Chapter: 4240

However, some classes, such as Class 8 in a year, perform very well, and all five programs can be selected, but others have to be given a chance. At this time, there will be undecided programs.

The result... is still pending until the beginning of the art festival.

It's over.

"Students, we will go to the studio hall in two minutes. If you have to go to the toilet again, hurry up now. When you get there, don't walk around casually, and don't make loud noises. The show lasts for about two hours. After the end, our vacation will begin. , here, the teacher wishes everyone a Merry Christmas in advance, a week-long holiday, just after the New Year's Eve and the start of school, have fun, go back to school and study hard, and strive for this final exam, we will be the first in eight classes a year."

Bai Yilin said a few words eloquently, which also won a lot of applause.

He is very popular and his classmates like him very much.

After speaking, many students went to the bathroom one after another, returned to the class to gather, and came to the studio on the top floor together.

Many classes were already sitting inside, and according to the teacher's instructions, they came to the central area on the left and sat in two rows.

"Zhang Yumeng, Liu Xiaoxin, what are you doing here? There is no place for you here. Hurry up and get ready backstage, and come back after the show is over."

Seeing the two of them following, Bai Yilin said amusedly.

"Ah, I forgot."

As soon as Mengmeng finished, she stood up again, and walked to the backstage with that classmate.

Ten minutes later, at exactly three o'clock, two men and two women, four outstanding student hosts from the third year of junior high school came on stage.

M: Dear leaders, ladies and gentlemen.

Female: Dear teachers and students.

Together: Good afternoon everyone!

Very simple opening remarks, and then the first male student on the left said enthusiastically:

"On this colorful day, we are welcoming the No. 1 Middle School Christmas Art Show again. Open your mind, express your feelings, raise your sails, and show your literary talent."

"..."

There were a lot of balabala, and then several people said at the same time:

"Next, we invite our principal Wang to give a speech for the art performance. Welcome!"

The principal came to the stage and said something briefly, and the show officially started.

At this time the fire escape at the back door.

"Can we go in like this?"

Zi Yan whispered: "Are we secretly sitting in the back row? Will there be no place?"

"Let's not sit in the back row, but sit on the top."

Zhang Han said with a smile: "Anywhere is fine."

As a result, when they entered the venue, the few people standing at the door turned a blind eye to them. The two of them seemed to have turned into ghosts and floated to the ceiling, 50 meters away from the stage.

Juice, snacks, sofa, coffee table...

Zi Yan pursed her lips: "What I think is where should we sit secretly and watch."