summer kill

Friday, April 11.

It's already the end of November, and the teacher said that next month we will prepare for New Year's Day activities.

The New Year's Day of the Ninth Middle School is very lively. I heard that the leaders of the Education Bureau were invited to participate last year.At that time, a sketch was prepared in class, and the response was good.

This year, the head teacher had very high expectations for the students, and assigned the task to Su Qian, a literary and art committee member.

Su Qian made several options: singing, dancing, and acrobatics.

Gao Hui: "Who will do the acrobatics?"

Su Qian: "Turning a few somersaults is considered acrobatics."

Gao Hui: "Your acrobatics are too watery."

Su Qian drew a cross or a tick on the paper: "We performed a sketch in the first year of high school, shall we change to a new trick this year?"

A girl: "How about we put on a stage play?"

A boy: "It's easy to act in a sketch." Last year he played the role of a passerby in a sketch. He went down after ten seconds on stage, and didn't go up until the end of the curtain to give thanks.

Gao Hui: "Last year, I made sketches, so it's okay to change this year."

Su Qian has a great desire to perform, but a stage play takes more time and money than a sketch, and what theme is good for it?In Su Qian's mind, he could not escape the hazy feelings when he came and went.

Gao Hui snapped his fingers: "I have an idea, and if I do it well, I might win an award this year."

Su Qian: "Let's listen."

Gao Hui: "I know you killed someone in Xia Tian."

Su Qian was stunned: "What?"

He Guan looked at Gao Hui.

"What I just said was the content of the stage play." Gao Hui said, "Adapted from real events, life is more dramatic than scripts."

"This theme is fresh." Su Qian teased, "Gao Hui, do you want to act in your true colors in the stage play?"

Gao Hui: "He Guan and I will join the training team, and we will leave in a few days. It will take half a month to go, and there is no way to rehearse."

Su Qian: "You are the party involved in the incident, you can't finish it with just one idea, at least you have to give a rough framework of the script."

Gao Hui pushed He Guan over: "Let He Guan write a script for you. You know, my language is very bad. He Guan is a versatile talent in both civil and military affairs."

He Guan pushed his glasses: "Aren't you in charge of last year's essay?"

Gao Hui: "My jokes are too vulgar. It's up to you to play this year."

Su Qian: "Okay, now that the theme has been set, we will work hard for the New Year's Day event. Let's discuss the preliminary preparations tonight. Before you two start training, we will implement the preparations."

He Guan leaned into Gao Hui's ear: "Do you really want to play this game?"

Gao Hui: "This card is very popular in schools recently, let's play with it."

Su Qian: "I happen to have a voucher, which expires tomorrow. I'm having hot pot tonight and chatting about things."

Zeng Lianxi was also the person involved in the card, so Su Qian called him.

When they arrived at the store, four people gathered around the hot pot.

Su Qian: "Zeng Lianxi, you were the first to receive the card. What were your thoughts at that time?"

Zeng Lianxi: "I don't have any ideas, those who clean themselves will clean themselves."

Gao Hui glanced at him.

Su Qian raised his cheeks: "If Gao Hui hadn't spoken for you, none of us would have known that you had received the card."

Zeng Lianxi: "I have encountered many of these simple pranks before."

Su Qian: "Who knew that this prank turned into Gao Hui's crime scene."

Gao Hui intentionally changed the subject: "He Guan, we have to make exactly the same cards, and you can arrange the printing of this."

He Guan was silent, but had no objection.

After a meal, the previous content was basically finalized.

When he was about to finish eating, Gao Hui said to go to the bathroom.

Su Qian made a serious face on purpose: "You don't want to give money, do you?"

"Let's treat the literary and art committee." After finishing speaking, Gao Hui slipped away.

When paying the bill, Su Qian made up his mind: "It would be great if I had two coupons."

"I have one." He Guan took out his wallet, but was bumped by the waiter.

The wallet fell at Zeng Lianxi's feet.He bent down to help pick it up, and saw a few cards slipping out of it.

These are ordinary bank cards.In particular, half of the photo was exposed on the slot, which was a photo of He Guan with someone else.

Zeng Lianxi watched intently.

Gao Hui came back and noticed that Zeng Lianxi paused for a long time, so he slowed down and looked at Zeng Lianxi's feet.

He Guan leaned down and moved very quickly, pushing back several bank cards to cover the photo.

"Have you not paid the bill yet?" Gao Hui pulled the chair over.

"Yeah." He Guan put away his wallet and gave the coupons to Su Qian, "It's just enough for two coupons."

Zeng Lianxi remained calm and sat upright.

The group photo only showed half of his face, but he could tell from the half of his face that the other person in the photo was Sun Minglei.

The four of them didn't stay too late and went back separately.

Gao Hui and Zeng Lianxi seemed to have nothing happened.Chatted as usual, and parted at a fork in the road.

When Zeng Lianxi got home, his uncle's family was drinking soup.

Zeng Zhengxin held the bowl: "Lianxi, come over for a bowl? Your aunt's chicken soup."

Zeng Lianxi: "Thank you uncle, I just finished dinner."

Zeng Zhengxin: "You go out a lot these days, is it because you made friends in class?"

"Yes." Zeng Lianxi admitted.

Zeng Zhengxin: "Grandma used to say that Lianxi didn't socialize too much, but now it's a good thing that she can mingle with her classmates."

Zeng Mao said suddenly: "Is that the classmate who hit someone with a car?

Zeng Zhengxin: "Amao, you need to get along with your classmates more, and don't do anything like fighting like last time."

Zeng Mao: "There is a rich second generation in our class who is very close to me."

"Is the grade of the rich second generation good?" Zeng Zhengxin only cares about the grades, "You are a student, and your study is the first task. Whether someone is a rich second generation, what does it have to do with you making friends?"

Zeng Mao shrugged: "The grades are not bad. The main thing is to follow him and broaden your horizons. Rich people are different from us."

Zeng Zhengxin: "Character is the first element."

"There's no problem with my character. I told him that I'm from an ordinary family, and he didn't dislike me. I want to be a guest." Zeng Mao remembered, "By the way, his brother is also from No. [-] Middle School, and he's going to join the training team this month. gone."

Zeng Zhengxin: "Training team? Then there is a chance to send you to college."

"That's right, He Peng's brother is very good." Zeng Mao looked proud, as if he had gone to the training team.

Zeng Lianxi didn't speak, but lowered his head in thought.