Zhou Yuning looked at Jiang Zhiying's back in shock. She couldn't help but walk to the edge of the garden, secretly bent down, grabbed a brick, and tried to lift it.
The brick was as cold as ice, and when she lifted it, it didn't move at all.
Zhou Yuning didn't believe it, secretly gritted her teeth, and pulled it up with force!
The bricks still didn't move.
Zhou Yuning: “…”
Brick: ...
Seeing that Jiang Zhiying had returned to the classroom with the bricks, she quickly stood up straight, pretending that nothing had happened, and returned to the classroom with a serious face.
At this time, the students saw the bricks in Jiang Zhiying's hand and were very curious.
What does Jiang Zhiying want to do?
Didn’t you say you were going to find props?
Why did you bring back a brick?
Could it be that this brick is the prop she is looking for?
But what talents can a brick perform?
Everyone was shocked and suspicious, but they didn't know if they were shocked by the brick in Jiang Zhiying's hand, because no one started to make a fuss.
Finally, it was Song Baoyu who broke the strange silence.
He asked with a playful smile, "Jiang Zhiying, is that a brick in your hand? Could this be the prop you're looking for?"
"Yes, this brick is the prop I found specially for the performance."
Jiang Zhiying looked at everyone with a smile. She did not get angry because of Song Baoyu's deliberate teasing. Instead, she invited him graciously, "I need someone to help me with this talent show. Would you like to come up, Mr. Song?"
This statement is a bit provocative and is particularly useful when dealing with a boy like Song Baoyu who is so arrogant.
As expected, as soon as she finished speaking, Song Baoyu stood up arrogantly and strode onto the podium: "Okay, how do you want me to cooperate? You don't want me to dance with you, do you?"
At the end of his speech, he started smiling again.
Some boys in the audience whistled and shouted excitedly, "Dance, dance!"
Like a little gangster.
Song Baoyu looked at Jiang Zhiying with a half-smile, looking eager to try.
At this time, Zhou Yuning walked in, her face sullen with dissatisfaction: "I'm the class monitor, everyone, be quiet! What are you making a fuss about? What time is it now? The college entrance examination is about to start, and you're still making a fuss here. Do you still want to go to university?"
Song Baoyu was unconvinced: "Class monitor, this is your fault. Jiang Zhiying said she wanted to perform her talent. Even if you didn't want to, you can't stop Jiang. Could it be that you were worried that Jiang would outperform you, so you deliberately sabotaged it?"
Zhou Yuning was so angry that her face turned red. She glared at Song Baoyu with her dark eyes and was almost crying.
When Jiang Zhiying saw this, she became furious.
She couldn't bear to see pretty girls being bullied, so she said directly, "Don't worry, class monitor. My talent won't take long and will be ready soon. Just think of it as a way to cheer up the students and lift their spirits so that they can have the energy to review."
Song Baoyu was excited when he heard this: "Right, right, right, Jiang is really good at talking. This is a good idea!"
Zhou Yuning glared at Jiang Zhiying gloomily, and said angrily, "Okay, okay, okay, I don't care about you. What do you want to perform? Perform it quickly. Don't take too long. Everyone still needs to review."
"Don't worry, it will be fine soon." Jiang Zhiying made an OK gesture to her, and quickly said to Song Baoyu, "Mr. Song, come here."
Song Baoyu was also very curious and wanted to know what talent Jiang Zhiying was going to perform.
He walked over eagerly, chin raised and a nonchalant look on his face. "I'm here, so what? How do you want me to cooperate with you?"
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