don't stick with me

Wen Kuo felt that he had to get a ton of water into his head, otherwise he would definitely not be able to take a taxi to Jiang Peizhi's house when he had medicine at home, and then ask Jiang Peizhi to take a taxi to send him back after taking the medicine. .

Fortunately, Jiang Peizhi didn't raise any doubts, and seemed to be in a good mood.

After the parent meeting, their study and life were back on track, and the midterm exam became a thing of the past, and many people began to immerse themselves in preparing for the Huaiwai Cup rematch at the end of the year.

The results of the preliminary competition will be released at the end of November, but it does not affect the mentality of the students preparing for the exam. Although Sister Hua scares them for half a month before the exam, the preliminary competition is still like playing in their eyes. Their preparation for the exam has always been rushed. With a cloud of masters going to the rematch, very few talented people go directly to the final.

For example, Jiang Peizhi.

This big boss is usually very good at learning, and he is even more unambiguous in important competitions. Zhao Jiaxu was so scared that he didn't even dare to say more. He communicated with Wen Kuo only by his eyes, for fear of affecting Jiang Peizhi's ascension speed.

Of course, Wen Kuo was not sloppy, he started brushing up the questions very quickly, he was not very interested in the intermittent twitching of the muscles in the corners of Zhao Jiaxu's eyes, and occasionally rewarded him with his feet.

The weather has turned cold recently, and the straight and beautiful pagoda trees on the road outside Mingde Building began to shed their leaves frantically. From the corner of the eye, it looked like it was snowing. Autumn came suddenly and quickly, as if the whole world changed overnight. color.

In the afternoon, during the big class, Old Qiao called a group of Alphas to go downstairs to sweep the leaves, saying that they would be sent out for centralized processing. After walking for more than half of the time, only Wen Kuo was left aggrieved and left in the classroom to write questions.

Originally, when Old Qiao informed, Wen Kuo wanted to go out with Jiang Peizhi and the others, but he was persuaded by a group of Alphas with kind tones. They were subconsciously divided into the group of people who needed humility and protection.

Wen Kuo was puzzled, does he look weaker than them at 183?

But in the end, he gave up arguing with them, and the louder he seemed, the more he cared.

Downstairs in Mingde, Li Qi finally found time to sweep leaves like a bulldozer, while following Jiang Peizhi to ask about the demo.

Jiang Peizhi: "Anytime is fine. I thought you forgot because there was no news from you."

Li Qi: "I don't think you are so devoted to your studies, so I'm sorry to interrupt you? If you can record it tomorrow night, the sooner the better, it should be submitted to the program of the New Year's Day party right away. I have been watching art for the past two days. Over there, someone secretly rehearsed."

Jiang Peizhi agreed with it.

Li Qi grinned happily, another gust of wind swept away the fallen leaves.

High school students of this age will feel a little silly when they mix together, especially this kind of group activity with strong initiative. The scene can be described as a group of demons dancing wildly, and the leaves are flying all over the sky. Standing by the side like a person standing on a pile.

He stood like a stake, Li Qi and Zhao Jiaxu really used him as a stake to go around and fight around.

Jiang Peizhi: "..."

Old Qiao took them down and then slipped away. Maybe he intentionally gave them time to relax and play. He didn’t come out until ten minutes after the self-study. Seeing that the leaves were almost swept away, he left a few people behind. Send the leaves in the sack to the designated place.

In the classroom, after Wen Kuo finished writing a set of reading questions for a set of Chinese papers, he just stretched out when Shi Qin, the cultural and entertainment committee member, came in from the outside. Wen Kuo was more involved in doing the questions and didn't even notice that someone went out, probably from his grade The teacher called for a meeting.

At this moment, only Omega was left sparsely in the classroom. She stood on the podium and hesitated to speak and scanned around, as if she didn't know what to say, or who to say to.

She looked at Wen Kuo who was lazily leaning against the wall.

After looking at each other, Shi Qin said with a heavy voice, "Mr. Guan called the entertainment committee of the third grade to hold a meeting just now."

The students who were doing the questions below stopped their pens and looked up at her when they heard the voice. During this period of time, there was nothing else to do except to announce the news of the New Year's Eve party.

The third year of high school was dull and boring, basically a pool of stagnant water, which could only stir up some waves from the outside. The New Year's Day party was the rock that made the splash, and everyone didn't talk about it, but they were looking forward to it in their hearts.

After all, the gala of the first two years in the past two years was very exciting, singing and dancing were considered ordinary programs, and the art class directly staged a small symphony, pretending to be the best, the cow is also a real cow, and there are several classes They jointly performed a Spring Festival Gala imitation show, and capable people and strange talents abound.

What's more, this year they still have a class song written by Li Qi himself, isn't it their turn to pretend to be x?

Everyone blinked expectantly.

Shi Qin seemed to have a toothache, he held his cheek and said, "Teacher Guan said that the third year of the New Year's Eve party will not be attended."

The classroom was suddenly silent, and two seconds later there was a burst of noise.

"Why?"

"Can't everyone participate in the third year of high school in previous years? Why don't we allow them to participate?"

"That's right, Li Qige's song has been written, where can I sing it if I don't report it to the show?"

