Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

336 Pas de deux

Qi Jia felt baffled, it was an English class, and the English teacher was a little old man, Qi Jia felt bored, she turned the pen in her hand, and turned her head and eyes to let go.

After a while, he concentrated, turned his face slightly, moved his gaze to the thin back not far away, and touched the tip of his pen to his cheek, recalling the meaning of Jiang Xian's eyes when he entered the classroom.

The seat where Jiang Xian was sitting was blocked by other students, and Qi Jia struggled to see it, so she squeezed out a bit.

Wei Huai was listening to the class seriously, when suddenly a black head appeared in front of him, and it brought a little fragrance. His ears were dyed red, he glanced at the English teacher, and lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing?"

Qi Jia's ears moved slightly, and her voice was lazy: "Huh?"

Wei Huai didn't dare to look her in the eyes, the two were a little close, Qi Jia didn't know it, he could only remind: "Sit down, don't get too close to me."

Qi Jia lowered her eyes and glanced at the distance between the two: "..."

Move back without saying a word.

Wei Huai breathed a sigh of relief calmly.

When it was time to finish class, the head teacher appeared outside the classroom window, dangling.

Many people who were thinking about finishing get out of class immediately sat up in a state of absent-mindedness.

When it was time for get out of class to end, the head teacher walked to the door and called Jiang Xian out.

The other students were curious when they had lingering fears.

"I'm shocked, when did Lao Ban come?"

"Fortunately, I didn't play with my mobile phone, or I would be finished if I was caught."

"I don't know why she is looking for the squad leader. She is elusive and almost scares me to death."

"Then who knows?"

The students were full of doubts, and when Jiang Xian came back, they didn't dare to go up and ask.

Although they didn't know Jiang Xian very well, they could talk to Wei Huai and urged him to ask.

Wei Huai was also the boss who was not happy.

"He didn't respond at all. He must be fine. Don't do this."

"Just ask, you will know!"

"Please, please go and ask."

Wei Huai's kindness was hard to get rid of, and he was so annoyed that he slowly went to find Jiang Xian.

In the eyes of everyone curious and expecting, sitting opposite him, crossed his hands to support the back of the chair, and leaned his chin: "Brother Xian, what did the head teacher ask you to say just now?"

With a blank expression on his face, Jiang Xian turned over the draft paper full of writing: "It's nothing."

"Oh."

Wei Huai stood up and shrugged helplessly at the other students.

When it was time for evening self-study, Jiang Xian walked in from outside the classroom and stood on the podium.

The originally noisy classroom fell silent involuntarily.

Everyone stared at him with wide eyes.

A posture of listening attentively.

Jiang Xian lowered his head and wiped the dust off the lectern from the rag, tapped it lightly with his fingertips, then nodded and said in a soft voice: "At the end of the month, the military training farewell party for the first year of high school will be held together with the talent show. And dancing, if you want to participate, sign up now."

As soon as the voice fell, the whole class was in an uproar.

The quiet classroom erupted in an instant, and the students were chattering away.

"Talent show? We didn't even have one last year!"

"I'm going, I'm going! I want to win the championship!"

"I am the school song god! I am very good at Cantonese."

"Squad leader, can we sing love songs? The kind where men and women sing duets?"

"Squad leader, how many dancers are there in total?"

Jiang Xian raised his hand.

The classroom fell silent again.

He glanced at the excited classmates, and then said: "Our class has two dances and one song."

The graduating class of the third year of high school cannot participate, the first year of high school has no time for military training exercises, and there are many classes of the second year of high school, so it will be carried out in a lottery situation.

Only the drawn class will have the opportunity to participate in the talent show.

Wei Huai was also a little excited and in high spirits.

Anyway, I have been at the same table with Qi Jia for a while, and I am a little familiar with it, so I asked her: "Qi Jia, are you going to participate?"

Qi Jia shook her head without the slightest interest.

Wei Huai: "I think you can dance, it must look good."

Qi Jia is tall, well-proportioned, and good-looking. She is a bright spot wherever she is placed.

"will not."

Qi Jia had never had the opportunity to participate in school performances before, and she hadn't even been on stage on Children's Day.

Because of poverty.

She was reluctant to buy clothes to participate in the show. Although she had envied those beautiful performers on stage, her situation did not allow her to be hypocritical.

Over time, I got used to it.

He won't even participate in any activities in the school. He hides when he can, and pretends to be sick if he can't. He refuses with various excuses.

When everyone was full of expectations, Jiang Xian poured cold water from the sky: "There will be a monthly exam at the end of the month. According to the ranking system of the rocket class, those who are not in the top 40 will be transferred to other classes."

