Jiangshen's Xiao Zuojing is strawberry flavored

Chapter 123 Poetry
"There are so many people in our class, it shouldn't be difficult to find three." Lao Chen gave him a positive look and lowered his request: "Even if three poems are recited."

"Okay..." Song Ruan agreed.

He asked people in other classes, and found that they basically asked the face of their own class to choose a few poems to read.

It doesn't matter what the poem is, what matters is eye-catching.

Song Ruan's first reaction was to go to Jiang Si and Qiao Mian - just to give them a chance to be on the same stage.

After Jiang Si heard it, he had an incredulous look on his face: "Qingming poetry meeting?"

Last year it was held by No. [-] Middle School. Has their school finally been infected this year?

Qiao Mian also expressed her shock: "I thought only No. [-] Middle School would have this kind of activity."

"Congratulations, this is a new project developed by our school this year." Song Ruan showed them the registration form in his hand.

Qiao Mian: "...forget about the poetry recitation."

It sounds like a dull look.

"Performance is also fine." Song Ruan quickly introduced another project: "Dancing, singing, musical instruments, everything is fine."

Qiao Mian: "...How about I give you a jazz?"

She has learned a lot in dancing, but none of them are suitable for occasions like the Qingming Poetry Fair.

The only one suitable for the poetry meeting is classical dance... and Qiao Mian just didn't learn it.

Song Ruan replied: "No."

He can't stand it.

Song Ruan put her expectant eyes on Jiang Si again.

Jiang Si: "...you might as well go to Ah Xing instead of me."

Xu Xing liked Song Ruan the most.

"Ah Xing is not here, I will do harm later"

"——No, I'll discuss with him about the Qingming Poetry Festival later."

Song Ruan quickly changed his words.

"The main reason is that Lao Chen asked me to apply for three programs, and Ah Xing will only participate in one poetry recitation at most. It is better to let him die on the spot than to let him perform the program."

Song Ruan sighed: "Isn't this still two..."

Qiao Mian was a little shaken, but she really didn't want to read poetry.

"Let me think about it." She replied, "You go to persuade Xu Xing first and then come to us."

At any rate, they had to bring someone to accompany them first.

"That's right." Qiao Mian remembered something again, "I'll show you the way."

"What's the way?" Song Ruan's eyes lit up.

Qiao Mian raised her chin and signaled to the person in front of her, "Chen Yu, don't you think he has a look suitable for reciting poems?"

Chen Yu looked at the book in his hand, not realizing that he had been betrayed by his friends for many years.

"It seems like this..." Song Ruan began to think about the possibility of persuading Chen Yu.

Chen Yu indeed has the appearance of a modest gentleman, with the temperament of a banished fairy—very suitable for reciting poetry.

Qiao Mian continued to trick someone: "Chen Yu will not refuse people, if you pester him for a while, he will definitely agree."

Song Ruan was aroused to fight, and walked to Chen Yu's side to talk to him about the Qingming Poetry Fair.

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment: "Let me participate?"

"Yes..." Song Ruan felt guilty, but immediately remembered that the Qingming Poetry Fair is not a shameful thing: "Each class must have three groups participating."

He blinked: "I think your temperament is especially suitable for reciting poetry."

Song Ruan put the registration form on Chen Yu's desk, and handed over a pen very thoughtfully.

Chen Yu thought about the meaning of Song Ruan's words: "What kind of temperament is suitable for reading poetry?"

When he speaks, he enunciates his words very clearly and unhurriedly, which makes people feel calm after listening to him.

Song Ruan: "..." Oops, I accidentally used what I just heard from Qiao Mian.

(End of this chapter)