Liu Miaomiao remembers that the school directors of Shilan Middle School always liked to perform performance activities similar to celebrations.
A school wants to build its reputation and brand. In addition to its enrollment rate and teaching staff, the most effective way is to carry out activities and various activities to build its reputation.
Twelve months a year, every month Shilan Middle School can always find a reason to drag teachers and students to the playground to sit on small benches and watch student-run programs. Watching performances has almost become a tradition in Shilan Middle School, so every month
A student must have a sun hat and a stack of poker cards since entering school
The first time Liu Miaomiao met Chu Zihang was at the school's Spring Festival Gala. The whole school was decorated with lights and lights, and the girls from the song and dance club wore light makeup and looked like white swans, and the girls flashed from the edge of the playground with laughter.
Afterwards, the boys on the teaching floor lay on the railings and whistled at them, their eyes fixed on the beautiful youth fluttering under the white skirts.
In the environment where the students of Shilan Middle School are versatile in arts and sports, the increased exposure every time they perform on stage will undoubtedly increase their limited mating rights in the school within three years. This is why countless students happily join talent clubs.
The reason is that even the literary club led by Chen Wenwen in Liu Miaomiao's class has a monthly poetry recitation as a conservative project.
Every time the person on stage is either Chen Wenwen or Zhao Menghua, or they are both together. After all, in the literary club, they are the only ones whose recitation skills are on the stage, and their cooperation is very tacit and refreshing. If it were to be replaced by someone else, the consequences would be unimaginable, such as Lu Mingfei.
Once, under the permission of President Chen Wenwen, she got an opportunity to go on stage. She held the manuscript in her hand, cleared her throat and turned green on the face of the girl next to her, and then she lost the entire three years of high school.
With the right to mate, he can be regarded as a rare and strange person.
But in fact, it was not important to Lu Mingfei whether he could obtain the right to mate that time. Even if he was possessed by the God of Poetry at the time, his emotions were so full that he could sing to the two dying cherry blossom trees transplanted from the school.
Blooming will not have any impact on the ending, because there are always contrasts and gaps in this world, and the next boy who came on the scene has never made this gap so clear in everyone's eyes.
It was in the third and third grades of Shilan Middle School. Everyone knew about his existence. You may not know his appearance, but you must know his deeds. You may not even know his gender, but you
You must know his name.
Chu Zihang.
A symbol, a symbol, which means a child from another family, the god of learning in the world, the darling of 985 and 211, the miracle that the principal has to smile and say hello when he sees it.
He is light, electricity, and an awesome myth.
He played a cello solo in the middle of the stage in front of the silent teachers and students of the school. The sad and melancholy sound of the piano infected the entire audience. Every time he played the strings, he left a scratch on the hearts of the girls.
, the four-minute and thirty-five-second piece played from beginning to end, Gong Mao wrote it on his heart again and again. When he packed up the piano case and stood up to bow, his name had been scratched and engraved on the hearts of countless girls.
A sour liquid flowed out of it.
Zhen·single-handedly taught all the girls in the school what "secret love" is.
When he was performing on stage, the girls used rulers to estimate the distance between them and the boys on stage inch by inch. Every calculation was a trauma. Infected by the sad tone of the piano, after the performance ended, they
He always cheered loudly, his voice was hoarse and he cried tears of joy.
The boys were also crying. They were crying because they saw the girl they liked crying and applauding the boy on the stage, so they also cried and applauded together! What the girls were thinking about was how to get their hands on the boy on the stage, and what they were thinking about was how to show off after school.
Get rid of the shameless bastard on stage!
The execution list is written in blood-red with the oath of death, but the three words in the first place are carved in stone with sharp knives. The name is etched in the groove by everyone's resentful eyes and will never be erased.
“Chu Zihang, we are all alumni.”
The legend really came into reality. When he opened the door, it was like high air pressure flowing to low air pressure. After entering the box, everyone became cramped and nervous.
"Hello, senior brother." I don't know who got up first. A series of greetings were heard in the room, which reminded people of the class distinction in Japanese and Korean universities, but the person who walked in was indeed a veritable class enemy! Boys!
The greetings were greeted with horror and frustration, while the girls were filled with peach blossoms!
"Senior Brother Chu? Why are you here? Is it a chance encounter?" Chen Wenwen beside Zhao Menghua also seemed a little unnatural. When he spoke, he pushed his chair away and stood up. Lu Mingfei beside him could only say indifferently.
Make room for her to turn around.
“I am Lin Nian’s friend.” Chu Zihang nodded to the boys and girls who greeted him, and replied, “He invited me here.”
"By the way, Senior Brother Chu seems to be the center of the basketball team? Lin Nian seems to be on the basketball team too." Xu Yanyan at the table realized this. Although due to his weight, not to mention basketball, table tennis is not suitable for him, but
As a boy by nature, he is still a loyal fan of basketball games. He follows every game of the school team and even collects the jersey of the school team's power forward.
