuss, with the experience of the dress rehearsal the day before yesterday, the class quickly returned to order, and they walked out amid the loud broadcast.
"The autumn is bright and the sun is high, and colorful flags are fluttering on the sports field. In this light and cloudy day, the Republic of China phalanx team from Class 1 and 5 of Senior High School is approaching us now. Their slogan is: Just as a young student, in full bloom, Look at me pointing Jiangshan, scolding Fang Qiu, the future belongs to our stage!" The host's voice was high, and when he explained the lines, he was also full of enthusiasm.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the phalanx that was about to walk out, and so were the people in the audience. After seeing the phalanx of a group of Angers and even eunuchs and the emperor Lafayette, everyone's interest was completely lifted.
Yin Zhongyuan wasn't interested in the "cospy" stuff that these young children tossed about. He was wearing a suit and squinting lazily. He poked his brother's elbow to remind him when he heard the words "Class 1 and 5". Said: "Baby is coming out, where is my camera, bring it here!"
Hearing this, Yin Yunqiu looked from afar, and sure enough, he saw the figure of his youngest son at a glance in the crowd.
The children in their class are very special. The girls all wear cyan tops, long black skirts, white socks and black leather shoes. Their hair is either pretty short hair, or two braids, which are indescribably graceful and graceful. The boys are dressed in long coats or long black tunic suits, which are full of vigor and vitality.
The young man at the head has red lips and white teeth, and is very outstanding. He wears a dark robe, his eyebrows and eyes are very soft under his black hair, and he wears a pair of old-fashioned Western glasses on his face. He has a smile on his face, almost like a firefly in the dark night. Can attract everyone's attention, many people immediately made a stunning cry.
And the girl beside him is also very beautiful, wearing a lavender cheongsam, clinging to a paper umbrella, frowning slightly, looking melancholy, like a "lilac-like girl" who came out of a textbook. The two people's natural temperament of the times has aroused praise from Everbright, and the teachers are also full of praise.
If Yin Minglu's handsomeness attracts the attention of most girls, then Jiang Mingqin's pure and delicate beauty with weak willow Fufeng and no makeup will make the eyes of the boys in the audience straight.
In the crowded sports field, Yin Yunqiu's eyes were introverted, and he kept staring at the boy at the head, until the other party led the classmates behind him and gradually disappeared from sight.
There was a sense of disappointment in my heart, thinking of the little boy who used to crawl on him when he was lively, and put his little face on his chest when he was quiet. He really grew up, and he still remembered holding the child in his arms. In the arms, the fleshy, warm touch, hugging each other as if the years are quiet. Every time he looked at the smiling face that seemed to gather the sun, his exhaustion after a day of work would be swept away. As a result, in a blink of an eye, the child faded away, and his stature gradually rose like a wicker twig, like a warm jade, blooming with brilliance in the crowd.
In each other's life, many people gradually appeared, including friends, classmates, teachers and various characters. His existence as a father gradually dwindled. Letting go, this may be the only way for every parent.
- A tall father protects a weak child, and as the child grows up, sooner or later, he will support the father who is beginning to age.
He thought, now that the child is under sixteen years old, he still can't rest assured, he will live to at least sixty years old, to prop up a sky for the child whose shoulders are still a little thin, and to see the child marry and have children before his own eyes. Completely relieved.
As if telepathically, sensing Yin Yunqiu's gaze in the audience, Yin Minglu suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of his father. After seeing the people, he bent the corners of his mouth, winked, pouted, and blew a kiss to them. All of a sudden, the splendid and beautiful book had no temperament. Instead, he looked like a mischievous bad boy, Yin Zhongyuan, who was filming, was amused, and the corners of Yin Yunqiu's originally straight mouth twitched slightly.
He wanted to remind his younger son that the head teacher and school leaders were all staring at him, and the local TV station's camera also recorded his performance. When he turned back, he would probably be called by the teacher to the office for tea. Thinking of the pitiful appearance of the child who may have been trained by the teacher to lower his head, a small smile appeared in his eyes.
Seeing this scene, the Jiang family, who were sitting not far from the Yin family, couldn't help but laugh.
