young sir

Go to math competition camp. "

Bi Ziyun followed suit and said, "I, I'm going to take violin lessons during the day."

"The Teacher's Day party is at night, so it won't delay your daytime affairs." Song Huaishu put his arm around Fang Nan's shoulders, "And Brother Pi told me specifically that the show he performed required a lot of large props, and he wanted me to be a From the sports committee, take a few boys from the class to the backstage to help with scheduling."

"There are not many male laborers in our class, let's go."

Bi Ziyun raised his chin to Song Huaishu: "Fang Nan definitely won't be able to go. He's participating in the competition camp for the first time this weekend. Maybe he will have dinner with his seniors after school."

He glanced sideways at Fang Nan who was across from him, and specially emphasized the word "senior sister".

Fang Nan put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the plate and stood up: "I'm full."

"Hey—" Before Song Huaishu could speak, Fang Nan had already left his seat.

He looked at Fang Nan who was queuing up at the recycling place not far away, and asked Bi Ziyun cautiously: "Brother Nan, what's wrong, are you angry?"

Bi Ziyun looked down at the dinner plate in front of him, and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he unscrewed the iced tea in his hand, and pushed forward the full plate in front of him: "No more."

Song Huaishu:? ? ?

What's wrong with one or two, why don't you go on a surprise diet for me?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-3021:56:23~2020-12-0221:33:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Chaoyan 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

32: Haunted

There are two large lecture halls in Gunan No. [-] Middle School. One is in Qiushi Building, which is where Bi Ziyun took the entrance examination. It is usually used as a venue for public classes.The other one is on the top floor of the administrative building, which is smaller than the teaching building, and various cultural performances and competitions in the school are usually held here.

The Teacher's Day Gala is the home of the teachers. Each grade group will perform three to four performances on stage. After several school leaders score, the best performance of the night will be selected.

The second grade group prepared three programs this time, one was the Ax Gang dance performed by eight young male teachers, and the other was "Happy Years" sung by female teachers.In addition to these two regular performances, there is also an adapted version of "Journey to the West" carefully rehearsed by the middle-aged teacher group represented by Tang Runhua and Lao Cao.

Song Huaishu recruited five male students from the class, and came to the amphitheater to temporarily act as the stage scheduler for the second grade group.

"Leave one person to take pictures of the teacher the whole time, two are responsible for moving big props to the stage, and another two people have to stay in the background all the time, responsible for distributing props for the show, and other miscellaneous tasks."

"I'm from the school's photography club. Let me take charge of the photography." The representative of the English class said proactively.

Song Huaishu: "Okay, Brother Kun has worked hard. The rest of you—"

The two boys behind Uncle Huai immediately raised their hands.

It's not that they don't want to partner with Fang Nan, it's that Fang Nan doesn't talk too much and is a bit cold.The party lasted more than three hours in total. If I stayed with Fang Nan all the time, I would have no idea what to say to him.

"Then you two should stay in the backstage." Song Huaishu raised his fist and punched Fang Nan, looking very satisfied with this division of labor, "The student union also sent someone to take care of the backstage, you two go to help, what's the problem? Just ask them."

Isn't there a little gap between the two?There are many ways to restore revolutionary friendship. You see, this opportunity comes as soon as it is said.

After the boys got their jobs, they all went to their respective places. Fang Nan turned to Bi Ziyun and asked, "Let's go?"

Bi Ziyun was looking at the party program list in his hand, when he heard Fang Nan asking himself, he didn't raise his head: "Let's go."

One of the two finished the competition class and the other finished the math class. They both thought that the other party must not be free, so they came here with confidence.

In the end, I didn't expect that there were only two of them left, and they were still in charge of the same job.

Bi Ziyun and Fang Nan walked towards the stage one after the other, with a considerable distance between them.

Fang Nan lifted the curtain in front of the stage, and after seeing the structure behind the stage, he didn't go any further.Bi Ziyun was looking down at the program all the time, and didn't notice when Fang Nan stopped. One of them didn't pay attention, and almost bumped his head on his shoulder.

"Eh?" Bi Ziyun put down the playlist in his hand, looked over Fang Nan's shoulder, "Why don't you leave?"

Fang Nan pulled back the curtains on both sides and motioned Bi Ziyun to look inside.

Behind the curtain is a spacious fire door. In order to prevent the door from being completely closed, a paint bucket was jammed in front of the door.Bi Ziyun didn't listen to Fang Nan, didn't even look at it, just opened the door and walked in.

Behind the fire door is a place similar to a basement. Just as he was about to go down the stairs, he stepped on the ground in the dark. Fortunately, a hand came in from behind the door and helped him in time, so he didn't fall to the ground. A dog gnawed mud.

