After walking halfway, he turned around. “Master, is Miss Song feeling better?”
Huo Yunque walked into his room without looking back and nodded. “Yes.
She was not bad, but she really made people worry.
Moreover, it wasn’t easy to get her to sleep.
Was it right for him to find a young girlfriend?
…
Song Yaoyao had her own car now, so these days, Huo Jiu drove her to and from school.
As she left the front door, Huo Ningxi was boarding his car. The door banged loudly.
Song Yaoyao felt bad for the car. Who upset him?
It had already been two days. Every time she saw him, he looked so grumpy.
“Miss Song, time to board your car.”
Song Yaoyao shrugged and stepped into the car.
It was almost the new year. No matter how stressful the atmosphere was, the school still organized a New Year Festival.
Early in the morning, Wang Zhongyun started spreading this news.
“I know you are all studying hard, but don’t give yourselves too much pressure. It’s almost the new year. According to custom, the school will hold a New Year Festival and every class has to prepare performances; three for each class. You can discuss amongst yourselves what you will be performing.”
“Phwoar… Old Man, have you lost your mind? When has our class ever performed?!”
“Exactly, do you want us to be treated like monkeys on a stage?”
“Ahem…everyone calm down!” Wang Zhongyun immediately waved his hands comfortingly. “Times have changed. Don’t you have—”
He looked at the girl who was sitting by the window reading a book.
The students followed his gaze.
Suddenly, they understood.
That was right, they now had Song Yaoyao! They could perform and possibly even win a ranking!
But…what were they to perform?
Did Big Bro have other talents?
Everyone looked at each other. Meanwhile, Han Jun lay down on his desk and asked quietly, “Brother Xun, does Yaoyao have any other talents apart from studying?”
When he heard this question, Shen Xun’s lips parted and he smirked. “Does hitting people count?”
Her fists were strong. Perhaps, she could smash bricks as a performance.
“Pfff… I don’t think that’s a good idea! Everyone else is singing or dancing. Why are we so different?” A scene was already playing in Han Jun’s mind, so he quickly shook his head to get rid of it. “No, no, the entire school already calls us mean and unreasonable, if we do this, then we will prove that they are right!”
“But aren’t you?” Tang Xinrou asked.
Han Jun: “…”
She seemed to be quite right.
Wang Zhongyun looked at Song Yaoyao with anticipation, waiting for her to say something.
But…one second, two seconds, three seconds…
In the end, he helplessly said, “Song Yaoyao, did you hear what I said?”
Song Yaoyao lifted her head in a daze when she heard her name. “Huh? Sir, what did you say?”
Wang Zhongyun: “…”
In the end, Song Yaoyao accepted the three performance slots.
The only reason why Class 3-3 was so against going on stage was because the other classes had overshadowed them too much in the past. Once upon a time, they also practiced and shared ideas for their performances. Unfortunately, no one noticed them in the end.
After some time, they naturally lost the motivation to participate again.
“What do you guys think? Those with some kind of talent can stand to the left, and those without can stand to the right.”
Song Yaoyao stood at the front of the class and knocked on the teacher’s desk as she spoke.
Tang Xinrou turned and looked at Shen Xun. “Should we go join?” she asked.
Meanwhile, Shen Xun was already standing up. When he heard her question, he glanced at her with a slight smirk. “You don’t have to. You’re not human anyway.”