Originally, their attention was focused on their daughter, who has been more splendid over the years, but gradually, their eyes were drawn to the young man beside her daughter. Seeing his dignified appearance and clear eyes, as if he was really like a beautiful boy from the Republic of China full of poetry and books, with a temperament like Lang Lang's sun and moon, his heart couldn't help but fill with love.
They thought to themselves that the male classmate of their daughter is also very good. Standing next to their daughter is not only not inferior, but even better. It is said that excellent people always cherish and cherish, and my daughter will be more excellent in the future when she gets along with such people.
Only Jiang Mingyao frowned and looked at the boy wearing glasses in surprise. He always felt that the other party was amazingly familiar. Just for a moment, the other party turned back and smiled, making him seem to see the shadow of his father when he was young. In their family's album, when Jiang's father and Jiang's mother got married young, they also took a group of wedding photos during the Republic of China. At that time, Jiang's father was very elegant and gentle, and he was really similar to a teenager.
The water glass in his hand shook, almost spilling water. After regaining his senses, he rubbed his temples and sneered, wondering if he was blinded by the sun.
So he didn't dare to think about it, but the young man's face was still imprinted in his heart, and ripples appeared.
On the second day of the lively and busy sports meeting, the whole school knew that the first-year high school boy named Yin Minglu was very sturdy and looked thin, but his physical fitness was amazing. Yes, the hair doesn't look messy at all.
Tender guns, man, broke records. The jumping power is even more amazing, jumping higher than that of sports students, and every record has been refreshed. Seeing that guy is surrounded by several layers of girls, many people are doubting life.
For three whole days, the boy was in the limelight. Jiang Mingqin was absent-minded, seeing the other party appearing on local TV stations countless times, his heart was full of irritability. Every time the teenager's high-light performance appears, the camera will not leave, there is no shadow of others, and her eardrums are almost pierced by the screams of the girls in the same class.
The girls were screaming and jumping, so excited they were scrambling to quench their thirst. Sometimes dragged her to go together, in the name of saying that we are a collective.
God knows, who wants to give each other water? She couldn't wait to throw water on the other party, and she kept cursing in her heart, why did the other party not fall while running, why did he run faster and faster, is he still human? The opponent not only did not make mistakes, but even performed better and better.
It's all to blame for her useless mother, who was kicked out of the Yin family because of her flirtatious relationship with other men. How could she actually give the other party a healthier body than in her previous life? Unlike her, it looks like she has a long life. Thinking of this, Jiang Mingqin's heart seemed to be blocked.
Everyone looked at each other, including the mayor, who had been paying attention to her, and often kept her eyes on the teenager, as if she was unconsciously attracted, which made Jiang Mingqin very uneasy, for fear that her efforts would be invalidated during this time. , so he racked his brains to find a topic to divert the attention of the other party.
Fortunately for her, Yin Minglu is still a mortal, not a monster with three heads and six arms, and no ecstasy. It is already staggering to take over ten events by one person, and he will not take on more events.
As the lively sports meeting came to an end, the Mid-Autumn Festival Parade also began.
Many parents and leaders sat in the audience, and the photographers from the local TV station arrived at the request of the school leaders. There are three trophies in front of the principal, ready to be awarded to the best performing champion, runner-up, and third runner-up.
Jiang Mingqin smiled confidently. Her time has finally come. The skills she has worked so hard to practice since she was a child are for her to be a blockbuster and stand out on these highly anticipated stages.
After a few nondescript class performances that were purely make-up, her repertoire arrived quickly. Amid the hot music, she swayed her skirt and stepped onto the stage with her male partner's hand.
Jiang Mingqin dances Latin dance, she can actually ballet, but she thinks ballet is too elegant and not suitable for mobilizing the atmosphere, and the students may find it boring and boring, so after thinking about it, she chose the enthusiastic and lively one. Latin.
Latin dance is a competitive sports dance with a strong style. It tests the dancer's skills and requires a lot of explosive power. She is naturally weak and her physical quality is not as good as Yin Minglu's. .
