Well, Qiuqiu thinks that she may be stupid. If she has something, she has it, and if she doesn't, she definitely doesn't have it.
It's all nonsense.
"Students, we are the eighth one to come on stage. After a while, everyone will watch the show quietly. If anyone wants to go to the bathroom, or is hungry or thirsty, please tell the teacher in time."
"OK."
The party hadn't even started yet, but Jiang Qiuwan felt that the atmosphere around her was already becoming impetuous. The students who had come early had waited too long to eat, drink, and go to the bathroom. There were more and more people, and they were getting noisier.
Only then did Jiang Qiuwan realize the benefits of entering later.
The Mid-Autumn Festival Party started on time at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the host came to join the party.
"Good afternoon, classmates and teachers..."
The eternal opening remarks kicked off the party.
Maybe it was because the audience were all children and I was afraid that they would become impatient if they waited too long, so the opening introduction was very short.
After briefly introducing the content and process of the party, and then sending Mid-Autumn Festival blessings, the program began.
Class 1 is the eighth one to come on stage, and I feel pretty good. Although it's a little forward, it's not the first or second class, which is okay, and it's not too far back either. They're all kids. If you're too far back, people will get irritable and tired easily.
Finishing the performance early will not affect the performance even if you stay for a long time and become tired.
The first class to take the stage was not a key class, there were more than thirty students, and they were also in the dance program.
Maybe it was because I was the first to play, so I was a little nervous and made a lot of mistakes, at least in Jiang Qiuwan's opinion.
However, when children dance, even if they make mistakes, they are still very cute and highly enjoyable to watch.
The second person to take the stage was also a regular class student, about 30 people. The performance was singing. This program was not bad. Children's songs were sung by children. It felt like there was no tone. As long as they could sing it, it wouldn't be bad.
Jiang Qiuwan: 'Baishen, are there more than 30 people in a regular class?'
Baishen: 'Yes, for ordinary classes, there are thirty to forty people in a class in kindergarten, from fifty to sixty people in a class from elementary school to high school, and in key classes, from kindergarten to high school, there are twenty people in a class, or
Within twenty people.'
Jiang Qiuwan: ‘Oh~’
Soon we arrived at Qiuqiu's class, and the students went to wait.
Luoluo looked around behind Qiuqiu, feeling that everything was strange. If Qiuqiu hadn't been here, he would have gone out to look around and touch there.
For example, classmate Jin Shaoyu is like this.
Teacher Zhang, as the head teacher, was waiting in the waiting room with the dance teacher. When he found the students running around, he quickly caught them and repeatedly told the students what to pay attention to after going on stage.
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Originally, the teacher thought that Yi Luoyuan would be a thorn in the list of people running around, but he didn't expect him to be quite honest, which was unexpected.
Jiang Qiuwan was very happy. As long as the dance was finished, there were two system tasks that could be completed.
"Next, I invite a class of children to perform the dance "The Little Bunny in Spring"..."
Jiang Qiuwan started to enter the venue with the large group. He stood on the empty stage, still in the C position. When he looked up and saw the audience, he was a little nervous. There were so many people.
Jiang Qiuwan stood up and waited for the music to start, when he suddenly felt his head being held, huh?
After Yi Luoyuan stood up, he turned around and found that Qiuqiu seemed to be very nervous, and her little hands kept grabbing her clothes, so he stepped forward to hug Qiuqiu, patted Qiuqiu's back, and comforted her.