Chapter 5:

After class, it's time for lunch break. After om's lunch, Miao Anjun took a book to the school library, planning to go to the library to read books.
Don't ask why Lin Haoyan is not here, the ghost knows what he is up to lately.
As a high school student, everything is important to academics. Although he himself has already experienced the college entrance examination, he has returned what he learned to the teacher after so many years.
Although he was in a noble school, Miao Anjun obviously didn't intend to just get a diploma. He hasn't experienced this kind of relaxed life without thinking about anything except school for a long time, and he doesn't have to worry about illness and pain every day. Miao Anjun expressed his satisfaction with this healthy shell.
"Hey! Miao Anjun, wait for me!" Xia Youyou trot to catch up with Miao Anjun.
"Do you have anything to do with me?" Miao Anjun stopped indifferently holding the book, turning his face to look at Xia Youyou who was panting. I don't know why, the hostess always likes to pester him recently.
"Can't I find you if I'm okay?" Xia Youyou said a little aggrieved. Miss Xia, she was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and when she was so low-pitched. But that person doesn't appreciate it.
"It's boring." Miao Anjun just gave her a cold look, then turned and left. I didn't pay attention to Xia Youyou, who was jumping in anger at the back.
library
Miao Anjun randomly found a place to sit down, and then turned over the book in his hand. Although it was said that all he had learned was returned to the teacher, but Miao Anjun's memory is not bad, in fact, he still remembers more or less.
A little look at the textbooks can basically recall most of them, and the remaining small parts will require more time to go in. Fortunately, he didn't come too late, and he still had plenty of time to prepare for the college entrance examination.
The library was quite quiet, with only the sound of some pages being turned. Because it is lunch break, there are not many people in the library.
Chen Churong seemed to be looking at the book quite intently, but in fact she was peeking at the school grass Miao Anjun not far away.
The young man sitting not far away had black shredded hair that looked quite good to touch, and his obsidian eyes were staring at the material in his hand seriously. There was no expression on the delicate cheeks, but it was a little less cold than usual, giving people a very focused feeling.
Chen Churong didn't show his face, but he was already screaming in his heart. As if thinking of something, Chen Churong silently took out the mobile phone from his bag, and secretly took a picture with the cover of the book and sent it to his roommates. Because it is in the library, the mobile phone has been habitually turned on silent, and I am not afraid of being caught.
[Chen Churong: The male god, he really appeared in the library! ! ! The living male god! [Scream] [Picture] I really want to become the book in the hands of a male god! [Saliva]
Yang Xiaozhen: Wucao, Churong, is the male still there! Is it too late for me now? ! [Star Eye]
Zhu Yuhui: The male is so handsome, lick! [Saliva] Take me to the library! [Love]
Kumagaihan: Calm down, is it so exaggerated? I don't think it looks like it. om [doubt] [helpless]
Chen Churong, Yang Xiaozhen, and Zhu Yuhui: Gu Han, you have a blind face, you are holding back your hair! [despise]
Chen Churong: The male is still there, I love it! ]
It is not just Chen Churong and her roommate who are the idiot Miao Anjun. It should be said that most of the girls at Grass College are very fascinated by the two schools of the College. There are not a few who have called roommates like Chen Churong. As a result, the number of people in the library has increased. Most of the people here are girls.
Miao Anjun, who reads quietly, didn't even notice that he was surrounded by fans. He just felt that the number of people in the library suddenly increased. However, he didn't care too much, and honestly just assumed that everyone was usually obsessed with learning. Anyway, it's impossible to come and watch him.
Miao Xiaojun, you are so naive, do you think everyone likes to indulge in learning like you do? The world is so ruthless and unreasonable to make trouble, such a large group of people come here to watch you.
The fans secretly knelt and licked their male gods, completely unaware that another school grass from the school also appeared here.
Miao Anjun, who was concentrating on studying, also didn't notice. Not far from his position, Lin Haoyan, who had been no one for several days, was secretly idioting him.
Lin Haoyan: Hehehe, Xiaojun looks serious and looks delicious, I really want to take a bite
Molester children's shoes, does your Xiaojun know what you think? Oh he obviously doesn't know
So noon time was spent in Miao Anjun's indulge in learning, and the fans (?) also spent a good noon.
Don't ask me why Miao Anjun didn't realize that he was idiotic at all. Apart from the reason of being obsessed with learning, he could only say that he was used to it.

