Chapter 212 Uncle Bai recognized the wrong person

"This..." Su Xiaoya said one word in surprise, and then sighed: "This is too beautiful."

Lu Tian increasingly felt that his son was not worthy of the other party.

While enjoying the view, he suddenly heard his wife crying. Lu Tian turned his head and heard Su Xiaoya crying and saying, "When I think of Xiaoxia's mother..."

Before she finished her words, Lu Yuanqiu quickly picked up a middle wing and put it into her mother's mouth: "Eat, mom, stop thinking about it."

It's inappropriate to bring up such sad things at the dinner table.

Lu Tian rolled his eyes at his wife. She just said that he couldn't speak, so isn't it the case that if you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken?
Su Xiaoya also realized that something was wrong, so she could only cry and eat chicken wings without saying anything else.

Lu Tian sighed and encouraged: "So, Xiao Xia, look how beautiful you look in this dress and how well you dance. Just like what Lu Yuanqiu just said...what was it?"

Lu Yuanqiu: "Swan."

Lu Tian nodded: "Yes, swan, white swan, hahaha, how about it, the dance costume store I introduced is good, right?"

Bai Qingxia nodded quickly: "Yes, thank you uncle."

At this time, Lu Yuanqiu took the phone, but instead of putting it away in a hurry, he handed it to Bai Songzhe who was eating chicken wings.

Bai Songzhe smacked his lips happily, raised his eyes to look at the screen and was stunned.

"Ran Ran Swan is beautiful!"

He suddenly raised the chicken wings in his hand and shouted happily.

Bai Qingxia turned her head to look at her father, while Lu Yuanqiu looked at her silently, and the dinner table fell silent.

They knew that Uncle Bai had recognized the wrong person.

……

Monday, 12.31rd.

After the flag-raising ceremony, the school leader said on the rostrum that there would be only half a day of classes today and a school-level New Year's Eve party would be held in the second half of the day. All the students on the playground immediately cheered.

At this time, someone pointed excitedly at a convoy of cars coming in from outside the school and shouted, "Fuck! Lucheng Evening News!"

Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia turned their heads to look outside the fence of the playground. A line of cars and commercial vehicles drove into the campus. The four classic words "Lucheng Evening News" were printed on the exterior of the commercial vehicles.

The students on the playground were a little excited. They watched the convoy entering the campus and started a heated discussion.

The thin school leader on the stage maintained order and said, "As you can see, there are people from Lucheng Evening News here to interview and film the whole thing. Try not to leave too early. Maybe you can see yourself on TV later."

All the students in the school cheered collectively.

I don’t have to go to class in the afternoon, so I can watch some shows. I also have a day off tomorrow. I’ve been looking forward to this day for a long time.

The flag-raising ceremony ended and the students left.

Lu Yuanqiu was about to go back when he suddenly heard Liu Wei next to him sigh.

"What's wrong, teacher? Why are you sighing?"

Liu Wei glanced at him and said silently, "This semester is almost over, which means I have to send off another batch of students. I've only known them for a short time, but I have to change to another batch. Do you understand how I feel, Lu Yuanqiu?"

The crew-haired boy smiled softly: "I understand."

"You'd better really understand." Liu Wei scolded with a smile, wearing a bulging down jacket and walking forward with her hands behind her back.

Lu Yuanqiu looked at the teacher's back and took a deep breath.

Everyone has a different life, and we are lucky to have some intersections.

He turned his head to look at the girl standing next to him, and saw Bai Qingxia wrapped up like a ball, and couldn't help laughing.

Because the school uniform of No. 7 Middle School is only one set of thin blue and white autumn clothes all year round, so when it is time to wear school uniform in winter, thick winter clothes have to be stuffed inside the school uniform, so that everyone looks like a fat blue and white penguin.

"What's wrong?" Bai Qingxia couldn't help but ask when she saw Lu Yuanqiu looking at her.

"Cute." The boy said softly.

Bai Qingxia withdrew her gaze from him and walked forward silently.

Lu Yuanqiu just stood there smiling.

He looked up at the rising sun and felt that today would be a sunny day. The snow on the ground had melted a lot and the sunlight felt warm on his body.

It looks like a large number of snowmen are about to fall on that road.

After walking for a while, Bai Qingxia suddenly turned back, as if "questioning" why Lu Yuanqiu hadn't caught up with her.

……

Back in class, Zhong Jincheng couldn't help asking as soon as he entered the classroom: "Doesn't our class have a program? No way? I haven't heard anyone sign up for a program."

Because Wang Haoran did not ask the entire class who signed up for the program, everyone still doesn't know what program Class 28 of Grade has, or who has signed up for the program.

Wang Haoran was about to speak when he suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, saying, "There is one in our class, but you will never guess who it is."

Zheng Yifeng returned to his seat and lay down to sleep. Bai Qingxia quietly took out a book to study. Only Lu Yuanqiu looked over curiously.

Zhong Jincheng looked at him and suddenly shouted, "It must be this kid Lu Yuanqiu! Damn, he's definitely good at showing off!"

"Tsk, you are pretending too. You are the God of Gun and possess unique skills. How can you be an ordinary person?" Lu Yuanqiu sneered.

Zhong Jincheng gave him a middle finger.

Wang Haoran said, “Hehe,” “I guessed one right, there are still three to go.”

Gao Qiang: "Oh my god, our class has four performances?! Who are they?"

The attention of other students in the class was also drawn to it.

Wang Haoran deliberately kept it a secret: "I won't tell you. You'll know in the afternoon anyway."

During lunch, students on the first floor of the cafeteria held their plates and looked in one direction from time to time, because a group of Lucheng Evening News staff members were sitting there. They were wearing uniforms and some of them took a camera to take a picture of the scene in the cafeteria while eating. Some students made the scissors hand gesture from a distance.

Looking at the photos, the bearded photographer couldn't help but sigh: "It's great to go to school, so youthful. When I was in school, I was eating in the cafeteria, and the girl sitting opposite me was the one I liked. I still remember that she had a ponytail and wore a school uniform..."

Qin Luo at the next table smiled when he heard this.

Suddenly, a square-faced young man next to him asked in surprise: "Why does my high school goddess also have a ponytail?"

"Me too." Another staff member raised his hand.

Qin Luo thought of Chu Lan, and said while eating rice: "My goddess is not like that, she was scattered at that time."

"You heretic, the single ponytail is the god."

The bearded photographer spoke up and asked, "Is Editor-in-Chief Hu here?"

Qin Luo responded: "I arrived in the afternoon. The editor-in-chief reviewed the manuscripts very late last night. He always felt that our cover heroine was missing something, but he couldn't tell what it was."

Bearded photographer: "I have known Lao Hu for a long time. He just likes to pursue feelings. How can anyone match the feelings he wants in every aspect? Don't bother with him."

"Yeah, haha."

After lunch break.

The dazzling sunlight enveloped the entire campus of No. 7 Middle School, and most of the snow on the ground had melted.

Two or three sparrows stayed on the electric wires, chirping and moving closer to each other.

On the road below, students in school uniforms slid on the frozen snow and walked together towards the school auditorium.

The first school-level New Year’s Eve party officially begins.

　There is another big chapter that will be posted later.
　
(End of this chapter)

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