Ji Shaoqiang's favor: National school grass please keep a low profile

Chapter 89 099 History of a Duck's Dance

He Feng looked at the list in his hand, his usually expressionless face became somewhat solemn, his brows were also furrowed, he stared intently at the back of Yuan Ye when he returned to the classroom, and then, the muscles on his face moved slightly Finally, he looked at Ji Nanchen and opened his mouth to say: "Mr. Ji, I..."

Ji Nanchen paused for a moment, and then said lightly: "The list has been submitted, and it cannot be changed. If you do something wrong, you can solve it yourself."

He Feng was stunned when he heard this, his lips opened and closed again, but he still didn't say anything, but his face was tense to a certain extent, and his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, apparently feeling that this matter was not troublesome. It was easy to deal with, but it was indeed his fault.

He Feng thought for a long time, but found that he didn't know what to do.In addition to inviting people to dinner, it seemed that Yuan Yeyi had to beat him up as an apology, so that Yuan Yeyi would be willing to go on stage.

Give her a beating?
He Feng frowned and became thoughtful.He is thick-skinned and avoids some key positions. It's okay to be beaten. Thinking about it, He Feng's brows that were frowned just because of the trouble just relaxed, and he replied in a deep voice: "I understand, Mr. Ji."

Ji Nanchen responded with a cold grace.After that, He Xi pushed the wheelchair and walked into the classroom.

At a glance, he saw Yuan Yeyi who was holding his head by the window and looking out of the window with his hands propped up.

He stared at the man for a moment, then looked away, his slender fingers tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair, his eyes dim.For the next half an hour, Ji Nanchen's eyes would always glance over Yuan Yeyi's position inadvertently. He couldn't explain why, and even he himself didn't know why his eyes turned in that direction so frequently.

When he saw that side, he didn't have any thoughts, even if he just stared at that handsome face, he didn't feel bored.It seemed like a kind of fun, and even more so, I wanted to do it in my heart.

10 minutes before the end of self-study, Ji Nanchen made the whole class quiet, and his magnetic and indifferent voice echoed in the classroom: "Next Friday is the start of the school celebration drama show. Students who are preparing for drama and personal performances please buy drama costumes by yourself. , here I read the list."

"Boys in drama performances: Shi Gaoyun, Yuan Yeyi, Xie Qingshu, Gong Liangxing, Yue Shaohao
Girls: Hui Yunmeng, Huan Lelian, Gu Zhu, Shui Shuqiu.

List of solo performances, boys: Xiao Beinan, Yuan Yeyi
Girls: Huan Lelian, Shui Shuqiu, Bai Luo. "

He paused, and then continued: "Students of individual performances, hand over the copied music to the student department before this Friday, and the person in charge of the drama performance, order the costumes by yourself, take time to rehearse, and submit them to the student department. Student Department."

After he finished speaking, he rubbed his index finger and fingertips together, the corners of his lips moved, and his voice was very light: "I'm not very convenient these days, don't come to the office to see me if you have nothing to do, to discuss specific drama matters, go to Yuan Ye Let's discuss it there."

He called out to He Xi, and then left the classroom again.

Yuan Yeyi still heard his name, clicked his tongue, saw a bottle of mineral water standing on the table out of the corner of his eye, and threw it back without thinking.

"Fuck!"

With a bang sound, accompanied by the boy's startled yell, Yuan Ye quickly walked out of the classroom, looking at the backs of the three people who hadn't gone far, under the handsome faces, there was a coolness in the eyes, and the sexy voice was slightly deep: "Hey -"

After seeing the three people pause, he continued to speak, his voice was lazy but unquestionable: "As I said, I won't dance."

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Ji Nanchen snort lightly, and his low and mellow voice sounded in the corridor, making Yuan Ye explode all over——

"Can't you dance?"

Yuan Yeyi's face froze, and when he was thinking about how to answer so that he could appear to be of a good standard and that he could dance, the person in front started talking again: "If you can't dance, I will find someone to teach you." You, the list has been handed over to the school and cannot be changed, you must go on stage."

(End of this chapter)