One person suggested, “Why don't we dance? We can sing and do a hot dance!”

“I don't think that's a good idea. We're at school, after all.”

“Then, let's just sing.”

“Oh please, isn't there enough singing at the festival every year?”

“Then what should we perform? Are we really smas.h.i.+ng cement blocks on our chests?”

Everyone fell silent.

Like a bowl of water had been poured on their heads, their enthusiasm was instantly extinguished.

All the performances at the New Year Festival were being rated. So, it wasn't just a simple performance; it was also a compet.i.tion between the cla.s.ses.

Considering the compet.i.tive situation between the first and third cla.s.s, losing was not an option! Especially not to the first cla.s.s!

But…

For the last two years, the first cla.s.s had taken home the top three rankings.

Could they really win?

“Let's do a play or a cla.s.sical dance.”

A voice suddenly interrupted.

Everyone looked over. When they realized who had made this suggestion, there was a strange expression on their faces.

Because, in the third cla.s.s, this person was someone who had been singled out. She was in the third cla.s.s, but her heart was with the first cla.s.s. After all, she was good friends with Song Jingwan and she often opposed Song Yaoyao.

Xu Yue did not notice everyone's gazes as she stared at Song Yaoyao and said, “Since we all have dance backgrounds, we can practice over the next few days. While everyone's doing pop dances, we can try something different. Also, the first cla.s.s is bound to perform a play. We shouldn't avoid it just because it is their specialty. We should accept the challenge. If we win, it would be so satisfying, and even if we lose, we don't have to be sad; we have three tries.”

“That's easy to say. How do you know our performances will be liked?”

“Exactly! Don't tell me you're messing with us to help the first cla.s.s.”

Everyone was still hostile toward Xu Yue.

Who told her to be so annoying in the past.

The skinny girl smiled. Her single eyelids and wild eyebrows made her look carefree and casual.

When she wasn't scheming, she was surprisingly pleasant to the eye.

Xu Yue looked at Song Yaoyao. “Our performance will be liked…because we have Song Yaoyao…”

With her around, they would never lose.

She was the backbone of the third cla.s.s.

Everyone was surprised as their gazes fell upon Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao nodded as she looked into Xu Yue's eyes. Her lips curved upwards. “Okay.”

They were performing a cla.s.sical dance and a play.

Then…

What about the third performance?

Song Yaoyao turned around.

Shen Xun sensed something was wrong and immediately stood up to leave. “Big Bro, I'm busting to go to the toilet…”

“Wait.”

Song Yaoyao's eyes curved and she called out sweetly to him, “Shen Xun, you and Han Jun can handle the third performance.”

A cold sweat formed on Shen Xun's head. “No, I can't. I'll only embarra.s.s us. Really!”

Everyone lowered their heads and whispered amongst themselves, “Did you hear that?”

“No, I didn't hear anything.”

They were deaf at that moment.

Han Jun choked in fear. “That's right, Yaoyao, we can't do it! Also, think about it, Brother Xun may have a bad temper, but he's quite popular! If he does an act with me, his admirers will have their hearts crushed!”