All of a sudden, moaning and resentment arose everywhere.

The enthusiasm of many students has been blown away, and they are thinking about performing and studying at the same time, and they can only guarantee that they will not fall but only rise. In addition, there are evening self-study in the second year of high school, and students have very little private time.

"No, then I won't participate, my grades are not very good."

"If my mother knew that I was kicked out of the rocket class in the first monthly exam, she would definitely swell my ass!"

"Forget it, let those who are good-looking and have good grades participate in this kind of talent competition! I don't deserve it."

"Ah, I'm so confused, and you don't know? The campus spokesperson of the No. [-] Middle School will be refreshed, just after the National Day."

The No. [-] Middle School has always held campus spokesperson activities, which are specifically aimed at students with good grades and outstanding performance, and it is also for the purpose of recruiting talents.

"Of course I know. It's all on the campus honor roll. Except for those high school seniors who have graduated, Jiang Xian was the spokesperson for the previous session..."

"Nonsense, I guess this year must be him!"

With one person starting, others also joined the topic one after another, and the topic went off track for a while.

Jiang Xian tapped on the blackboard and held the pen in his hand, "Now those who want to participate can sign up."

Be quiet.

Jiang Xian paused, and gently raised his eyelids: "Is there no one?"

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you.

No one raised their hands.

Jiang Xian waited for a while, then asked again.

Still no one.

Instead, the discussion started again.

"The Singing Committee can join, she sings well and gets good grades!"

"Yes, yes, I think it's enough for the top ten in our class to participate."

"No way, more than half of the first eleven are boys! Let them dance hahaha..."

"Old age disco, yo yo!"

As he spoke, he became excited, and the classroom became lively again.

Li Zhiyi's deskmate kept tugging at the hem of her clothes, encouraging her to attend.

Li Zhiyi bit his lip, blushing a little.

The same table continued to say: "You raise your hand, think about it, you are going to win the prize, the monitor will look at you even more with admiration!"

Li Zhiyi felt that what she said made sense, and his heart was a little shaken, but he was still a little scared: "I sing very well."

The tablemate shook his head, "How could it be! It sounds very good! Be confident, sister, I support you!"

Only then did Li Zhiyi raise his hand.

Jiang Xian moved his eyes and landed on her. After looking at her, he looked away and lowered his head to write his name.

"Are you singing or dancing?"

Li Zhiyi clenched his fists, "Sing."

Many people stared at them, looking back and forth with ridicule.

The cold voice sounded again: "The singing is settled, and there are two dances, a duet dance and a team dance."

After Jiang Xian finished speaking lightly, there was another commotion underneath.

"Fuck! Pas de deux! Is that what I think it is?"

"A man and a woman twist Yangko?"

"Bong Cha Cha?"

"Just dance in the square dance. If there are many people, it's a team dance."

After arguing and arguing, only the team dance was finally decided. There were two men and three women, and the pas de deux was still undecided.

Those who are capable want to participate, but unfortunately their grades do not allow them; those whose grades allow them are not capable; moreover, they are new to a class and are not very familiar with them, so pas de deux is a bit shy for them.

Jiang Xian handed in the registration list, and the head teacher took it in her hand and looked at it. The names on it were familiar to her. She nodded in satisfaction, and then stared at the empty column of the pas de deux, frowning slightly: " Is there no one involved?"

Jiang Xian stood straight, "Yes."

"I remember that there are people in our class who won prizes in junior high school campus competitions. Those people didn't sign up?"

Jiang Xian didn't know these things, so he just shook his head: "No."

The head teacher sighed, "Okay, then you can go back to your self-study first."

Jiang Xian turned and left, but within two seconds, the teacher in charge suddenly stopped him.

"Why don't you try it?"

The homeroom teacher stared at the slender boy in front of her, as if she hadn't seen him for a summer vacation, and he had grown taller again. In all fairness, Jiang Xian was the most satisfied student she had taught and educated in these years.

Jiang Xian lowered his eyelids: "I can't dance."

The head teacher smiled: "It's okay, you won't be able to learn, you have always learned things quickly, and the teacher believes in you."

After a pause, he hissed hesitantly, "The other teacher hasn't been chosen yet, or...just you and Qi Jia from our class?"

***
Jiang Xian returned to the classroom from the office, instead of returning to his seat, he walked to Wei Huai's desk.

The students behind turned their heads to look over.

Wei Huai noticed a shadow falling, and raised his head in doubt: "Brother Xian, what's the matter?"

"I'm not looking for you." Jiang Xian looked from his face to Qi Jia who was sleeping with his back turned, "Wake up your tablemate."

Wei Huai shook, and immediately refused: "No."

