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After school in the afternoon, Zhang Jin came to the office and found Teacher Wang.

"Zhang Jin, what's the matter with me?" Teacher Wang looked at him in surprise.

Zhang Jin opened the door to see the mountain and said, "Teacher Wang, I have something to ask about your opinions, it is about the school National Day performance show."

"Haven't you already said this? For the study considerations of our classmates, our class will not participate."

"But the same is the third year. Why can other classes participate?"

Zhang Jin did not show that he knew the attitude of the inside at the beginning. He had to have a gradual adaptation process. Otherwise, what should I do if Mr. Wang blown up?

He came to get this matter, not to mess up!

"Maybe the teachers in their class don't care about the student's academic performance." Teacher Wang carried the tea cup into the trash can inadvertently. "Besides, your own performance is unclear, the countdown is the second in the whole year,

Fortunately, compare with other class, why isn't it better than grades? "

Zhang Jin carefully worded: "Teacher Wang, the reason is not just because of this?"

"What do you mean?" A move in Teacher Wang's hand, turned his head to look at him.

"I learned some news from Yuan Hua ..."

"You ..." Teacher Wang said subconsciously, but he stopped and turned around to see the surroundings. Other teachers were either who had already returned home or was still in the classroom. At present, there are only two of them in the office.

Zhang Jin knew what the other party was worried, so he said, "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, there are no third people inside and outside."

Teacher Wang ignored him, walked to the door to look outside, then closed the door, turned to pull him to the window away from the door, and said seriously: "What did Yuan Hua say to you?"

"You were caught by the head of the handle." Zhang Jin reminded him obscure.

Teacher Wang's face changed, and after a while, he scolded: "Yuan Hua, a long tongue woman, said that it would be secretly confidential and did not tell others, it was less than half a month!"

What is the purpose of this matter, let me, as long as I can consider it if it is not too much. "

"Actually nothing, I just want to ask about the National Day party, can Qiu Ya really can't come to power?" Zhang Jin said.

Teacher Wang frowned, and seemed to be relieved again, shook his head and said, "How can you a virtue with Charlotte? Forget it, you can understand it during adolescence!

Also considerate the teacher? OK? "

Zhang Jin asked some doubt: "Can't you reconcile with the teachings? Besides, why is the grievance between you and him, why is it involved in Qiuya?"

Teacher Wang looked at the students who were out of the window? Hesitated for a long time? "This is not a secret. Teacher Li, the wife of the director, also wants to participate in this evaluation title? We have only one place in our grade. He has already made some other senior senior ones.

Teacher, and young teachers are not qualified to be able to compete with Teacher Li? I have been caught again. Now as long as Mr. Li's class can show his color at this National Day party, he gave him a good place.

Reasons for your wife. "

Which teacher Li is? Zhang Jin didn't have an impression at all, so he asked, "Teacher Wang, if you haven't caught the handle? Can you fight for Teacher Li?"

"Aren't you nonsense? What can I give gifts if you can win?" Teacher Wang glanced at him angrily.

"If Teacher Li's class is not outstanding at this National Day party, will you lose this place?"

"Of course not, even if Teacher Li gave me the quota, I dare not pick it up! Only she can get this place in the whole grade.

Then the name is just right. "

Zhang Jin counted it, and suddenly said, "That is to say, no matter what you do? Teacher Li can't lose this place, what are you afraid of? Let Qiuya take the stage to perform, just be disgusted with the teaching director."

"I'm not stupid? Why should I take the initiative to anger him and let him make him public at a furiousness!" Teacher Wang didn't take it for granted? "Besides? He still uses Qiu Ya? I have a way!

"

Seeing a trace of proud of Mr. Wang's face, Zhang Jin's head flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Do you plan to let Character come to the stage to perform?"

Teacher Wang was a little confused, and the folding fan in his hand knocked on his shoulders: "Yes, the melon seeds react quickly. If you use it in learning, you are not this kind of unsure."

There was another idea in Zhang Jin's heart, saying, "Teacher Wang, since you have intended to send Charlotte to perform on stage.

"Double disgusting him? What show, listen!" Teacher Wang was very interested.

When he returned home from the school, Zhang Jin put off the fast food packed, took out the five -line spectrum he just bought in the store, and wrote things on the book while eating dinner.

