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As usual, the festival will start with group performances.
Very smooth.
At least that was the case before Class 1 of Grade 12.
Before going on stage, Xiao Mingyang gave Xiao Dayang a secret signal.
The lights on the stage dimmed, and when they came back on, Su Yutong, wearing a cheongsam, stood in the center of the stage, holding a microphone. "Next, Class 1 of Grade 12 will present the play 'Home' for us."
The audience was quiet for a moment, and then exploded.
Their class was going to put on a play, and the news had already spread throughout the grade. After the principal asked them to change the program, the discussion became even more heated.
Some people even posted on the campus wall, expressing their pity.
The lights dimmed again and the red cloths on both sides of the stage were pulled up.
The cheers and applause continued unabated, but became stronger and stronger with each wave.
"Nonsense!" the principal roared, "Where's Lu Qiyang?! Get them off the stage right now!"
The teacher next to him wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "He had diarrhea today and just went to the toilet."
"Then go backstage and stop their performance right now!" the principal slammed the table.
As soon as the words fell, the curtain opened.
Xu Bo was sitting on a sofa made of chairs, reading a newspaper.
The domineering boss played by Li Xiangze enters the scene with his lover Xiao Mingyang.
The auditorium was boiling again.
The principal shouted at them to come down, but was drowned out by waves of cheers.
He had no choice but to go outside the auditorium and call the principal of Donghe County No. 1 Middle School.
"Hello, Lao Wang, it's me, Yao Qing." The principal said politely.
"Hey, Lao Yao, your students in Class 1 of Grade 2 are really creative!" Principal Wang sounded very satisfied.
"They're just messing around!" Yao Qing got angry when he mentioned this. Before he could continue, the other party interrupted him: "Oh, Lao Yao, you're just too rigid. I think this campus vlog they made is quite creative!"
Yao Qing hesitated: "Campus vlog?"
"yes."
Yao Qing thought he had misunderstood. He pushed open the door to the auditorium and heard someone inside: "I'm your biological son, Dad!"
Yao Qing was completely clueless.
The other side had no idea what was happening here and was still happily chatting about the vlog. Yao Qing's solar plexus was throbbing.
"Principal, are you looking for me?" Lu Qi Yang ran over with a smile.
Yao Qing covered the receiver: "What's going on?"
"The live broadcast was hacked and another video was broadcast. The other party is too strong and we..." Lu Qiyang touched his nose in distress.
In fact, no one was found to deal with it.
Fortunately, they still know some limits.
Yao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but then he thought again, he had clearly told Xiao Mingyang and Xu Bo in the meeting to have their class change the program, but their class didn't listen at all. This showed that they didn't respect their principal!
"After the performance, call Xu Bo and Xiao Mingyang over."
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Principal's office.
"What did I tell you the other day?" the principal slammed his hands on the table. "What kind of wicked idea did you come up with? Ah!"
"I'm sorry, it was my idea." Xiao Mingyang apologized immediately.
"I think you've done it perfectly! You were the one fishing in the pond before, and now you're the one secretly changing the program. How could I have ever encountered a student like you?" The principal almost jumped up. "I must punish you this time! Also, when you read your self-reflection under the national flag next Monday, you don't have to include the fishing incident, but you must write at least 3,000 words detailing every detail of what happened today!"
"Principal, he has joined the provincial team. If you punish him, it will have a huge impact." Xu Bo, who rarely speaks, stood up for the first time.
"I don't care which team you join! The country has its laws and the school has its rules. You should be punished for causing such a big mess today!" The principal slammed the table hard.
"Principal, the table is innocent." Xiao Mingyang smiled at him.
The principal was furious: "You two, get back to class!"
"That won't do!" Xiao Mingyang sat down on the chair. "Principal, please calm down. I've always thought you're a very considerate teacher, so I'd like to sit down and have a good chat with you. Is that okay?"
Yao Qing stared at him for a while, then waved to the old man, signaling him to leave.
The door to the principal's office was closed, and they were the only two people left in the room.
"Come on, let's have a good chat." Yao Qing said unhappily, and did not forget to pour him a cup of tea.
"Thank you, Principal. You're so kind!" Xiao Mingyang drank his tea without hesitation. "Well, Principal, I think what you're most worried about is ruining today's arts festival, right?"
"yes."
"Did you mess it up?"
"No."
"Then why are you punishing me? Sorry, Principal, I don't understand." Xiao Mingyang's eyes were sincere.
"I told you to change the program! You didn't take my words to heart at all. Am I still the principal?!"
"So you feel that we didn't listen to you, and that's why you're very angry," Xiao Mingyang held his hand, "but Principal, when you asked us to change the program that day, we had very little time. We've been rehearsing this program for a long time, and the whole class worked together to come up with the script. It took a lot of effort, and I really couldn't bear to let it go.
That's why I made the decision today, which is actually the best of both worlds in a sense.
Principal, I have always felt that you are different from those other unsympathetic principals. You can understand us."
Xiao Mingyang blinked his eyes that were full of innocence.
"You just know how to flatter!" Yao Qing snorted, obviously shaken.
