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Chapter 283 Do you want to be the host?

Chapter 283 Do you want to be the host

It’s eleven o’clock at night.

The party is over.

Qiao Liang went to Bauhinia Street to spend the night tonight.

Anting originally wanted to drive Song Ci and Qiao Liang home, but as soon as he got in the car, he seemed to have thought of something. He got out of the car and asked Song Ci to drive Qiao Liang back, while he turned back to Fatty's house.

As expected.

When Anting returned to the rooftop, Zhu Jiajun was cleaning alone.

"Ah...Brother Ting, why are you back?"

Hearing this, Anting showed a heartwarming smile and said: "I will clean up with you. Okay."

"Thank you... Sometimes, Brother Ting is like a hero, always showing up when I need help."

In Zhu Jiajun's mind, An Ting does look like a hero.

When he was bullied, Anting was the first to appear; when he was confused about his future, Anting would still stand up.

"What a hero, Gao Fei is disgusting, don't do this to me."

That kid Gao Fei, ever since he fell in love with Lin Yong, It’s getting more and more disgusting, the sentence I said a few days ago – I want to marry the girl I liked when I was a teenager.

It disgusted everyone so much that even Song Ci couldn't stand it.

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Jiajun couldn't help laughing and complained: "It's really disgusting."

He laughed for a while.

Stopped.

Zhu Jiajun in the corner seemed to have thought of something. A few meters away, he looked at Anting under the light bulb and hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Anting was a little puzzled and said: "If you have anything to say, just say it, what is our relationship..."

"It's nothing..."

Very soon.

Anting finished cleaning up the fat man, and seeing that it was getting late, he left.

Zhu Jiajun originally wanted to lend his car to Anting to avoid the trouble of walking back.

An Ting refused, "No, I'm full. It's good to take a walk. Think of it as exercise after dinner. I'll drive your motorcycle back. How can your parents go to work?" ”

Hmm.

The fat man does not have a car at home, only a motorcycle.

My parents both work in the same factory and ride the same motorcycle to and from get off work every day.

Hearing this, Zhu JiajunRealizing that he had said unrealistic nonsense, he rubbed the back of his head and said awkwardly: "Well, please be safe on the road, Brother Ting."

 "Goodbye..."

Before Anting could go far, Zhu Jiajun from behind spoke again.

"Brother Ting..."

"Huh?"

Anting is a very casual person in life, and his hair will be affected when the weather is cold. Longer; in spring like now, the hair will be cut very short, and the sides and back will be pushed very high, with short broken hair in the middle.

Not a handsome guy in the traditional sense.

He has a temperament that no one can imitate.

At this moment, under the reflection of the moonlight and street lights, Anting heard Zhu Jiajun’s call and stopped where he was, looking back and looking at the other person.

One is in the brightly lit place, the other is in the dark side.

An Ting revealed a casual calmness, "What's wrong? Have you thought of a birthday gift?"

He owed Fatty a birthday wish.

"It's okay, I really appreciate Brother Ting being my friend."

A humble person like me is really qualified to stand with you? ?

Hearing this, Anting's thoughts wandered far away, going back to his previous life when he was 20 years old. During the most depressed period of his life, the only person who played games with him was this fat man.

After a while.

The young man smiled and said: "My pleasure."

"Well..."

Squeezing out a trace of unflattering but very real After smiling, Zhu Jiajun turned around and entered the room.

Anting still stood there, with his hands in his pockets, looking at the fat man's back, and in a daze, he seemed to see the withered cherry blossoms again.

April is almost over, and the cherry blossoms are still withering.



On the way home.

Just when Anting was a little concerned about Zhu Jiajun's abnormality tonight, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang. He took it out and looked at it, but he didn't expect it to be Xu Qingshu's phone number.

The resentful head teacher...

Every time I call myself, it’s bound to be bad.

An Ting thought for a while and pressed the answer button. Although she was the resentful class teacher, the young man did not hate her and said: "Hello, Teacher Xu."
< br /> "Mr. Song?"