After talking to Teacher Wang, the other party agreed to his proposal and allowed his ideas to be realized.

Although Qiu Ya still had no way to perform on stage, he could participate in the performance of the National Day party in another way.

This can not only ensure the completion of Qiu Ya's wish, enhance his image in Qiu Ya's heart, but also avoid the contradiction between Mr. Wang and the director of the teaching, and to challenge the authority of the other party.

As long as the teaching director is not challenged in front, the other party dares not to make Mr. Wang's handle public.

In the words of Teacher Wang, we must really make the fish dead, and it may be that he and the teaching director will be fired first. This school will not only give him a gift.

After half an hour, Zhang Jin, who had dinner, also copied the tune on the five -line score.

This is a well -known light music in his mind. It comes from the theme song of the same name from an anime theater version. It can be said that it is the classic memory of his generation of anime fans.

In the era when the computer had not yet popularized the family, after the entrance examination, he hid in the corner of the Internet cafes and watched the high -definition stolen anime. The soft and melodious music came from the headphones.

Second -hand smoke ...

It all became the memory that he couldn't forget that summer!

After busy this, Zhang Jin started his homework. The three -door main lesson and comprehensive paper. Although they did not need to handle it to the teacher, they would put it in the classroom to explain, but he still completed it seriously in order to put knowledge as soon as possible to know the knowledge as soon as possible as soon as possible

Point all to master the memory.

the next day.

After Zhang Jin came to the classroom, he found Qiu Ya as soon as possible and told the other party about the results of talking to Teacher Wang yesterday.

Hearing this news, Qiu Ya's eyes were bright, and a surprise smile appeared on his face: "Really? Can I really perform on the stage at the National Day party?"

"It is impossible to take office, but the performance is fine."

"Ah! Can't you come to power?" Qiu Ya seemed a little lost.

If you can't perform with the attention, what is the meaning of the performance, it is better to play the piano at home and freely.

Zhang Jin said with a smile: "Although you can't come to power, it does not mean that you can't perform with the attention. You can rest assured that I will definitely make this National Day party the most glorious performance of your high school age!"

Qiu Ya's heart is delicate, and naturally knows why Zhang Jin takes care of herself so much, which girl does not like to be held by the stars?

She smiled at her: "Thank you! Actually, I can perform at the National Day party, I am already satisfied!"

"This is the song to be performed at your National Day party. After returning home, practice well." Zhang Jin handed a five -line spectrum in his hand to her.

Qiu Ya took the book and opened a glance, and looked up at him in surprise: "Hey! I don't seem to hear this song, is it the new work of the music master? And why is it the spectrum of the ensemble?

Human performance? "

Zhang Jinxiao said: "This is the song I wrote for your performance this time. You can solve or ensemble.

"This is the way you said before that Mr. Wang agreed to let me perform? Who is the person who entered with me? Charlotte?"

"Not him."

"Who is that?"

"Far in the sky and near the eyes."

"You?" Qiu Ya blinked his eyes, showing a little surprise on his face, his mouth opened slightly, "I didn't hear that you can musical instruments!"

Zhang Jinxiao said: "Have you ever heard that I would compose, and I haven't heard of it? I am relatively low -key. When I was in high school and high school, I was practicing concentrated in high school.

But now in the third year of high school, if you do n’t stand up and show your hands, my high school life will spend it blandly. In the future, it will become a youth that is not commemorated in the future. I do n’t want to be like that! "

Qiuya nodded: "What kind of musical instrument will you play? Xiao's piano, what else is the guitar?"

"Dongxiao." Zhang Jin said.

"Dongxiao? Wow, that's the traditional musical instrument with the flute!" Qiu Ya was stunned, "I didn't expect you to blow flute!"

At this time, Zhang Yang, who was Zhang Yang, had a school uniform on his shoulders, and walked in with a cup of soy milk in his hand. When he was ready to return to his seat in the second row, he suddenly heard the surprise of Qiu Ya next to him.

When it changed, a sip of soy milk was sprayed out!

He couldn't care about the soy milk juice on his body, turned his head and looked at Zhang Jin and Qiu Ya weirdly: "Early in the morning, I did not expect you to discuss this kind of problem!"

