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39. Maybe this is the price of being pretty

For this kind of class, just put on the look of "I'm listening! I'm really listening!', and then you can suck endlessly.

I have to say that it is really... good!

Compared to the torture of the English class this morning, this afternoon class can only be described as comfort.

"Everyone is ready to sit down. I won't talk about the test paper today. I have something to say to you."

Hearing this sentence, the students in the class all showed joy in their faces without exception and became quiet in an extremely obedient manner.

Don't talk about the paper?

It’s good not to talk about the test paper!

As long as you don’t talk about the test paper or do the questions, you can do whatever you say!

"It's the school cultural festival again soon. You participated in it last year, so I won't talk about the specific process.

It’s still three days, the first day of class display, the second day of class internal activities, the third day of cultural performance, the third day of the old three.

Our task in this class is to determine the head of the cultural festival, the theme of the class display, the theme of the class activity and the cultural performance class program."

As he said that, Lao Wang wrote down several things he needed to do on the blackboard one by one.

Then, he turned around and continued to speak to his classmates,

"Just just had a meeting, the director discussed with several grade leaders. The theme of the class activity the next day this year is the same as last year, and it is still delicious food.

It's actually a class dinner.

Look at what you are going to bring, what you want to do in the class, which venue to make an appointment for the school, think about it in advance, don’t wait until the venue is gone, and the class will be ordered here for more than 60 people."

"puff."

Hearing this, Li Ziqian couldn't help laughing.

This was how their class last year.

The teacher arranged the matter and acted as the boss. The person in charge found someone who "remembered the matter outside the window and only read the books of sages" and dragged it until the end to get the matter done.

Finally, I caught a scapegoat and came out to take over the mess.

If I remember correctly, their class did not make any preparations at that time, but they had to eat at noon, so they had to order takeout together.

The wonder of taking food at that time attracted the attention and attention of leaders of all sizes.

To be honest, the teacher is quite freaking out, but as a student who doesn’t bother to watch the fun, he had a very pleasant day.

After all, there is no activity arrangement or design, sitting in the class to sip and brush your phone... that's so cool.

"Don't go too far, don't spend too much, basically the kind that can be solved by paying 180 per person."

While Li Ziqian recalled what happened at the Cultural Festival last year, Lao Wang was still chatting about the activity requirements with everyone.

Cultural Festival...

Li Ziqian felt that the meaning of this kind of activity was really subtle.

In order to demonstrate its teaching and face, the school basically holds routine activities every year.

On the surface, it is a combination of work and rest, but in fact, it is a face-saving project in Li Ziqian's opinion.

Those who should be happy will be happier in the Cultural Festival, while those who are unhappy will be less happier because of the Cultural Festival.

In his perception, the current situation of the cultural festival is that those who are not capable of studying hard in the classroom and those who are capable of studying hard not only have to study hard but also have to work more overtime.

Besides, sometimes you study hard and work overtime will end up thanklessly.

Just before the class was divided last year, Li Ziqian clearly remembered that there was a good brother in his class who was so busy that he was almost gyrosy. He was much more haggard, but he was busy like this. He was scolded by the teacher for not doing his job properly, not being serious and not being able to distinguish between the primary and secondary.

He still remembers the classmate's expression of grievance and nowhere to be said.

Li Ziqian would never be interested in participating in such a thankless thing.

The audience is his eternal home. It’s great that others perform to sleep!

=-=

Let Li Ziqian develop this energy-saving style and habit, and this current situation also has an unshirkable responsibility.

┓(′?`)┏

Their class is not an art class, and there are no rigid regulations for class programs. It only requires at least one class program to be released. There is no restriction on personal programs. Anyway, they have to be selected at the same time and can be registered as long as they register.

After Lao Wang finished talking about various activities, the class became obviously restless.

Everyone is young and young. Except for old energy-saving patients like Li Ziqian, most people are very enthusiastic about this kind of activity.

When Lao Wang said that everyone could start a collective discussion, the class exploded instantly.

"Hey, how about Qi Wu? Just the video we watched before."

"You said that!!! Right!"

"Yes, yes, handsome, right?"

"Sparrow eats crickets!"

Qiwu pays great attention to the stage effect, and the personal part does not need to be very prominent. For activities like school cultural festivals, the main focus is on a neat and visually impactful card.

Li Ziqian occasionally likes to watch this kind of video of dancing together, after all, visually, it looks very good.

"How is the stage play? I remember that last year, Class 3 didn't act one, it's always interesting."

"It's OK! But what should I do with the script?"

"Ah this..."

"chorus!"

“…”

"Hey! The chorus can also be very handsome, okay! I'll send you a video if you don't believe me!"

"Are you sure? Lao Wang is still here!"

“…”

When the class group discussion was in full swing, Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei were staring at each other.

‘How about…going to sleep at this time? What do you say?

‘It’s no, I think so too.’

Just after Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei finished their eyes, an accident happened.

In fact, it was mainly for Mo Nanbei that an accident happened.

Several girls suddenly came over and dragged Mo Nanbei away with his chair.

There is no way, this is the difference between people.

An idle person like him who is useless except for being handsome. At this time, as long as he dares to lie down and sleep, no one will come to disturb him.

It's amazing!

More than ten minutes later, when Lao Wang clapped his hands and signaled everyone to end the discussion, Mo Nanbei came back with her stool.

"Tsk tsk, it's so miserable."

Li Ziqian was amazed and mocked Mo Nanbei's misfortune.

"There's no way, maybe this is the price of being pretty."

The implication of Mo Nanbei's words is that Li Zi is ugly, and no one is willing to talk to him.

"But I slept very well."

“…”

"Your mom was blown up."

Obviously, someone was furious.

She was anxious, she was anxious.

After ten minutes of rest, my already happy mood became happier.

Lao Wang walked onto the podium again, and his expression was a little more solemn than before.

"Suddenly, there is something to deal with. You can choose a person in charge to preside over this matter and give me a plan before the next self-study class."

"Okay~", a rare uniform reply from the class.
Chapter completed!
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