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Chapter 573
After his brother and Xiufang left, Wen Xiange and Xiao Chenggong did not leave immediately, but sat among the flowers in the courtyard and listened to the song while talking.

"At that time, we can plant a vine here, and make a swing under the tree..." Wen Xiange said his expectation for this yard.

"Okay." No matter what Wen Xiange said, Xiao Chenggong nodded and said yes.

"Why are you so nice, you agree with everything I say, and if I make trouble for no reason, you agree too." Wen Xiange turned to look at someone who kept nodding and asked with a smile.

"As long as you like it." Xiao Chenggong turned his head and smiled while holding Wen Xiange's hand.

"Well, then I'm going to dig a pond in the yard, raise fish and grow lotus roots, what do you think?" Wen Xiange raised his eyebrows and pointed to the space in the middle when he heard this.

"..." Seeing that although it was quite big, there was only Bailaiping's yard, Xiao Chenggong was silent. If they dug a pond in the yard, they would have nowhere to go.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding." Wen Xiange looked at the speechless Xiao Chenggong and laughed.

"If you really like it, then I'll buy you a big yard when I make money, and it doesn't matter if you want to dig a pond." Xiao Chenggong paused, and finally said.

"..." Hearing this suddenly, Wen Xiange looked at the man next to him with a complicated expression. Did he have this attribute full of love words, or was it suddenly lit up? If he had it in the original book This eloquence and emotional intelligence should not have been single for so long.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Chenggong couldn't help asking after being stared at by Xian Ge for a while with the eyes of this kind of person.

"No, you're fine, I hope you can stay like this for the rest of your life." Hearing this, Xiange came back to his senses and patted Xiao Chenggong's shoulder and got up and said.

Xiao Chenggong immediately got up and held Wen Xiange's shoulder and said seriously: "Okay, forever."

Looking at the suddenly enlarged face, Wen Xiange closed his eyes subconsciously.

It was getting late when the two of them came out of the yard. In the evening, the school had a party, string songs and performances. She had to go there early to rehearse with everyone.

After saying hello to the old man, the two went back to school.

The foreign language department has two programs, one program for two English classes, and one program for several classes of other minor languages.

Wen Xiange and the others finally chose to recite excerpts from Tagore's "Flying Birds".

There are 21 students in total, Wen Xiange is the leader of the recitation, and another class selects ten students who are fluent in spoken English.

Only Yan Hongya was selected for Wen Xiange's dormitory, and no one else was selected.

Zhang Lan, Yuan Fang and Sun Qian were all eliminated because they were not fluent in spoken English. Liu Shujuan was timid. Her spoken English was actually pretty good. She spoke fluently when there were few people, but she stuttered when there were too many people. at a loss.

Wen Xiange went back to Wudong to get dressed before going to the classroom to join everyone.

When I went, all the people who participated in the show were there, just waiting for her.

"Sorry for keeping everyone waiting." The party started at seven o'clock, and they made an appointment to rehearse here for the last time at six o'clock. I didn't really feel ashamed that I was the last one to arrive.

"I know I kept everyone waiting, so I won't come sooner." Someone muttered, the voice was not low.

"I'm not late. Since everyone has made an appointment for six o'clock, what's wrong with me arriving before six o'clock." Wen Xiange frowned. This person is Lin Xiaona, the monitor of the second English class. After so many days of rehearsals, she had already discovered This person seemed to be a little hostile towards her, always aiming at her inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)