Seeing Bi Ziyun supporting the wall next to him, Fang Nan put his hands back into his trouser pockets, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Why is it so dark here, I can't see anything clearly..."

Bi Ziyun propped himself up against the wall and found himself standing at the entrance of a very narrow passageway.The aisle behind the door is very dim, and the props used for the performance are piled up on both sides of the aisle in disorder.

The "Safety Exit" sign constantly flashing in the distance and the lighting that comes with Fang Nan's mobile phone are the only light sources in the entire corridor.

There are more than a dozen prop axes placed at the entrance of the aisle, almost piled up into a hill.If it weren't for Fang Nan's sharp eyes and hands to help him just now, he, Bi Ziyun, would have probably become the first human being to fall into the sea of ​​knives and axes in history.

Thinking of this, Bi Ziyun couldn't help but sneak a glance at the people behind him.

With Bi Ziyun's lessons learned, Fang Nan did not choose to walk up the short and narrow stairs, but pushed open the fire door, bent down and jumped off the platform.

Afraid of blocking Fang Nan, Bi Ziyun took a step back, but unexpectedly stepped on the very flamboyant plastic crown.

What kind of stage backstage is this?

He wanted to cry, but wasn't this a half-abandoned fire exit? ?

Before he had time to complain, a head suddenly appeared outside the half-closed fire door: "Hey, are you two students from Class [-] who came to help?"

Fang Nan turned off the phone's light: "Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, I'm Zeng Hao, the vice director of the Culture and Entertainment Department of the Student Union." The boy at the door waved the playlist in his hand, "That's right, I might have something to ask you two."

After listening to the request made by this Zeng classmate, the two fell into silence at the same time.

It turns out that most of the students who came to the party today in the first and third grades are girls, and the entertainment department will not have enough staff for a while, so I want them to stay in the background all the time, and at the same time help the teachers in the first and third grades' programs Scheduling the performance props.

Classmate Zeng was worried that the two of them would find it troublesome, so he hurried back to the meeting point of the student union, and brought a small bench and mineral water for the two: "I'm really sorry, today's program is a bit too busy, please, please."

Before Fang Nan and Bi Ziyun could answer, Zeng Hao was hurriedly called away from the door and went to do other things.

Fang Nan turned on the lighting function of the phone again.The entire fire aisle was empty, only a pile of scattered props and two people looking at each other.

Bi Ziyun pointed to the small bench brought by Zeng Hao: "Sit?"

As soon as he sat down on the left bench, Fang Nan discovered a serious problem.

The apparently misnamed backstage area is cramped and surrounded by a bewildering array of performance props.The two of them were either shoulder to shoulder or back to back in order to barely find a place to sit down.

Gu Nan's summer school uniform is a blue and white sportswear style made of pure fiber, which is very easy to absorb dust and become electrified.Bi Ziyun sat down on Fang Nan's right side, the sleeves of the two were pressed tightly together, and there was a moment of static electricity rubbing against each other.

Bi Ziyun was taken aback: "Damn it!"

Hearing Bi Ziyun's voice, Fang Nan shifted the phone's light to the left, aiming at Bi Ziyun's position: "What's wrong?"

"The black light is blind, suddenly a white light flashed, I thought it was haunted."

"Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Fang Nan, who was holding the lamp, seemed to move his shoulders, giving people the illusion that he was laughing just now.

"Of course I'm not afraid, not to mention there are no ghosts in this world." Bi Ziyun narrowed his eyes slightly, "What are you doing? You're dead, take it away quickly."

Fang Nan: "You look like a ghost."

"You're more like alright, pale and pale, no different from a hanged ghost." Bi Ziyun lifted the small bench under his buttocks and moved to the left.

The two squinted and looked at each other against the background of the lighting, and both felt that the other's face was as white as a ghost.

Bi Ziyun reached out to snatch the phone from Fang Nan's hand, but Fang Nan dodged it in time.Not to be outdone, he simply rushed over, grabbed Fang Nan's wrist, picked up his phone, and took several photos of Fang Nan's face back and forth.

The moment Bi Ziyun slammed into his chest and grabbed his wrist, Fang Nan's expression was suddenly a little stunned.

Taking advantage of Fang Nan's distraction, Bi Ziyun snatched the phone from him.He straightened up and sat back on his bench. He wanted to laugh at Fang Nan triumphantly, but found that the expression on Fang Nan's face became a little strange.

What's going on here?Snatching his mobile phone made him angry?

"Turn off the light." Fang Nan said, "It's too bright and dazzling."

"Row."

Bi Ziyun obediently pressed the button of the flashlight, and the light went out.The fire escape that had just been lit up was once again plunged into suffocating darkness