 Stop clamping,Stop clipping, a twenty-six-year-old aunt is always playing clipping sounds.

 “Well, what’s wrong?”

 “That’s right, our school’s 30th anniversary will be in one month. As a successful local entrepreneur, you , you still walked out of our school. On behalf of the school, I would like to invite you back to school to participate in the school anniversary. I wonder if you will be honored?”

The conversation with Xu Qingshu in Anting during the school sports meeting last year , he did mention that he was from No. 1 Middle School, but he didn’t say that he graduated from No. 1 Middle School.

I haven’t graduated yet!

However.

He really couldn’t explain it.

I didn’t expect that the 30th anniversary of No. 1 Middle School would come soon. It is currently 2008. It should have been the year when the circle was drawn 30 years ago.

And the secret base should be the hottest local company.

Although the assets are not as good as those of large companies that have been in business for a long time, the brand is well-known, partly due to Gu Xueli's recent popularity.

It’s definitely not too much to call an outstanding entrepreneur.

After a while, Anting said in a weird tone: "Well, I will be there then."

"That's great! I'm looking forward to meeting you. !”

Xu Qingshu has a strong impression of Mr. Song, whom he has never met before. He is an outstanding entrepreneur with a lot of money at a young age. He also loves his alma mater. He is quite humane, speaks softly and has no arrogance at all.

Although there are YY elements in it, Xu Qingshu did create a perfect image in his mind.

Now that I finally have the opportunity to meet Mr. Song, I can’t say how happy I am.

An Ting’s idea is completely different.

He just replied - I will be there when the time comes.

To a certain extent, Anting, as a sophomore in high school, will definitely be present at the time. There is nothing wrong with this statement.

However, this sentence sounded completely different to Xu Qingshu.

 ……

 School anniversary.

To put it bluntly, it is actually the school’s birthday.

The No. 1 Middle School was established in June thirty years ago. Calculated in the school calendar, it should be the 16th week, and there is still one month left.

The academic calendar is 20 to 21 weeks per semester. There should be no need to explain this kind of thing.

Because it cannot affect the normal teaching order, the specific time is Saturday of the 16th weekmorning.

Anyway, it means spending half a day at school.

At that time, thousands of alumni will return to the school to visit, and some honorary alumni will take the stage to speak.

The school may feel that just having honorary alumni speak is too boring, and plans to arrange some student performances to intersperse them with a bit of fun.

The school anniversary is not like the New Year’s Day party, which lasts so long, only one and a half hours in total.

There is no need to arrange too many performances, four or five are enough.

The school does not force every club and class to put on a program. Registration is voluntary, and of course there will be some rewards to attract students.

Our male protagonist is a famous lazy dog, so he doesn’t want to get into trouble.

In fact.

He really doesn’t have to do the show because the school gave him another task - host.

Xu Qingshu said first, then said: "An Ting, on the day of the school anniversary, the school needs a man and a woman to be the host. I recommend you to the school... The school is very satisfied and directly agreed."
< br /> Anting: "???"

You recommended it, and the school agreed...

You are happy, what about me?

"Ah...Teacher Xu, I have no enmity with you, why do you want to cheat me like this?"

Hearing Anting's resentment, Xu Qingshu didn't take it seriously. , said: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, your appearance is so good, and you know the people in the secret base, it will be very convenient to host it."

An Ting really doesn't want to take this job.

Just imagine, when the time comes, I will be the boss behind the scenes standing on the stage as the host, and my subordinates will be the guests below. Will I be shameless?

Anting was still resisting, shaking his head wildly.

Oysters, oysters, oysters

Seeing that they were too hard, Xu Qingshu changed the topic and said: "Well... OK, if you are really not happy, then I will find one Others should be Song Ci's partner..."

An Ting, who was about to leave, stopped when he heard this, turned around and looked at Xu Qingshu, squinting his eyes, revealing a trace of determination.

