When Bai Jing realized that the other person was also looking at her, she turned back with a sincere and well-behaved smile on her face.
"Teacher Jiang, are you coming to the graduation party tonight to watch the show? Our class's show should be quite interesting."
Her eyes were clear and bright, and when she looked at people so intently, it was really hard to refuse an invitation.
Jiang Ziqian nodded slightly and said that he would go and see it.
Bai Jing smiled again, and then left with the squad leader.
As soon as I reached the classroom door, I heard a noise coming from inside.
"I think you did it on purpose!"
"It's over. What should we do now? Our class is the first to go on stage, and there's less than an hour left. There's no time to prepare!"
"It's all your fault!"
"Okay, stop arguing, and find a way to remedy the situation!"
...
...
Bai Jing and the squad leader looked at each other, and both had a bad feeling. They walked to the door and asked what happened.
"Sister Jing! Class monitor! You guys are finally back!"
Lu Liang ran straight up to the two of them, with a guilty expression on his face, as if he was saying that the two of them were only away for a while and he failed to keep an eye on the class and caused a big mess.
At this moment, I tried to explain the current situation to them in concise terms.
"…I don't know when the water bottle fell over. I didn't notice it at first. Some props made of old newspapers were soaked and broke. When I picked them up, they broke in the middle."
The classmate was panicked and had no time to think. He subconsciously wanted to get the water out. He twisted it like a towel and it fell into a lump.
"No, no, I really didn't mean it," the classmate said weakly with a pale face, "I just, it's like this when my clothes get wet, I was a little slow to react..."
The squad leader frowned and went up to count the number.
I found that there were a total of four pieces of "clothes" that were soaked in water. Three of them had become soft and stuck together. They would probably fall apart if you lifted them up lightly. The other one had completely turned into a ball of shredded paper.
But it is the most complicated one, which is the one Shu Xiaoruan will wear when she goes on stage for the last time.
And there are still fifty minutes until the show starts.
If I want to redo it completely, it might take a lot of time just to find the materials, not to mention making it.
The matter was urgent and the squad leader was a little at a loss for a moment. He subconsciously looked in Bai Jing's direction.
Bai Jing also frowned slightly.
This matter is a bit troublesome, but it is not the end of the road. Now I can just ask if there is anyone on the field who has a free hand.
Seeing how calm Bai Jing was, everyone couldn't help but feel relieved. After all, this was a matter that concerned their entire class and even the entire school, so they raised their hands to sign up very enthusiastically.
"I, I, I! I'm fine now!"
"I'm free too!"
"And me! I'm fine now!"
Bai Jing called two people and asked them to follow the class monitor to the library and office to ask the managers there if they had any waste newspapers or useless test papers.
The three of them nodded, turned around and walked out without any hesitation.
Then she divided the remaining six people into three groups and asked them to carefully dry the three sets of "clothes" that had only been softened by soaking in water.
The six people agreed in succession, but they felt a little troubled the next second.
...These are all stacked together. It feels like they will rot if I try to peel them apart with a little force. It's not easy to deal with!
Just as they were thinking about what to do, Bai Jing had already walked over. With careful and efficient movements, she gently separated the three sets of "clothes" that were stuck together.
Bai Jing has always been bold and careful. After separating them, she told them some techniques on how to dry them, and asked them to be careful not to break them.
After all this was done, one of the people who had gone out to look for materials came back with a few newspapers in his hand, saying that he had found some materials first. The other two were heading towards the office.
Bai Jing nodded and said okay, called Shu Xiaoruan over, and started making a new set of "clothes" for her.
The students next to him were a little stunned, but they quickly came to their senses, and after they finished their own work, they joined in helping.
Fortunately, five minutes before the show started, the three sets of "clothes" had dried and were successfully put on the models.
At the same time, under Bai Jing's leadership and with the efforts of everyone, Shu Xiaoruan's new clothes were also completed.
The students finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But before they could celebrate, Bai Jing glanced at the wall clock, then ran towards the control console without looking back.
Everyone watched her leave, feeling as if something had been forgotten.
"...By the way," a classmate swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling a little, "Is Shu Xiaoruan's dress different from the previous one?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
Another person naturally took over the conversation, "Since the materials are limited, it's good enough to achieve what we have now. Don't be too demanding."
"Of course that's not what I'm talking about!" The classmate pointed at the loudspeaker, "Sister Jing needs to read the script. The introduction to the last set of clothes was originally quite long, but now it can't be used anymore!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone instantly realized what had been forgotten!
But there is no other way now, I can only pray silently in my heart that everything will go well.
Jiang Ziqian knew that there was a graduation farewell party today.
Normally, he is not the kind of person who likes to join in the fun. He would either choose to read more books in the library or go back to his residence to write some articles.
However, Bai Jing had just invited him to watch the program prepared by her class, and he arrived at the venue on time.
When the time came, the lights around dimmed.
Before the lights came back on, a clear and clean voice came from the speakers, like the sound of gurgling water, soothing and clear to the ears of everyone in the venue.
When I came back to my senses, the dark vision gradually brightened up. As the prelude of the music played, two people walked out from behind the stage. They were wearing Western-style dresses and long skirts made from old sacks.
"What is this? A fashion show? I've only seen it on TV."
"Oh my god, who came up with the idea of using this to make a dress? It's so imaginative!"
"Hahahaha what is this!"
There were waves of noise from the audience, and at the same time, Bai Jing's beautiful voice served as the background, giving a poetic and concise introduction.
I have to admit that this is a very special show and it leaves a deep impression.
Jiang Ziqian couldn't help but look in the direction of Bai Jing's class.
I thought I would see happy expressions, but instead I saw worried looks.
...What is going on?
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