Yu Zhouzhou immediately blamed the Duke Grigri and his son who warmly invited her to become the queen in his heart.

It's really not low-key.

However, Yu Zhouzhou was still happily chewing on the reunion that she couldn't imagine. The person in front of her seemed to pop out of her iron box.

She raised her head, her bright eyes were smiling bent, and she said politely, "My name is Yu Zhouzhou."

Chen An, who was ruthlessly exposed the fact that forgetfulness was ruthlessly exposed by the child, was a little embarrassed and could only smile and said, "Well, Zhou Zhou, are you here to watch the game?"

Before Yu Zhouzhou could answer, he suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance, "Chen An, Chen An!"

She was isolated from the periphery by a large group of children running through the passageway. They were all about the same size as Chen An, or even bigger than Chen An. There were four boys and five girls, each carrying a musical instrument box, long, wide, flat and round. Only then did Yu Zhouzhou notice that Chen An was also holding a black box in his hand. Judging from the shape, it seemed like a violin.

She seemed to be standing by the pot and staring at a large pot of boiling water.

"Have you heard that they started to adjust the second violin? The chief of the second violin is the four-eyed steel teeth wearing the bottom of a beer bottle. She has been transferred to your first violin. Some people say she may occupy your position as the deputy chief..."

"Teacher Chen is really good at doing things randomly, and he is not sure about receiving gifts. He thought we didn't know. Didn't the cello and black tubes that failed the division assessment also come to participate in the joint practice last Sunday? Who said that this time it was going to be investigated? Anyway, I can't find it on his own."

"Isn't it all for school selection and extra points? Turn a blind eye. This is not the first time. But Chen Yan, you should be careful. The chief of the second violin is definitely not easy."

"Forget it, no matter how simple it is, I will definitely not have the courage to touch Chen Yan..."

They were talking all over the tongue, and Yu Zhouzhou could hardly understand it, but she stood quietly by her side and did not walk away. Chen An was trapped among the group of people, smiling and not talking, but she was still very kind, as if she was born to be surrounded by the center, so she seemed to be more mature and steady than those older brothers and sisters. Yu Zhouzhou didn't know what she was waiting for. Although being thrown aside in the middle made her feel a little angry, the small world surrounded by boys and girls around her made her curious.

They scolded the teacher, they cared but had a casual attitude, they said things she didn't understand, they were used to various unspoken rules, they were familiar with each other, they...

Inferiority, anger, envy, curiosity... All kinds of emotions rolled in Yu Zhouzhou's heart. She looked at the boy in the crowd peacefully. He was no longer the little brother who sat on the sofa and watched cartoons without saying a word. He shouldn't remember the piece of paper with two names written on it. This time, he appeared with his world. The outer edge of the world was a transparent air cover, which knocked Yu Zhouzhou out several meters at once, and could only stand there like a fool and stare.

They didn't finish talking. Yu Zhouzhou heard a voice coming from afar. Several hosts said in unison, "I announced that the "Kanghua Pharmaceutical Cup" Provincial Children's Story Competition will start now!

There are 45 players in the youth and children's groups, and she is the 41st appearance.

But she turned around and left and returned to the backstage to wait. Chen An's voice came from behind, and she called several companions to the audience to watch the competition. It turned out that his sister from his aunt's house also participated in this story competition. He had just finished rehearsal at the Student Orchestra in the Children's Palace and came to support him.

Yu Zhouzhou, who was a little nervous when she saw the crowd, became even more nervous because she met Chen An. But strangely, after being ignored, she calmed down.

If she was afraid of being ugly because she knew that there were acquaintances in the audience - and an important acquaintance - at the beginning, then when she walked away silently, she thought to herself that even if she really made her ugly, it seems that the other party wouldn't care much, right?

He would only think that this was a joke made by a child.

Yu Zhouzhou quickly passed the story on both sides facing the wall, and confirmed that he had memorized it. So he stood up and ran to the curtain to watch the game, and unexpectedly saw Shan Jiejie who was nervous there.

"Jiejie?"

"Don't call me sister. I was born in the same year as you, but I went to school earlier."

"...I didn't call you sister."

Shan Jiejie reacted and stuck out her tongue, "I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous."

It seems that it's not "a little bit", right? Yu Zhouzhou felt that her holding her hand was so cold, "Are you okay?"

Shan Jiejie's manuscript has been ravaged and very fragile, and several parts have been damaged. While she recited it nervously, she kept folding and opening the manuscript, opening and folding it.

"All of us have come to see me for a match, and even my cousin has come. What if I make a fool of myself?"

When Yu Zhouzhou heard her crying narrative, she suddenly felt that the little girl who had always regarded herself as a second-grade senior in front of her was like her little sister. She patted Shan Jiejie on the back comfortably and comforted her with a smile.

This is the first person after Benben who made her feel that she needs protection very much, although the one in front of her is much harder than Benben's mouth.

The child No. 17 on the stage was drawing questions. After drawing, he handed them to the host. The host shouted, "Okay, the note we kid No. 17 drew said, 'Two cents, red scarf, police uncle, little cat, grandma, eggplant'," In order to make these children who are likely to be illiterate, he repeated three times, "Then the contestant No. 17 has 45 seconds to conceive, and the story is limited to three minutes."

Shan Jiejie started to cry again, "What if I can't make it up for a while..."