 “Hmm… Is Song Ci the female host?”

 “Well, do you agree?”

 “Yeah! ”

Xu Qingshu got a satisfactory answer and left with satisfaction.

Actually...

At the beginning, Xu Qingshu’s candidate for the female host was Qiao Liang. On the one hand, that girl’s appearance was very good. From the perspective of Xu Qingshu, an adult, Qiao Liang’s appearance still beat Song Ci. She is more suitable to be a host; on the other hand, Song Ci is the first in grade, and she doesn't want to distract her from such trivial matters.

However, the girl seemed a little entangled, and finally refused, and then it was Song Ci's turn.



The students had no objections to Anting and Song Ci being the hosts.

The main thing is to object. Even if you want to object, you have to weigh yourself - is it worthy?

As mentioned before, the school anniversary is different from the New Year’s Day party. It lasts for 90 minutes, interspersed with honorary alumni and school performances.

The workload of the host is actually very small.

There is no need to rehearse, just have a draft ready when the time comes.

Although Xu Qingshu recommended the two of them himself, he still hoped that the two of them would not spend too much time on this matter.

In the office of the second year of high school.

Xu Qingshu said to the two of them: "The graduation test will be in two weeks, don't forget it."

Anting and Song Ci nodded and said, "Oh."

The final exam is about physics, chemistry and biology in liberal arts and politics, history and geography in science.

It sounds serious, but it is actually very simple. Classes will be suspended during the week of the final exam. All students will concentrate on preparing for the exam subjects. Basically, they can pass by rote memorization.

As long as you have hands.

After the final exam, the senior high school students have graduated, and we have to replace them and become a new round of exam preparers.

It’s the last year of high school career.

"Okay, there is nothing else to do next, you two go back first."

When the two walked to the door of the office, Xu Qingshu seemed to have thought of something, and came out The voice said: "Oh, by the way, do you have relevant costumes?"

The host, of course, has to wear a dress or something.

Hearing this, the two of them thought about it for a while, and coincidentally thought of going together - two years ago, when their parents remarried, they bought a matching dress.

Song Ci replied: "Yes, when my mother and uncle remarried, I bought a set."

An Ting nodded and said: "Well, I Yes."

Xu Qingshu was even happier, "Okay, I'll tell the school, it will save money.”

Looking at the backs of the boy and the girl leaving, Xu Qingshu sat on the office chair, holding his chin with one hand, looking at the two people with great interest.

Rather than talking about sister Brother, he is indeed more CP-like...

Wait...

Xu Qingshu suddenly discovered something - when she invited Song Ci to be the host, the other party refused Yes, when she heard that the other one was Anting, she suddenly changed her story; similarly, when she invited Anting, the other party also refused, but when she heard that the other one was Song Ci, she also changed her story.

Really Is it just a brother-sister relationship?

Just when Xu Qingshu was thinking about this, the art class teacher Xu came in. When he came in, he found that there were no other teachers in the office, so he quickly came up to post a note.

 “Love letter, I’m so tired! "

"Hey... don't be like this, you're at work. ”

After she was promoted to the second grade of high school, Teacher Xu was still Qiao Liang’s class teacher, that is, the head teacher of the second grade art class.

She suddenly thought of something and stopped posting stickers. , suddenly said: "I heard, the school seems to have invited the boss of the secret base, love letter, are you going to meet the person you like? "

"It's not that exaggerated. I admit that I have a slight crush on her, but it's impossible for me to be infatuated with someone of the opposite sex I've never met. ”

Xu Qingshu’s favorable impression of Mr. Song is like a netizen who has written letters to him for a long time. He has a favorable impression, but it is definitely not like he likes him.

Get to know him first, and then slowly Only by understanding can you consider other things.

"Hey, I heard you say that, if we meet this time, if even the appearance is your thing, wouldn't you have to give it a try? "

Xu Qingshu replied with a hint of ridicule: "Yes, yes, if it suits my aesthetics, I will post it on the spot! ”

 

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