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Chapter 129 200th month

After enough trouble, Zhou Shao said seriously: "Can you dance?"

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head.

"Sing?"

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head.

"Music instrument?"

Continue to shake your head.

Zhou Shao was helpless: "What will you do?"

Ling Xiaoxiao spread her hands: "I am worried because I can't do anything. Otherwise, why do you think I am worried? Is it because there are too many things and I don't know how to choose?"

Zhou Shao was depressed, he didn't expect this situation!

"What should I do? I can sing and dancing, why don't we have a couple duet?" As he said that, he blinked at Ling Xiaoxiao.

"No, don't do it!" Ling Xiaoxiao objected without thinking. Even if the male god couldn't catch him, bsp;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes became even more disgusted: "Are you sure it's an honor or an unfortunate?"

Zhou Shao was completely depressed: "Aren't they young and ignorant at the beginning? Who hasn't been young and frivolous yet?"

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement: "I can see that ignorance is indeed seen."

"You!" Zhou Shao's face turned red and he was angry! "Then you think about the show. Anyway, I can do anything, and act whatever you want, hum."

As he said that, he turned his head arrogantly and stopped paying attention to Ling Xiaoxiao, so as not to vomit blood in anger.

Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head and saw Brother Zhen’s curious gaze: “You really want to show with him?”

"Let's talk about it, there's no sign of the horoscope," Ling Xiaoxiao spreads her hands: "Isn't this still a week left? Don't worry, it's really not possible. When you go up to box, I will play a tree next to you."

Brother Zhen laughed: "You really know how to talk, play a tree. Hahaha."

Nie Wan and Yao Manni are looking forward to this class party. They both have learned talents since childhood, preparing one for flute and one for guzheng, and one for ensemble.

Ling Xiaoxiao watched Nie Wan and Yao Manni prepare scores every day and match chords. She watched Brother Zhen relax and activate his blood to fight a set of punches in the dormitory without any trouble. She was even more depressed. Who stipulated that the class committee and class representatives would come out? Stand out and promise not to beat you to death.

Yue Pingjun knew from Brother Zhen what Ling Xiaoxiao was worried about. He was very puzzled and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with a frown: "Xiaoxiao, you really haven't learned any talent?"

Ling Xiaoxiao was even more sad when she was said in front of the male god. Who is not as young and ignorant as she was? Cough cough cough...

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao's face began to turn dark, Yue Pingjun sensitively realized that he might be in danger and quickly went back to find a supplement: "Look, you are so polite on weekdays, why don't you just write a joke and find a classmate to talk crosstalk with you."

This is a good idea! Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up. She had basically heard of crosstalk jokes from a well-known person in her previous life. They would be used to play time. Even if you can't remember the complete ones now, it would be enough to deal with next week's class activities.

"This idea is good. I didn't expect you to be smart too!" Ling Xiaoxiao patted Yue Pingjun on the shoulder and gave him high praise.

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao's face passing by the sky, Yue Pingjun patted his chest in fear and looked at Brother Zhen and Jiang Zizhuo innocently. Why did he feel a lot of pressure just now?...

Ling Xiaoxiao is an action-oriented person. After having an idea, she used the morning self-study time to figure out a way, and then wrote a draft using the afternoon and afternoon evening self-study.

As a native of Bincheng, Zhou Shao naturally does not need to live in the school. He packs up his schoolbag after school in the afternoon to go home.

"I've thought about our program," Ling Xiaoxiao put the crosstalk lines in her hand on his desk: "Let's just have a crosstalk. This is the joke I wrote. Go back and take a look. If you have any opinions, please mark them next to me. Let's discuss it tomorrow."

"Cross talk?" Zhou Shao picked up two pieces of paper on the table and opened it and looked at it. He had never thought about this, but thinking of Ling Xiaoxiao's performance on weekdays, this show is quite suitable for her.

"It seems quite interesting. Are you very awesome? Did you write it yourself?" Zhou Shao laughed out loud after reading the passage.

Ling Xiaoxiao was ashamed. She was considered a plagiarism. She really had no choice, otherwise she would not have done anything she despised. This was the result of plagiarizing other people's mental labor.

"Not counting, right?" Lingxiao said vaguely: "Oh, don't worry, just let you see it. Where does so much nonsense come from? Let's go quickly."

Zhou Shao didn't know why he praised him and felt like he was slapped on the horse's leg, but seeing Ling Xiaoxiao didn't want to say more, she took off her back with her schoolbag.

"Xiaoxiao, you really talk to him about crosstalk." Brother Zhen came over to look at her.

"Otherwise, I won't find a suitable person now. You can report your program and you can't help me." Ling Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly. It's better to say crosstalk than singing love songs!

"You didn't say you wanted to say crosstalk before. If you had decided early in the morning, I would definitely not go to box. It would be so fun to say crosstalk." Brother Zhen felt very regretful.

"Yue Pingjun just reminded me that if he had said it earlier, I would have decided long ago." Ling Xiaoxiao was so angry that she was so angry that she felt itchy when she thought of his words, "You really haven't learned any talent."

"This kid is so stupid. Why don't you know how to say it earlier? No, I have to change him again. How can I get into the key class with this IQ and reaction?" Brother Zhen pinched his hands and joints.

"Well, yes, don't be polite, just do it." Ling Xiaoxiao quickly finished the attack.

"Xiaoxiao, let me show me what your jokes are written. Why did Zhou Shao laugh like that just now?" Brother Zhen was a little curious again.

Ling Xiaoxiao pulled out his line and was about to hand it to Brother Zhen and took it back: "You might as well wait until the party to listen to us. Now it will be boring after watching it."

"It's OK." Although Brother Zhen felt a little regretful, after thinking about it, it would be more interesting to listen to them at that time.

The next day, Zhou Shao came to school and kept rubbing his face: "Xiaoxiao, what you wrote is so funny, I'm going to laugh to death. There's nothing to change, let's just say that, I have no objection."

No one who took the gorgeous route had any objection, and she was too lazy to change any more. The final exam was about to be taken, and this thing had taken up a lot of her time.

"Then let's divide the roles and recite their own parts. Let's take time to check it out two days before the party."

"Okay, you wrote the jokes. I'll support you. You memorize the funny guy, I'll support you." Zhou Shao is very self-aware, and he doesn't necessarily have to memorize the funny guy with a lot of content.
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