I Am the Sister of the School Grass

They discussed it to the end and decided to dance, but not the same jazz dance as the previous year.

It was a classical dance that was friendly to newcomers.

That kind of dance was easy for newcomers to get started with. The girls wore fairy-like embroidered gauze skirts, and the stage effect was very good.

Yunyan looked at the video on Zhang Qiaoqiao’s phone and thought it was not too difficult.

She should be able to learn in more than ten days.

After they were done, Cheng Li walked with Fang Yunyan and Fang Zheng.

He sighed, “You didn’t see the eyes of Teacher Liu when he looked at me just now. It looked like he wanted to come to discuss it with me.”

Fang Yunyan was happy, the corners of her lips rose, her eyebrows curved, she said, “It’s good for you to recite.”

Cheng Li was so proud that he couldn’t help performing again.

He had practiced both recitation and speech.

Accompanied by the cadence of the boy’s recitation, several people walked out of the school gate and waved goodbye.

None of them noticed that under the shade of the tree at the school gate, Lao Liu was communicating with a student’s parent.

Lao Liu looked at the direction Cheng Li was walking in with admiration in his eyes.

On Friday morning, the program pre-selection form for each class was recorded, and Class 7 actually signed up for two programs.

One was in dance, and the other was Cheng Li’s recitation of “The Song of the Stormy Petrel”.

Cheng Li: “…”

He felt that Lao Liu had misunderstood him.

In the process, this person had the tolerance cultivated by a wealthy family as the heir, and he couldn’t be stage-frightened under any circumstances.

If he quit, it would be too embarrassing.

He must bite the bullet!

Cheng Li’s face was normal, but he was speechless and tearful in his heart.

After Wu Su read the program schedule, he was stunned.

Brother Zheng went to dance an ancient style dance, and President Cheng went to recite “The Song of the Stormy Petrel”?!

He just played basketball, and the world had become a fantasy.

Cheng Li said to Wu Su, “I feel that I have contracted the sand sculpture emoji package of Class 7.”

Wu Su patted him on the shoulder, “Brother, let’s go.” 

After a while, Wu Su said, “Brother Cheng, today is the deadline for the selection of the class flower, right?”

Cheng Li nodded, “Yes, at twelve o’clock today. Brother Zheng has been observing the data. Yunyan has more votes than the girl with red nails. More than double, the class flower must be her.”

Since the exposure of Guangya’s use of the name of God Y, the number of votes on her side had basically not increased much.

This Friday, the few girls who were not as good as her in the past all got more votes than her.

Guangya, who was originally ranked second, had now become at the bottom.

And Yunyan had been sitting firmly on the throne.

In fact, her votes had continued to grow ever since the problem was cleared on Wednesday morning.

Those who voted for Guangya because of God Y’s halo, now also voted for Yunyan in order to compensate.

The hacker that Fang Zheng requested for help was basically not busy anymore.

At twelve o’clock noon, Yunyan won the first place with an overwhelming number of votes and became the flower of the second grade in No. 1 High School!

Tong Qiu was even happier than Yunyan herself, “A grade flower! Yunyan is really our grade flower!”

Other classmates also came over to congratulate Yunyan.

Zhang Qiaoqiao said: “The girls in Class 7 finally have a face!”

Yunyan: “…”

They were happy there, while Fang Zheng received a message.

Hacker: “Two clear.”

As soon as Fang Zheng’s ‘um’ was sent, he saw that ‘You are no longer a friend of the other party…’.

Fang Zheng: “…”

The number of views and posts of the forum posts in recent days was almost several times that of the same time the previous year.

Except for the grade flower vote, the popularity of other posts from low to high was-

[Hahaha, have you seen the seventh class program? Cheng Li is going to recite “The Song of the Stormy Petrel” by himself.]

Landlord: I really want to interview Cheng Li!

[Tell me it’s not a hallucination! Will our school grass perform a dance?!]

Landlord: I envy the students of Class 7 who are going to dance together. Jealousy turned me into a lemonade.

[God Y did not open the live broadcast yesterday and the day before yesterday! The next day without Y God, I miss her.]

Landlord: Burning incense and bathing sincerely and praying that God Y will broadcast live today.

There was also a post the previous day, [The first day of live broadcast without Y God, I miss her. ]

Between classes, Yunyan and Tong Qiu got together to browse the forum.

Then, Yunyan watched helplessly as Tong Qiu replied in the post of [God Y].

One hundred and twenty-first floor: I devoutly swear that if God Y opens live today, I’ll not eat spicy sticks for a month.

After Tong Qiu finished posting, she saw Yunyan’s indescribable eyes.

“What’s wrong, Yunyan?”

Yunyan thought for a while, and only said three words, “You said that.”

Tong Qiu was puzzled, she scratched her head, “Ah?”

Yunyan said, “Hurry up and finish today’s spicy strips, otherwise you may not have a chance to eat this month.”

Tong Qiu: “…”

Yunyan didn’t broadcast live these few nights because she accompanied Fang Zheng to the class to perform that ancient dance.

In fact, it was mainly Fang Zheng, and Yunyan was recording the time nodes on the side.

It was half past nine when they finished their work. Yunyan took a shower and came out to do some homework before going to bed and totally forgot about the live streaming.

The next day was Saturday, the school did not make up classes, so she could sleep a little longer.