When it was Ling Xiaoxiao and Zhou Shao's turn to rehearse, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening. Ling Xiaoxiao was already feeling uncomfortable all kinds of times, so she was so hungry that she didn't even want to leave.

Brother Zhen went to the cafeteria to get food and hadn't come back yet, Ling Xiaoxiao stood up with difficulty and saw Zhou Shao reaching out to help her, "No, I can leave myself."

It felt like he was about to die. Zhou Shao raised his eyebrows and looked at her completely disbelief: "Are you sure you can leave? I really don't need to help you?"

"No, you go first, I'll be behind you." Ling Xiaoxiao waved her hand quickly. There were still many people in the auditorium now, so she didn't tell her "scandal" with Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Shao was about to say something, but when someone called her behind Ling Xiaoxiao. The two of them looked like Yue Pingjun and Jiang Zizhuo.

"Xiaoxiao, why don't you go to the waiting hall? According to the regulations, you have to have two programs in advance. You see, the third one has already been on stage, so you should hurry up too." Yue Pingjun walked over and looked around and asked, "Where is Brother Zhen, where did she go?"

"Brother Zhen is going to the cafeteria to get food, let's go." Ling Xiaoxiao packed up her exercise book and followed them to the backstage.

"You are still very uncomfortable?" Jiang Zizhuo looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's face and asked softly.

"Well, it's okay." Ling Xiaoxiao's face turned red. How to explain this kind of dysmenorrhea? It's a coincidence that he can catch up with this person whenever he comes to death...

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao blushing for no reason, Jiang Zizhuo couldn't ask any more, but just walked carefully next to her and helped her to help her open the door with a chair blocking the road.

When we arrived in the backstage, most of the people who had performed the show had already gone to have dinner. Although we asked everyone to wait for the rehearsal in the auditorium, we could only eat instant noodles after dinner time. Who wouldn't want to eat hot meals in the middle of winter? In addition, Cheng Yuwei was dragged to this time, so she told everyone not to leave. No one was willing to listen.

"When we rehearse the lines, don't use the microphone. There will be a lot of people. After the amplification, you will pass on me and I will pass on his. When the official performance is in effect, it will be useless." Ling Xiaoxiao thought of this problem when she was waiting on the stage and quickly explained to Zhou Shao.

"This, the student union cannot agree." Zhou Shao didn't care whether he held the microphone, but according to his understanding of the student union of No. 8 Middle School, he should not agree.

"So at this time, as a rich second generation, if you want to show someone's momentum, you will leave this question to you. I believe you can withstand the test of the organization." Ling Xiaoxiao turned sideways and looked at Zhou Shao, with an expression that I looked down on you if you can't handle it.

Zhou Shao was so amused that he had already changed his mind. OK, "You'd better stop testing me. Call Yue Pingjun over so that kid can withstand your test. Jiang Zizhuo is fine, aren't you very familiar with them? Both of them are effective."

"Is that true?" Ling Xiaoxiao turned her eyes on Yue Pingjun, and the other party ran over with a gaze.

"Xiaoxiao, is there anything wrong?"

"When I was rehearsing, I wanted to get the lines and I didn't want to use the microphone. Can you help us arrange it?"

"No microphone?" Yue Pingjun was stunned: "No microphone is needed, but the people in the audience can't hear what you are saying. This won't work. Although the program review has been passed, the program effect still needs to be watched."

"I just don't want the people below to hear it. This kind of crosstalk joke is only interesting when I first heard it. Now there are many people in the auditorium, and everyone hears it when the amplification is released. When the official performance is performed, it will be ineffective." Ling Xiaoxiao tried hard to explain to Yue Pingjun.

"It's so mysterious. Can I listen secretly behind you?" Yue Pingjun still wanted to bargain.

"What do you think? Why don't you ask Brother Zhen? She doesn't seem to have read the lines I've modified." Ling Xiaoxiao looked up at Brother Zhen who was walking over with the lunch box.

Yue Pingjun saw it and waved his hand quickly: "We Brother Zhen have never heard of it, so I naturally don't know how to listen first. Don't worry, I'll tell the people in the student union that they will understand."

After saying that, he ran away quickly. He was somewhat guilty.

"Xiaoxiao, are you going to play? Do you want to have dinner first?" Brother Zhen came over with his lunch box. At this time, only some small fried windows on the third floor were still open. Brother Zhen squeezed for a long time and finally bought two boxes of fried rice.

Ling Xiaoxiao watched the stage and there was another show that she had not appeared. She should have time to eat it quickly, so she pulled Brother Zhen to find a place to hold the lunch box to solve the problem. The fried rice tasted very fragrant, which made Zhou Shao, who was beside her, kept swallowing.

"Brother Zhen is not very interesting, so I don't say I'll bring one for me."

"You can go home to eat and drink delicious food and drink, so don't be sour here." Brother Zhen ignored him and kept eating. After a while, she was about to starve to death.

When it was finally Ling Xiaoxiao and the others on the court, it was already 7:30 pm. Ling Xiaoxiao was very dissatisfied with the efficiency of rehearsal this afternoon. It was a waste of time. It is said that there will be rehearsals tomorrow!

Zhou Shao is a smart person. Although he is always hipster and smiling on weekdays, he is still reliable at critical moments. The two of them passed the lines on stage and basically didn't encounter any stutters. They just finished it once. They were very satisfied with such results. They thought they would rehearse again tomorrow and could go through it again. They didn't carefully pick up the words and expressions, and directly compared gestures to the audience, and the two of them retreated.

After the rehearsal of the program was completed, the school teacher came on stage to express some opinions and revisions, and told everyone not to be late the next day, so the students were asked to go back.

After making a fuss for so long, Ling Xiaoxiao felt that her bones were about to disperse. She pulled Brother Zhen early and the two of them skipped classes and returned to the dormitory. When they returned, they found that Nie Wan and the others had also skipped classes.

"Let me tell me, the young master in our class will definitely appear on the stage. Sure enough, they ran to be the host." Nie Wan lying on the bed and said to Ling Xiaoxiao who was entering the door.

"The little princess in your class is indeed not an ordinary person." Ling Xiaoxiao agreed with her words.

"Fortunately, Manni and I were in the front of the show. We went back to the classroom after rehearsing, otherwise we would have been tortured enough." Nie Wan looked at Ling Xiaoxiao sympathetically.

"We'll have a rehearsal tomorrow. Let's go to bed early." Ling Xiaoxiao didn't even want to wash her face...
Chapter completed!