An Shue Yijia went to the key points of the province, and Xia gathered a large number of outstanding students. However, a prefecture-level middle school in Bijing Zhumaru is far from being called a hidden tiger. In the eyes of most people, there is no need to consider whether there are any guys who are not visible here. The students naturally thought that what they saw was like. Few people would think about whether the other party was still hiding something or something hidden.

Tang Mei is very difficult to understand and mysterious, but Aimu still cannot imagine Tang Mei's background and talents, and who would have the will to raise the people around her? De-deify the people around her 7

In a key high school like No. 1 Middle School. Even though there are many influential figures in the school that attract people attention on weekdays, who will really convince who? Except for friends and classmates, for those who have no interaction, they are just dispensable roles in each other's lives.

Aimu called out to the squad leader Tang Mei and sighed at her courage. But how could she be really convinced? Tang Mei is amazing, but this does not mean that Aimu has to give her all the chances. The Tang Mei that Aimu saw was just better in English. As for her talent, Aimu couldn't see it, so she naturally wouldn't think about it too much. The Tang Mei she knew was just Tang Mei she saw, and instinctively refused to think that Tang Mei was too good.

"Squad leader, what program are you planning to perform?" Aimu looked at Tang Mei suspiciously.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Tang Mei seemed to be thinking, showing a dull expression.

"Then you still seem to be full of confidence." Ying Mu said dissatisfiedly, "Let's discuss it together with the class committee."

"You said just now that I was responsible, but now what are you doing?" Tang Mei said with dissatisfaction.

Aimu was speechless for a moment. She just didn't think about letting Tang Mei represent Spanish in the art performance. Tang Mei didn't seem to have such talent. Just imagine who would associate a girl who sat in the corner of the classroom, read books all day long, or stayed idle, wearing a pair of ugly glasses with active members of the art performance?

Aimu thought to himself that Tang Mei could not be held responsible for this matter alone. It was not a coincidence that the reason why she, Zhang Yue and Tong Guan were in the same class was Gong Linyang, and the three good students and outstanding student cadres in the school were all kinds of reputations, but when it came to the city's honor selection and the provincial selection, Gong Linyang's nomination was the most important, but if Aimu had not participated in the various activities that could be selected, Gong Linyang would not have nominated her.

"By the way, let's talk, I'm really curious." Qin An looked at Tang Mei up and down, staring at her slender and light feet, "You really can't dance ballet?"

"Dance ballet?" Aimu also followed Qin An's gaze. How could Tang Mei still do this? There is a dance school in the city of Qin Xing. It seems that there is such ballet class in the teacher department. Aimu has studied it, but this ballet is not something that takes a long time and is very hard. Aimu gave up if he couldn't hold on.

"This is a good thing. If I had a solo ballet in the art performance, the effect would be very good." Tang Mei nodded, as if she was considering this proposal.

"Didn't you tell me last time that you didn't?" Qin An said angrily, "A lying is not a good child."

"I didn't say I could, can't I go to study now?" Tang Mei snorted.

"Then forget it. You might as well learn to dance yangge for two months. Wear a big red dress, wear a silk trouser on your waist, and jump around with a fan in one hand. It's also pretty good." Qin An thought in his mind that if Tang Mei really just learned to dance ballet temporarily, performing the classic drama "Swan Lake", it would definitely be amazing. What a stupid goose!

Imagine Tang Mei’s yangge dance. Aimu couldn’t help laughing, and even the gloomy Zhang Yue and Tong Guan laughed out loud.

Tang Mei raised her eyebrows and glared at Qin An, "You don't have to worry about this!"

"Then I won't worry. Sun Cheng and Ye Zhulan asked me for help. I would like to give them some advice on building the curtain. The important task of our class's art performance is to you." Qin An smiled. It was not that he did not have a sense of class honor, but he was just interested in sticking Tang Mei's cold butt with a hot face. It was far less than that with Ye Zi. Sun Cheng was together. The three of them kissed each other, played and joked, and said something that made them blush and beating. It was attractive to see their shy and coquettish appearance.

Tang Mei glanced at Aimu, who was a little anxious, stopped talking, but her mind turned away.

All day long, Aimu was worried that Tang Mei would go alone. High school was no longer as good as junior high school, and the head teacher would not be able to take care of these things. If Aimu went to find Gong Linyang, he might not be able to change anything. Maybe he would be considered to lack the ability to organize and coordinate or communicate. She kept thinking about how to persuade Tang Mei, it should be decided by the entire class committee member. She also wanted to advise Qin An not to act irritably. After all, he was a dismissal and had to give advice to the group class program first.

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After school in the afternoon, Tang Mei kept all the class committee members. Study committee member Qin An, publicity committee member Ai Mu, sports committee member Hu Danhui, League secretary Chen Ling, discipline committee member Ma Jilin, life committee member Zhao Xiang, and labor committee member Yang Chunshu were all sitting in their seats. Tang Mei waited for the other students to leave the classroom before she walked to the podium.