And said: "I want to call you."

Jiang Xian pursed his lips, stretched out his hand a second later, and tapped Qi Jia's desktop.

Qi Jia didn't respond.

His fingertips fell harder.

Qi Jia was woken up, turned her face over, leaned back with her elbows propped up, her eyes were still open: "Are you sick?"

The eyelids were raised, the eyes were full of sleepiness, the brows were full of impatience, and the small face was tense.

Qi Jia stopped rubbing her face, and saw Jiang Xian's face.

Blinking, I don't know how he came to the back of the classroom.

Jiang Xian looked at her, "The head teacher told you to go to the office."

"What?" Qi Jia was confused, not understanding why.

She wondered why she hadn't committed any crimes recently, so why didn't she just sleep more and come into the office.

Jiang Xian left after speaking.

Qi Jia moved her lips, and a dirty word came out from between her lips.

I'm so annoying, half of the talk, why let her go and don't talk.

Qi Jia stood up impatiently.

Wei Huai had already noticed that his deskmate was not in a happy mood, so he quickly supported the desk and pressed himself against the edge of the desk to make room for Qi Jia to leave the seat.

Qi Jia walked into the office without knowing why.

The head teacher watched her coming and greeted her with a smile.

There was still a red mark of sleeping on Qi Jia's face, and she looked not in good spirits.

The smile on the head teacher's face froze, and then disappeared.

In her impression, Qi Jia was a dark horse, unobtrusive at the beginning, but she never expected to become a blockbuster after the results came out.

Later, her thoughts changed. Qi Jia was not only a dark horse, but also a rebellious one.

At first, she felt that Qi Jia was arrogant and thought highly of herself, because she had never seen other people's excellence. Later, she learned about her from her former class teacher, and her thoughts on Qi Jia changed a little. .

She even pays attention to her monthly exam results every time.

After the rocket class system was adjusted, she knew that Qi Jia would be in her class, and she couldn't help looking forward to it.

result……

She did not disappoint, Qi Jia was still the same Qi Jia with a flamboyant style.

"Sleeping without studying at night?"

"Ah."

The homeroom teacher asked straightforwardly, and Qi Jia didn't hide it.

head teacher:"……"

It's not good to be too honest, and occasionally you have to tell some white lies.

"I called you here this time because I want to discuss something with you." The head teacher looked at her.

Qi Jia was stunned for a moment, and didn't know if there was anything the head teacher needed to discuss with her.

Seeing that she didn't understand, the head teacher continued: "You also heard the head of the class talk about the talent show, right? There is a shortage of pas de deux, and I plan to let you go, what do you think?"

What does she think?
Qi Jia is definitely unwilling: "I can't dance..."

"You can learn, mainly because of other aspects. I think you and Jiang Xian are suitable."

"He also participated?"

The head teacher smiled: "Well, you two have the best grades, and the campus spokespersons are about to start. When the time comes, the two of you will give the class an award, and you may even be on the honor roll."

Qi Jia didn't really think about it.

Seeing her hesitation, the teacher in charge didn't force her, just said: "Then go back and think about it, and give me an answer tomorrow."

Before tomorrow, Qi Jia changed her mind that night.

The reason is that Wei Huai's big mouth asked Qi Jia what's the matter, Qi Jia didn't hide it, and said it directly.

With a loud voice, Wei Huai screamed, attracting everyone in the classroom.

"You said, you want to dance pas de deux with Brother Xian?!"

Qi Jia looked at the sight of so many people, and wanted to strangle Wei Huai to death.

When Qi Jia was irritable, she wanted to eat sweets, and finally made it to the end of class to go to the canteen. She kicked Wei Huai's chair hard, scaring him enough, and walked away with a cold snort.

Suddenly, a chilly gaze of unknown meaning swept over, and then, a gloomy sense of danger struck.

"Qi Jia, you can't dance pas de deux with Jiang Xian." Li Zhiyi bit his lip and stood in front of Qi Jia, staring at her coldly.

Qi Jia didn't know her well at all, and she never said a word, and she was already irritable, but she came up to add trouble, which made her even more annoyed.

Angrily replied: "None of your business."

For a while, many people around took a breath of cold air.

Li Zhiyi stared at her, his eyes turned red, "I'll change with you, you sing and I dance."

It looked as if Qi Jia had bullied her, and Qi Jia didn't want to get used to her, "Would it be useful to tell me, go talk to the teacher."

After speaking, Qi Jia was about to leave.

Li Zhiyi took her hand and didn't let go, his tone became aggressive: "I know you don't want to, so why don't you let me do it? I really want to be in the same group as Jiang Xian."

(End of this chapter)