Good news! The host was loved by the Lord God at first sight

When the person in charge learned about this, he was furious!

I have to sigh, that female classmate turned out to be the niece of the person in charge. How could it be false if what my own niece saw with her own eyes?

It was almost time for Jiang Wan to go on stage, and everyone was running around anxiously, breaking out in cold sweats.

But Jiang Wan was missing at this time.

The person in charge looked around but couldn't find anyone, so he caught a staff member and asked angrily,

"Where is classmate Jiang Wan? Where did he go?"

The student was startled and stammered,

"No...I don't know. She ran out the front door a few minutes ago."

Just as he finished speaking, hurried footsteps were heard at the door.

Then, the little guy ran in, sweating profusely.

"Student Jiang Wan, where have you been again?"

"I went to borrow some clothes from someone."

Because she ran so fast, she was a little out of breath, her chest heaving slightly, and she had to hold on to the wall while explaining breathlessly.

As she spoke, she lifted the bag in her hand with great effort, indicating that the clothes were inside.

The person in charge didn't say anything else and urged her to drink some water, take a rest, change her clothes and get ready to go on stage.

Jiang Wan nodded, holding on to the wall and moving slowly.

Seeing that she was walking with difficulty, the person in charge glanced at the staff member next to him, indicating that he should go up and support her.

Rejected by Jiang Wan.

She didn't like being touched by strangers.

In fact, this was all an act. She had long guessed that Yun Rou would do something to the clothes, so she deliberately set a trap for her.

Sang Yu prepared clothes for her early on.

She just went out to meet her boyfriend and picked up a piece of clothing.

Seeing this, the person in charge sighed helplessly, shook his head and walked away.

He had heard of this classmate before and heard that he was the new disciple of the master of Chinese studies Sang Huaijin.

In order to watch his little apprentice's performance, Grandpa Sang also has to come to the scene.

In order to protect Mr. Sang, many people were sent to protect him secretly.

It can be said that the school attaches great importance to this program and strives to provide Jiang Wan with the best conditions. They give her whatever she wants and satisfy her needs as much as possible.

I just didn't want this to happen.

Not only did he lose his year-end bonus, but he also had to get scolded.

The person in charge felt deeply saddened when he thought about this, and had a lot of anger at his disposal.

But the most urgent task is to buy as much time as possible for Jiang Wan to see if we can make up for the loss.

So, he suppressed his anger and called the hosts, asking them to delay the show for ten minutes no matter what method they used and not to spoil the audience's fun.

This made several hosts very anxious.

Host: No one cares whether I live or die?

In the end, they forced one of the talented hosts to perform, which was enough to buy enough time.

Backstage.

Jiang Wan had already changed his clothes and was sitting on the sofa looking at the draft in his hand.

Chatting with Xiaoxing in a random manner.

"Check the surveillance in the dressing room."

Xiaoxing understood immediately and did as he was told.

"Host, the surveillance is really destroyed."

Sure enough, Jiang Wan guessed correctly.

When Yun Rou was destroying the clothes, she damaged the surveillance camera in the dressing room.

However, this does not pose a problem for Xiaoxing.

It proudly said to Jiang Wan, "Fortunately, I have surveillance here. I can import this surveillance."

Jiang Wan gave it a look that said, "This child is teachable."

In no time, Xiaoxing imported the surveillance footage.

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"Next, let us invite Jiang Wan from Class 7 of Senior Grade 3 to perform and recite the poem, "Bin Feng·July"."

The atmosphere at the scene reached a climax instantly.

Many people came for Jiang Wan. This was the first appearance of the new campus goddess, and expectations were high.

Old Master Sang had already arrived, with Sang Yu and He Peng sitting on both sides of him.

"Why hasn't my dear disciple come out yet?"

"When will it come out?"

Finally, hearing that the host's young apprentice was about to come out, Mr. Sang immediately sat up straight, took out his reading glasses, wiped them, and put them on.

As the long and relaxing music sounded, the girl slowly walked out from behind the curtain.

The girl was wearing an emerald silk dress with a few small begonias embroidered on the cuffs and a few auspicious clouds outlined with silk thread.

Her long hair was casually tied up with a green ribbon, and only a jade hairpin was inserted, which was engraved with blooming sandalwood, which was exquisite and lifelike.

The sunken fish and wild geese are noisy, and the shy flowers are trembling in sorrow as they close the moon.

It’s like the goddess in the painting has come down to earth today.

Everyone present was stunned and there was silence for a moment.

Then, there were gasps coming from all directions.

"Hiss, Jiang Wan is so beautiful, and the clothes she wears are so pretty too."

"It's like a goddess has come to the world to save all living beings."

"I knew she was beautiful, but I didn't expect her to be this beautiful."

……

"Honey, honey! Look at me! What color sack do you like?"

Such voices were heard constantly, and Sang Yu felt happy listening to everyone praising the little girl.

This was his little girl, and she deserved all the praise in the world.

As for those who called him "wife", he chose to ignore them and not hear them.

Anyway, he will get all of this back from the little girl in the end.

When their eyes met, Sang Yu gave the little girl an encouraging look and smiled warmly.

it is more than words.

Then, the person on the stage opened her red lips slightly.

"In July, the scorching heat is raging; in September, clothes are given. On the first day, hair is cut; on the second day, shivers rage. Without clothes and brown, how can one survive the year..."

"Spring is late, and the flowers are gathered in great numbers. My heart is filled with sorrow, and I am afraid that I will die with you."

……

The graceful and melodious tune made everyone intoxicated.