Chapter 579 Song Fang Opening Dance 1
When Mu Chenxi arrived at the dance studio, Su Xing was already standing next to the podium, holding the mouse playing the PPT, clicking on the songs and dances that the cheerleading team had won awards for before.
"We are quite familiar with this dance, so we only need to rehearse it twice. We don't need to waste too much time."
Su Xing played the PPT manuscript that he had prepared in advance, and then looked up. "However, in order to ensure that there are no mistakes, we have to take up everyone's rest time. This is not in vain. I have discussed with Professor He Ming that the students who go to help will be given a free summary of the knowledge points of the college entrance examination."
Su Xing raised the key point in his hand and shook it.
Below the stage, the girls who were originally unhappy about not having time to take a nap suddenly smiled.
"It should be. It should be."
"So, do you have any objections to the cheerleading I chose?"
"No!"
The girls in the audience generally maintained a supportive attitude.
Su Xing made the final decision, "Then go to the locker room to change your clothes, and then we will practice directly, don't waste time."
A group of girls rushed to the locker room in a triumphant manner.
Mu Chenxi walked at the back. There was a little sister beside her who was hugging her arm and chattering, "Chenxi, Fu Zhi is coming back! I think Fu Zhi is so amazing! I have never seen a girl like her who is good at studying and fighting. I must ask her for an autograph!"
Mu Chenxi's already cold eyes looked even colder after hearing these words. She thought that Fu Zhi had just had a fight and looked like a girl with a tendency towards social violence. She was furious that netizens were not only not afraid but also inexplicably accused of bringing glory to the country.
"She's amazing? Amazing in what?"
Mu Chenxi took out a piece of chewing gum from her bag and stuffed it into the hand of the girl next to her. "She is just trying to be a hero. Didn't you see that she kicked someone to death? Don't you think it's scary to live with a girl like this?"
Furthermore, what Mu Chenxi was most dissatisfied with was, "In the third year of high school, our seven-school joint exam and final exam are coming soon. We are asked to spend an entire afternoon rehearsing a dance to cheer for Fu Zhi. This is a school, and we are students. We are not here to perform for free!"
"...Chenxi, don't get excited...I don't think it will delay our study time...Didn't Su Xing say that he would send us study tips? Besides, my parents have said that Fu Zhi has saved so many people abroad. This is to bring honor to us Chinese people!"
Mu Chenxi sneered, "You are a student in Class 1, right? Don't forget how bad the relationship between your class and Fu Zhi's class is. You made a bet, and the loser has to apologize for what happened in the office that day! Do you think Su Xing will give the real review materials to his opponent? You, you are too naive!"
"Su Xing doesn't look like a bad person. She wouldn't lie, would she?"
“You can know a person’s face but not his heart.”
The girl bit her lip after hearing what Mu Chenxi said.
The relationship between Class 1 and Class 21 is indeed very bad.
Even the group of people in Class 21, led by Fu Zhisong Fang, used roundabout means to get other classes to exclude the students in Classes 1 and 2.
The girl hesitated.
Mu Chenxi struck while the iron was hot, leaned over to her side, and whispered, "In fact, the teaching staff of No. 1 Middle School is just like this. Compared with Wu's Hangyuan, it is not even a little bit worse. You can see that your class was a key class before, but since Fu Zhi went to class 21... Is the attitude of the school too tolerant of class 21?"
"Plus, Fu Zhi also made friends with He Ming and his group, and won a certificate for the competition. Are you sure that the top teachers in your class will continue to teach you in the future?"
The girl clasped her hands and said, "It's already the third year of high school. The school shouldn't let these teachers teach Class 21, right?"
"Have you seen anyone other than Fu Zhi who can take leave every day without being persuaded to drop out of No. 1 Middle School since the school opened?" Mu Chenxi bit her gum, "As long as it's Fu Zhi, nothing is surprising."
"Then what should I do?"
"I have discussed this with several good students in your class. We plan to transfer to Hangyuan this semester. I am in the liberal arts class, and most of the cheerleaders are from the science class. Many of them are your friends from Class 2."
“People go to higher places, water flows to lower places. There are many opportunities in front of you. It depends on how you choose.”
Mu Chenxi whispered in the girl's ear, then changed into her cheerleading uniform, turned around, and went to the dance studio first.
