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Chapter 297 Going to school with the same mood as a blind date

After two days of rest, the summer solstice went to school on time.

Zhu Tang has arrived.

After the acne healed, Zhu Tang often smiled on her face and was willing to raise her head and talk to others.

"Xia Zhexi, I brought you a pair of socks, which had a little rabbit on it. I liked it very much. You can accept it, okay?"

Zhu Tang always wanted to give something to the summer solstice, but every time the summer solstice refused, Zhu Tang just thought about giving something small.

This time, Xia Zhi looked at the pair of socks with cartoon patterns and put them in: "It's so cute. OK, I'll take it in, thank you."

"Wow, I'm so happy, I'm worried that you won't accept it."

The two of them happily talked about some weekend events, and Zhu Tang asked:

"Hey, have you gone to see the bulletin board? The Student Union Art Department issued a notice saying that it was Teacher's Day, requiring each class to publish a program and consciously go up to perform for all teachers and students in the school during morning exercises. I don't know who will go to our class."

Xia Zhi shook his head: "Oh, I didn't go to see the bulletin board, I don't know."

Zhu Tang smiled and said, "It seems that my class has never heard of any talented students, and I don't know what programs I can produce. The notice said that this is a special event on Teachers' Day, and everyone must be proactive. If the class that did not go to perform that day, the Department of Literature and Art will directly call it up alone!"

"Then it's probably just appointing the literary and artistic committee members, and the literary and artistic committee members are the ones who take it as the best!"

"Yes, Zou Yan will probably give you another poem recitation."

Xia Zhi smiled, but there was no follow-up.

The class of liberal arts and science that was assigned to the last month of the first year of high school is not very familiar with each other, and the class committee members are arranged casually according to the comprehensive score ranking.

Teacher Fan is not a teacher who is passionate about literature and sports. He also said that he is in his second year of high school, so there is no need to spend time on cultural and sports activities. Therefore, in the last month of last semester, the class asked the literary and artistic committee member Zou Yan to come on stage and recite the poems.

But this time, Zou Yan obviously didn't want to recite poetry by herself anymore.

As noon approached, Zou Yan said on the podium with Teacher Fan’s permission:

"Quiet and quiet, everyone listen. The Student Union Literature and Art Department has issued a notice. It will not be early for Teachers' Day. Each class will have a small program, which will not exceed three minutes. This is a respect for the teachers. Every student must respond actively. Whoever has literary and artistic expertise, please sign up quickly."

There was a lot of discussion in the classroom.

It's not a good class, so I'm not very active in this kind of thing.

The classmate pushed and shoved her, and Bai Yunli shouted from behind: "What are you reporting? You are a literary committee member, go up, otherwise you will be a literary committee member!"

When Zou Yan saw that it was Bai Yunli, she didn't dare to say anything. She pretended not to hear it and asked, "Li Qian, don't you know how to dance? Why don't you go up and dance one?"

The classmate who called Li Qian shook his head and said, "I won't go. I've heard that Qin Luyao from Class 2 will go up and dance the peacock dance. They won the award from the Cultural Palace. What do I do when I dance the elderly square dance? Give her a foil!"

"That's not what I said, I just express my gratitude to the teachers."

"I won't go anyway. I want to go there."

Li Qian didn't start and ignored Zou Yan.

Zou Yan called a few more classmates. Even though these classmates were a little talented, they were not confident and were not willing to perform on stage at all.

Zou Yan was so angry that he jumped on the podium: "You can't do this. This is the honor of the whole class and it is also an activity on Teacher's Day. How can I just give it to me? Otherwise, we will draw lots, whoever we catch, whoever we go up to perform, and if we don't go, we will organize others to go!"

"Oh, let's go, it has nothing to do with us anyway, go play football!"

I don’t know which boy shouted, and the male classmates took advantage of the situation and scattered.

Bai Yunli and He Tao even took their wallets and mobile phones to the door: "What are you doing? With this, my favorite Sydney pear beauty soup will definitely be gone!"

"Yes, that stuff is so delicious, it's really delicious, and it's really good. Every time I buy spicy strips, I never shake my hands."

"Let's go!"

The female classmate followed.

The summer solstice also got stuck in a few girls and walked away.

Zou Yan was so angry that he cried. He didn't know how to do it. A girl came in: "Are you Zou Yan, a literary committee member of Class 7?"

"I am. Which class are you from?"

The girl smiled and leaned into her ear and muttered a few words, stuffed her a bag of chocolate, and turned around and left.

Zou Yan had tears on her eyelashes, but her eyes turned vigorously and she smiled.

Most of the students didn't take this matter seriously.

As school is approaching, the head teacher notified everyone:

"I went back to preview physics today. I have found a substitute teacher and will come to class tomorrow. Our class is already several classes behind other classes, and everyone uses snacks consciously."

Zhu Tang tidied up his schoolbag while complaining:

"The old class is really good, and it doesn't mean it's a male or female teacher. How do you look, how old are you, or what age, right?"

Xia Zhi smiled: "What are you thinking about? It's not a blind date."

Zhu Tang also laughed: "Hahaha, but I still hope to have a male teacher, preferably handsome, so I can go to school with a blind date every day."

It was rare, Xia Zhi asked with a smile: "What kind of mood is the same as a blind date? You seem to have experienced it."

Zhu Tang: "Don't laugh. My mother told me yesterday that my cousin from my grandma's family in the countryside is only one year older than me and started blind dates in the first half of the year. Isn't it scary?"

"Well, if the girl in our mountains doesn't go out to work, her family will arrange a blind date at her age at the age of sixteen."

Zhu Tang frowned: "What about Xia Zhi, did your parents force you to go on a blind date?"

Xia Zhi smiled indifferently: "I don't have parents."

Zhu Tang: "..." Why did you forget this?

Zhu Tang rubbed his hands embarrassedly, but Xia Zhi waved openly: "See you tomorrow."

Xia Zhi walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back and saw Ji Wenxuan standing in the corridor with his schoolbag on his back and talking to a classmate from afar.

Xia Zhi frowned slightly. With Ji Wenxuan in the supermarket yesterday, when she passed by, Ji Wenxuan would definitely call her to speak, right?

However, it was strange that Ji Wenxuan just looked up and saw her, so he immediately waved his hand to his classmates and left first.

Well, finally awakened?

fine.

Only then did Xia Zhi take out his cell phone from his pocket to see if there was any news about Xia Li.

This is already a daily routine.

Xia Li is still silent as an abyss.

But Tao Ran left a message unhappy:

[(t_t), Xia Li didn't come last night, I waited until very late, but I didn't come. I slept until the afternoon. Oh, I don't know if I'm sick? Strange, I actually missed him.]
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