"Hey, hey, if you click the banner further to the right, it's hanging crookedly."
"Hey, it would be great if my housekeeper Xiao Ming was here. He wouldn't be as clumsy as you."
"Shut up! You two who can't stand and talk without pain in your back come up and try it!"
"Xiaohua, did I ask you to bring the flowers for decorating the school gate yesterday?"
"Already prepared, Dangdang!"
"Idiot!!! Who asked you to prepare a bunch of white chrysanthemums!!"
People piled at the door were bustling and full of spring to welcome the arrival of the cultural festival (taught by the author's Chinese and physical education teacher). But at this moment, dozens of luxury cars stopped at the door of St. Louis Middle School, and everyone stopped what they were doing, curious.
He stared at the car, anticipating what kind of people would get out of it.
The car door opened slowly, and a smaller girl in a maid outfit jumped out of the car and bowed respectfully: "President, please get out of the car."
I saw a pair of slender jade legs sticking out of the car. The boy at the door couldn't help but hold his breath until he saw He Xilan's gentle and beautiful face. It took a long time before he said in the crowd: "Very good... beautiful."
"Humph, are all the brats in St. Louis only capable of this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful woman with a hot figure got out of another car. Although she looked impatient, she only looked at her breasts that were about to come out. A lot of people on the spot sprayed nosebleeds.
"Xiaohua, Xiaohua, your white chrysanthemums have turned into red chrysanthemums!"
Immediately, the door of another car opened, and the innocent girl holding a camera lowered her head shyly, her timid appearance was endearing: "Um, I'm very sorry, can I take a picture for you all..."
"Come on, dear little sister, don't be embarrassed, we are happy to do it!"
A bunch of boys rushed forward, vying to be seen in front of the camera.
"Thank you so much, big brother, you are so kind."
"Little sister, what's your name?"
"My name is Chang Ningning..."
"so cute."
Seeing the two blushes on the girl's face, the crowd was intoxicated by the girl's shyness.
There was an imperceptible sarcastic smile on the girl's face. She was really a bunch of idiots, but it also provided her with perfect news material. What could be a good title? "St. Louis High School Revealed" is the most appropriate title.
"Everyone, please give way." Hearing this familiar voice, everyone knew it was Song Zexu, the Minister of Ethics and Discipline, and they took the initiative to make way.
Li Shaoran, who was walking at the front, showed a decent smile to He Xilan: "Hello, welcome to the cultural festival in St. Louis. It is our honor to invite Edin Girls' School to participate."
He Xilan responded elegantly: "No, we are extremely happy to receive the invitation from your school. We are all looking forward to participating in this cultural festival."
"I hope I won't disappoint you." Li Shaoran made an invitation: "Please come in."
"You are so humble." He Xilan walked into the school gate gracefully: "I believe that the activities inside will be extremely exciting."
The two people exchanged polite words, and Chang Ningning, who was standing next to He Xilan, quickly added another piece of news in his mind: "The President of the St. Louis Student Council is good at acting."
Walking into the school gate, the activities inside are indeed as Xi Lan imagined. There are various stalls, shops, small amusement facilities and exciting haunted houses. In short, the students of St. Louis have their own unique tricks, so be sure to use your own skills.
Think the best.
"Wow, cute little sheep, why are you here?"
He Xilan visited for a while and bought a few things he liked. Then he saw Chen Yinyang wearing red clothes and holding a strangely shaped flag with a human face in his hand, which looked like a cute Chinese
Baby, I can't help but come closer.
Hearing the slightly familiar voice, Chen Yinyang turned around strangely, and his face instantly turned pale.
That strange President Edin is here as expected. Why is he so unlucky to be caught by her at this time?
It turned out that Chen Yinyang was wearing the uniform of Feng Qixiu's fan club. As the leader of the fan club, of course he had to build momentum for Feng Qixiu's stage play that night. He had already summoned the elite members of the fan club to prepare for the last exercise.
"Hello, I'm here to wait for the members for important rehearsals."
After Chen Yinyang said this fluently, he couldn't help but applaud himself. You must never show weakness in front of a scary person, okay!
He Xilan's thick fan-like eyelashes fluttered a few times, showing an interested expression: "Are they a bunch of cute children like lambs rehearsing? Wow, I want to see it, I want to see it!"
"Well, I think you will definitely be disappointed..." Chen Yinyang said this from the bottom of his heart.
Not long after the conversation, I saw a group of strong men in red clothes walking towards here, holding very powerful flags.
The corners of He Xilan's smiling mouth slowly dropped: "Is this your member?"
"These are the elites of our team." When Chen Yinyang saw the team members, he also showed the courage to be the team leader and shouted: "Are you all ready?"
"Ready, leader!" The big men lined up quickly, and a big man came out and reported: "Captain, all the elite teams are here. All the members who can't participate are crying in the dormitory and can't take care of themselves!"
"There is no way. Tonight is an important moment for our team. For Lord Qixiu, any sacrifice is necessary! Do you understand?"
"Understood, leader!"
"Well, even for these brothers, we have to shout!" Chen Yinyang was full of pride: "Shou our slogans from the past few days again! Let everyone hear our power!"
"Yes, leader!"
Hearing Chen Yinyang's passionate words, everyone waved the big flag and shouted loudly: "Lord Qi Xiu, I love you! Just like a mouse loves rice! Lord Qi Xiu, I love you! Just like a mouse loves rice!"
The sound pierced the sky and reached into the universe, and the entire academy was stunned by the amazing slogan.
Amidst the uniform shouts, tears fell from the corners of many people's eyes.
During a pause in the voice, Chang Ningning asked He Xilan next to him expressionlessly: "President, do you want to continue reading?"
Not hearing He Xilan's reaction, Chang Ningning looked up and saw that He Xilan couldn't stand such a huge stimulus and turned into a stone sculpture.
He Xilan easily carried the petrified He Xilan, and Chang Ningning added another note in the college daily: "The St. Louis rehearsal is inspiring, and the president is deeply affected and cannot move."