In the afternoon, it was still heavy schoolwork. Before school was over, the teacher left everyone behind, saying that he was going to decide the program to be performed this time.
"This time our class decided to perform a drama, and the students discussed it before. Now there are two loudest voices. Now we draw lots to decide on the content of the performance." The teacher smiled and shook the two notes in his hand. "I randomly draw a number on behalf of the whole class to draw lots."
The number on the screen jumped and then stopped at 34.
"Number 34."
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Miao Anjun:
Since he was drawn, there was no other way, so Miao Anjun had no choice but to silently step onto the podium, then chose one at hand and handed it to the teacher. Well, after all, he felt that whether it was the Sleeping Beauty or Snow White, it was the same cheating.
So why does an aristocratic school perform such a silly script? Where is the force? Miao Anjun said he also wanted to know.
The teacher opened the note very simply and neatly (probably because he didn't need to participate in the show?), and it said Snow White. So it was so happily decided that their class would perform the play Snow White during the school celebration.
"Here are 43 slips of paper. Now everyone will draw the roles for the performance. Students who draw the blank slips do not need to participate in the performance!" The teacher took out a box for drawing lots and walked down the stage.
This kind of box teacher prepared two, after all, if you don't make it, you will get Sleeping Beauty or Snow White.
The speed of the lottery is not too slow. From time to time, someone draws a favorite character or a blank note and laughs, and some people who unfortunately win a cheating character wailed. In short, the teacher quickly walked to the side of Miao Anjun sitting in the fourth row.
Miao Anjun: Why do I have an ominous premonition?
Miao Anjun, who was faintly disturbed in his heart, hesitated for a while, and then thought that he had to smoke early and evening, so don't waste everyone's time. Draw a note promptly.
At the urging of the teacher, Martyr Miao Anjun broke his wrist and opened the small note.
A few letters-princess were written on the snow-white piece of paper in beautiful swashes.
Miao Anjun's face turned dark. Staring at the small piece of paper, his scorching eyes seemed to burn a hole in it. Unfortunately, this does not change the result.
The teacher on the side suppressed a smile, remembered his name and wrote it next to the word princess, and then walked to the next classmate's position without stopping.
Seeing the black face of her sweetheart, Lin Haoyan was a little curious and sneaked in. When seeing the letters princess written on the note in the hand of the sweetheart, Lin Haoyan, who had the same bad face, almost laughed.
The reason is very simple. The font he got was written in the same font-prince.
Lin Haoyan thought about the plot of Snow White, and just wanted to laugh three times up to the sky. In order to maintain the image in front of her sweetheart, she barely managed to control herself and didn't really laugh.
He could kiss Xiaoyun in a fair manner, and he was excited just thinking about it! Lin Haoyan has all kinds of joy in his heart.
Xia Youyou looked at herself at the same table as if she had gotten crazy with a snake's disease, thought for two seconds, and silently moved aside. Although she was also very curious about the role of Brother Yun, but seeing Miao Anjun's handsome face covered with clouds and the increasingly strong air conditioning, she still didn't have the guts to ask qwq.
Anyway, you will know after the lottery in a while, there is no need to be so anxious. Xia Youyou thought so.
After all the draws were over, the teacher wrote down the list of performances on the blackboard. When they saw the words princess-Miao Anjun, the students all looked at some school grass that was still dark. Forced by someone's getting stronger air-conditioning, they silently turned their heads back.
Boys: Hahaha, never be jealous that you have robbed girls’ attention [candle] [candle] [candle]
Girls: I feel sorry for the male god, but I think this picture is a little bit emotional (:3ゝ)
As for the air-conditioned Miao Anjun, he has already begun to think about the possibility of making himself ill the day before the school celebration. Then he suddenly remembered that he was going to play on behalf of the music club, and his face became darker.
After waiting for a while for the students to calm down their emotions, the teacher said unhurriedly: "Tomorrow is the school celebration, there is no time to practice, so I will watch the students' performance on the spot. I have already written the script. I sent it to you, the classmates are trying hard to win honor for the class!" The teacher made a cheering gesture and left with a black-bellied smile.
"Huh?!" xn
The classmates who were left watched the teacher walking with a dazed expression.
Teacher, come back and make it clear, did you really mean it? ! !
The teacher smiled darkly, indicating that this was intentional. I can’t do anything with the school’s arrangement [Innocent] [Tan Shou]

Miao Anjun, who was in a bad mood, looked at the female partner with her head down, and asked what was going on.
"Um, I" Chu Yexuan twisted her clothes corners, finally mustered up her courage before Miao Anjun became impatient, "Brother Anjun, can or can we be my male companion for the school celebration ball?"
Upon hearing the two people celebrating the school celebration, Miao Anjun darkened subconsciously. He didn't notice what Chu Yexuan was saying at all. He nodded impatiently, and then left without waiting for Chu Yexuan's reaction.
He has to deal with that bad script when he goes home!
Seeing that Miao Anjun seemed to agree, Chu Yexuan was overjoyed and didn't mind Miao Anjun's move to leave directly. She looked at Miao Anjun's back and smiled sweetly.
Brother An Yun promised me