As time came, the child on the 17th looked down at the note and slowly spoke, "On Sunday morning, the child wearing a red scarf picked up two cents on the road. She immediately handed over the two cents to the police uncle, the police uncle... the police uncle... the uncle took the money and pointed his head at me..." The child's tone began to show a tendency to sing, and a kind laugh sounded in the audience.

"Look at it, I must be worse than him..." Shan Jiejie was about to cry soon, and the makeup she painted for the competition was a little bit colorful because of sweating.

"On the way home, I met a little cat, and then grandma... grandma told me to eat eggplant at night."

The child on the 17th said his last sentence fearlessly, bowed quickly, ran to the backstage. There was applause and laughter in the audience.

When Shan Jiejie was about to play, Yu Zhouzhou shouted in her ear very loudly, "Come on!!!" Shan Jiejie was so scared that she collapsed on the sofa, covering her chest and shouted, "What are you going to do?! Do you want to scare me to death?!"

Yu Zhouzhou smiled, and she finally regained the momentum of "I'll block it". She pinched Shan Jiejie's face, "I'm not nervous now, are you?"

Shan Jiejie blinked her eyes, was stunned for a while, and then she laughed, "Huh? It seems... Ha, thank you, Zhou Zhou."

"No need to thank you. This is the method my mother used to treat my hiccups. Come on!"

Shan Jiejie's competition went smoothly, although the final improvisation story was a bit unsatisfactory - basically it was to make a sentence for each keyword and connect it. Shan Jiejie ran off the stage excitedly, and returned to her senior sister's true nature. She patted Yu Zhouzhou's head condescendingly and said, "Come on, huh."

When Yu Zhouzhou came on stage, the audience below was already a little tired, and the buzzing sounds were endless. After all, the hero stories were really boring. Except for the attention of their own children, no one would listen carefully to the patriotic bombardment of more than 40 children for a long time.

She finished telling Zhao Yiman's story smoothly, took out a note from the big cardboard box and handed it to the host.

The host opened the folded note and said loudly, "The topics drawn by the child No. 41 are, mice, cats, yellow balloons, big stars."

Yu Zhouzhou blinked, where is this?

The audience below will quiet down every time the impromptu story session is partly due to the fact that they can always hear many stories like jokes. Just as Yu Zhouzhou frowned and thought, the lights at the scene suddenly came to an end, and the orange background lights went out instantly, leaving only two white spotlights on the edge of the stage shining on her, as if the lights used by the American police uncle to illuminate the suspect when he was forcing confession on TV.

Yu Zhouzhou was not panicked. The explosion-like noises in the audience seemed very far away to her. She was just standing there, and a mysterious excitement gushed in her heart.

The world is dark, only she.

Only herself.

Yu Zhouzhou actually had the urge to cry. At that moment, she understood why every time Seiya was knocked down, her friend's relative Athena's face kept popping up, and then immediately stood up and exploded. The little universe ruthlessly turned the enemy into victory. She did see that, in the dark ahead, she saw the duke and the three-eyed prodigy, Simi hugged the Holy Aquarius, and Xiao Tiantian who was transforming...

They said, come on every week.

The lights switched over, and Yu Zhouzhou returned to reality, her eyes narrowed and adapted to the change of brightness. The host went on stage to explain the minor fault that had just happened to the audience, and then turned to comfort Yu Zhouzhou and asked her if it needed more time.

"No need, I'll think about it." She said softly, and the audience in the audience suddenly calmed down, and everyone's eyes focused on her.

"Once upon a time there was a little mouse in the country called Benben. He always felt that he should be a big star in nature. He could sing the best songs on the stage and let everyone sing with him. He would be the most amazing person...well, mouse."

"But Benben's family has always distrust him. Only his best friend has always encouraged him. His friend said that only by entering the city can you realize your dream."

"So Benben left home, but he tied a big yellow balloon to his tail. He told his friends that when one day it could stand on the highest stage and sing, he would put the big balloon in the air. No matter how far it was, his friends would definitely see the yellow balloon."

"Benben entered the city and ran to the theater. The boss of the troupe asked Benben what he could sing. Benben stood straight and sang seriously, ah! Mouse!..."

"The boss said, no one likes mice, you should sing, ah! Cat!..."

"Benben said, no, I will never sing cats, the cats I hate the most."

"The boss said, ah, cat!"

"Benben said, ah, rat!"

"They started arguing, and the boss kicked Benben out of the theater with one kick. It rolled for a long time, and finally hit the wall, and the balloon on its tail shattered."

"Benben cried for a long time. It was not sad because the boss didn't like his songs. He felt that maybe his good friend would never see the balloon again."

When Yu Zhouzhou spoke this, his voice was dim and the audience was so quiet that it could be heard clearly as if a needle had fallen to the ground.

"Children, time is up." The host whispered.

" speaking yet." Yu Zhouzhou looked at the host calmly and said to the microphone.

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out from the audience, followed by enthusiastic applause.

Yu Zhouzhou looked stubborn and didn't even look at the audience. She just stared at the farthest back door of the theater, and continued her story seriously, telling the story of the little mouse named Benben who was finally appreciated after hitting a wall.

"On the day I went on stage to perform, the boss asked Benben if he was ready. Benben said, I still have a request."

"The boss said, what request?"

"Benben said, please buy me a yellow balloon, and then when I sing, put it out, my friend will see it, and he will know that I have realized my dream."

Yu Zhouzhou suddenly had the urge to cry again. She didn't know what she was smoking in front of everyone.

"Thank you, my story is over."

She bowed deeply and left with her serious timeout story.
Chapter completed!