Not long after Jiang Hexun returned to the classroom, Shen Chengfeng also came back.
Fu Qingshi's threat was so clear that he had no intention of continuing to play basketball.
"Xunxun, let's go home together today."
He was uneasy and said, "I have something to tell you."
Before he could explain why he climbed the wall to skip class last time, he was interrupted by Jiang Xiaoman.
Until today, he has never explained it, and Xunxun seemed not to care and never asked him.
Just when he thought Xunxun would not agree, who would have thought, she actually nodded.
Before Shen Chengfeng could feel happy, he heard her say: "I also have something to say to you."
Her tone didn't sound like a good thing.
Shen Chengfeng felt a little uneasy.
What else he wanted to say, Kong Qianqian and Shang Yan entered the classroom.
Kong Xixi was in a very low mood, a little depressed, and sat down in her seat with a sigh.
Jiang Hexun stopped writing, "What's wrong with you?"
Shang Yan said: "The school anniversary is in more than a month, and she is worried about the program! She is the president of the school's literary and art club, and she is responsible for the school anniversary. Now she has been banned from several programs by the teacher, and she also How many are missing?"
Jiang Hexun looked at Kong Qianqian in surprise, "Kong Qianqian, you are so awesome, you are actually the president of the literary club."
Kong Xixi was not angry, "Otherwise, I'll let you do it. It's too annoying and tiring."
"If you leave it to me, I don't have the ability."
Jiang Hexun thought for a moment and said, "What programs are we missing now?
How about we give you some advice together?"
"There is a lack of pipa in the musical instrument performance, a lack of female leads in stage plays, a lack of solo dancers, and a few people missing in group dances... There was no shortage of them originally, but the music teacher felt it was not good and canceled these programs."
As soon as Kong Qianqian finished speaking, Shen Chengfeng suddenly said: "Xunxun can dance and play the pipa. She also writes very good calligraphy."
Shang Yan and Kong Qianqian looked at Jiang Hexun in shock, "You know so much?"
The two of them thought she was just good at studying, but they never knew she was so versatile.
Kong Xixi was so happy that she seemed to have seen a savior and held her hand.
"Jiang Hexun, you must be an angel sent by God to help me. Please help me quickly!"
Jiang Hexun was a little embarrassed, "But I haven't danced for a long time, and I haven't practiced pipa for a long time, and what I dance is a folk dance."
"It's okay, it's okay. There's still more than a month left. You'll get familiar with it as you practice more."
Kong Qianqian thought for a moment, "Otherwise, can you take time to practice dancing and pipa in the past two days?
I'll let the music teacher take a look next Monday."
Jiang Hexun hesitated and finally nodded.
Jiang Xiaoman came in and happened to hear what they said, and her face turned dark.
Among them, the solo dance that was deleted was her program.
Because of the lack of practice in the past two years and her low talent for dancing, even though she practiced for a long time during this period, her limbs still appeared stiff and her lower body was unstable, so she was criticized by the music teacher for being useless.
In addition, the scar on her shoulder is still obvious even if it is covered up with concealer and foundation. No matter how good she dances, she cannot go on stage.
But he didn't expect that Su Xun would get the spotlight.
Jiang Xiaoman looked at the girl with a faint smile with obscure eyes.
The school uniform of Yanjing Prince's Middle School was worn with a white shirt, and the collar was not high. She turned her face slightly sideways, revealing a swan-like neck.
When you raise your head slightly, you can still see a small mole on the side of your neck...
On others, this mole would appear ordinary and unremarkable.
But when it grows on Jiang Hexun's body, it makes people dazzled and amazed.
It was like a divine stroke on a painting, cleverly placed on her body.
Thinking of the ugly scars from her shoulders to her neck that were difficult to remove with two knives, Jiang Xiaoman's face turned a little ugly and she subconsciously closed her collar.
She regretted it very much.
I regret that in order to maintain my good-natured persona of caring for others, I was so hot-headed that I agreed to Shen Chengfeng’s adventure.
Jiang Xiaoman returned to her seat and was so angry that she cut out the marks in the textbook.