"And, Principal, I feel you care about every one of us students. I remember a few years ago, there was a senior whose overall score wasn't very good, but he excelled in a single subject, and you suggested he take the strong foundation program. You care about our future," Xiao Mingyang's eyes lit up terrifyingly. "If I really get punished like this, even if I'm in the top 50 nationally, I won't be eligible for direct admission. If I come back to take the college entrance exam, you know my two weaknesses, and I'll almost have no chance of getting into those two schools."
After saying that, he poured a cup of tea for the principal.
Yao Qing looked at the tea in his cup and said, "We'll talk about the punishment later. It depends on how you do in your self-reflection. Stop talking nonsense with me and go back."
"Thank you, Principal, for your kindness!" Xiao Mingyang bowed to him, pushed open the door, and bumped into Lao Yang head-on.
"Old Yang, why are you here?" Xiao Mingyang smiled at him.
Lao Yang patted his shoulder and said, "Go back to class. There are two sets of papers on my desk. Take them and do them."
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Today is the art festival and there are no classes. As soon as Xiao Mingyang returned to the classroom, he was immediately surrounded by people.
"I heard from you that the principal wants to punish you?"
"Why should I punish you?!"
"That's right, the art festival wasn't ruined!"
"Did you see Lao Yang when you went there just now?"
"Old Yang is worthy of being Old Yang. Just now, when I heard that the principal was going to punish you, he walked towards the principal's office without even looking back."
"Don't get excited, don't get excited!" Xiao Mingyang shouted, "I'm fine for now. I talked to the principal, and he asked me to write a good self-criticism first. I don't necessarily need to be punished, so don't worry!"
"Review?"
“We’ll help you write it!”
"I'd better write it myself, it will seem more sincere." Xiao Mingyang said.
"Let's write it again and you can copy it. Your Chinese..." Hu Tianyao twitched his mouth.
"You have to read the self-criticism, right? Or should we help you write it?"
"Yeah, we have a guy here who always scores above 140 in Chinese!"
Everyone's eyes turned to Li Xiangze.
Li Xiangze sat in his seat and looked over here for a long time.
He smiled and said, "I'll do it. How many words?"
"3000." Xiao Mingyang said.
Li Xiangze took out a piece of paper and said, "Okay, come over and talk about the perspective of review."
Xiao Mingyang finally squeezed out of the crowd and returned to his seat.
Li Xiangze turned his pen and asked, "How do you want to write it?"
"No need," Xiao Mingyang held his hand, "It's a shame to write such a beautiful handwritten review."
Li Xiangze raised his eyebrows: "Write it yourself?"
"I'm too lazy," Xiao Mingyang took out his phone, "I can ask the AI for help. This is when they should come into play!"
Li Xiangze raised his eyebrows and put down his pen: "Okay... Are you sure you won't be punished?"
"Honestly," Xiao Mingyang leaned in and whispered, "I'm not sure. Our principal is too rigid. He's also very concerned about his reputation and stubborn. I've been trying to persuade him for so long, but he still hasn't given me a clear answer. Old Yang went over and said, 'I'm afraid things will backfire.'"
"What if you get punished?" Li Xiangze looked at him.
Xiao Mingyang shrugged: "There's nothing I can do. I have to take the college entrance exam anyway."
"I'll help you with Chinese and English." Li Xiangze pinched the back of his neck.
"Thank you, baby." Xiao Mingyang smiled and rubbed against him.
"We must make use of all our spare time, including our rest time at night," said Li Xiangze.
"Okay... that's not right," Xiao Mingyang reacted, "Nighttime rest?!"
Li Xiangze smiled and said, "Well, I can still recite an ancient poem in an hour."
Xiao Mingyang rubbed his face: "That won't do!" He picked up a pen and paper, "I'd better write a good self-criticism and try to impress the principal!"
"Let me do it." Li Xiangze picked up the pen.
"No need! I can do it myself." Xiao Mingyang was very confident.
"Goodbye."
"Your hands are sore from writing 3,000 words. I feel bad for you." Xiao Mingyang held his hand.
"At least it works." Li Xiangze pulled his hand out.
The people at the front table burst into laughter.
Xiao Mingyang kicked him on the chair: "What a joke!"
Chen Qiu turned his head and continued laughing: "I think what Brother Ze said makes sense! Hahahahahaha!"
Xiao Mingyang: "..."
Xiao Mingyang: “…………”
Xiao Mingyang gritted his teeth: "Chen Qiu! You're dead!"
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This was the first time Li Xiangze had ever written a self-criticism. He looked at many templates on the Internet, but he didn't start writing until a movie was shown during evening self-study.
The lights had to be turned off when watching a movie, which made it inconvenient for him to write, so Xiao Mingyang took him to the secret base.
The secret base looks even more mysterious at night, especially when all the lights are turned on, this small space becomes particularly romantic.
Xiao Mingyang finished two sets of papers, corrected them, and finally completed the 3,000-word review.
Li Xiangze looked at the two sets of physics test papers on the table and smiled.
Xiao Mingyang was reading the self-criticism and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"
Li Xiangze reached out and pinched the back of his neck: "It's okay, I just had some hallucinations when I came here to practice questions."
The time when I was preparing for the physics competition.
Li Xiangze has already submitted his application.
Xiao Mingyang looked at him: "Aze, do you still have some regrets..."
"Yeah," Li Xiangze smoothed his hair, "but I don't regret it."
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