"Huh?" Qiu Ya didn't understand his expression, discussing what is worth a fuss about traditional instruments?

Looking at Qiu Ya's face, Zhang Yang showed a envy and jealousy look at Charlotte, and returned to his seat with a "ah" sound.

Meng Te at the same table looked at the soymilk juice on Zhang Yang's face, took out the paper towels and wiped him with a distress: "You see you don't pay attention to the image, the clothes are dirty ..."

"Wing Xing, I'm here!" Zhang Yang captured the paper towel in his hand.

Zhang Jin and Qiu Ya talked a few words on performances, and the class bell and Ma Dongmei arrived at the same time.

"Early! Qiu Ya, Zhang Jin, what are you talking about?"

Ma Dongmei had just finished training in the morning, sweating with a hot head, throwing the school uniform on the chair, and putting four meat bags on the table, rolling the two trousers to heat the calf, and then sat in Malaysia to sit until

On the seat.

"Eat?" She picked up the meat bag on the table and asked the two.

"No, thank you." Zhang Jin waved his hand and turned around and walked towards his seat.

Qiu Ya touched Ma Dongmei and reminded: "Dongmei, it's already in class."

"It's okay ..." Ma Dongmei waved his hand habitually, and then thought of something, immediately put all the buns in his hand in the mouth, quickly received the remaining three of the drawers.

"Dong Mei, you're careful not to be stunned." Qiu Ya was worried about seeing her such a big meat bag, and she was worried about her.

"It's okay, I can do both of them!" Ma Dongmei said unclearly, and took out his own water cup gurgling.

Qiu Ya was stunned, and it was difficult for her to have such a bold way like a girl!

When Teacher Wang walked into the classroom, Ma Dongmei also swallowed his buns in his mouth.

"Ma Dongmei? In the first class of the morning, do you stretch your neck and look up at the ceiling? Are you going to wong the goose? Is it the song Xiang Xiang Tian Ge!" Teacher Wang ridiculed it casually.

The whole class laughed!

Teacher Wang knocked on the podium with a folding fan: "What are you laughing! You are still embarrassed to laugh at Ma Dongmei, and people are more relaxed to you from college than you! Don't be stunned, hurry up and take out the papers yesterday's homework!"

Time flies, and a week passes soon.

After the end of Friday afternoon, you can win a rare happy weekend time!

Zhang Jin didn't know if it was unique to this era without re -classes on Saturday in high school. Anyway, it made him feel very cool.

This Saturday is a primary and secondary school student singer competition, because the city's primary and secondary schools will send students to participate, divided into elementary school groups, junior high schools and high school groups.

"Dear classmates, then I will go back first. Let's stay to clean up." Charlotte leaned on the door of the classroom with a schoolbag and jacket, pointing to the classmates in the class.

, I am waiting for you! Especially you, Qiu Ya! "

"Go and go, hurry up without a lot of cleaning!" Ma Dongmei waved a broom and waved at Charlotte's face.

Charlotte quickly reached out to block the broom: "Ma Dongmei! Don't take the broom if you don't sweep the ground, and hurt my handsome face, how to come on stage tomorrow!"

"I think it's dirty on your face, don't leave, I'll sweep you!"

"Ma Dongmei, you remember to me!" Charlotte was swept away by the classroom by her.

"I remember, what can you do!?" Ma Dongmei's broom stood on the door of the classroom.

"Wait for me to be famous in the future, I will sign it for everyone, just don't sign you, I am angry with you!" Charlotte said.

Ma Dongmei dismissed: "I am so bad! Say like I am rare to your signature! When I become a sports star, I will not sign you, I will be angry with you!"

"Just you? Ma Dongmei, can you not be a sports star in the future, I don't know if you are at most cupping the sports masseur, and the star ... hey, hey, say something well, you put down the broom ... I warned ... I warned

You, I don’t have to beat you, I just don’t get vividly with the girl ... if you dare to do it, I will ... "

The chase of the two has attracted a lot of other classmates to watch!

"Charlotte, don't run with the ability!" Ma Dongmei shouted at the stairs.

"Am I running? I'm rushing home to prepare for tomorrow's game!" Charlotte rushed down the stairs with a smoky manner. After throwing a word, he had run out of the teaching building.