Tang Mei stood on the podium, her eyes swept across everyone's faces, and finally stopped on Qin An's face. Since she had held the class committee, she had changed her mind and did not intend to do it alone. After all, this art performance not only completed the task of Spain, but also involved competing with Qin An. Tang Mei didn't want Sheng Ban's limelight to be overwhelmed and moved the class.

The Propaganda Committee of Shengban was full of good books. The book was full of bad books. When he was in a magnificent style, he played the guitar and sang songs and overwhelmed Aimu. Many people were looking forward to seeing her performance again. The applause and support he said in the art performance must be very enthusiastic. In addition, Qin An gave advice and came up with some tricks. Maybe the one who won the first prize in the art performance in the city, he fell into the class.

Qin An was not allowed to be glimpsed, so Tang Mei decided to be on the battlefield.

"Everyone knows that before the New Year's Day holiday, the school will organize a New Year's Day cultural performance. The school leaders, as well as the leaders of the Municipal Education Commission who were invited to attend. As well as the social community, they will come to watch... This New Year's Day cultural performance is of great importance. Teacher Gong handed over the task to me. I hope to discuss it with everyone. The goal of building the Spanish class into the best class in the first grade of senior year will start by winning the first prize of the art performance." Tang Mei looked away from Qin An's face, "If you have any opinions, you can speak freely."

Qin An watched Tang Mei sitting on the podium without being upright, serious but not old-fashioned, paying attention to everyone's expression, full of leadership temperament and ability to master overall details, and the difference in family environment and education began to fully demonstrate the advantages that some people had in their lives in high school.

Class cadres in the classroom look at me, I look at you. On weekdays, Tang Mei sat in the corner, and no one cared about her much, but now she was sitting on the podium, it reminded people of her class monitor, which is not simple, and not to mention her power. Just her feat of slapping a boy hard during the military slaughter made the class committee, which should have been very active and free, very depressed, and boys didn't dare to speak nonsense.

"Hu Danhui, you talk first." Tang Mei was not blindly confident and conceited. She thought that one person had a short plan, two people had a long plan, and a few more people would discuss it.

"Play a crosstalk," Hu Danhui said hesitantly. Hu Danhui was a little palpitations for Tang Mei. The scene of her dull little face lifting up the branches without any emotion was still vivid in my mind. Hu Danhui was named and had to make a conservative suggestion.

"It's too uninnovative, and it's difficult for us to create a good script. If we copy famous crosstalk or sketches, others won't laugh after reading it. It's too embarrassing to be in a bad mood." The League Secretary Chen Ling shook her head.

"Zhao Xiang, tell me." Tang Mei had no objection. Seeing that Zhao Xiang seemed to have something to say, she pointed at her.

"Squad leader, let's perform a chorus. Sing English songs, or sing religious songs like the choir in Hong Kong and Taiwan films." Zhao Xiang looked at Tang Mei with some expectations.

"This can be considered, dress up the stage as a church, unify the costumes, hold candlesticks and the Bible. You can add points by styling, at least in terms of innovation, and there should be few such programs in Wenxing City. But I want to investigate whether there are anti-religious people among the school leaders and judges, or those who are disgusted with Western culture." Tang Mei clicked the podium, "I will write down this first."

"Don't be so exaggerated, right?" Qin An smiled. Tang Mei must have the ability to investigate clearly, but it's too much of a problem.

Tang Mei ignored him and asked him one by one, but in the end he didn't ask Qin An. However, the other class committee members looked at Qin An. After all, they had been together for a long time, and Qin An left the impression that he was versatile, flexible in mind and many ways.

"Qin An, what do you think?" Tang Mei didn't ask, Aimu asked. After all, the class committee still needs democracy, and Tang Mei can't be dictatorial. Students' sense of equality and democracy are always the strongest.

"I'm still looking forward to the idea of ​​the squad leader preparing to perform a ballet this morning." Qin An paid special attention to Tang Mei's little feet today. I don't know if it was preconceived. She always felt that her steps were particularly light, as if she had practiced dancing. He remembered that when she was with Sun Cheng in the wilderness, she always hummed a song gently, revealing a faint smile, and her steps were light like the elegant and happy dance. Tang Mei was far from Sun Cheng's beautiful, but after Tang Mei gave Qin Anami that day, she turned around and left and crossed her hands behind her back, tiptoing. Her feet crossed and moved her steps lightly and briefly, clearly there were traces of footwork in ballet.

Whether she was temporarily learning to dance like a dumb goose or showing some real skills, Qin An was looking forward to it.

However, a depressing laughter came from the classroom. Tang Mei's appearance was not in line with ballet. In the eyes of others, Qin An clearly stated that she was deliberately provoking and wanted to see Tang Mei's jokes.

Tang Mei obviously understood the same way, biting her lip and glaring at Qin An, "Every class is not a mandatory requirement that only one program can be released, I will satisfy you."

Thanks to Lan Meng Piaoling, the devil of defeating the sky, the godfather of the first love, who lives with the wind, speaks old, cool Shaanxi's sneer, falls old and irrigates each other, Gabi's "Liu Zhongyan, hope... happiness, generous rewards from the sea of ​​clouds.
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