This kind of party is definitely indispensable for the leaders' speech. This year's freshmen party, the leaders in the school came very neatly, and basically all of them were present.

However, this time the old principal did not come on stage. The person who came on stage was Chen Guannian, the teaching director of the first grade and the head teacher of Class 12. He looked similar to Liu Yanqing last year, but his figure was still OK, and he did not have a very obvious general's belly, and his head was still very strong and densely growing on his head.

Chen Guannian wore a pair of glasses, looked gentle and spoke slowly. His speech was very simple, without taking a manuscript, he just said a few words casually and then went down. Then, the lively opening dance music started and the party officially began.

The students of No. 8 Middle School are all very talented. Ling Xiaoxiao is watching the show very seriously. There are too many talented people now. Not to mention various dances, the common sings and singing are almost all-round on the stage. And every person who performs can tell at a glance that he has started learning since he was very young and has a deep foundation. The ensemble of Nie Wan and Yao Manni, who had already made Ling Xiaoxiao feel amazing, is like a drop of water coming into the ocean.

Brother Zhen’s martial arts performance is used to attract fans in Ling Xiaoxiao’s words. After the exam, she made some adjustments to the martial arts movements, which were even more exciting than when she performed in Class 9 before. The girl in the audience didn’t care whether the teacher and leader were present, and she kept calling her name, which was crazy.

Class 11 students rehearsed a sketch - "Gift Gift". The script was written in novel ways, with constant applause and laughter. Several students in the performance were also very talented in acting, especially the man who played grandpa, bent over and bowed his back, and spoke with trembling and long tone. As soon as he opened his mouth, the people in the audience couldn't help laughing. Ling Xiaoxiao smiled so hard that her stomach hurt. She rubbed her stomach while wiping her tears. The No. 8 Middle School is indeed a place where the hidden tiger is hidden, and this person who wrote the script is so amazing.

During the rehearsal before, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't even look at it carefully. Now, every program is very exciting. In comparison, the crosstalk between him and Zhou Shao was just a trick, and there was no special excellence.

Most of the show has passed, and Ling Xiaoxiao and Zhou Shao were called to the backstage by Yue Pingjun to make the final preparations. Ling Xiaoxiao's relatives didn't care about anything. Now they changed into robe before, but they only found that their clothes were a little thinner. The length was not changed, and they were still a little mopping.

Zhou Shao looked at her constantly pulling her clothes, and she looked not very satisfied. She couldn't help but say, "Didn't this dress be worn yesterday? Are you a little late to be dissatisfied?"

Ling Xiaoxiao gave him a blank look: "Why is it still so long? I don't dare to walk normally."

"There is no way. My mother asked someone to borrow it from the troupe. She can only sew it and make it thinner. Then she can change it back. The length is not easy to change, and there is a piping underneath. It will be strange to put it in and look at it." Zhou Shao's robe also adjusted slightly, which made him look more beautiful.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked down and found that there was a piping at the bottom. But it was strange to look at it while dragging the ground... It would be not popular to have heightened sneakers, otherwise it would be better if you put them on a little bit.

It was soon the two of them. They originally wanted their program to be on stage at the end, but the teacher in charge of rehearsal always felt that it was strange to set crosstalk as the last program, so they moved the program forward. Ling Xiaoxiao didn't care who they appeared, and Zhou Shao didn't care even more. What he wanted was to be on stage, which was already satisfied.

Ling Xiaoxiao carried her clothes and carefully went up the steps. When the host reported the show, someone had already gone up to the stage where the microphone rack was placed. They each held a microphone and walked up.

When the students from Class 9 saw them coming on stage and applauded desperately, the students from the two classes next to them also helped. The other classes were not sure about it, and the crosstalk was not spoken yet. The momentum was very good.

Ling Xiaoxiao was actually a little nervous. She was just an ordinary little girl before and after rebirth. She was even more ordinary in her previous life and had never performed on stage. This was the first time she stood in front of so many people to show herself. Looking at Zhou Shao, who was a little nervous on the side, Ling Xiaoxiao felt that she should relax, otherwise both of them would be nervous, and today's crosstalk would definitely not be effective.

Putting the microphone into the microphone stand and adjusting the height as if it was similar. Ling Xiaoxiao secretly adjusted her breathing during the process, trying to relax and feel Ling Xiaoxiao's rhythm. Zhou Shao, who was standing beside her, also relaxed. The two of them looked at each other and were ready to start.

"Student Zhou, do you know why I told you that it is better to stand here and say crosstalk?"

"Why?"

"It's easy to say! The teacher arranged for people to applaud. Look, we applauded loudly as soon as we got on the stage. As soon as we spoke, there must be applause again."

The beginning was different from before. The students in Class 9 were listening carefully. When they heard the two of them asking for applause on the stage, they quickly applauded again. The lines behind them were slowly connected. After all, it was not the first time that the two of them said it. The changes were not big. The more they said it, the better the condition. The lines they had changed, and the more they were, the more they were, the more they were, the more they were, the more they were, the more they were, the more they were, the more they were, the more they were, the more they were, the more boasted. In conjunction with their expressions and tone, there were booing in the audience. Many students were happy while throwing the glow sticks in their hands onto the stage.

Of course, at the end, Ling Xiaoxiao still did not forget to tell the story that this story was purely fictional, and then, the students were not buying it and threw away a bunch of glow sticks, which ended up with warm applause.

Ling Xiaoxiao walked behind Zhou Shao, thinking about the atmosphere just now and the zero mistakes between the two of them, and they felt a little proud. As soon as they were proud, they forgot to look at their feet and also forgot to pull the hem of their clothes. When they stepped down the steps, they almost fell down. If Zhou Shao hadn't turned around and held her in time, she would have rolled down from the steps. But that's the case, Ling Xiaoxiao still twisted one foot, and it felt very painful with a little force.

Zhou Shao held her and looked at her feet nervously: "Are you okay? How about your feet? Can you still walk? I'll help you sit on the chair over there for a while."

Ling Xiaoxiao moved her ankles a little, feeling that there should be no problem with her bones, so she felt a little relieved: "Please help me there and then ask Brother Zhen to come to the backstage."

Zhou Shao held her hands and tried not to force her feet. After a few steps, the two of them walked for a long time: "You sit for a while, I'll go find Brother Zhen."
Chapter completed!