"Is there a problem?" Jiang Shuiyuan instantly felt that his face was blown by the biting cold wind, and he felt a pain like a knife cut.?                                            �

? After a while, Fang Dongmei said coldly: "You are the most things! How many training sessions are there? Either you are asking for leave today or you are absent tomorrow. The Premier of the State Council is not as busy as you! Look at Pu Xiaoxiang, you still have to attend classes, participate in club activities, and still have to compete. They have not missed a class in one class. Why do you have so many things? In the past, when I was training, I pinched my nose and endured it. Unexpectedly, there were still problems when the competition was about to end. What do you want? Solve the problem yourself!"

Jiang Shuiyuan silently complained in his heart: If I can solve the problem by myself, then is the problem still a problem?

Seeing that the atmosphere in the house was a little stiff, Pu Xiaoxiang quickly explained: "Aunt Fang, I heard that the final of the Chinese Studies Difficulty Selection Competition will be held next Saturday morning. Jiang Shuiyuan is the main player, so it is naturally difficult to miss it-"

"Is it important for other Chinese studies to compete in difficult competitions, but not our singing competitions?" Fang Dongmei's tone was very unkind.

Singing competitions are not as important as the Chinese studies competition! This is not Jiang Shuiyuan's own point of view, and the consensus of all middle school students in Huai'an Prefecture. The most utilitarian and realistic reason is that the champion of the Chinese studies competition can go to the province to participate in the competition, and the names and photos can be hung on the club wall, becoming the object of admiration for countless juniors and sisters. Even if they only get the runner-up, they are worthy of writing into the archives, which adds a lot of color to the future college entrance examination admissions. When participating in the singing competition, what if you win the championship in the whole mansion? Could it be that the graduates in Huai'an Prefecture plan to be actors and actors?

Pu Xiaoxiang continued: "I'm not saying that the singing competition is not important, but I just think that the Chinese study difficult selection competition has reached the final stage. They have paid so much before, so they can't make it for Shan Jiuren, and they have lost all their efforts, right? More importantly, Jiang Shuiyuan is the main player of the debate team and the soul of the team. Whether he plays directly depends on the victory or defeat of the game. Whether it is public or private, Jiang Shuiyuan cannot give up, and probably he is unwilling to give up. Now that things have come to this, Aunt Fang should not be embarrassed by him. I'd better think about how to solve this problem?"

Jiang Shuiyuan thought for the first time that Pu Xiaoxiang was really good. Not only was he good-looking, but he also knew how to consider others.

"It turns out that the girl is outgoing. It's nothing, and her elbows start to turn out?" Fang Dongmei's face turned warmer, she began to joke with Pu Xiaoxiang, and then asked Jiang Shuiyuan seriously, "What are you planning?"

"I think Pu Xiaoxiang has a good image and better sing. She can be alone and doesn't need me as a green leaf to accompany her. If possible, can I change the program to Pu Xiaoxiang's female solo?" Seeing Fang Dongmei's face unchanged, Jiang Shuiyuan hurriedly explained: "Teacher Fang, it's not that I want to escape in the last round, but it's really impossible to move away! You see, the Chinese studies competition has to go to the designated location at around 7 o'clock in the morning to register for the lottery draw, and then there is two hours of preparation time. The competition officially starts at 10 o'clock. The competition lasts an hour, and it's eleven o'clock when the competition ends. But the end of the competition does not mean that the debater can leave the venue freely, because there are comments from judges, audience interaction and other aspects. Maybe there will be awards on the spot. This is tossing on the left and tossing on the right, and the time has passed in the morning, and I can't get time to participate in the singing competition!"

Fang Dongmei frowned: "Don't your debate team have substitutes? Let the substitutes come on! Without you, butcher Zhang, they will eat pigs?"

Jiang Shuiyuan smiled bitterly and said, "There are naturally substitutes, but the reason why the substitutes are substitutes is that their strength is a little worse than that of the official players. Now the game has entered the final stage, and everyone has passed five levels and beat six players. They have experienced many battles and are very experienced. The strength between them is almost the same. The chance of winning or losing may be the performance of someone in the team. Now that they change players at the last minute, isn't it a way to die?"

"You also know that changing the generals at the last minute is a way to die? Then do you still let Pu Xiaoxiang play a one-man show?" Fang Dongmei was both stern.

