What Lao Yang and Sun Yaoliang were talking about today was the classic cross talk "Night Journey". Of course, their professional standards were far inferior to the cross talk masters Hou Baolin and Guo Qiru, but their cross talk was very good, especially Sun Yaoliang's role.

That person is informal, no

People who abide by traffic rules are even more vivid. Every move, raised hand and spoken words are really like that. A few baggage and slightly exaggerated expressions and movements made everyone burst into laughter, even Song Yuanchao and Lin sitting in the audience.

Yan was also overjoyed.

"I didn't expect this guy to have some acting talent. It would be a pity not to become a crosstalk actor." Song Yuanchao said cheerfully. At this time, Sun Yaoliang finally said an extremely exaggerated sentence: "Falled into a ditch!", and at the same time, the whole person moved backwards.

He raised his head and grinned as if he was bruised and bruised. The laughter in the audience suddenly became even louder, and everyone couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"One more! One more!"

"Yes! One more!"

When Lao Yang and Sun Yaoliang took their curtain call, there was a burst of cheers in the auditorium, and many students shouted loudly for one more. For a while, the announcer stood aside and didn't know what to do.

It was Sun Yaoliang who was so clever. He quickly sang with Lao Yang on the stage and shook off some baggage. Then the conversation changed to the next performance, asking everyone to continue to watch the more exciting performances patiently. Only then

I bowed to everyone amidst applause, and this was the successful curtain call.

The next program was a dance by a female classmate from TLF in the Western Region. When the female classmate with pigtails and colorful folk costumes twirled on the stage in the cheerful dance music, everyone's eyes were fixed on her dancing posture.

Attracted, Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan continued to watch the performance with great interest.

The entire party lasts for five and a half hours, which is a very long time. It has not even passed the halfway point yet. Song Yuanchao's program is arranged in the second half according to the program schedule. As for why it is arranged this way, it may be due to the consideration of each program and grade level.

Song Yuanchao did not express any objection to this. Anyway, he just played the accordion and sang a song. More than two hours passed quickly. As the performances continued, all the students and teachers not only did not feel tired at all,

On the contrary, I am looking forward to it more enthusiastically.

"Yuanchao, it will be your turn later, you can get ready." Just when Song Yuanchao finished watching another program and was about to say something to Lin Yan next to him, squad leader Cheng Mengshan appeared out of nowhere and bent down.

The probe reminded Song Yuanchao softly.

"Okay, it's my turn soon, I'll go first." Song Yuanchao smiled and said to Lin Yan.

"Perform well!" Lin Yan said with a smile.

Song Yuanchao made an OK gesture, stood up, and slowly moved forward from the corridor full of people, and after a while he reached the backstage.

"There are two more shows and it will be your turn. You can rest here first and you can go on stage from here when the curtain call comes." After taking Song Yuanchao to the backstage, Cheng Mengshan pointed to the direction of the stage and explained to him.

Later, Cheng Mengshan apologized and said that he still had things to do, but Song Yuanchao didn't take it seriously. He nodded and found an empty chair and sat down.

"Classmate, what is your name and class...?" As soon as he sat down, a student union cadre came over and checked Song Yuanchao's class and name with a notebook in his hand.

After Song Yuanchao reported his name and class, the student union cadre checked it in the book and nodded: "Song Yuanchao, right? Well, here is your name. You are ranked third after the current program. You still need to wait for about twenty minutes.

Look, you should rest here for a while. By the way, there is tea here. Drink some water to moisten your throat."

With that said, the student union cadre handed Song Yuanchao a cup of tea very politely. Song Yuanchao took it and thanked him. The other party nodded and walked away to do other things.

Holding the glass of water, Song Yuanchao did not drink it because he was not thirsty now. Although he could not see the performance on the stage while sitting backstage, he could hear the sounds from the stage more clearly.

After listening for a while, Song Yuanchao felt a little bored. There was still some time before he took the stage. After thinking about it, Song Yuanchao got up and walked aside. He was going to go to the toilet to put down the water and relax.

The toilet is not far from the backstage. It is on the left after passing through a corridor outside the backstage. When he got to the toilet, Song Yuanchao first filled the water, then washed his hands with a relaxed look, and then walked back.

As soon as I walked out of the toilet and before reaching the corridor, I heard someone talking outside the corridor.

"Did you give him tea?" asked a familiar voice.

"I gave it to you. I gave it to you with my own hands."

"Has he drunk?"

"This...I gave it to him and then left. He must have drank it."

"No, you have to watch him drink it with your own eyes!" The voice seemed a little unhappy.

"It can't always be forced, right? It's too obvious."

"Can't do such a simple thing? You didn't say that he would sing later. Would it be good for his throat to drink more water now? There are many ways to do it. Is it possible to use your brain?" The familiar voice was very uncomfortable.

