Chapter 269 The microphone is next to it

Confusing the lollipop with Qiao Liang was an accident. Although Anting was a little embarrassed, he still finished the peach-flavored candy silently.

Don’t think too much, just treat it like drinking the same can of Coke with your brothers.

It’s an unexpected gain.

It turns out that girl likes to eat peaches.

During after-school hours, the slopes on campus of No. 1 Middle School are probably the busiest. On the one hand, the scenery is beautiful, and on the other hand, it is very close to the canteen.

Tonight is even more lively due to special circumstances.

Many boys are here, chatting and joking with the girls upstairs. Most of them are not in love, but more of a hazy interaction between adolescent boys and girls - —Stop with etiquette.

Among the classmates Anting knows, only Gao Fei is in love.

As the number one middle school in a key high school, its divorce rate is very low. On average, there are only one or two students in each class, or even none.

According to Song Ci’s invitation, Anting came to the slope of the campus, facing Dormitory 404 on the fourth floor.

Take out your phone and send a message.

"I'm here, what are you going to do?"

The balconies of the girls' dormitories face the slopes of the campus, and almost every dormitory's balcony is covered with curtains.

After a moment, the curtain of dormitory 404 opened. Song Ci also rehearsed this afternoon. She did not take a shower in the afternoon and just finished taking a shower.

In the winter night, the whole person was misty, with wet hair, wearing shorts and a T-shirt, and bare feet.

From top to bottom, overlooking the young man.

Under the moonlight, the whole person looked cold and white.

"An Ting..."

Looking at the long, straight black girl on the high balcony, the young man was in a trance for a moment. He always felt that some fairy was bored and came down. Down to earth in the 21st century.

An inexplicable BGM sounded in my mind.

"Normalnomore"...

At this moment, Anting remembered Director Luo asking him to release a song, um... release a new song? It's not impossible.

"What happened when you suddenly called me over?" Despite the drama in his heart, Anting remained calm and asked.

"Well, this is for you, catch it!"

The moment the words fell.

Song Ci gave a colorful piece of the same style as "Kung Fu"The Hongbang baseball was thrown down, and Anting caught it immediately.

Song Ci looked a little arrogant and added: "Originally I thought you were not in need, so I didn't want to give it to you, but my sister should have expressed it."

" Hmm."

"Merry..." Song Ci said a blessing in a foreign manner.

Anting followed up and said, "Marry..."

……

This year’s New Year’s Day party did not have the Experimental School to disrupt the situation, it was purely due to myself School is having fun.

The location is still the gymnasium.

Song Ci, Qiao Liang and Bao Weiwei left at noon. The dance association had to rehearse on site, which was an old rule.

Anting did not go there in advance and slept in the dormitory.

Around three o’clock, we set off with the large army.

Along the way, the students were in high spirits. Anting and Xu Qingshu walked at the front of the class queue. The latter was holding a small bag in his hand and looked a little nervous.

Inside is actually a maid outfit.

Although Xu Qingshu’s plan is perfect, it still has a psychological burden.

A class teacher actually wanted to wear a maid outfit in front of the entire school.

Class 1, Grade 2, has rehearsed many times. Xu Qingshu, the maid, only has one line and did not participate in the rehearsal. She can just go on stage when the time comes. She just stands aside and says a word.

None of her classmates knew she planned to wear a maid outfit.

The original plan was for her to wrap a white cloth around her waist and wear a headscarf, just to show off.

An Ting didn’t know that the other party was going to wear a maid uniform, so he said: “Teacher Xu, what’s in the bag?”

“Get out of here!”

"Teacher Xu, can you be gentler to your students?"

Xu Qingshu narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said, "Classmate Anting, please go aside, okay?"

Anting: "Get out!"

The nearby classmates were all amused when they heard the commotion here.

…

The New Year’s Day party has officially begun.

The skit of Class 1, Grade 1 was arranged very early, around five o'clock, and the students who participated in the performance gathered backstage, including Xu Qingshu.

When the students saw Xu Qingshu wearing a black and white maid outfit, they were all dumbfounded - it was so beautiful.Bar.

Slightly sexy, but not too revealing.

Only part of the collarbone is exposed, the lower body is just exposed to the knees, and the long white stockings are just right.

Teacher Xu from the high school art class swooped over, knocked her down, and slapped her crazily.

“That’s great, love letter, rub rub rub~”

“Teacher Xu, don’t be like this.”

To this day.

Anting finally understood that Xu Qingshu was not necessarily a girl, Teacher Xu was.

Other students were more or less amazed by Xu Qingshu. They didn’t expect that this simple female teacher would look so good in a maid outfit. She blushed and argued: "The teacher has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Since she decided to participate If you act, you must do your best! I happened to get a maid outfit by chance."

This maid outfit was actually left over from a warm winter activity.

