After Christmas, there are not many days left for the old thousand years. With the hope for the new thousand years and the horrific legend of the "millennial insect" leading to the end of the world, the students of No. 4 Middle School, together with the people of the world, are about to usher in the New Year's Day of the new thousand years.

New Year's Day is exactly Saturday. Together with the Sundays later, the stingy provincial key high schools finally opened their doors and prepared to have a weekend for all teachers and students in the school. The students who have been looking forward to it are naturally happy. Except for the three-day holiday on National Day, they have not played weekends for two consecutive months.

For New Year's Day, the traditional No. 4 Middle School does not hold school-wide celebrations as usual, but delegates all celebrations to each class, so that each class can do it themselves. On the afternoon before the holiday, usually after two classes in the afternoon, the class will no longer be held. The rest of the time is until before nine o'clock in the evening.

Of course, after the second class until 9 pm, there are at least five or six hours, and it is impossible to use them all for celebrations. The celebrations are usually three hours, from six to nine o'clock, which is equivalent to an hour in advance for evening self-study. As for the previous gap, it is usually used to decorate your classroom:

Put colorful and bright ribbons on the front, back, left and right corners of the classroom, make more than a dozen balloons, hang a big red lantern, debug the audio equipment used for singing karaoke, and re-place everyone's desks, surround all the desks into an oval, and free up space for teachers and students to perform programs... and so on.

As usual, the head teacher Xiao Jinsong handed it over to the class monitor Wu Wei to take full responsibility. Of course, Wu Wei could not be responsible for it alone. At noon, he called the literary and artistic committee member Sun Li, activists Tang Jian, Han Lin, Xu Jing, Zhou Shu and others to discuss the evening celebration. Wang Bo, as the "artistic and artistic brand" of Class 7 and even the entire No. 4 Middle School, was naturally among Wu Wei's invitations, asking him to give advice on how to make the evening activities rich and colorful, exciting and unforgettable.

In Wang Bo's impression, he had little impression of the New Year's Day party in Class 7. He was basically short of Chen Keshan. Everyone just circled their desks, drank drinks, peeled melon seeds, ate, and played the game of clicking drums and passing flowers. Unlucky guys performed the show. But ordinary unlucky guys could not perform any programs, and they could neither sing songs—singing nor sing in absurd manner, incomplete tone, playing the piano, playing the flute, or speaking crosstalk, and even playing acrobatics. In desperation, they could only blush, learn to bark, learn to rooster, and recite a few wrong poems to deal with the situation. Especially for some people with good academic performance, they basically had no talent. This was the most embarrassing time for them. However, those students with poor grades but wide hobbies could show a lot of attention at this moment.

He basically couldn't remember who had done what he had done and what he said in his three years of high school in his previous life. The only thing that impressed him and would never forget in his two lives was a can of filled Pepsi drink at the New Year's Day party in his first year of high school. It was the first time Wang Bo drank this dark brown liquid with bubbles in his life. He still remembers the feeling of countless bubbles in his cold mouth when he entered his mouth when countless bubbles jumped and burst on his tongue. It was like becoming an immortal, indescribable, and wonderful, comparable to the stimulation he received when he was the first time he had a woman in the clouds and rain!

However, this is only once! Wang Bo drank coke that he never had to eat, but in his memory, the smell of the can of Coke on the night of December 31, 1998, could never be found again. It was just as if he could never find the feeling of being the first woman when she was in the rain.

At the noon discussion, Wu Wei asked Wang Bo, a literary and artistic brand, to take the lead in the New Year's Day party in the evening, and perform more programs at that time, and don't be as unstoppable as last year.

Wang Bo said it was fine without even hesitation. He would go home to get the guitar later and be everyone's jukebox at night. Not only that, he would also accompany the people who want to sing.