Yue said, at this time, Song Yuanchao had already heard who the owner of the voice was. Hiding behind the corner, Song Yuanchao quickly looked around. As expected, one of the two people mentioned was Zhao Minglei, and the other was the one who registered him just now.

student union cadres.

The student union cadre nodded helplessly and said he would do it later, but he hesitated and said, "Isn't this a bit..."

"What's there? It's not poison. Drinking it won't kill you. It's just to give him some color. What's wrong? Are you unwilling to do it?" Zhao Minglei looked at the other party with a ferocious expression.

"No, I'm just afraid of causing trouble later..."

"What trouble can there be? Even if he makes a fool of himself, it's him who makes a fool of himself. What does it have to do with us, don't you think?"

"Okay..." The student union cadre nodded helplessly.

Zhao Minglei and the student union cadre walked toward the backstage while talking softly. Watching them leave, Song Yuanchao frowned. From their conversation, Song Yuanchao already understood what was going on.

After Zhao Minglei and the others left, Song Yuanchao did not go backstage immediately, but returned to the toilet again. In the toilet, he directly found a stall and squatted down, closed the door, lit a cigarette and smoked. After smoking for a while,

The sound of rapid footsteps was heard outside, followed by the voice of the student union cadre just now.

"Song Yuanchao! Classmate Song Yuanchao, are you here?"

"Here! I'm here!" Song Yuanchao stood up quickly and casually pulled the drawstring. As the sound of flushing water sounded, Song Yuanchao deliberately tied his belt and pushed open the compartment door and walked out.

"Why are you here?" the other party asked with a slight frown.

"I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my stomach just now. It's not a big deal." Song Yuanchao covered his lower abdomen with one hand and pointed to the compartment as if he had a stomachache.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other person's expression flashed with joy, but soon turned into concern: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just that I felt a little uncomfortable just now. Now I feel better after taking a shower." Song Yuanchao said with a smile.

"Maybe you caught a cold. It will be better if you drink some hot tea later. By the way, it's your turn soon. You should go back quickly. Remember not to run around again."

"Thank you, I'll go over first." Song Yuanchao nodded gratefully to the other party, walked out of the toilet and went directly backstage. When he got backstage, he took a look at the untouched teacups placed aside. Looking around, no one was paying attention.

He quickly picked up the tea cup and quietly poured all the tea into the corner behind him, then pretended to drink from the empty cup.

As soon as he finished doing this, the student union cadre who had just gone to see him came to the backstage under the pretense of inspection. He walked around the backstage, but his eyes were fixed on Song Yuanchao.

Song Yuanchao just pretended not to know, and still pretended to hold the empty tea cup and drink water. In front of the other party, he finally raised his head and "drank it all". After drinking, he smashed his mouth several times, and then put the empty tea cup away.

go back.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, his eyes quickly moved away from Song Yuanchao, and he started chatting with another classmate.

He thought he was doing it very covertly, but who would have thought that every move he made would fall under the gaze of Song Yuanchao. Song Yuanchao did not say a word. He sat in his position and raised his right hand to his forehead and closed his eyes to rest. In fact, his eyes were still looking through the gaps between his fingers.

All around.

If Song Yuanchao's guess is correct, Zhao Minglei secretly colluded with this student union cadre and put something in the tea he drank.

As for what it was, Song Yuanchao didn't know yet, but he was certain that it was definitely not a good thing. It was most likely a laxative.

The reason is very simple, because just now Song Yuanchao said that he had diarrhea in the toilet, and the student union cadre's face clearly flashed with joy. Combined with the conversation between him and Zhao Minglei, Song Yuanchao was basically sure.

Zhao Minglei is really not a good person. Ever since Song Yuanchao severely humiliated him on the day of the report, in fact, Song Yuanchao and Zhao Minglei have not had any contact with each other these days. Even if they bumped into each other in school, they deliberately pretended to be strangers. For Song Yuanchao,

For Song Yuanchao, as a winner, there is no need to pay attention to the loser, not to mention that in Song Yuanchao's eyes, Zhao Minglei has never been a threat to him.

But Song Yuanchao never expected that Zhao Minglei would be so vindictive and always thinking about causing trouble for him. Let’s not talk about the fact that he asked Luo Yang to set up a trap for him during the class committee election, but now he is so bold that he has drugged himself.

, isn’t he worried that things will be revealed and he will get angry?

In order to embarrass himself in public, Zhao Minglei even did not hesitate to mess up today's party. You must know that today's party has gathered the efforts of countless classmates and student cadres, plus it has special significance across generations. Once the party comes out

Given the situation, as a student union cadre, Zhao Minglei didn't consider the consequences of doing so?

Maybe Zhao Minglei had not thought about it, and he felt that revenge on Song Yuanchao was more important. Regarding this, Song Yuanchao secretly cursed Zhao Minglei as a complete idiot, and was even more annoyed by his low-level actions.
Chapter completed!