Chapter 217 1 Model and Winter Vacation
Chapter 217: First Mock Exam and Winter Vacation
What she said was... a good partner.
When Zheng Yifeng heard these three words, he silently turned his head and looked at the woman next to him.
She was wearing a noble and elegant black evening dress, with a graceful figure and sweet looks. Her long, shiny black hair was like the Milky Way, and her sparkling earrings were like stars.
Zheng Yifeng couldn't help but say, "Teacher, this is an accident after all. It can't be avoided. Why would you rather change the program temporarily instead of giving up this performance?"
Su Miaomiao turned her head and looked quietly at the boy beside her. After spending these days together, she knew that Zheng Yifeng was a boy who looked dull on the outside, but had a lot of emotions that he wanted to express inside.
There are actually many boys like this, but Su Miaomiao feels that Zheng Yifeng is special, probably because every time he looks at her, his eyes are full of sincerity.
Su Miaomiao paused for two or three seconds, then said to the boy seriously, "Have you forgotten what we said on the way to the piano room for the first time? This performance is our farewell performance at No. 7 Middle School, so of course we can't give up."
The woman patted his shoulder and said, "Come on, Zheng Yifeng."
Zheng Yifeng stared at her deeply for a long time.
…And I, like a tiny piece of garbage floating in the universe, fell into the Milky Way and the stars without any warning, unable to escape, but enjoying this boundless place to the fullest…
The handsome boy smiled and nodded: "Okay, keep going."
Su Miaomiao turned around and signaled to the bespectacled host. The bespectacled host finally came to her senses and picked up the microphone and said, "This program has been changed to a piano four-hand duet. The performance will continue."
After saying this, she quietly left the stage, letting out a sigh of relief with deep emotion.
Beautiful piano music began to come from the stage. Editor-in-Chief Hu turned around and directed the photographers, pointing to the side below the stage and asking them to move to take a photo of the two people on the stage. If they stood at the original angle to shoot, Zheng Yifeng would appear in the blind spot.
The bearded photographer and several staff members immediately walked down the stairs holding cameras. After setting up the video camera at the side of the stage, he climbed directly onto the stage and took several close-up photos of the two near the piano.
Lu Yuanqiu listened to the four-hand piano piece with a faint smile on his face. He seemed to have figured out why Zheng Yifeng had changed so much in the next semester.
It would be strange if the relationship between two people who have experienced hardships together did not warm up.
He turned his head to look at Bai Qingxia beside him and found that Bai Qingxia had a happy smile on her face without him noticing.
Everyone says that the girl next to me is a cold school beauty, but rather than saying that she is cold, it is better to say that few people have ever interfered with her emotional life.
Su Miaomiao had comforted her when she was sad and depressed, so for her, her emotions would also fluctuate according to Su Miaomiao's situation, worrying about her predicament and feeling lucky for her escape.
This girl who has been through many ups and downs with me is such a simple and kind-hearted person.
She should have lived a good life and spent high school, college, and her whole life happily.
Lu Yuanqiu raised his hand and touched Bai Qingxia's head with emotion. The body warmth from his palm felt warm and real.
"What's wrong?" The girl put her hand on her head and turned her head.
Lu Yuanqiu came closer to her and said, "You play it so beautifully!"
Bai Qingxia nodded quickly: "Yes, it sounds good!"
The whole show, which lasted several minutes, ended quickly. Although the two had never rehearsed before, they were surprisingly skilled and in sync. Su Miaomiao reached out her hand to Zheng Yifeng beside the piano. Zheng Yifeng was stunned for a moment, and Su Miaomiao smiled and took his hand and walked towards the front of the stage.
Seeing the woman next to him bowing to the audience, the young man also quickly bent down. Listening to the thunderous applause in his ears, he felt as if he was still in a dream.
"Damn! Damn! Damn! I feel so unhappy!" Zhong Jincheng sat in his seat and went crazy.
Lu Yuanqiu turned his head: "Why don't you continue to imagine that it's you who is sitting next to Teacher Su and playing the piano?" "That makes sense." Zhong Jincheng suddenly nodded. He closed his eyes, suspended his ten fingers in front of him, made a piano-playing gesture, and then began to fantasize.
Lu Yuanqiu was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Gao Qiang explaining beside him: "He has always had a good ability of empathy."
Zhong Jincheng closed his eyes and suddenly shook with pleasure, pressing his ten fingers in front of his body rapidly.
Lu Yuanqiu stared at him from the side, and said with a smile: "It's against the will of heaven."
After watching a few more programs, he suddenly heard a notification sound from his cell phone.
When he took it out and looked at it, Lu Yuanqiu discovered that it was Liu Wei who sent the message in the class group.
『Liu Wei』: @All members: Tomorrow is a holiday for New Year's Day. We just received another message from above that there will be a mock exam on 1.18 and 1.19. The senior year will start the winter vacation on 1.25 and school will start on 2.10.
Lu Yuanqiu brought the phone to Bai Qingxia.
The other people in Class 28 who had brought their cell phones also looked down at the messages. Quite a few people had already started wailing, and the wailing soon spread one after another, gradually spreading to other classes. It seemed that other class teachers had also started to notify people.
Gao Qiang stamped his feet vigorously: "I really give up! Half a month of winter vacation?? Let's go back and celebrate the Spring Festival, right?"
Zhong Jincheng said calmly, "You are in the third year of high school now. There is nothing you can do. Instead of worrying about the winter break, you should worry about the first mock exam. I heard that the first mock exam results are the most representative and will be very similar to the final college entrance examination results."
Lu Yuanqiu said with a little trepidation: "Is there such a saying?"
"Yes, I have."
"whispering sound."
Lu Yuanqiu snorted disdainfully. Although he was a little nervous, he knew that this "representative significance" definitely did not include him. After all, he was still in the intensive stage of learning from scratch.
Now all the subject knowledge has been reviewed, and all that’s left is to familiarize yourself with the question types.
It’s normal to do a little worse on the first mock exam…right?
At this time, Lu Yuanqiu couldn't help but think of the sports students again, and thanked Li Tejiao's eight generations of ancestors for the hope they had given him.
There was a noise next to her, and Bai Qingxia handed over the phone. There was no special change in her expression. Bai Qingxia definitely didn't care how long the winter vacation was. At most, she was just worried about the mock exam.
Lu Yuanqiu took the phone and suddenly moved close to her face.
The girl was startled and shrank her head to the side. Seeing Lu Yuanqiu staring at her with burning eyes, she asked hesitantly, "What...what are you doing?"
"Can you lend me your brain?"
"No." Bai Qingxia understood what Lu Yuanqiu meant and responded with a pout.
"Why? Isn't our relationship good enough? I've been so good to you, so what's wrong with lending it to me? It's not like I won't return it to you."
Lu Yuanqiu said to her, "Let me suck your brain..."
After he said that, he looked up and found a woman in a blue down jacket standing next to the girl.
Liu Wei adjusted her glasses and looked down at the boy sitting in the seat with a serious expression.
Lu Yuanqiu calmly withdrew his gaze, picked up Bai Qingxia's ponytail and looked at it in front of his eyes, and said with emotion: "The hair quality is really good."
(End of this chapter)