Tang Jian and Han Lin cheered immediately, saying that they would also sing a song, and that Wang Bo would also ask them to accompany them with a guitar. Wang Bo waved his hand and agreed, just asked a few guys to tell him the song he wanted to sing in advance so that he would be familiar with the score in advance.

The preparations for the New Year’s Day party are nothing more than buying ribbons, balloons, debugging audio, and going to a large market or supermarket to purchase beverages and fruits. Wu Wei quickly assigned the task, and Wang Bo also assigned his own task, which is to work with Tang Jian to handle the audio equipment for singing. There is a 24-inch color TV in the classroom of Class 7, but it is impossible to have something like a speaker amplifier, and it needs to be borrowed from the homes of students with audio amplifiers. Last year, it was borrowed from Tang Jian’s home. Wu Wei also handed the task to Tang Jian this time and took Wang Bo to the side.

After the matter was finished, everyone was about to end, but Wang Bo asked Sun Li, Zeng Siqi, Han Lin, Zhou Shu and Xu Jing to stay for a while, saying that they would help if they had something to do.

"Boss, I want to help too!" Seeing this, Tang Jian raised his hand high.

"What's the matter, Wang Bo? Could it be that you want to magnify your tricks like the National Day show?" Wu Wei, who had already walked two steps, also stopped and said with a smile, looking at Wang Bo with a gossip.

"How can there be so many tricks? It's my private matter, and I need to ask for help. Wu Wei, Tang Jian, you can leave in advance if you have any questions." Wang Bo said.

"I have nothing to do! If the boss has something to do, I will naturally have to rush to the knife. I have no choice but to leave!" Tang Jian said proudly, "I am not willing to leave, I have to stay for help." Wu Wei also wanted to stay and explore Wang Bo's gossip, but she was not as shameless as Tang Jian, and she was not as good as Tang Jian. Han Lin and the others were familiar with Wang Bo. After waiting for a while, they saw that Wang Bo did not speak, so they had to leave in disappointment.

"Captain, can you tell me now?" Xiao Lajiao Xu Jing looked at Jin Xing and called Wang Bo what everyone called him when he was practicing dancing. Now there are four names for Wang Bo: Wang Bo, Brother Bo, Bo, Captain, and Wang Zi'an! The first four, the students in Class 7 call more, and the "stage name" behind them is often called by students from other classes.

"You stand closer!" Wang Bo hooked his finger and asked several people to get closer, "That's right, at night..."

After he told the few people he needed to help, whether it was Tang Jian, Han Lin, Zeng Siqi, the five girls, all opened their eyes wide and looked at him with an extremely surprised look.

"Captain, what you really did not use is a big trick. You are a nuclear weapon!" Zeng Siqi murmured, her eyes full of little stars.

"Brother Bo, can you not be so romantic? How can you find a boyfriend in the future if you do this?" Han Lin collapsed with an exaggerated expression.

"Liang Ya is so happy! I really envy her! Alas, I don't know if my boyfriend will treat me like this in the future!" Xu Jing looked like a slut.

"You dream!" Zhou Shu gave Xu Jing a blank look, then pulled Wang Bo's arm and began to act coquettishly, "No, captain, you can't let Liang Ya take all the good things, we have to take a sneak peek!"

Sun Li smiled without saying anything, but just looked at Wang Bo with a deep meaning.

"That's it! We need to have a look first!" After hearing Zhou Shu's actions, the other people reacted and immediately agreed to the noise.

Wang Bo didn't expect that the reaction of several guys was so big, and it was a bit surprising. After thinking about it, most people really couldn't do this trick. Money is a small matter, and talent and talent are the biggest difficulties. So Wang Bo became more looking forward to the effect at night.

"Oh, don't envy her! She doesn't know whether it's a surprise or a scare. I will only know after trying it! As for letting you have a sneak peek, what's the problem? Let's go to my house to get props and rehearse it. Let's tell you exactly what to do then so as not to get a few of you in a hurry!" Wang Bo said to the people.
Chapter completed!