On a summer night, all the students in Chinese Class 1 sat on the grass on the playground.

Zhang Yuan and Xie Feng sat next to each other, and the middle space was relatively spacious. When Xie Feng saw the girls from dormitory 501 running over, he took a few steps back to increase the distance between himself and Zhang Yuan, so that three or four people could sit in the middle.

Then he stood up and waved.

"Mengyao, Tingting, there are seats here! Sit here."

Xie Feng shouted shamelessly, completely disregarding the stares of the other boys.

Depend on!

The girls in dormitory 501 are all very pretty!

Is Xie Feng going to make a move on the girls in our class so soon?

The other male classmates who had designs on the girls in dormitory 501 were already harboring resentment and discontent in their hearts, and they looked at Xie Feng with envy.

Chu Mengyao was the shortest of the four girls in her dormitory, so she was also the slowest runner.

Chen Tingting, who is 1.7 meters tall, ran over first and then boldly sat down next to Xie Feng.

She's a huge fan of Xie Feng and has a rather ambiguous relationship with him.

Seeing Chen Tingting sitting next to him, Xie Feng's eyes darted around, but he was too embarrassed to ask Chen Tingting to leave. He actually wanted to sit with Chu Mengyao.

At this moment, Li Jiajia, Wu Jiaojiao, and Chu Mengyao arrived.

Li Jiajia and Wu Jiaojiao sat down next to Chen Tingting, and in the end, only one seat was left next to Zhang Yuan.

And it's a bit cramped.

Many of the boys in the class looked at Zhang Yuan with envy.

What incredible luck! He's sitting next to Chu Mengyao, the class beauty, and so close to her. I'm so envious!

I also want to sit next to Chu Mengyao!

Men and women in this age group are experiencing a surge in hormones and are filled with endless fantasies about the opposite sex. Even sitting next to a pretty girl can make them daydream and stay excited all night.

Chu Mengyao's beautiful eyes swept across the grass and saw that there was only one spot left next to Zhang Yuan. She had never been so close to a boy before.

After a moment's hesitation, she tugged at her sleeve and demurely squeezed between Zhang Yuan and Wu Jiaojiao.

The night enveloped her slightly flushed cheeks.

When she knelt down next to Zhang Yuan, holding up her camouflage pants, she saw Zhang Yuan suddenly step back, seemingly disgusted to be sitting next to her!

Chu Mengyao subtly pursed her lips, feeling offended.

Zhang Yuan, does my sitting next to you make you uncomfortable?!

Chu Mengyao thought to herself, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Yuan was unaware that his unintentional action had offended the class beauty.

Once everyone in the class was present, the evening's activities began.

Instructor Li first taught everyone a military song, "Returning from Target Practice".

Then came the free performance segment for the students in the class.

Xie Feng, who loves to show off, was the first to go up. Standing in the center of the grass surrounded by his classmates, he sang a recently popular song called "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales." Then, Chen Tingting danced for the students.

Because Xie Feng and Chen Tingting performed so well, raising the bar too high, those classmates who were originally eager to go up and perform became too embarrassed to do so.

An awkward silence fell over the scene, and no one went up to perform.

To liven up the atmosphere, class monitor Ma Jianhua suggested playing a number guessing game. The student who guessed the number correctly would have to perform a talent, which was supported by most of the students.

Zhang Yuan spent the entire evening watching his classmates perform, chin in hand.

He came from the countryside and his family was not well-off. When he was in middle school, he spent all his time studying and didn't have any special talents!

Therefore, he is always nervous about any event that requires him to perform, fearing that he will be chosen to perform a talent show, which would be a social disaster and extremely embarrassing!

The number guessing game began. The instructor randomly entered a number between 0 and 100 into his phone and saved it. Then, the students took turns guessing the number from the instructor's left. Whoever guessed the number correctly had to go up and perform a talent show.

Squad Leader Ma Jianhua was sitting to the instructor's left, so he was the first to guess.

"65"

The instructor smiled slightly and said, "Between 0 and 65."

"Next."

"37!"

0-37

"5?"

"5-37"

...

Starting with Ma Jianhua, they continued guessing clockwise. After each person said a number, the instructor would give a hint that they had guessed incorrectly.

Those who didn't guess correctly breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon it was Xie Feng's turn. By then, the range of numbers had narrowed down to between 12 and 28!

Xie Feng scratched his head and thought for a moment, then said, "20?"

Instructor: "20-28"

As the range of numbers narrowed, the chances of guessing correctly increased, and the students in the audience became increasingly nervous.

Apart from Xie Feng and Chen Tingting, who were relatively active, most of the other students were similar to Zhang Yuan. They didn't have any special talents and were afraid of guessing the numbers and being forced to perform.

Chen Tingting: "22?"

Instructor: "22-28"

Li Jiajia: 25

Instructors: 25-28

Wu Jiaojiao: 24

Instructors: 24-28

When it was Chu Mengyao's turn, Chu Mengyao was also extremely nervous.

Although she had prepared a decent poem, and if she were to guess correctly, she would simply recite it, she still hoped that she wouldn't guess correctly.

Chu Mengyao hesitated for a moment, then said weakly, "25?"

Then, take a deep breath and wait for the instructor's verdict.

The instructor pondered for a moment, then looked at Chu Mengyao with a smile.

Chu Mengyao was startled, thinking she had guessed correctly, but the instructor suddenly spoke up, "25-28!"

Chu Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, it was Zhang Yuan's turn to guess the numbers with the bamboo pole.

From 25 to 28, only 26 and 27 remain. So, either Zhang Yuan guesses correctly and goes up to perform, or he doesn't guess correctly and escapes this predicament, while Zhu Gan goes up to perform.

Bamboo Pole didn't seem to have any special talents. He nervously clenched his fingers, remaining silent and barely daring to breathe.

Zhang Yuan was no better off than the bamboo pole at this moment; his face was pale, and he prayed in his heart.

"Please don't guess right!"

"I don't have any special talents!"

"I'm destined to become an immortal, so I must have extraordinary luck! You definitely won't guess right, so let the bamboo pole go up."

Zhang Yuan took a deep breath and hesitated for a few breaths between 26 and 27.

Low channel: 26?

At this moment, the atmosphere reached its climax!

Everyone was looking at Zhang Yuan and the bamboo pole.

Those who had already missed their turn and those who had just had their turn looked on with schadenfreude.

When Zhang Yuan said the number 26, Instructor Li smiled.

"Congratulations, Zhang Yuan! You guessed the number correctly. The answer is 26!"

Instructor Li showed everyone the number stored on his phone, proving that it was indeed 26!

Zhang Yuan suddenly felt dizzy.

Is this my divine luck?

Depend on! ! !

Ahhh.

Bamboo Pole, sitting next to Zhang Yuan, let out a long sigh.

I'm free!

Ha ha!

"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan!"

The classmates started to jeer, calling out Zhang Yuan's name repeatedly and demanding that he go up and perform a show.

Zhang Yuan felt like dying!

"I, I, have no talent! Really!"

Zhang Yuan declined quietly, his face flushed, feeling very embarrassed.

Chu Mengyao, who was next to Zhang Yuan, looked gloating, clearly still holding a grudge against Zhang Yuan for disliking her sitting next to him.

"Zhang Yuan!"

"Zhang Yuan!"

The students didn't care whether Zhang Yuan had any talent or not; all they wanted to do was cheer and make a fuss!

Just watch the show!