Before the sports meeting, the midterm exam scores came down. Ling Xiaoxiao moved forward a few more places this time. Although she was still a little anxious, she knew she had to come a little bit. Thinking about the results of the Olympics, the students from No. 8 Middle School could basically get extra points. Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that she would never love her again.

When we were in the second year of high school, everyone was not as excited as the sports meet in the first year of high school, especially the class had a few generals, and I knew nothing was better to look forward to.

This time in the entrance uniform, Zhou's mother brought a lot of Zhongshan outfits from the troupe from the Republic of China. Everyone was dressed as students of the Republic of China, and they were still beautiful and eye-catching with shoes, hats and shapes.

Liu Yanqing had a fierce face in the teacher's team. Looking at the envious gazes of his colleagues around him, his big belly was particularly imposing. He deeply felt that he should give Liu Haitao a few hundred yuan and buy more delicious food to reward these students who gave him a face.

For the sake of Ling Xiaoxiao's transfer, almost everyone in the second year of high school was aware of it. Therefore, at this sports meeting, Liu Haitao handed over the logistics of class to Ling Xiaoxiao. When he handed it over to Ling Xiaoxiao, he kept winking, which made Ling Xiaoxiao particularly want to kick him.

Ling Xiaoxiao's thick skin has increased significantly this year. She stood at the terminal with Jiang Zizhuo's coat, towel, and a bottle of mineral water. She could completely ignore everyone's gaze and focus on the distance where she could not see clearly.

During the three-day sports meeting, Ling Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zizhuo provided logistics for each other. The ambiguous heartbeat from last year had already been written into each other's hearts. Now they have more understanding and tacit understanding of each other's eyes.

Brother Zhen held the points table every day, calculating how much higher the total score in Class 9 is than the second place. The more he calculated, the more he couldn't hide the smile on Brother Zhen's face. For this reason, Yue Pingjun lived a good life for a few days, and was dizzy every day by Brother Zhen's smile.

"Do you know? This year's Art Festival is a very famous tap dance troupe in the international world." Zhou Shao touched behind Ling Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zizhuo at some point.

"Tap Dance Team?" Ling Xiaoxiao was a little confused: "Can the dance team come to our art festival?"

Zhou Shao laughed: "Of course. The partners invited by our No. 8 Middle School every year are different. Last year, the brother schools in Goryeo were the least famous among the partners invited in the past years."

"Oh. So." Ling Xiaoxiao was not very interested in these things: "There shouldn't be that long for this kind of dance troupe to come, right?"

"This is true, it is said that this dance troupe can only stay in Bincheng for one week, and then it will go to Beijing and Shanghai Stock Exchange to perform." Zhou Shao has already figured out the details of the art festival.                                                                                                    �

"Every year's art festivals are mysterious and will not be announced until the last moment. However, we should not be asked to serve as a reception this year, right?" Ling Xiaoxiao is concerned about this now.

Zhou Shao smiled and patted her shoulder sympathetically: "The reason why we haven't mentioned these things in our second year of high school is because the students you received last year have experience and can go directly to the stage this year."

Ling Xiaoxiao:...

She looked at the malicious smile on the corner of Zhou Shao's mouth, and she felt that the other party was here to tell her this! This person was still as annoying as ever!

Jiang Zizhuo also knew about this in advance. She knew that Ling Xiaoxiao didn't care about the honor that outsiders valued very much. Therefore, in order to make her feel better for several days, he had never mentioned this. Now, seeing Ling Xiaoxiao's confirmation eyes falling on him, he could only nod helplessly.

Although Ling Xiaoxiao was a little helpless, she was mentally prepared. Fortunately, it was only a week, and all the people who came were adults, not students! Ling Xiaoxiao comforted herself so much in her heart.

The sports meet and the art festival are seamlessly connected. Because of the tight time, all performance projects are arranged in the gymnasium. She is still with Park Mi-hye. The two are responsible for several members of the dance troupe.

This time, the tap dance troupe came to a European team, all of which were adults, and they were cheerful and generous with Europeans. Of course, the more important point is that everyone speaks English. Ling Xiaoxiao finally doesn't have to think that she is an outsider this time.

Jiang Zizhuo and the first-year senior year are still the same as last year. He is responsible for receiving the leaders. Because Huang Xin is pregnant, it is the first three months when the problem is most likely to occur. Therefore, he did not participate in this art festival throughout the whole process.

The time is short and there are many projects. Ling Xiaoxiao is still as tired as the last time. However, after the art troupe went out of the Shanghai Stock Exchange, Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that her oral skills had reached a new level. This was an unexpected gain. Sure enough, English cannot be practiced by yourself.

"How is this time? Is it as hard as last time?" On the weekend of the Art Festival, No. 8 Middle School rarely gave a full-day holiday to the boarding student.

"Fortunately, there is not as much thing as last time, and these people have good personalities." Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Jiang Zizhuo with a yawn: "What are you going to do today?"

Jiang Zizhuo has found that Ling Xiaoxiao has been very forgot about her recently. She had made an appointment with Huang Xin a few days ago. In a blink of an eye, the girl forgot about it.

"I'm going to Sister Xin's place today. Brother Han asked us to go as early as possible so that we can stay with Sister Xin for a while." Huang Xin was almost depressed every day when she was locked up at home.

"Oh, yes, I'm going to Sister Xin's place, but Brother Zhen and the others have not come out yet." Ling Xiaoxiao has been confused these days. Every time she celebrates the art festival, she is as if she has a skin.

Jiang Zizhuo took her hand and walked out slowly: "They will take Pingjun and come over together later. Let's go there first. Sister Xin is probably already anxious."

After not seeing her for half a month, Huang Xin seemed to have gained weight again. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at her round and chubby face and always felt that Xu Mohan would not be able to lock her at home like this.

"Brother Han, the doctor didn't tell you that pregnant women should exercise more. Will this be more conducive to childbirth? Moreover, Sister Xin has gained so much weight in the past few months, and her weight will lose control in the later stages."

Xu Mohan also knew these truths, but he was worried: "I would accompany her for a walk in the community every day when I came back from work. Xinxin was already thin and she was not fat at all."

"How come it's nothing? If you get fat too fast, the fetus will be too big. It will be very difficult to give birth. Aren't you afraid of any accidents when Sister Xin gave birth?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Xu Mohan and started to take strong medicine.

How could she not be afraid! Xu Mohan's face suddenly changed a little ugly: "During the prenatal examination, the doctor also said that she seemed to be a little fatter, so what should I do?"

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Xu Mohan speechlessly, and he asked her if this seventeen-year-old girl is suitable!
Chapter completed!