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Chapter 301

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    "Yang Mei, what's wrong with you? There are so many leaders sitting in the audience, why are you dazed up there?" Yang Mei's parents could see clearly in the background. In the past, no matter where they were, it was Yang Mei's home field. It had never been like this.  I have been so devastated today.

    "Mom, it's too late for everything. I can't study abroad. I can't get into the book association. Nothing goes well. I'm a loser. Mom, I feel so sad."

    She has been the sweet girl of heaven since she was a child. Everything goes smoothly and everything goes according to her heart. No one has ever embarrassed her, and no one has failed to give her applause and flowers. She has been praised and admired all the way. When did she end up like this now?  Unbearable?

    "Yangmei, calm down. If you have anything to do, go home. Let's go down first. Principal Tao is here today. Your father helped you get the opportunity to shake hands with Principal Tao. You have to make good use of it. The New Year's message will be published in the national newspapers tomorrow.  Photos will also be selected from today¡¯s party.¡±

    Yang Mei was stunned, frowned and complained, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

    Who would have thought she messed up the party performance?  Yang Mei's parents didn't want to be criticized, so they pulled her into the backstage.

    ¡°Now, please enjoy the modern dance performance presented by Zhou Ning, a freshman in the Department of Medicine.¡±

    Modern dance?  I have only heard of folk dance, classical dance, Xinjiang dance, Mongolian dance, Dai dance What the hell is modern dance?

    After Yang Mei¡¯s show ended, Zhou Ning, accompanied by Qin Shao, went backstage.

    When she heard the name, she stretched lazily, put her hands in her pockets, walked leisurely, and walked slowly to the center of the stage.

    If there are still people in Peking University who don¡¯t know Zhou Ning, then he must be a nerd who spends all day in the library, laboratory or classroom.

    She is pretty and has a boyfriend who agrees that she is good-looking. Both of them behave very avant-garde. It is said that the fines they received were thicker than dictionaries.

    Even though they did not abide by the school rules, they brought supreme glory to the school as soon as they entered the school.

    The host was still standing on the stage and noticed that Zhou Ning was wearing a thick cotton jacket and she didn¡¯t look like she was dancing.

    "Classmate Zhou Ning, can you perform now?"

    "Yes, but I need two hosts to assist me."

    Zhou Ning put a roll of paper into the hands of two people and said to one of them, "Stand over there and be careful not to tear the paper."

    The host didn¡¯t know why, and the leaders and the audience were all staring intently. The two had no choice but to bite the bullet, and each of them held one end of the white paper and stood still.

    Qin Shao got a tape recorder out of nowhere.

    This thing only appeared in economically developed areas two years ago. Now it has become popular in the streets and alleys. Households with good conditions will have a tape recorder, which looks classy.

    The dance music she chose was surprising. It turned out to be "The Moon Reflected in Two Springs" by the blind man A Bing.

    "Is this girl Zhou Ning?"

    Yang Mei¡¯s parents in the audience asked in a low voice. Yang Mei nodded and stared at the props brought up.

    It¡¯s the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that she didn¡¯t have time to put away just now.

    These things are all provided by the school. What does Zhou Ning mean?  She wants to paint on the spot?

    "Okay, I'm going to dance. It's my first time dancing and I have no experience. Everyone should applaud whether I dance well or not."

    She smiled, shook her arms twice, and twisted her body to follow the melodious rhythm of the erhu.

    Qin Shao smiled silently, remembering that when she just went to school as a spirit, she was fighting for a stool with him, twisting and turning like this, as if she stepped on a switch.

    Alas, it turns out that there are things that my girlfriend is not good at, but no one cares about whether she dances well or not, but focuses on the movements of her hands.

    ¡°Oh my god, this is the first time I see someone writing calligraphy like this. It¡¯s really insightful!¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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