Jiang Shuiyuan suppressed his temperament and said in detail: "Although both are competitions, the competition is very different from the competition! A singing competition can be performed by one person, a duet, or even a chorus of thirty or fifty people. There is no certain rule in the number of people. It is not the case if the Chinese study is difficult! It is required to be a team of four people, and one is indispensable. In the competition, the four people have a clear division of labor, but they must work closely together. If you are not careful, you will be full of searches..."

"You just don't want to participate in a singing competition, right?"

"No, no, no, Teacher Fang, of course I want to participate in the competition!" Jiang Shuiyuan immediately shouted injustice, "The key is that time does not allow it!"

Jiang Shuiyuan's answer was exactly the same as "Money is not a problem, the key is not money." Fang Dongmei was also angry with his scoundrel and didn't say anything for a long time. Pu Xiaoxiang was afraid that they would quarrel again, so she immediately smoothed out: "We all know that you want to participate in the Chinese studies difficult competition, but time is like the position on the bus, and there will always be a squeeze. Moreover, from the time you go on stage to the end of the singing competition, it only takes ten minutes to complete. Can't you even squeeze out ten minutes?"

"I'm afraid of delaying your performance..." Jiang Shuiyuan said this, but he was murmured in his heart: What? It takes less than ten minutes to have a singing competition? That's because you didn't count the messy time of changing clothes, makeup, and waiting! Moreover, it's a whole three or four kilometers from the Fuli Museum of Literature and History to the Cultural and Art Center, and you have to pass through the downtown area in the middle. There are many people on weekends, and if you get a little blocked, you may not be able to deal with it in three or five ten minutes!

It's like taking a plane. It only takes two or three hours to fly from the imperial capital to Shanghai. But if you count the time to catch a bus, take a bus, check, wait, get off the station, buy tickets, and take the airport bus to the city, you may not be able to catch a five or six hours. This is still the case when the plane flight is not delayed!

Fang Dongmei seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world: "You are also afraid of delaying the performance? I heard it right?"

"If you are afraid of delaying our performance, then be clean and neat. As soon as the Chinese studies difficult competition ends, we will run out quickly. We are waiting for you at the entrance of the Hall of the Museum of Literature and History!" Pu Xiaoxiang calculated with his fingers: "The singing competition officially started at 9:00 in the morning. A total of 17 middle schools in the palace sent teams to participate. According to the calculation of each program for 8 to 10 minutes, the competition must be at least half past 11:30. Aunt Fang, you are a judge. It is easy to make a little interruption in the middle, say something or something, and it is easy to delay until twelve o'clock!

"The Jiangshuiyuan competition ends at 11 o'clock. At that time, I will ask a car to wait at the door, and as soon as I come out, I will go straight to the Cultural and Art Center. I will put on makeup, change clothes and other things in the car, so that I can go on stage directly as soon as I get there. Of course, the most important thing is to ask Aunt Fang, you can come forward and help rank our program to the bottom or the second to last, so that the plan can be implemented!"

"Are you sure you want to rank the show to the last or second?" Fang Dongmei asked with a glance, but she didn't regard adjusting the show order as a big deal, and she didn't know how capable she was.

"Yeah!" Pu Xiaoxiang nodded with certainty: "The second to last is Jiang Shuiyuan's lucky number. His program was second to last at the New Year's Day party before, and he won the championship in the whole game. This time, if he ranked first to last or second, he would definitely win the first place in the competition!"

"Just make a fuss! I'm too lazy to care about you." Fang Dongmei said angrily, "But I would like to remind you that it is best to walk around the outer ring road when you take a bus, and don't go to the city! There are too many people and cars on weekends, and if you are not careful, you will be blocked on the road. If you really want to block on the road, even if Aunt Fang is worn out, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you!"

"I know Aunt Fang is the best!" Pu Xiaoxiang smiled like a flower, holding Fang Dongmei's waist and acting coquettishly. The two women were graceful and luxurious, while the other was bright and charming, but they hugged each other. Even though Jiang Shuiyuan had been with them for so many classes, he had a premonition of bleeding from nose when he saw this.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, it's a big girl, and it's still so big or small. Didn't you see a big light bulb next to it? I don't know how to be ashamed!" Fang Dongmei saw Jiang Shuiyuan's face turned red, and her eyes were straight, and she couldn't help but pat Pu Xiaoxiang lightly.
Chapter completed!