Chapter 400 Do you believe me?

Song Yaoya smiled, "I don't care anyway. Since you are in a talented team, you have to come up with a show for me. As for what it is, you think about it."

Shen Xun: "I'm dying."

Han Jun: "I'm already dead."

Helpless Shen Xun lay halfway on Song Yaoya's table, his eyebrows were almost frowning into a mountain, "Big brother, accommodating?"

He raised his eyebrows so that he could hit someone. He promised to hit him wherever he pointed.

But the show? Sorry, he has never set foot in this field.

Song Yaoya silently stared at him, refusing to write on his face.

The delicate face is full of seriousness.

Shen Xun's throat rolled and said, "I'll give you money."

Song Yao's lips curled, "Deal."

Han Jun: "???? Then what should I do?"

"Jun'er," Shen Xun, who was successfully relieved, was in a great mood. He licked his lips and reached out to touch Han Jun's head, "You have to learn to be strong when you grow up."

Han Jun's eyes were tearful.

I am very fragile today.

So in the end, the first two programs have been decided, and the last one is pending.

Han Jun, who resisted incompetence, bumped his head on the table and said dullly: "If it doesn't work, then I really can only talk about cross talk."

only……

Stand-up comedy is too difficult.

Concubines can't do it!

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The program is set, and the next step is to rehearse.

The learning task of the third class is very urgent, so the rehearsal time can only be set after school.

In fact, Li Yang has a variety of music and dance classrooms, but after entering the third year of high school, few people go there.

Including Song Jingwan.

And now, for a while, the classrooms are overcrowded.

Even after school, it is still firmly occupied.

"The first class is too much!"

Tang Xinrou brought people from outside the classroom, her brows curled, her face flushed with anger.

"At this time of the year, the entire rehearsal room is occupied. Others have no chance to grab it. I took someone over to see that they were still there."

Song Yaoya put away his pen, "What then?"

"I also drew up the curtains mysteriously to prevent everyone from seeing what they were rehearsing. Heh..." Tang Xinrou put her hands around her chest, "I don't know the old lady?"

After that, she came over angrily and rubbed Song Yaoya's face fiercely.

"Anyway! We can only win this time! We can't lose! If anyone is dragged down, I will break his neck!"

She closed her hands abruptly, making a twisting posture, looking vicious, and the eyelids of the person watching it jumped.

"Well--"

Song Yaoya broke her hand, her face was rubbed red, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Rourou, don't do this!"

She combed her hair, "Then rehearse in the classroom. Tomorrow we will rent a venue outside."

Song Yaoya doesn't like arguing with others on these matters.

"But—" Tang Xinrou said boredly: "I can't swallow this breath!"

"Then work hard during rehearsal."

A gleam of envy flashed in Xu Yue's eyes. She walked over and handed her mobile phone to Song Yaoyao. "For dancing, I recommend the popular beauty line, but it's very difficult. I have learned it and I can help with movements. Everyone pulls slowly, but if you can dance well, you can definitely amaze the audience."

Vaguely, everyone felt that Xu Yue seemed to be really different.

"Are you... sincere?"

Someone questioned it.

Xu Yue doesn't matter, she only cares how a person thinks of her: "Song Yaoyao, what about you? Believe me?"

The classroom is quiet, and the snow does not know when it will fall again.

no respond.

(End of this chapter)