“That’s right, is there any room here? If not, I can sit next to you and wait.” Chu Zihang’s eyes fell on Chen Wenwen’s table No. 3. In fact, this table was the only one with free seats in the box.
"Yes, of course there is. Senior Brother Chu can sit here." Everyone could hear that Liu Miaomiao, who had always been gentle and peaceful, suddenly became softer when she spoke. She took the initiative to sit up and made a vacant seat between herself and Su Xiaoqiang.
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“Thank you.” Chu Zihang thanked him, and Lu Mingfei on the side brought a stool to him very knowingly. The number one horse boy in the literary club lived up to his reputation.
Sit down and be silent.
Chu Zihang was silent, so everyone at the table was silent, and then the box also fell into silence.
If Lin Nian is Talim, the Sunkeeper, with the aura of being born equal, any person with a good family background would have to abandon their background in front of him, compete with him for their personal talents and then be ruthlessly defeated. Then Chu Zihang
There is no doubt that he is the King of Fear. He comes out with a blood-sucking aura and a fearful aura. His background and talent have to be crushed. He focuses everyone's light on himself, blinding the bad guys every minute.
It’s hard to imagine what kind of chemical reaction there would be if these two guys got together.
Unable to bear the oppressive feeling of high pressure any longer, Zhao Menghua twitched the corners of his mouth at the table and asked reluctantly: "How did Senior Brother Chu meet Lin Nian?"
He tried to say Chu Zihang's full name for the second time, but failed. Everyone at every table in the box was listening attentively. The pressure was pressing on him like a mountain. The full name of Chu Zihang was like
It was like being welded to death in his mouth and he couldn't say anything out. In the end, he could only honestly say the word "senior brother".
“In the afternoon of 2008, the basketball court in the school.” Chu Zihang said, his answer was as accurate as a voice assistant that rereads a memo, making people who were about to follow the topic pause.
"So the relationship was established on the basketball court?" Zhao Menghua smiled reluctantly, "I remember that Senior Brother Chu is in his third year of high school. He is about to take the college entrance examination, so how can he have time to come to dinner?"
“Don’t you welcome me?” Chu Zihang asked.
Zhao Menghua hesitated and his blood pressure soared, but then he found that the other party was not very aggressive, and his expression was as cold as usual.
Damn it, Zhao Menghua, whose blood pressure had dropped, cursed quietly in his heart. No one could read the boy's psychological activities from his face, because the other person had such an expression from the beginning to the end, as cold as if he was just executing.
Just like a CIA agent who has completed his mission.
Such a legendary figure, it is indeed difficult to talk to him even if you want to talk to him.
Zhao Menghua couldn't help but look at Lu Mingfei, who was sitting as an ostrich between Chen Wenwen and Su Xiaoqiang, and secretly hated this bad talker for being an ostrich at the critical moment. Now he was under great pressure and was fighting against this class for the dignity of all the boys in the class.
The enemy fights!
"Of course you are welcome. We are all alumni. Maybe Zhao Menghua is just curious about what Senior Brother Chu is planning to do. After all, the college entrance examination is about to take place." Liu Miaomiao said in a low voice, "Brother, aren't you planning to apply for advanced classes? Tsinghua and Peking University can also join the arts and sports program.
But I still think senior brother can give it a try at the Chinese Opera."
"I'm not very interested in extra points for talent." Chu Zihang said, "There's nothing wrong with my grades. Extra points are not of much use. I'd rather play basketball to exercise than for talent. Basketball is a great exercise. If I have the chance,
You can also try it."
Everyone at the table couldn't help but glance at Chu Zihang's model sitting posture on the chair, which looked like something out of a book. The side of his well-proportioned and beautiful T-shirt showed off his good figure underneath, coupled with the coldness under his bangs.
With a stone-like face, every boy couldn't help but straighten his back and sit up straight, trying to look taller under the pressure. But in this way, Lu Mingfei, who was playing with his mobile phone under the table, seemed a little wretched for no reason. He noticed the situation.
If it was wrong, he immediately put down his cell phone and sat up straight, like a student who was afraid of being asked questions by the teacher during class. However, due to his body shape, no matter how straight he stood, he could not hide the fact that he was a straight bean sprout.
“Which university are you going to go to, senior brother?” Chen Wenwen asked.
Then the girls in the whole box waited with bated breath and the boys held their breath too!
After all, after three years of being exposed to the fear halo, no one wants to be lucky enough to become a victim of the fear devil in the next three years. The first choice filled in on Chu Zihang’s university application form is like the house number of hell. As long as he avoids it,
That college and all other places are paradise!
“Me?” Chu Zihang said, “If nothing unexpected happens, I’m going to try to apply for Kassel College.”
Again Kassel Academy?
Everyone at the table was stunned. Su Xiaoqiang, who had not joined the conversation until now, also raised his head with a dazzling light in his eyes. He turned to look at Chu Zihang as if he had seized some rare opportunity.