Chapter 418： Prepare to perform (2)

Chapter 418 is ready to perform (2)

But how is it possible?

The new hatred and the old hatred add up, An Ruoyao hates Song Yao to death.

And now, who doesn't know that Song Yaoya is the boss of the third class? Everyone listens to her?

"Yaoyao, you--"

A flash of astonishment quickly rose in Song Jingwan's eyes. She took An Ruoyao's hand, "Don't mess around."

"Hey! What am I messing with? I'm just talking casually, don't take it seriously."

An Ruoyao knew her good friend, good-tempered and kind. If she knew it, she would probably feel guilty.

She was the only one who regarded Song Yaoyao as her younger sister.

If Song Yaoya were her younger sister, An Ruoyao would have cleaned her up!

"Really?"

Song Jingwan was dubious holding the skirt, but still refused to believe it.

"Oh my Miss Song! Of course it's true, do you think I just came in? Even if something goes wrong, they have offended too many enemies. What does it have to do with me? Isn't it allowed me to speak up? Addiction, curse it?"

An Ruoyao rolled her eyes and quickly pushed Song Jingwan into the cubicle.

"Change quickly, call me if it's not convenient, I'll be guarding outside."

In the compartment, Song Jingwan shook her long skirt and smiled.

That's best--

Let the curse come true.

*

At the same time, the men's locker room is much simpler.

Han Jun, who was driven off the shelves by the duck, had no partner, the stand-up comedy was just talking, he finally chose to sing a song.

I took a little more serious suit from home and put on it, and then I got some hair spray and scratched my hair.

Everything is done!

"Hey Brother Xun, I'm a little nervous, I'm so nervous--"

Han Jun rubbed his legs and grinned nervously. "This is my first time to perform on stage. I usually only sing on KTV. If I don't perform well in the future. You said that I can't beat me? Her little fist. Coming down, I am afraid I will die."

"Ah."

Shen Xun tilted Erlang's legs, squinted his eyes and played with the lighter, closing and opening it snappingly.

Looking at the blue flame, Han Jun was even more panicked.

He licked his lips, "I'm a bit..."

"Brother, do you want water?"

Before he finished speaking, a strange boy came in with a water and threw a bottle to Han Jun. Then he ignored him, and went straight to divide the water.

Han Jun caught it and shook his hand, "Thank you brother."

He opened it, and filled most of the bottle.

Shen Xun wanted to stop it, but it was too late. He twisted his eyebrows and looked at him coldly.

"You can drink it. If you want to go to the bathroom later, I'll take you to the stage and let you perform in public."

"Puff--cough cough cough!" Han Jun spit out water, "Brother Xun, are you as for?"

He just drinks water. Although it is really cool to drink this water in winter, he usually drinks it every day.

Shen Xun put away the lighter, stood up and walked out, "It's better to be fine."

Han Jun shrugged, looked at the half bottle of water, did he dare to drink any more.

This performance is very important, if he dared to drop the chain, without the help of others, the third class can beat him out!

*

You help me in Class 3, I help you, and I will get the makeup done soon.

They changed their skirts and came out, and saw that Song Yaoyao was helping to arrange the skirts of the girls performing the drama. The arrogant little **** weekdays squatted in a small ball on the ground at this time, very cute.

Tang Xinrou grabbed her, "Hurry up and change your skirt, grandma, you are the only one!"

"Wait a minute," Song Yaoyao smoothed the folds of her skirt before standing up to change clothes.

Xu Yue leaned aside and vomited, "She has obsessive-compulsive disorder, right?"

(End of this chapter)