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7:30 am.

In the idle classroom of the teaching building of Zhaoping No. 1 Affiliated Middle School and High School. A group of female students were chatting. The room was noisy but no school leaders came to suppress it. It was caused by the sign hanging on the classroom door.

Club rehearsals, please do not disturb.

It is now 2017, and schools across the country advocate quality education. It is known that without delaying academic performance, students have the richest content of extracurricular activities. The increasingly common campus festivals are enough to prove this.

But different schools and different school spirits will not be the same.

Zhaoping No. 1 Affiliated Middle School can be called very open-minded. What's more, there are many children of officials in this school. They don't like to study and do things that are messy in the eyes of school leaders. Anyway, they can't stop them from developing.

The large floor-to-ceiling mirror occupying the entire wall reflects the young and beautiful figure of the female student.

A girl with a single ponytail asked Wang Qianyi curiously.

"You said that man was a writer."

"Have I said it?" Wang Qianyi's ankle was placed on the high guardrail, and the angle between her legs was almost in a shape. She lowered her body without any effort, and her forehead was about to touch her toes. She did not see a trace of stretching and transitioning pain on her pretty face.

This difficult move made the single-pony tail girl admire and envious, "Your flexibility is getting better and better. There is definitely no one in the school who dances better than you. Seriously, you didn't tell us yesterday that there will be a great writer guiding our drama today..."

Wang Qianyi stood steadily with her left foot, her body suddenly leaned back, her slender and powerful right leg raised towards the sky, and her whole body became a standing horse again. She swept her hair to the ground, supported her hands on the ground, and replied casually: "I just told her that she was a man, and you can guess everything else by yourself."

"I must be a writer who can write scripts. Is he a young and handsome literary youth or a free and bold uncle Wen Ya, I really want to see it with my own eyes immediately!" The girl with a single ponytail couldn't help but think of it.

"It's up to you, and you'll be shattered when you see the real person's fantasy, don't blame me for it. This person is very bad. I made an appointment to meet at 7:45, but I haven't seen it yet."

After a while, the time pointed to 7:45.

The girl with single ponytail was a little indignant: "What I said is right. Going to an appointment in advance is the most basic quality of a man! It's so bad!"

Wang Qianyi agreed.

Their dance classroom is on the fourth floor. Because it is summer, the windows are all open, and the sound outside the building can be heard clearly in the classroom. It is very noisy outside, which is very different from the tranquility of the campus in the morning.

The girl with single ponytail looked curiously and said, "There are many parents coming to the main entrance. It seems that the junior high school department has a parent-teacher meeting today. Let's go to the auditorium in advance. There will be more people on the way later. Don't wait for that bad guy, who is the person, his character is too bad."

Zhaoping No. 1 Affiliated Middle School counts from east to west, namely the auditorium, junior high school and high school. If they want to go to the auditorium to rehearse, it is a must-pass route to cross the junior high school campus.

After Wang Qianyi finished the stretching movements of warm-up, she was secretly surprised by the softness of her body. She was surprised and happy. She pressed this emotion in her heart and trained other students in the club to practice.

"Take all the costumes and props with you, the actors leave first, and the male classmates who are carrying the props are immediately followed, don't fall behind. We applied until the morning period, and every minute is precious!"

The male students couldn't help but secretly glance at Wang Qianyi a few more times.

The dance best reflects the beautiful lines of a woman's body, not to mention that a pure and beautiful girl makes such a stunning and standard movement. Wang Qianyi just focused on her pose, but didn't notice that the eyes of men and women fell quietly on her.

The large force began to operate.

The junior high school department of the affiliated No. 1 Middle School has about 1,200 students, divided into nearly 30 classes. So many students, coupled with the number of parents, immediately made the originally spacious campus look a little crowded.

The girl with single ponytail muttered, "I hate the parent-teacher meeting the most. The teacher talked about our shortcomings is that we are not merciless at all, and they are always scary and alarmist. Every time I get home, I have to be scolded... Xiaoyi, you said, how great it would be if there was no parent-teacher meeting?"

"Xiaoyi?" She noticed that Wang Qianyi suddenly stopped and was dazed.

Following the direction of Wang Qianyi's gaze, she saw a...bear. To be precise, the back of a tall man as strong as a bear.

"Nee!" The girl with a single ponytail was so scared that she took a breath.

For girls of this age, they are as fragile and sensitive as flowers, and may not be able to accept such a straight male aesthetic. Just watch something like a strong muscle in action movies, and they will never become the object of the girl’s longing for.

A gentle and cute handsome man is the first choice!

She still couldn't help but complain: "That muscle mass is too exaggerated! Is it a human or a monster?"

"Go and have a look."

Wang Qianyi recognized Mr. Xiong's T-shirt, which was a familiar wife's chicken essence. Last week, someone once wore this outfit to teach her ancient literature.

In particular, Wang Qianyi was still remembered by the founding fathers' high praise for "Jin Ping Mei". Mao emphasized that this book was the best choice for studying the economic and class struggle of the Ming Dynasty. It made people sigh that great men can always find shining points in the filth.

Wang Qianyi is unforgettable to remember this strange and cold knowledge.

When she eats shit, she still hates someone so much that her teeth itchy.

Not only was it a series of seemingly intentional coincidences that made her frequently experience the unspeakable humiliation of the young girl in the flower season. She recalled the eighteen ways of petting cats that day, and it was like a nightmare! She often woke up in the middle of the night. In addition, she had made an appointment today but did not go to the appointment according to the time. The new and old hatreds combined together, she couldn't help but settle the score with Liancheng.

Even if I become a cat, I am still the tiger among the cat!

Wang Qianyi left the army and followed her with a single ponytail girl secretly. She found that Liancheng did not go to the classroom, but went directly to the teaching office on the second floor.

"Shh." Two human cats were in the back door, secretly observing the scene inside through the door glass.

The slow tone of the director of the teaching director came to his ears: "Zhang Haichao's midterm test scores this time are very unsatisfactory. He may not be suitable for studying. Even the same people have a gap. Some are born scholars, while others can only be workers if they work hard all their lives. We must admit that wishful thinking is absolutely impossible."

They saw a wide back standing in front of the director.

The voice was calm: "He is still young and there should be many opportunities."
Chapter completed!