A female teacher sat behind the table and ignored the noise. She asked Jiang Ning:

"Hello, come to sign in?"

"Well, Class 8, Grade 2, Jiang Ning, the show is [Marsing Star]." He said.

After finishing speaking, he stepped into the room. This classroom was slightly larger, almost the same as a university lecture hall, and could accommodate a hundred people.

The second generals of Hengha, Luo Jun and Gu Tao from Class 11, Grade 2, were standing on the desk, holding up microphones made of rolled textbooks, and were speaking loudly:

"The first time they canceled Pang Jiao's show, I didn't speak out because I'm not Pang Jiao!"

"The second time they canceled my show, you didn't speak up because you are not me!"

His voice contains strong emotions, inspiring and alerting the world.

He continued his speech: "The third time..."

Wu Xiaoqi was holding a basketball and sitting alone in a corner. He shouted loudly: "The third time, the remaining programs are all qualified. They will not cancel it anymore."

Luo Jun and Gu Tao were furious and wished they could organize a funeral for Wu Xiaoqi right now, a grand ceremony!

Jiang Ning randomly found a seat and sat down. There were a few men and women scattered nearby, including Wu Yunzhi, a freshman in high school, Lan Zichen, and a little further away, Shang Wanqing.

There are several girls chatting, and listening to their chat records, they should be senior high school students.

A girl said: "Shanshan, you have spent too much time on this program. I still think the college entrance examination is more important."

The girl named Shanshan has a good appearance and a long braid. Her temperament is like that of the girl next door, but she also contains a spirit that cannot be underestimated.

Shanshan stared at the protesting group in front of her and felt suffocated. She calmed down and said, "The college entrance examination is indeed important, but I don't want to look back on my high school years in the future and find that my memories are all about studying from dawn to dusk."

The girl lamented: "Shanshan, you are too idealistic. I have seen too many examples. My cousin went to 985 University and was able to go to a large company for an internship during the summer and learn a lot of knowledge. My sister only had a second degree and could only work in a shopping mall during the summer.

"

"But, hey, everyone has his own ambitions." The girl didn't insist anymore.

Another girl said: "Speaking of summer jobs, there is a very funny thing. My brother went to work in a factory during the summer, and ended up meeting a classmate who dropped out of junior high school. That classmate also became a supervisor."

The braided Shanshan finally spoke, with certainty in her words: "He may be a supervisor in the factory for the rest of his life, but your brother is different. From now on, your brother..."

Jiang Ning said: "Your brother will find another factory to work."

As soon as he said this, the three girls nearby all looked at him.

Jiang Ning moved her face away and said no more.

…

As time passed, several more students came to the talent gathering room.

After Cui Yu and Guo Kunnan signed in, they quickly came to the back row. He found Jiang Ning and said the first sentence:

"Jiang Ning, your Xingxingzi has met his opponent!"

Guo Kunnan was equally solemn: "It is rumored that there are people with programs similar to yours, or even one dimension beyond yours!"

"Oh? Who is it?"

Cui Yudao: "She is Li Shanyue, and it is rumored that she will perform a fire dance at the New Year's Day party!"

Jiang Ning was surprised: "Mai Shiranui?"

Cui Yu winked: "Yes!"

In fact, he didn't know whether it was the sexy and hot fire dance.

Jiang Ning said calmly: "You need talent to act. First of all, the COS is not up to par."

At least, according to Jiang Ning's observation, there are very few girls in No. 4 Middle School who are qualified.

Cui Yu: "Come on Jiang Ning, don't let us in Class 8 be suppressed by a woman!"

Guo Kunnan: "Yes, just in case of an accident, Cui Yu and I have prepared our own special show."

Cui Yu looked fascinated: "I heard that Li Shanyue is a senior in high school. Alas, although it is old bacon, if it is cooked well, it will still be very delicious."

He smacked his lips, quite obscenely.

Cui Yu looked around and said, "I don't know when Li Shanyue will arrive. I really want to get a glimpse of her real body."

The girl next to her named Shanshan couldn't help but said: "I am the person you are talking about."

Cui Yu stared at the braid with a frozen expression: "Um, are you Li Shanyue?"

"I'm not Li Shanyue." Twist said.

Cui Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "If you scare me, then call me Maowa!"

Jiang Shanyue said: "My name is Jiang Shanyue."

Cui Yu's expression changed again: "Sister Jiang, my appreciation for you has nothing to do with your last name, so hello Jiang Shanyue, let's get acquainted again."

Jiang Shanyue shut up. How could there be such shameless people in this school?

At this time, Wanqing, a green tea merchant in the first grade of high school, caught a glimpse of all this, and there was a gap between her and Jiang Shanyue.

At this moment, her eyes flashed with inspiration, and she suddenly coldly snorted:

"Is Jiang Shanyue someone you can call by her first name? She is an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage, a calligrapher, a painter, and an independent woman... This name is too heavy. You cannot bear all the sacrifices behind this name. Please call her respectfully,

Teacher Jiang, thank you!"
Chapter completed!