"Sue Su Tao Is that really all right? " Standing beside peach, a thin and weak boy felt the wig on his head very uneasily. It was really hard to wear this thick piece of hair. But if he didn't wear it, he would be thought to be a human demon with his short board inch head and this set of miniskirt?

"No problem, you look beautiful!" Peach turned around and looked at the boy beside him and nodded forcefully. He had beautiful facial features, fair skin, round and big eyes, long and curly eyelashes. He put on a wig and a pink skirt. If he didn't speak, he couldn't see that he was a boy.

"But I always feel uncomfortable... " The boy looked at peach with a sincere expression, and a blush of shyness appeared on his white cheek.

"OK, Xiaosen, you are satisfied. At least you still look like that. Look at me. How many people have been laughing at me in spite of my bad intentions in this moment?" Another strong voice came from peach's ear. A boy with dark skin, rough facial features and unruly temperament pulled his wig on his head. He disdained to say: "if I hadn't hurt my foot, I wouldn't have fallen here!"

"Classmate Liu You look like It's quite Float, float... " The peach drifted for a long time without saying the word "beautiful". Looking at Liu's wild standing posture and the strength of plucking the wig like pulling wool, he finally swallowed the remaining "bright" word back into his stomach.

"Stand up, stand up, let's get in!" The head teacher, who has been standing beside and smiling at their conversation, saw that the two classes in front had stepped closer to the playground, and quickly opened his mouth to remind them: "we must go out of our own style in a moment, come on!"

"Yes The whole class answered in a neat and clear voice.

"Teachers and students, in the breeze, it is class 13 of senior high school. The vigor and vitality are overflowing in everyone's body. Friendship and encouragement are transmitted in everyone's heart. Seeking progress in stability is their starting point. Their goal is to break through themselves and strive for the first. Strive to create brilliance. Come on! Class three of senior high school! "

In the loudspeaker on the playground, the announcer read the entrance words of the peach class. With the exciting music, the orderly class 13 of Senior High School entered the stadium valiantly and spiritedly.

"Well, there are many beautiful girls in this class."

"Walking in the front of the line are the cheerleaders from class 13 of senior high school. They are dressed neatly and full of vitality!"

"I really envy the athletes in class 13 of senior high school. They have such a hot refueling array!"

"Now let's listen to their cheerleading slogan!"

On the rostrum, the two hosts joked and explained. The eyes of the whole audience were attracted by the square array of class one and class three of senior high school. From a distance, the beautiful girls in the front two rows of the team had colorful Plush balls in their hands. They danced in a neat and uniform way, which looked very good-looking.

As she approached the podium, peach's heart beat faster and faster. She kept on beating. She whispered to the team members around her: "are you ready, one, two, three!"

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