Chapter 98 Taking Photos
Wednesday, the day of the sports meet.
The sun dispersed the morning mist.
Jiang Zhao changed her clothes, put on makeup, and rushed to the meeting place with Su Chen.
Everyone else gathered in the designated areas for their classes on the playground stands, but they had to go to the open space under the comprehensive building first to get their class signs and wait for the athlete representatives from each class to arrive before being inspected.
Jiang Zhao was wearing the purple backless dress, while Su Chen was wearing a white knee-length skirt, exposing her slender calves and arms.
A draft blew through the hallway, and both of them shivered.
The national anthem was played on the playground, and people from each class came over one after another to find their team. The two of them could only stand in the designated positions.
As the weather gets warmer, the cherry blossoms and white magnolias on campus are in full bloom. When the wind blows, the petals flutter everywhere, and the entire campus is filled with the fragrance of flowers.
Jiang Zhao inexplicably thought of Luo Yan’s outstanding graduate declaration in his previous life.
"Cherry blossoms bloom three times"
Just as she was lost in thought, a school uniform was draped over her shoulders.
Turning around, it was Luo Yan. She asked knowingly, "Why are you here so early?"
"I'll come to you sooner."
Jiang Zhao smiled so hard that his eyes curved. Seeing that everyone around him was freezing in their formal wear, he wanted to take off his school uniform and return it to him.
Luo Yan held her down: "Just give it to me when we're almost at the playground."
When the sun was high in the sky, the teacher finally said, "You can prepare to enter."
Class 1 of Grade 1 was the first to enter.
Standing in front of the corner, Jiang Zhao took off his school uniform, took a deep breath, and raised the sign.
On the rostrum, the announcer spoke with emotion and clarity: "Coming towards us is the vibrant Class 1 of Grade 1! They are like the rising sun, using their youth as pens and their sweat as ink. They explore the truth in the classroom and challenge their limits on the field. Just like their slogan, 'Class after class, like tigers descending the mountain, class after class, truly extraordinary...'"
What the hell.
I knew it was written by Lin Chongyang right away.
But the host was reading in a very serious tone, comparable to the news broadcast. Jiang Zhao couldn't help but laugh.
The stands instantly became lively.
"Goddess Jiang is so beautiful today."
"Which window did God close for Jiang Shen?"
"Can we take some pictures later?"
…
In Class 1, Lin Chongyang patted Chen Bailing on the shoulder and whispered, "Look at Brother Xiong."
Chen Bailing turned her head cautiously.
Behind them, Wang Guoxiong's eyes were fixed on their class formation with a proud smile on her face. It was obvious who she was looking at.
"Brother Xiong will never show me this expression in his life."
Chen Bailing muttered, then said proudly, "It looks good, right? I did the makeup, so half of the credit goes to me."
On the playground, a girl walked at the front of the team, her long black hair casually tied up, wearing a silver crown. Her long skirt draped, shining like the Milky Way in the spring sunshine.
The lavender gauze dress made her look glowing white, and her curled eyelashes almost cast shadows on her eye sockets. She put on a little lipstick today, which made her already bright face even more eye-catching.
Chen Bailing raised her camera and shouted, "Zhao Zhao, so beautiful, look here."
Jiang Zhao turned her head to look at the stands and saw that Lin Chongyang had brought the banner she had prepared for her birthday and hung it in their class area:
"Mingyuan No. 1 Middle School student Jiang Zhao has excellent academic performance, is brave and helpful."
I am really impressed by this group of people.
When the classes walked onto the playground and the stage, Ning Zhiyuan began speaking again.
About half an hour later, the sports meet was officially announced to begin.
The square formation withdrew from the other side of the playground. As soon as it turned the corner, Jiang Zhao slumped down in an ungraceful manner. If she hadn't been wearing a long skirt, she would have wanted to sit on the ground.
She finally understood why Chen Bailing was unwilling to raise the sign.
It's really hard work.
While others were sitting in the stands chatting, she could only stand in the sun and listen to Ning Zhiyuan's speech.
Luo Yan said: "Go change clothes?"
"Let's change it at noon." Jiang Zhao said, "I don't have any projects this morning."
And the back of this skirt is really difficult to take off, she really can't do it by herself.
At this time, two girls from other classes came over with their cell phones. One of them hesitated and said, "Master Jiang, can we take a photo together?"
"Okay." Jiang Zhao looked up: "Are you guys coming together?"
The two of them nodded and were about to find someone to take a photo when Jiang Zhao pulled Luo Yan and said, "Give him the phone."
The two girls stared blankly at Luo Yan as he took the phone, then stood blankly beside Jiang Zhao. When they heard Jiang Zhao say "let's have a laugh", they made a blank "yeah" gesture.
Luo Yan took a few photos and showed them: "Is it okay?"
The girls were flattered and took it without even looking at it closely. They nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay. Let's go."
After they left, Jiang Zhao looked at him jokingly: "Student Luo Yan has a bad reputation."
Luo Yan smiled and said, "It's enough if one person is popular."
…
The two went to the supermarket to buy some water and then returned to the stands.
Chen Bailing's program was scheduled for the last day, and she is currently writing furiously.
She did not sign up for the competition, and Lin Chongyang forced those who did not participate in the competition to submit ten manuscripts every day to exchange for points for the class. As the cultural and arts committee member, Chen Bailing could only set an example.
Jiang Zhao sat next to her and picked up a piece of paper. It read, "To Jiang Zhao, classmate of Grade 11. The wind you run in is clearer than the spring sunshine. A stopwatch can't measure the number of times my heart has missed a beat for you..."
She touched the goose bumps on her arms and put them back: "I didn't have a game this morning."
"Be prepared in advance. I know the girl reading the script. Don't worry, I guarantee everyone will be cheering you on once you run 1,500."
Chen Bailing finished writing the manuscript in his hand and said: "Let's take a picture."
As she spoke, she took out her phone, opened it and took a selfie, then handed it directly to Jiang Zhao, shrinking back herself: "Move forward a little, otherwise my face will look so big."
Jiang Zhao smiled and said, "Okay."
After Chen Bailing and Jiang Zhao finished taking their selfies, it was their class charter and Qiao Yizhou's turn to perform.
She ran to the front with her camera and took pictures.
Zhang Cheng and Qiao Yizhou play a father and son who have a dispute over their child's college major.
Zhang Cheng plays a father who wants his son to study science or business management, while Qiao Yizhou plays a son who is determined to study archaeology.
I don’t know how Zhang Cheng convinced Qiao Yizhou.
Zhang Cheng looked a little funny with a mustache and an oversized suit.
He said with great sorrow: Can't I just learn computer?
Qiao Yizhou: Which will come first, being laid off or sudden death?
Zhang Cheng: Then you should study accounting, it’s stable!
Qiao Yizhou: If you study well, you can go to the hospital. If you don’t study well, you can go to the court?
…
They accurately complained about each major, and the stands burst into laughter one after another.
After the performance, Chen Bailing took photos and prepared to return to her seat.
When he turned around, he saw Luo Yan sitting behind Jiang Zhao, and the sunlight shining from above the stands just separated the two of them.
Luo Yan was in the shadows, eyes downcast, carefully adjusting the crown worn by the girl. Jiang Zhao didn't look at him, but she leaned back slightly to coordinate with the movements of the boy behind her. The smile in her eyes still betrayed her emotions.
Chen Bailing made a disdainful sound and pressed the shutter button honestly.
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