Chapter 176 Singing and dancing super double waste
As soon as the bracelet reached the widest part of his palm, Hu Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and he cursed: "What kind of airplane is your dad doing? Don't you even remember the size of my palm? The ring is so small, I'm afraid I'm going to cut off my palm."
Only then can it be put on the wrist."
"It wasn't from my dad." Sang Ning quickly explained, fearing that Sang Youming would take the blame.
"Who gave that to me?" Hu Zhi took off the bracelet and said with a hint of disgust.
"This is a gift from Li Juezhou. He was studying at Grandpa Chen's with my dad, and happened to enjoy your cooking, so he said he would give this bracelet to you."
"It turns out it was a gift from Xiao Li." Hu Zhi's expression immediately changed for the better.
She is always extremely tolerant of handsome young men.
"It's not surprising that he gave it to me. How could he know the size of my wrist?"
Hu Zhi smiled and took Sang Ning's hand, picked up the bracelet and put it on her wrist: "It would be a pity to lose it. It is a waste of people's efforts. Your palm is smaller than my mother's. How about you try it." p>
As soon as she finished speaking, the bracelet slipped smoothly through Sang Ning's palm, and the size fit her wrist perfectly.
"Ah~" Even Hu Zhi thought it was amazing and couldn't help but exclaimed, "What's going on with Xiao Li? How come the things you gave to mom are made according to the size of your wrist? It's so careless." "Then next time I meet him, let him change your size again."
Sang Ning didn't think much about it. After all, Li Juezhou didn't have the opportunity to measure the size of her wrist. She just thought it was something he made casually on a whim.
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When there were only five days left before the Zhantian Festival, the patriarch approached Director Sun and hoped that the guests could put on a solo show to add a highlight to this year's festival.
The important task of producing a program was naturally handed over to the young guests. After receiving the task, everyone gathered together to discuss what program would be more suitable.
Sang Ning was the first one to suggest: "How about we do a big chorus? Singing is the easiest to rehearse."
As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately thought of the fear of being dominated by San Ning's singing, so they shook their heads crazily in unison.
The first chorus was passed.
Song Shi also put forward his suggestion after thinking for a long time: "How about we arrange a dance show together?"
"No, I refuse." Sang Ning crossed her arms in front of Song Shiye, "I am disabled at the first level of dancing!"
[I hope Sang Ning can have some self-awareness. Is she called a first-level disability in dancing? She is obviously a disability in both singing and dancing, but she is still a super disability.]
[As I said before, Sang Ning needs to be good-looking in singing, good-looking in dancing, and good-looking in acting.]
The second group dance was passed.
Immediately afterwards, sketches, plays, cross talk... as long as they could be put on the stage, they were rejected for various reasons.
After discussing for a long time, there is still no result.
Sang Ning's patience was exhausted, she slapped the table and stood up: "Since everything you propose will be rejected by you, why not let me make the decision!"
Everyone looked at her, afraid that Sang Ning would bring up the idea of singing again, and they were all very uneasy.
"Sister, what bad idea have you come up with again?" Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Sang Chuan quickly clapped his mouth and changed his words, "Ah, bah, that's a great idea."
Sang Ning narrowed her eyes and stared at Sang Chuan. After giving enough warning, she spoke:
"In the final analysis, the Zhantian Festival is also a festival for sacrifices. When it comes to sacrifices, everyone will think of gods, demons, demons, and these superstitious things. How about we fit in with the theme and hold a festival to collect demons?
How about a reward?"
When everyone heard this, they all became interested and asked in unison: "How to collect it?"
Sang Ning cleared her throat and started with Chu Xi, one by one:
"Like our Xixi, he must be a rabbit demon. After all, he looks pure and lovely."
[Hahaha, when Sang Ning said Chu Xi was a rabbit demon, Chu Xi’s face was so smelly that it could kill someone.]
[If Sang Ning didn’t make up for the pure and lovely sentence at the end, maybe Chu Xi would be unable to hold back the forty-meter-long sword.]
[I didn’t get the impression that Sang Ning wanted to praise people at all, it felt like Chu Xi was a white lotus in Yin and Yang.]
[Sang Ning: As long as you understand me, there is no need to translate it for me.]
Chu Xi was already ready to give Sang Ning a roll of her eyes, but when she saw Shen Yi nodding in agreement with Sang Ning's statement.
She immediately pursed her lips and lowered her head pretending to be shy.
Does Teacher Shen Yi also think she is as pure and lovely as a little white rabbit?
Shen Yi's inner os: No, it's just because rabbits are the animals I hate the most. They have been bitten and have a shadow.