They simply felt that it was because of him that Suya did not receive a higher education.
Su Ya used to really not care about these things, thinking it didn't matter, even if she got a zero on the test.
However, she was gradually moved by these people.
This time she wanted them to know.
Although she didn't live in Kyoto and didn't receive higher education from a young age, Suya could still learn even better.
The next day, there were three more exams.
Suya was definitely more serious than before.
Let's just add that extra 0.001%.
I was the first to hand in my paper.
The three-day exam will be over soon.
Next.
It's the centennial celebration of Kyoto Ichijū.
This is the most important thing for the school.
Furthermore, the school has stipulated that the team that wins first place will receive an additional 10 points on their final exam score.
This is something that has never happened before in the past hundred years at Kyoto No.1 High School.
It seems the school is taking this very seriously.
These 10 points may seem like a small number, but they're not insignificant either.
It's not a lot, but it's not a lot either.
But how many college entrance exam takers fail because they missed the cutoff score by just a few points?
now.
As soon as this decision was made, the number of people signing up to participate in the performance increased fivefold.
All the students at Kyoto No. 1 Middle School were experiencing alternating feelings of anxiety and anticipation.
On the one hand, they were worried about their grades.
On the other hand, they hoped they would be the lucky one.
Everywhere you look, people are talking about the centennial celebration.
Two students passed by the door of Class 8, Grade 11.
It sounds like he said it on purpose.
Which class do you think has the best chance of winning first place this time?
"You don't know yet, do you? Gu Xinyue from the experimental class is back."
"My goodness, that's one of the most talented girls in our school. I heard she went abroad as an exchange student? She's back so soon."
"The school's centennial celebration is such a big event, she's the school's star attraction, how could she not come back?"
"Then Gu Xiaohua will definitely win this time."
"No matter what, it can't be their class, right?"
After saying that, he deliberately glanced at Class 8 of Grade 11.
Just then, Lu Yichen and Li Zhenfeng returned from playing basketball.
I also overheard the conversation between the two people.
Li Zhenfeng was genuinely angry.
"Make way, good dogs don't block the way."
"What did you say!"
"I said good dogs don't go to the streets, did I say that to you?"
"Li Zhenfeng, watch your words."
One of them said this during the chat.
"I just find it strange. Why are you chatting in front of our classroom instead of your own? Come on, get away from our classroom. Brother Lu, let's go back to class."
Li Zhenfeng brandished his fist.
He shouted at Lu Yichen.
Those people weren't afraid of Li Zhenfeng; he was just a rich second-generation. But they were afraid of Lu Yichen; he was someone they couldn't afford to offend.
So he stopped talking, tucked his tail between his legs, and slunk away.
"Who are these people?"
Li Zhenfeng continued to curse.
Then Lu Yichen said, "Stop talking, it won't be good if Lin Shan and the others hear us."
When Li Zhenfeng and Lu Yichen walked to their seats.
All that could be heard was Lin Shan and Bai Xiao chatting. They were completely unaware of what had just happened outside the classroom.
"Bai Xiao, are you really not participating? You can get extra points. This kind of opportunity is too rare."
Lin Shan was still encouraging Bai Xiao.
The extra points are indeed tempting.
However, this only applies to students with good grades.
Most of the students in Class 8 of Grade 11 are not interested in this. There's nothing we can do except for a few students whose grades are still acceptable.
Most of the students' grades were truly appalling, despite their hard work during this period.
However, a poor foundation cannot be made up for in a short period of time through hard work.
"Forget it, I'm not coordinated at all. Haha. I won't hold you back. Besides, whether I get extra points or not is of no use to me."
Lin Shan was a little frustrated. Only a few days remained, and they still only had one performance. Other classes, because of the bonus points, had each submitted at least three performances. She inquired around and found that only their class had one performance, and everyone was hoping one of their performances would be selected.
"If all else fails, you can go up and sing a solo. Or we can find someone in our class who can play an instrument."
"Don't even mention it. I asked around, and this time there are more than a dozen more people performing instruments, including four piano players. The teachers are having a bit of a headache and are still selecting people."
"So, how's your dance rehearsal going?" Bai Xiao asked with concern.
"During the exams a few days ago, no one had time to practice dancing. Now we can barely keep up with the beat. But being in sync is out of the question."
Lin Shan rested her hands on the table, speaking with some distress.
"Then, my dear, I really can't help you."
I was thinking to myself, being the arts and culture representative must be really tough. Should I tell the homeroom teacher that she should quit?
Perhaps it was because he was too impatient. That led to what happened later.
Lin Shan did not come to class the next day.
At noon, the homeroom teacher informed everyone that Lin Shan had been hit by a car on her way to class that morning.
"How could this be?" Bai Xiao exclaimed in surprise.
"Teacher, can we go see Lin Shan?"
"Your organization should go take a look this afternoon."
"Okay, teacher."
"Sister Ya, let's go see Lin Shan this afternoon."
"good."
After they arrived at the hospital where Lin Shan was in the afternoon.
Then I saw that Lin Shan's foot was in a cast.
It's been a hundred days since I injured my bones, so it looks like I won't be able to get out of bed for a while.
Not to mention attending Kyoto Ichichu's centennial celebration.
Lin Shan burst into tears upon seeing Bai Xiao and the others.
"Waaaaah, what am I going to do now? I can't attend the school anniversary celebration."
She cried while wiping away her tears.
Bai Xiao comforted her.
"Your most important thing right now is to recover from your injury; nothing else matters."
"But what about the program?"
The others remained silent; they didn't know what to do either.
Those who came to watch this time, besides Bai Xiao and the others who had a good relationship with Lin Shan, were also from their performance team.
And Lin Shan is still the lead singer in this one.
It's team spirit
The entire dance was choreographed by Lin Shan. No one else can really dance like her.
Just then, everyone fell silent.
Suya spoke up.
"You really want to participate?"
"Yes, everyone has worked so hard and rehearsed with me for so long. Because of me, they have to give up."
"Winning or losing doesn't matter?"
"Participation is key."
"How many days are left?"
"Only two days left."
Suya, after calculating, we should have enough time.
"Send your dance videos to my phone."
"Sister Ya, are you going to participate?"
"I won't participate, but I can help you get on the show."
After listening, Lin Shan immediately sent the video to Su Ya.
Suya listened to the music for a while with Bluetooth headphones on and found it to be a bit too gentle.
This dance doesn't really suit me.
"Can we change the music?"
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