Shi Qin also had a headache: "Teacher Guan said that this is the school's decision, and she can't help it. Let us study with peace of mind."

"Is there really no room for manoeuvre? What are the other classes saying? I saw a few days ago how many people in the third class were rehearsing the show."

Shi Qin shook his head: "Someone asked about it at the time. Teacher Guan said that it is estimated that the school did not plan to allow senior students to participate from the very beginning. When we had a meeting, the programs for senior one and senior two were all over, and the quota for senior three was evenly distributed. .”

Now there was no noise in the classroom, and everyone fell into an eerie silence again.

Shi Qin glanced at Wen Kuo again, and the other party was lowering his head, and he seemed to be typing on his mobile phone.

She sighed in her heart, feeling sorry for Class One, but more for Li Qi. She has a good relationship with Li Qi, and she knows how much he attaches importance to this song. The lyrics score has been written since the second year of high school, and finally got it. such an opportunity...

Wen Kuo didn't send a message to Li Qi, he sent it to Jiang Peizhi.

AFIRST:

Shi Qin said that this year's New Year's Eve party is not allowed for seniors to participate, just said.

Jiang Peizhi, who was going upstairs, paused.

AONE:

understood.

Wen Kuo didn't speak any more, and the two of them understood each other's meaning after a back and forth.

A gust of wind blew in through the window, lifting a corner of Wen Kuo's paper, and he unknowingly pulled up the zipper of his school uniform jacket, feeling a little cold.

He has been sitting here for a long time, and it has almost become a fixed seat. When Zhao Jiaxu moved in front of him, he said "the back row is by the window, the hometown of the king", which is enough to show how comfortable this place is, but it is only limited to the ability to open the window. summer and winter with heating.

Other than that, it's all tough, especially during the period when the temperature drops the most. There is no heating and the air leaks, not to mention how uncomfortable it is. Wen Kuo's pillow for sleeping becomes a waist pad and windproof when this season comes.

He dawdled for a while, and then caught a glimpse of the group of people who went down to sweep the leaves just now.

I don't know if they defaulted to Jiang Peizhi leading the way or Jiang Peizhi walking fast, anyway, he was the first to push the door into the classroom, followed by Li Qi who didn't say a word, and Wen Kuo started ten meters away. He looked at Jiang Pei Zhishi.

Jiang Peizhi didn't show any expression, so he returned to his seat and said in a low voice, "I've said it, I'm going to record a song tomorrow night."

Wen Kuo didn't react for a while: "What did you say? Li Qi said to record a song?"

Jiang Peizhi thought for a moment, then explained: "He said recording songs came first, and I said the school is not allowed to participate in the New Year's Day party later."

Wen Kuo said "Oh": "Okay, just record it, first record it and then talk about it."

Afterwards, the two of them took up part of the self-study time, stroked their respective parts, and looked for their feelings.

A group of other people have kept silent about the New Year's Day program since Li Qi came back, like a kind of tacit empathy, but some people couldn't help but asked Li Qi in a low voice what he planned to do. I am very concerned about this issue.

Li Qi shrugged indifferently: "What else can I do, I won't go if I don't let you go, it's okay, it's not a big problem, don't worry."

He used this kind of rhetoric to everyone, and it seemed that he really didn't care, so everyone slowly relaxed, and occasionally chatted and scolded the school for being crazy. Prepare for that show.

The boy didn't hide it either: "Let's just let it go, the school won't allow the report. Our homeroom teacher very much agrees with the school's approach, and severely criticized the students who were preparing for the program."

Zhao Jiaxu frowned so much that he could almost pinch a mosquito to death.

Wen Kuo was used to his heartless two hundred and five ways, so suddenly he was not used to it.

"Brother Qi must be holding back in his heart."

Wen Kuo: "Let's record the song first, and we'll talk about the rest later. It's not like the party will be held tomorrow, there is still time."

Zhao Jiaxu nodded.

As a result, the next night came the agreed recording time, and Li Qi was gone.

Wen Kuojiang and Pei Zhi only received a message saying that the song would not be recorded and asked them to go home early.

Zhao Jiaxu also came along to join in the fun, but the three of them were let go by Qi Qi. Zhao Jiaxu couldn't help it on the spot, and made a phone call and scolded them all over the face.

"You fucking idiot? How long did it take you to practice this song back and forth? You said you wouldn't record it if you didn't record it? It's all your hard work? Renjiang Master Wen didn't put in the time, did he? Your brain Kicked by a donkey?"

Then Li Qi, whose brain was kicked by a donkey, cried on the phone. The old men were crying like that. Jiang Pei knows.

Jiang Peizhi whispered, "Where is he?"

Zhao Jiaxu asked the phone several times before he finally found out that the person was at the place where the song was going to be recorded.

They all know this location. There is a street behind the wall of the No. [-] middle school playground. It is said that the commercial street is not a commercial street, and the residential area is not a residential area. It is full of small shops facing the street, because there are many small second floors, basically People live above and open a shop below, usually very lively, called Qilipo, where Li Qi recorded songs is a small music training class there.

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Finally caught up! ! !almost!I have been in a bad state for the past two days, always writing, deleting and deleting. . .

in spite of!To boast! (splash)