She wants everyone's eyes to focus on her, it only belongs to her, and only her in the eyes! Thinking that after the dance tonight, she is likely to become famous in the whole school, and Chen Gongzi's eyes may be hot and fiery when she looks at her, and after Yin Minglu's shadow is gone, she will be overwhelmed and uncontrollable.
The girl on the stage really attracted the attention of all the audience. She was wearing a tight black dress that was exposed. The swaying hem was blooming like a flower. The slender waist he held firmly occupied everyone's field of vision, making people almost forget the male companion who was as inexistent as a wooden stake.
Not to mention, the girl's small face the size of a slap, big and moist eyes, long wavy hair, and how delicate her facial features are, she looks like a sexy fairy in the night, completely different from the non-stick powder during the day. , It is easy for men to have a strong desire for protection. The strong double-sided contrast of Yiren caused whistles and roars from the audience, and even the school leaders could not hold back.
"Cough cough." The school leader's cough, like a small stone thrown into the sea, was instantly drowned out by the overwhelming applause.
A lively rhythm Latin dance completely made this beauty a well-deserved campus goddess and the most beautiful school flower in the eyes of boys.
After the dance, Jiang Mingqin was panting, supported by his male partner, and had almost no strength. His face turned pale, and he returned to his position. When he saw the people around him, almost all of them stared at her, as if she had been beaten by her peers. The dancing posture was conquered, and she was amazed by her appearance.
In the admiration of boys of the same age and the jealousy of girls of the same age, she was unspeakably proud, and this was what she deserved.
"Are you alright?" Chen Gongzi asked with concern, his tone was three degrees softer than during the day.
She shook her head, with a morbid blush on her cheeks, she smiled timidly: "It's okay, I'll just take a rest."
"You are too reluctant. Don't be too aggressive in the future. Why does the honor of your class always depend on you? You are too soft-hearted to agree to any request." Chen Gongzi did not approve of the authentic, and his expression was cold, for the girl's strength distressed.
"Don't say that, everyone is responsible for the honor of the class, and I am also a part of the class. They really have no choice. They can't send people, so they can only ask me."
Chen Gongzi shook his head helplessly, and the playful words of the girl who favored her classmates were both gentle and kind and endearing.
What he didn't know was that, in fact, class honor had nothing to do with dancing. This physically exhausting dance was requested by the other party. At first, the squad leader called on those with expertise in the class to take the initiative to stand up and win glory for the class, but no one came forward, so Jiang Mingqin pretended to "recommend himself" under the instigation of his girlfriend. Everyone knew that she could play the piano, so they were all happy accepted.
Unexpectedly, the other party was planning to dance, which really shocked their eyes. They worried countless times whether the other party would dance and faint, and fainted on the stage. They all persuaded the girl to change the program, but for some reason, the other party refused to agree.
What Jiang Mingqin thought was that although I started playing the piano when I was three years old, I gave up for a while in the middle and picked it up when I was eight years old, because she usually has to focus on dancing, interjection, painting and learning, and she can't specialize in the piano at all. , so the piano level is actually average.
When she heard that the junior high school girl was going to perform the piano at the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the other party came from a musical family and was educated, and the piano professional level was almost tenth grade, she decisively gave up the plan to play the piano and changed to the Latin dance she was good at. , save time to humiliate yourself.
The result was as she expected, she succeeded in making a blockbuster, presumably the third year's school beauty sister would not be able to win her limelight.
And where is Yin Minglu? You must know that your former suitor can now sit beside me and greet me warmly, where are you? The girl lowered her head, and where no one else could see, the smile on the corner of her mouth revealed a hint of contentment, and when it was raised again, it became soft and harmless.
Now she really wanted to see the other party's expression at the moment, if she was like a loser, she could only look up to her performance on the stage, so she found a female classmate in the same class and asked unintentionally, "What about classmate Yin Minglu, why haven't we seen her? to him?"
The female classmate said, "Oh, he should be preparing to perform in the background."
what show? He actually wants to perform, why doesn't she know? Jiang Mingqin's face froze, and there was a feeling that things were about to get out of his control.
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