Fall in love with summer flamingos

The classroom was completely silent...

The head teacher slammed the table, stood on the podium with a stern and ugly expression, and looked at the students in the class.

"There are 58 people in the class. Two months in advance, we asked you to sign up for the school's New Year's Eve party. None of the 58 students signed up. As the class teacher, I feel ashamed. There are 9 classes in the entire senior year, and not a single one of us signed up to participate.

The head teacher stood on the podium with her arms folded after she finished speaking, her eyes looking around at the group of indifferent students sitting below, her expression even uglier than before, and then she changed her tone and continued

I originally thought that if the school leaders didn't contact me, I'd be fine with it, but...! The school leaders talked to me yesterday and told me that our class must register for two programs. There are still four days until the New Year's Eve party. If no one comes to register before the end of get out of class tonight, the whole class will have to sing a chorus for me. If you can't sing, you all have to sing the national anthem, or you all have to do the radio gymnastics...

The head teacher coughed and lowered his voice, his tone softened a little, and he continued to say earnestly to the group of indifferent and disappointing students in the audience.

I hope that students with talents and abilities in the class can take the initiative to win glory for our class and give me, your good head teacher, a chance to win some respect in front of other teachers. Students who want to participate can come to my office during the break.

After the head teacher finished speaking, he waited for two minutes and left the classroom with a slightly disappointed expression. He didn't even have the heroic aura he usually had when he entered the classroom.

Su Yangxia rarely moved his butt from his seat and walked to Meng Zhao's seat. Meng Zhao was in a daze and was a little bit unresponsive when he saw him coming.

"What's wrong? Yang'er, what a rare guest..." Meng Zhao asked.

Su Yangxia looked at him seriously and said, "Why don't you consider participating? Isn't it good that you can't sing? And you can play the guitar..."

Meng Zhao shook his head and said, "It's been a long time since I last went on stage. The last time was in the third year of junior high school. I played the song wrong that time, which caused me to forget the lyrics and embarrassed myself. Since then, I haven't wanted to go on stage again. Otherwise, with my personality, could I have held back until the third year of high school?"

Su Yangxia looked at his unconfident expression and encouraged him, "You were still young then, so it's normal for you to be nervous. You won't be nervous now. Try it. I believe in you. How about I practice with you for the next two days and be your audience? Gu Shiye and I will be your audience."

Meng Zhao lowered his head and thought for several minutes, then looked at him and stammered, "Okay... For the teacher, for the honor of the class, I... will try my best. I will go to the teacher to register later."

"Well, come on, you're awesome, Meng Er." Su Yangxia patted his shoulder heavily and returned to his seat with a smug look on his face.

"Xiao Yezi, do you want to join?" Su Yangxia turned around and asked Gu Shiye.

Gu Shiye looked up at him in surprise. "Me? I won't participate. I don't have any stage experience, and... I don't have any talent."

Su Yangxia glanced at him and said with a smile, "I know you have it. I saw your pencil drawing of a piano keyboard in one of your notebooks before. It was very good and very realistic."

"Did you see it? ...But I've never been on stage before. I might be nervous in front of so many people," Gu Shiye said with a frown.

"Actually, the piano is fine. You don't need to perform in front of people. Just look straight ahead, think of some pictures, and treat the people below as carrots and cabbages." Su Yangxia was still persevering in persuading the hesitant man.

Gu Shiye looked straight at him, seeing his expectant expression, then gritted his teeth and agreed, "Okay, I can try, but I need to find a place to practice. I haven't practiced for half a year."

"Don't worry about that. There's an old piano in my old house. It was my mother's dowry. You can come to my house to practice in the next two days." Su Yangxia said with a smile.

"You came prepared. Did your head teacher give you any benefits..." Gu Shiye teased him with a smile.

"No, that's not the case," Su Yangxia walked closer and whispered in his ear, "I just want to see you shining..."

The person next to him was too close, and this sentence sounded particularly ambiguous. He suddenly felt his heartbeat quicken and his face became a little hot. The person next to him seemed to be setting him on fire. He moved the stool and turned around to keep a little distance from him and looked at him and said to him

"What about you? Why don't you shine?"

Su Yangxia leaned his arm on the table and tilted his head to look at him. "I have the ability to persuade you and Meng Zhao to go on stage, but you still don't shine?" He smiled like a gangster.

"Well, you have an ability that makes people unable to refuse." Gu Shiye said sincerely from the bottom of his heart.

The glowing little scoundrel rubbed his hands, sat up straight and said to him, "Then after the next class, you and Meng Zhao should go to the office together."

Gu Shiye nodded and responded with an "hmm", and the bell for class rang.