The Wu family is a big family in the capital, and the teaching staff of the school they belong to is also impressive.
In the past, Hangyuan had no shortage of students; after all, its reputation was there.
But now, Mu Chenxi heard that Hangyuan was having trouble with capital turnover, several shareholders had withdrawn their investments, and a group of students with good academic performance had been lost.
This will have a great impact on their school's enrollment next year.
The school needs to recruit new, good senior high school students.
However, generally speaking, few students in good schools in Beijing will choose to transfer schools on their own initiative. After all, changing the environment will have a very negative impact on their college entrance examination scores.
After returning from Myanmar, the father and son of the Wu family were both seriously injured.
Because of their investment in Mu's film, the two families became grasshoppers on the same rope, hoping to make a comeback with the final movie.
Mu's father was even very far-sighted. He believed that private schools were very profitable institutions, so he also invested in the Wu family's school.
As the daughter of a shareholder of this school, Mu Chenxi believes that she should contribute to the development of the school.
Come to think of it, she was quite grateful to Fu Zhi. If Fu Zhi and Song Fang hadn't done this, ostracizing the students in Classes 1 and 2 and hurting their self-esteem, it wouldn't have been her turn, Mu Chenxi, to instigate.
After all, no top student can bear being trampled under the feet of a bunch of losers in Class 21.
——
The dance rehearsal in the afternoon went particularly smoothly.
Su Xing sat next to the speakers, feeling something was wrong. He glanced back and forth between Mu Chenxi and the other heroines who formed gangs and ran to the toilet after dancing.
Su Xing sent a message to Song Fang, [Mu Chenxi is very cooperative with the cheerleading training this time. She and Zhizhi don’t have a good relationship. I always think it’s a bit strange that she didn’t come unless she pretended to be sick. There are also a few female classmates in Class 1 and 2 who are also...]
At that time, Song Fang was sitting in the playground bragging to a group of underclassmen.
"My relationship with Fu Zhi? Let me tell you this. Back then, I was kidnapped by a gangster and he said he would have to eat shit if he wanted to save me. Do you know what Sister Zhi did?"
The younger students stopped playing basketball and all came over. As Song Fang raised his hand mysteriously, they hushed and followed his rhythm, bending over and putting their ears close to him:
"Sister Zhi! I kicked the ten-meter-high cesspool down with the kidnappers without saying a word!"
"cut!"
The younger students waved their hands and dispersed.
Song Fang was unhappy, "Hey, don't leave, keep talking! I'm really Sister Zhi's favorite!"
The cell phone next to me beeped twice.
Song Fang no longer forced these junior students who had run away from school because they were jealous of his good relationship with Fu Zhi.
He picked up the phone, took a look, and then shook the phone to Su Xing. "Just look at what she did before. How could she possibly dance the opening dance for Sister Zhi? As for Class 1 and Class 2, they have a falling out with us, so the conflict is there."
"But then I was thinking, this is an order from the school leaders. If they deliberately mess up the place and make trouble, they will be criticized and recorded in the file, right? I want to ask the sophomores to prepare cheerleading as well, but if I do that, it will definitely alert the leaders. After all, this is just my subjective conjecture. If it gets out and has a negative impact, it won't be good..."
"Well, they can do whatever they want. Just send me the cheerleading video."
"What are you sending me?"
"you guess."
——
The next day, No. 1 Middle School in City A held its first major welcoming event since Hang Yuan arrived at the school.
The school spent a lot of money and the event was grand.
When you enter the school from the gate, you can hear inspiring music from the speakers everywhere.
Students from grade one to grade three of high school, wearing three-color school uniforms, could be seen everywhere in the school, standing in line by the door in the same square formation as during the usual physical exercises during recess.
The mayor of City A came in person to greet Fu Zhi and shook hands and talked with He Ming and his group who were still teaching at No. 1 Middle School.
Several reporters were frantically taking photos of the school. They talked about Fu Zhi's studies, the construction of No. 1 Middle School, and the bigwigs in front of the school.
"Wait, that's not right! Why does this banner say welcome to Fu Zhi from Class 21 of Senior 3?! Didn't she rank first in the school and win the physics competition? And she's a student in Class 21?"
"I heard that Fu Zhi transferred here from a small town in the countryside. When she first entered the school, she was suspected of using a backdoor, so she was assigned to Class 21. She even had a live broadcast to do her homework. Didn't you notice?"
