"Sweetie, Siyu, let's go!" Little Yuzu waved to the team leader: "Bye-bye!"
The three girls were all wearing their school uniforms, and their student ID cards were conveniently located in the large pockets of their uniform skirts, making it the perfect time to collect their snack gift packs.
To avoid blocking their way, Xiaoyouzi and the others quickly ran from backstage to the other side.
There are only two people in line right now, and two boys wearing senior school uniforms and red armbands are handing out snack gift packs.
The three exchanged a glance and quickly ran over.
A little while later, several more people arrived behind Xiaoyouzi and her friends.
Little Yuzu glanced at them; they were from another school and were still wearing their performance costumes, so they probably hadn't performed yet.
Soon, Xiaoyouzi, who had just received the snack gift bag, took a photo with satisfaction and posted it to the class group chat on her phone.
Sweet Grapefruit: Come and get your snacks if you haven't already!
Teachers won't confiscate cell phones for the arts performance; everyone can see the messages.
As soon as Xiaoyouzi notified them, Jiang Qian and the others quickly came over to line up.
Smiling at them, Xiaoyouzi returned to her seat and happily ate her snack gift bag.
Several schools participated in this arts festival, and there were originally thirty programs planned.
Later, we discovered that there were quite a few good programs, and after communicating with various parties, the number of programs was expanded to 50.
Each performance lasts about eight minutes, and it takes at least until the afternoon to finish.
After lunch, Xiaoyouzi and the others had lunch and were preparing to go back to sleep.
The homeroom teacher came out: "Xiao Youzi, please come with me."
Wen Shuqin then looked at Xiaoyouzi and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know, it might be about the costumes." Xiaoyouzi shrugged and left with her homeroom teacher.
Upon arriving at the homeroom teacher's office, the teacher whispered, "The surveillance cameras broke yesterday. It seems someone is deliberately targeting our students. I'd like to ask if you've seen anyone suspicious?"
“Yes, it’s the one I told you about.” Little Yuzu pondered, “That person is indeed very suspicious. Our auditorium has surveillance cameras, right? I remember they’re high-definition night vision cameras.”
The homeroom teacher nodded: "Yes, it's the new ultra-high-definition night vision camera donated by Dexing Technology when school started."
"I'll show you." Little Yuzu's expression wasn't very good.
The other party was after her.
Upon hearing this, the homeroom teacher didn't think much of it and took Xiaoyouzi to the monitoring room.
"It's her."
Little Yuzu pointed to the person in the fifth-grade area.
The security guard quickly zoomed in on the person's face.
The homeroom teacher was slightly taken aback: "It's her?"
"Does the teacher know him?" Little Yuzu asked curiously.
After thinking for a moment, the homeroom teacher frowned: "I guess you could say we know each other. She was quite a prominent figure at school before, with excellent grades and she participated in many competitions."
However, the pressure from his family became too great, and now his grades are just average, not as outstanding as before.
The homeroom teacher didn't say anything more.
It's also wrong to speak ill of other students in front of your own students.
Xiaoyouzi didn't press further, but instead said, "Let's investigate this thoroughly. It would be troublesome if we didn't have any evidence."
"Yes, I'm sorry you had to go through all this. Go back now." The homeroom teacher patted Xiaoyouzi's head.
Nodding, Little Yuzu returned to the theater and sat down in a comfortable chair to sleep.
At this time of day, many people sleep here.
The people were quite well-behaved; almost no one was making a lot of noise, and everyone spoke quietly.
The performance continued until 3 p.m.
We're about to enter the student voting phase.
The host came on stage and said, "Now we will distribute voting machines to all the students who are sitting in their seats."
The machine requires everyone's student card to be swiped before voting can begin. Each person can choose three of their favorite shows.
We will select the three most popular performances of the evening through everyone's vote, and award them certificates, prize money, and various small gifts.
As soon as the host finished speaking, everyone's emotions were immediately stirred up.
"Okay, now everyone take out the voting machines under your chairs," the host said with a smile.
Everyone took out their student cards and swiped them to start voting.
Little Yuzu had sharp ears and overheard two older girls talking nearby. Their voices were rather abrupt: "The second performance was pretty good, that girl was so pretty!"
“I have a different opinion from you. I think the girl playing the big tree in the back looks a lot like the popular Xiaoyouzi from before.”
"Ah, you mean that guy who jumped with steel wings?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The two girls became more and more excited as they talked.
Little Yuzu's face grew darker and darker as she listened: ?
I don't want to hear what they're saying at all.
"Okay, now all our students have finished voting." The host went up to control the situation, and everyone quieted down.
The host continued, "We now have a total of 5,867 people who have participated in the voting. Now, let's announce the third place winner."
The third place went to a performance of "The Yellow River Cantata" by another school.
The second place went to a dance performance by another school.
The first place winner was a sixth-grade student from Xiaoyouzi's school who performed acrobatics. Their entrance immediately shocked everyone.
The winning classes happily sent representatives to the stage to receive their awards.
Little Yuzu smacked her lips: "We don't have much hope."
Little Yuzu was a little disappointed at not winning an award, but she also felt that it was normal not to win.
Their program was outrageous.
The host rambled on and on, but Xiaoyouzi and the others didn't pay any attention.
Until the host announced, "The winner is the stage play 'Little Red Riding Hood' by Class 1, Grade 1 of Shenglan Primary School."
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