During the evening class to discuss the performance for the sports meet, Chen Tinghan was called in for a talk by his homeroom teacher Shi Zirui. After the talk, he was kicked out of the class by Li Zishan and returned to the dormitory early. It was as if everyone was going to do something shameful behind his back. As a result, the next day, some big mouths spread the news everywhere, making Li Zishan's efforts in vain.
Although she was a little unhappy, she did not show it. After all, this was a group activity, and her selfish motives could not affect others.
Their idea was simple: pick a wall, paint a mural, and then choreograph a dance based on the painting and dance in front of the wall.
The biggest problem with this idea is not the mural technique or the content itself, but where to find a wall that is large enough and visible to people at a glance during the sports meeting. You know, there are so many people at the sports meeting, it is impossible for Class 8 to invite them to a wall specifically to watch their performance.
Apart from the grass and street lights, there are only two large iron frames without nets on the playground. If it weren't for the goals, I would have thought they were something else sticking out there. How could there be a wall that everyone could see?
Just when the classmates were about to reject the proposal, the class monitor Li Zishan came up with a brilliant idea.
Isn't there a wall that is wide and big and can be seen by everyone?
"You guys are truly talented for coming up with the idea of using the playground podium as a backdrop for the mural." Chen Tinghan said with emotion, "And the student union actually had the guts to submit this report, and the school leaders actually agreed. It's incredible."
Xu Jingwen had a strange look on his face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Chen Tinghan was puzzled. He didn't understand why he had such a weird expression. He said, "Just say what you want to say. Why are you dithering?"
Xu Jingwen looked at Chen Tinghan, squatted down like a gangster and sneered. He decided not to give him face and said bluntly: "First, tell me, who is the older and who is the younger, Lao Wang or Lao Li? And that Lin Daiyu, is she the mistress or the fourth?"
The two of them were now standing on the podium in the playground, hiding behind the bright red curtains and looking at the whitened gray walls.
Chen Tinghan subconsciously took a breath, but choked on a mouthful of ash. He coughed and cursed, "You, damn it, cough cough cough, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"It's pointless to pretend to be stupid now." Xu Jingwen said, "Even a fool on the street can see the problem with their attitude. It was Li Zishan's idea to paint the mural, but it turned out that Wang Jinling was behind it and she was the one who persuaded the school leaders.
You, the wife and the mistress, get along quite harmoniously. "
"What's with the main wife, the mistress, and the fourth concubine? It's all a mess." Chen Tinghan scratched his head and said, "This was all done by our new class teacher. What does it have to do with Old Wang?"
"Nonsense! Others might not know, but how could you not know?" Xu Jingwen said, "Our homeroom teacher is very familiar with Wang Jinling. Would she do something that Wang Jinling doesn't want to do?"
Chen Tinghan fell silent, his expression extremely subtle. Xu Jingwen suddenly became furious and said, "Just play dumb and act crazy. Sooner or later, our squad leader will be pissed off by you!"
Before Chen Tinghan could say anything, a foot suddenly stretched out from the other side of the heavy curtain and kicked the squatting Xu Jingwen in the back, almost making him fall face to the ground. Fortunately, Xu Jingwen reacted in time and supported himself with his hands to avoid being hit by the dog. He stood up and cursed angrily: "Damn it, are you tired of living? How dare you..."
His shouting and cursing stopped abruptly because the person who kicked him was his girlfriend, Wu Jiaju, the most beautiful girl in the class.
Wu Jiaju nodded, revealing a murderous look. Xu Jingwen smiled awkwardly and tactfully retreated to the side of the red curtain.
Chen Tinghan and Wu Jiaju were left speechless.
Although in this life, Chen Tinghan was Xu Jingwen's wingman and told him about Wu Jiaju's interests, hobbies and precautions, but that was actually just a way of telling Xu Jingwen about his experience of pursuing her in his previous life. He and Wu Jiaju actually didn't have many common topics.
Although she remained Li Zishan's closest friend after graduating from high school, Chen Tinghan and Xu Jingwen had a falling out and left school. Without their friends as a stepping stone, the two sides could almost be said to have no further contact with each other.
Moreover, Wu Jiaju has an innate sharpness and extraordinary intelligence. The combination of these two makes him a sharp-tongued person who is merciless but also contains no malice. It is not right to talk back, nor is it right not to talk back. He is a natural nemesis for people like Chen Tinghan.
After staring at each other in silence for two minutes, the class beauty finally spoke slowly, saying, "The theme of the mural has been decided."
"Ah, seeing how secretive Shanshan is, shouldn't you tell me this?"
"Yes, so I won't tell you the main point, I'll just tell you that this is what happened." Wu Jiaju said firmly, "Also, I demand that you cooperate unconditionally with whatever she asks for in this matter."
Chen Tinghan scratched his head and waited for her next words in silence. As a result, she remained silent, waiting for Chen Tinghan's response.
"No?"
"That's all." Wu Jiaju said coldly, "What else do you expect me to say? Do you expect me to scold you?"
Chen Tinghan laughed and said, "I really thought you would scold me."
"Shanshan doesn't like any romantic strategists, and her feelings don't allow me to interfere, so I won't say anything." Wu Jiaju paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "Even if you are a scumbag, I won't scold you."
"?" Chen Tinghan looked at Wu Jiaju dumbfounded. Hadn't he already scolded her?
Then he suddenly laughed again and said, "You are a good person, a good friend."
Wu Jiaju said indifferently: "You are a scumbag, but it's hard to say that you are a bad person."
The two men smiled at each other. If they could distinguish right from wrong and had no grudges, then the four of them would be friends with each other, without hostility, insults, or finger-pointing.
Chen Tinghan dusted himself off and said, "I promise you, I won't ask anything, I won't say anything, and I will cooperate with her unconditionally."
"That's good." Wu Jiaju suddenly glanced behind him and walked away: "You can take care of yourself anyway."
Before Chen Tinghan could say anything, the curtain behind him rustled, and two white and tender hands suddenly climbed up his waist. Even though her back was facing away, Chen Tinghan could smell the familiar fragrance of the girl.
Chen Tinghan stood straight and said gently, "Are you tired?"
"Tired." Li Zishan buried her face in his clothes and said in a muffled voice, "There are more things to deal with than I thought. After finally deciding on the theme, I have to arrange for some people to practice dancing and some to paint.
When the project was launched, they all said it was interesting, and when asked, they all said yes. But when it came time to start, they all changed their minds, worrying about this and that. It was so annoying.
Chen Tinghan said lovingly, "Let me go first. You can still hold me even though I'm covered in sweat and stink."
"No, I need to replenish my energy."
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