"Didn't she prove her innocence later? Why hasn't she returned to Class 1 yet?"
"Who knows? The school may have its own plans. We don't understand the arrangements at the educational level."
"The teacher of Class 21 has picked up a bargain! With Fu Zhi's grades, even a provincial champion can't beat him. He must be a national champion!"
"Who says it's not true? No. 1 Middle School was able to invite Professor He Ming and his team to give extra lessons. Fu Zhi and No. 1 Middle School will definitely take off this year! If this news gets out, many college entrance examination candidates who work hard but have no resources will be envious and jealous!"
No matter where Ma Mingquan goes, while soaking red dates and wolfberries, he can hear such conversations.
As the biggest winner in the whole school, you have to ask him how he feels now.
That's probably -
He was right back then!
Fu Zhi is a good candidate! Just like Song Fang and the others, they are all good kids and good students!
Ye Jiu secretly stayed up late and didn't get up. Fu Zhi waited for him for a while, but he still hadn't arrived at school.
However, Ma Mingquan did a very good job of organizing the school.
The reporter conducted a comprehensive interview with him, "May I ask if you were the one who selected Fu Zhi to join your class?"
"Ah, it's a mutual choice. I think she and I look so much alike, like father and daughter. This is what Buddhists call fate."
The reporter glanced at Ma Mingquan's square face, thought "emmm" in his heart, and silently wrote down: Teacher Ma, it's amazing that a blind cat has stumbled upon a good horse!
Ma Mingquan noticed the reporters' "emmm" and said "emmm" in his heart, not understanding, "Don't you think Fu Zhi and I look alike?"
"… They look alike, and they look like teacher and student." The reporters said, "Teacher Ma is extremely talented, well-read, and handsome. He is truly a role model for modern teachers, and the students he teaches are also excellent!"
Ma Mingquan had never thought that he would be praised like this. He was so embarrassed that his ears turned red. He raised his hand and brushed his hair from front to back. "Thinking back to when I was young, I was also the most popular school idol. The girls who chased me were no less popular than the boys who chased Fu Zhi!"
Thunderous applause suddenly broke out at the scene.
Ma Mingquan raised his hand and said, "Keep a low profile."
Then, a deafening voice rang out, "Welcome Fu Zhi back to his alma mater!"
"Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome!"
The team, which had been prepared and rehearsed in advance, burst into cheers of welcome that resounded through the sky at the signal of Director Liu.
Ma Mingquan: “…”
It was a wrong payment after all.
——
As soon as Fu Zhi got off the car, she heard Ma Mingquan say that he was the most popular boy in the school.
I can't help but sigh that human aesthetics are indeed constantly tending towards higher standards under the general environment.
When Fu Zhi arrived at the scene, she arrived at 8 a.m. as Director Liu had stipulated for her.
As she arrived, the radio music melody reached its climax.
The students stood on both sides of the school gate, forming a formation, waiting for the next performance.
Huge hydrogen balloons were tied with ropes on both sides of the door, floating back and forth.
There was also a special teacher who fired a salute.
Ma Mingquan gave the right to speak to Director Liu.
Director Liu immediately said: "Good morning, teachers, students, and journalists. Today is the special day when Fu Zhi returns to his alma mater at No. 1 Middle School in City A. It is also the day when our country has built a special venue for the International Physics Competition, determined the medal style, and mailed it to No. 1 Middle School! After more than eleven years of hard study, the teachers have always insisted that you will become a good student like Fu Zhi, with all-round development in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor!"
Fu Zhi: “…”Is that so? I don't believe it.
Director Liu, holding the microphone, gave a passionate speech.
Mu Chenxi exchanged glances with several girls in cheerleading uniforms around her and retreated into the formation without leaving a trace.
A first-grade teacher noticed that Mu Chenxi and her group were walking backwards and was startled: "Aren't you going to do the opening dance? Why are you walking backwards? After Director Liu finishes speaking, isn't it your turn to perform? What's wrong with you?"
Mu Chenxi covered her stomach, looking very uncomfortable. "I'm sorry, teacher. We went out to eat hot pot yesterday and got an upset stomach. I want to go to the toilet quickly and will be back soon."
(End of this chapter)
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