There was no compulsory recycling in the store. If you like, you can take it away.

Xu Qingshu probably wants it.

Looking at Xu Qingshu looking like this, Anting suddenly realized - Xu Qingshu dressed like this for himself, no, for Mr. Song.

Yesterday, he heard Chen Jing mention the invitation from No. 1 Middle School.

In fact.

Xu Qingshu is destined to be disappointed tonight. She will not be able to see "Mr. Song" in the secret base, because "Mr. Song" does not exist at all...

Anting sighs He said, "It seems that I have lost my temper."

Seeing Anting sigh, Xu Qingshu frowned. She thought that this guy disliked her maid outfit, turned into a violent maid, and directly built the prop castle on the boy. On the body.

"Classmate Anting, please be happy at the New Year's Day party and don't be sad."

"Oh... the castle man has transformed!" Anting pretended to be excited and raised his hand. Hands.

Others were once again amused by Anting.

 Immediately afterwards.

It’s time to go to the program of Grade 1, Grade 2 students.

On the way to the stage, Anting bumped into Qiao Liang, who was wearing a navel-baring vest on the upper body, loose overalls on the lower body, and a pair of black basketball shoes. He was ridiculously handsome.

Last year, the dance association’s performance was a folk dance, and the costume was a long skirt, which was actually not very suitable for Qiao Liang.

For this year’s hip-hop performance, this outfit perfectly suits the short-haired fairy.

AtThe first time he saw Qiao Liang, Anting felt a little embarrassed - a few days ago, on Christmas night, he accidentally exchanged candies.

She ate her peach flavor; that means she also ate her strawberry flavor.

It’s just.

The young man obviously underestimated Qiao Liang. She didn't mind that incident at all and burst out laughing on the spot, "Pfft hahaha..."

She covered her belly button and raised her waist Trembling.

Anting rolled his eyes and said: "Hello, I am a castle man who has eaten the castle fruit. I welcome you to my home, which is big and warm."

This is a half-joke and half-truth.

This prop castle can accommodate two people, just like a tandem bicycle. Although one person can do it, it is easier for two people.

The next second.

Qiao Liang couldn’t stop playing, jumping up and down, and got in through another hole.

"Idiot, I was just joking, but you really came in." Anting couldn't stand this girl who didn't play by the rules, "Don't you need to put on makeup?"

Anting doesn't mind if this girl gets involved. Anyway, she can have fun at the New Year's Day party. The main reason is that she is afraid of delaying her dance performance.

　“Hehehe, I don’t need to put on makeup, I’ll be fine without makeup...”

　“I’m so confident, where is my Song Ci?”

　Hmm... Sister Cheng Cheng is here and she helps them style their hair. I am a girl with short hair and there is nothing to do. Anyway, it is boring. I want to go on stage with you and become a castle together!"

Besides being bored, Qiao Liang has selfish motives and wants to be alone with Anting for a while.

　“Yes, yes, there’s really nothing we can do about you.”

Very quickly.

The skit of Class 1, Grade 2, started.

Wang Zihong is the male protagonist Darcy; Cheng Cheng is the heroine Elizabeth.

Gao Fei is not idle and insists on being the father of the heroine.

Perhaps because of the failure in the school sports meeting and because he wanted to be on the stage with his class, Zhu Jiajun took the initiative to choose a clown, that distant relative - Ke Xilin.

As for Anting and Qiao Liang.

Just stay in the castle and act as a background.

The design of the castle is very clever. It is three square meters in total, about 1*3m. You can move it when you stand up. Once you sit down, you can retract your legs. There are two holes in the front for convenience. Watch the road, and ventilate.

　As the chief director of the New Year's Day party class project, Anting also has another task - narration.

While observing secretly in the castle, he read the narration.

Inside the castle, it was actually stuffy and hot, with a strong plastic smell.

Qiao Liang leaned against Anting’s side. She said, “The inside of the plastic is not clean. I have to go on stage later. I don’t want to dirty my costume, so let me lean on it.”

"Oh..." The boy continued to read the narration.

An Ting was a little helpless.

Although she didn’t mind letting this guy lean against her for a while, her upper body squeezed her arm, and the touch was subtle.

It’s too big.

Semi-closed environment, relatively hypoxic, and fast blood circulation.

There is something wrong with the whole person.

After the first scene, Qiao Liang, who had nothing to do, took advantage of the gap when Anting put down the microphone and suggested: "It's so boring, let me read a line."
< br />An Ting did not refuse, "Okay, here is the manuscript, you just read it according to it."

"Ok, give me the microphone."

"It's up to me. On the thigh."

In the low-light environment, Qiao Liang's hand touched the darkness, and the moment he grabbed the "microphone", the young man beside him shook his body and took a breath of air, "Hiss. …”

“What’s wrong?”

“The microphone is next to it…”

“Um…”