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Chapter 1083 Sheng Chong Qingmei: School grass, sweet love! twenty three
Chapter 1083 Sheng Chong Qingmei: School grass, sweet love! twenty three
Teacher Zhang said: "Both girls are excellent. Although I am more optimistic about Xu Huanhuan, I also look forward to Ji Qingmeng's wonderful performance."
The teachers laughed tacitly. Hearing Teacher Zhang's words, it was obvious that they were standing on Xu Huanhuan's side.
A teacher opened the campus network and pushed his glasses in surprise when he saw the approval rate.
"The support rate of the two girls in the morning was still seven to three. Now Xu Huanhuan has far surpassed Ji Qingmeng, crushing Ji Qingmeng with a support rate of 90.00%. It seems that not only us, but the students also support Xu Huanhuan... ..."
"I hope that girl named Ji Qingmeng won't feel too much pressure. After all, the art performance and competition are just entertainment programs." A teacher said sympathetically.
Students will definitely say all kinds of things when they compare like this, and Ji Qingmeng will definitely feel very sad if he doesn't get the award.
Teacher Zhang, the teacher in charge, pondered in his heart, thinking whether to call Ji Qingmeng over for a talk.
When Chong Ai was called to the office, only the head teacher was there.
"Ji Qingmeng, have you seen the news on the campus website?"
The homeroom teacher was thinking about how to persuade Ji Qingmeng, so that Ji Qingmeng can't compare, maybe he can save a little bit of bad situation in the future, so as not to cause trouble.
"Do you still want to participate in the cultural performance?"
Chong Ai smiled slightly and said, "Of course I want to participate."
The homeroom teacher didn't expect her to be so calm and continue to participate, saying: "In case you don't get the ranking, the students in the school may not speak well..."
"Teacher, don't worry." Chong Ai smiled confidently, and said in a slightly arrogant tone: "As long as the judges are fair enough, I will definitely win the first place."
The homeroom teacher couldn't help laughing, Ji Qingmeng really didn't know what to say about her.
Originally the head teacher was worried about Chong Ai, but now after hearing her words, he said helplessly: "Since you have said so, then you should participate and perform as hard as you can."
Chong Ai nodded slightly and said, "I will."
"You go back to the classroom."
"good teacher."
Chong Ai walked out of the homeroom teacher's office, and immediately saw He Xinghe standing not far from the corridor.
The boy was standing in the corridor, the sun was shining on him, his white shirt was clean and tidy, and his whole body exuded a faint coolness, just like a beautiful boy in a cartoon.
Worthy of being a school girl, she has nothing to say about her appearance and temperament.
"Are you waiting for me?" Chong Ai walked over.
He Xinghe said calmly: "I have learned the accompaniment of your dance."
Chong Ai was slightly taken aback, and then said in surprise: "No way, you..." She grabbed his hand.
There were many scars on the young man's fair and slender fingers. Because his skin was too fair, these tiny scars looked a bit shocking.
"Don't you want your hands?" Her tone was a little heavy.
It is very difficult for people who have never learned the guqin to suddenly learn the guqin. If you don’t pay attention when you first start playing, you will hurt your hands.
The hand he uses for drawing is very important, and now he is hurt like this because of learning the piano.
He Xinghe withdrew his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, it will be fine soon."
Chong Ai also noticed that the corners of the young man's eyes were black and blue, and he could only see it when he got close.
He Xinghe must not have slept well these few days, he probably used his rest time to practice the piano.
She just said casually that day that it would be better if someone could help to play the piano accompaniment, so he secretly learned her dance accompaniment.
"He Xinghe, you are so kind, I really like you so much."
(End of this chapter)
Teacher Zhang said: "Both girls are excellent. Although I am more optimistic about Xu Huanhuan, I also look forward to Ji Qingmeng's wonderful performance."
The teachers laughed tacitly. Hearing Teacher Zhang's words, it was obvious that they were standing on Xu Huanhuan's side.
A teacher opened the campus network and pushed his glasses in surprise when he saw the approval rate.
"The support rate of the two girls in the morning was still seven to three. Now Xu Huanhuan has far surpassed Ji Qingmeng, crushing Ji Qingmeng with a support rate of 90.00%. It seems that not only us, but the students also support Xu Huanhuan... ..."
"I hope that girl named Ji Qingmeng won't feel too much pressure. After all, the art performance and competition are just entertainment programs." A teacher said sympathetically.
Students will definitely say all kinds of things when they compare like this, and Ji Qingmeng will definitely feel very sad if he doesn't get the award.
Teacher Zhang, the teacher in charge, pondered in his heart, thinking whether to call Ji Qingmeng over for a talk.
When Chong Ai was called to the office, only the head teacher was there.
"Ji Qingmeng, have you seen the news on the campus website?"
The homeroom teacher was thinking about how to persuade Ji Qingmeng, so that Ji Qingmeng can't compare, maybe he can save a little bit of bad situation in the future, so as not to cause trouble.
"Do you still want to participate in the cultural performance?"
Chong Ai smiled slightly and said, "Of course I want to participate."
The homeroom teacher didn't expect her to be so calm and continue to participate, saying: "In case you don't get the ranking, the students in the school may not speak well..."
"Teacher, don't worry." Chong Ai smiled confidently, and said in a slightly arrogant tone: "As long as the judges are fair enough, I will definitely win the first place."
The homeroom teacher couldn't help laughing, Ji Qingmeng really didn't know what to say about her.
Originally the head teacher was worried about Chong Ai, but now after hearing her words, he said helplessly: "Since you have said so, then you should participate and perform as hard as you can."
Chong Ai nodded slightly and said, "I will."
"You go back to the classroom."
"good teacher."
Chong Ai walked out of the homeroom teacher's office, and immediately saw He Xinghe standing not far from the corridor.
The boy was standing in the corridor, the sun was shining on him, his white shirt was clean and tidy, and his whole body exuded a faint coolness, just like a beautiful boy in a cartoon.
Worthy of being a school girl, she has nothing to say about her appearance and temperament.
"Are you waiting for me?" Chong Ai walked over.
He Xinghe said calmly: "I have learned the accompaniment of your dance."
Chong Ai was slightly taken aback, and then said in surprise: "No way, you..." She grabbed his hand.
There were many scars on the young man's fair and slender fingers. Because his skin was too fair, these tiny scars looked a bit shocking.
"Don't you want your hands?" Her tone was a little heavy.
It is very difficult for people who have never learned the guqin to suddenly learn the guqin. If you don’t pay attention when you first start playing, you will hurt your hands.
The hand he uses for drawing is very important, and now he is hurt like this because of learning the piano.
He Xinghe withdrew his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, it will be fine soon."
Chong Ai also noticed that the corners of the young man's eyes were black and blue, and he could only see it when he got close.
He Xinghe must not have slept well these few days, he probably used his rest time to practice the piano.
She just said casually that day that it would be better if someone could help to play the piano accompaniment, so he secretly learned her dance accompaniment.
"He Xinghe, you are so kind, I really like you so much."
(End of this chapter)
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