"90% of the people who support Xu Huanhuan on the campus network are beaten in the face now, ha ha..."

"Look at Xu Huanhuan's face, a dead horse face. It's really gratifying..."

"Those who support Xu Huanhuan look better... Hahaha, laugh to death. First, don't think it's sister Ji..."

There are many talking students in the auditorium who can't wait to know who is the first.

Although the students knew that today's pet dance was brilliant and compared all the programs with the advantage of rolling, they still didn't announce it after all.

However, 100% of Ken is the favorite program and takes the first place.

Xu Huanhuan stood on the stage, smiling reluctantly, which made people uncomfortable.

The host did not know how to ask: "classmate Xu Huanhuan, 90% of the students on the campus network support you to take the first. Now you take the second. What do you want to say?"

"Lying trough, the host is a ghost, ha ha..."

"Is it really good to drop a stone down the well [dog head JPG]."

"Xu Huanhuan probably wants to strangle the host. He's very upset that he didn't see my mother. You have to insert a knife."

Xu Huanhuan's support fans scolded the host: "grass, what question did the stupid host ask? It's too much..."

Xu Huanhuan on the stage suddenly shed tears in his eyes and sobbed in his voice: "I only got the second place this time. I'm... Woo... Very happy. My hard practice these days has not been in vain... Thank you for your support."

"Well, is this a miserable sale? It's like who hasn't worked hard!" most of the students are a little psychologically uncomfortable.

The host was embarrassed and said, "well, thank you, Xu Huanhuan. You can have a rest."

"Pooh." Zhu Piao Piao couldn't help laughing and said, "ha ha, which class is the host? It's estimated that he will be beaten by Xu Huanhuan's fans soon."

Pet can't help but hook her lips and a smile crossed her eyes.

"Students! I know you've been waiting for a long time." the host smiled with a microphone: "now I want to announce the first place in the literary and artistic performance --"

"Ji Qingmeng, class a of senior three, and the ancient dance and painting Shang brought by he Xinghe."

"Pa Pa!!!" thunderous applause broke out in the auditorium.

"Now let's invite Ji Qingmeng and he Xinghe to accept the award."

Xu Huanhuan bit his lips hard, and his hands became fists reluctantly, staring at the matched two.

I thought she would get the first place, but Ji Qingmeng took it away.

Everything she paid fell short, and the support rate on the campus Internet seemed to be a joke.

"Ji Qingmeng won the first place in the literary performance this time. Do you have anything to say?" the host handed the microphone to Chong Yu.

Pet Yu didn't look excited, and showed a faint beautiful smile, as if she was born to get this ranking.

This award and honor should belong to her.

"I want to thank Mr. He Xinghe. Thanks to his help, I can perform so well for more than a month," she said, glancing at the boy around her.

He Xinghe happened to look at her sideways, and their eyes met in the air.

"Wow..." the students couldn't help cheering.

Everyone seemed to see pink bubbles flying around them like a dream in the air.

It's so sweet.

No, it's a feeling of love.

With her red and attractive lips, she took back her eyes, turned to the audience and said, "I have something to say..."