At this moment, the class A students are already preparing intensively in the background.

At this time, some students were also paying attention to the fat girl's score on the stage.

"Finally got 95 points, the highest score of the game so far."

The host immediately cheered, "Currently the highest score, congratulations to our F class temporarily first."

"Next, I will invite class A students to perform on stage."

The first one to appear is U Changze, he sang his original song "Starry Sky"

The accompaniment is Qiao Anchu, one person plays the piano and the other sings the passionate youth song.

"Master Yu, so handsome!"

"Class A will win, and Class A will win!"

"The girl next to Master Yu is also pretty, a perfect match!"

Obviously it was a school celebration, so I had to make a solo concert by Yu Changze for a group of girls in the audience. It can be seen how burning the scene is.

The final result was the best of the game with a high score of 97 points.

Qiao Anchu's mouth was almost pulled behind his ears. Tonight's high score must be theirs.

Backstage, the head teacher was distraught, and it was Qiao Yimo's turn, but he still didn't see anyone and didn't answer the phone.

After Qiao Anchu and Yu Changze got off the backstage, they asked, "Is Yimo still coming?"

"Yu Changze, you hurry up and call again!" the head teacher reminded.

Qiao Anchu deliberately bit her lip with a very embarrassed expression, "Is this still in a hurry?"

The head teacher is very regretful. He is finished. If there is an accident this time, he will be asked by the principal to go to the office for tea.

Why is he so unlucky, relying on Qiao Yimo, the unlucky guy...

The host had already stepped forward to announce that Yuan Wanhua had come on stage to show calligraphy.

The show time is only three minutes. After five minutes, Qiao Yimo will be on the court. She has arrived within five minutes, so Class A is equivalent to giving up an opportunity to score.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The backstage was full of tension, and the head teacher was even more anxious.

"Master Yu, did you say that Qiao Yimo is not coming?" Qiao Anchu asked.

Yu Changze did not respond to him, and continued to call Qiao Yimo, but it still showed that it was turned off.

"Otherwise, I will tell the host to withdraw Qiao Yimo's performance?" The head teacher scratched his head. Although it may not be successful, he still needs to communicate.

A smug smile flashed in Qiao Anchu's eyes, and she looked up arrogantly, "It's really troublesome for the teacher. If you want to run away, why bother to sign up? It's a waste of our time! I don't know if she is unpredictable."

But as soon as Qiao Anchu's words fell, a slow female voice sounded in the background, "Who said I ran off?"

"Oh, my aunt, you can be regarded as coming!" The head teacher hurried forward to greet her.

Yu Changze also stepped forward, holding his cell phone, "I can't get through to you."

Qiao Yimo took out his mobile phone from his bag and glanced at him, then laughed awkwardly, "I'm sorry, the power is off."

"Yimo, are you ready? After Yuan Wanhua's program is over, it's your turn." The head teacher was about to cry.

Qiao Anchu snorted and said with a very worried expression deliberately, "Teacher, don't ask, don't put so much pressure on our classmate Yimo. After all, she has never learned dance, right?"

Qiao Yimo gave a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Really?"

Qiao Anchu stepped forward and grabbed her hand, "Oh! Don't tell me anymore, please go and change clothes, classmate Yimo."

Qiao Yimo withdrew his hand immediately, and the hypocritical smile on Qiao Anchu's face instantly stiffened. Isn't that what I meant to dislike her?

It's disgusting and pretentious.

She wants to see, Qiao Yimo, how you made a fool of yourself tonight!

"Sister Mo, let's change clothes!" Yu Changze pointed to the clothes hanging next to him, "That's the clothes for the show. You should choose one first, and it will be your turn later." JrNovels.com