Chapter 154: Teaching Sister Mang a Lesson?

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After a few seconds, Xi Yan said, “Gu Mang, you can pick whoever you like in Cla.s.s Twenty and Cla.s.s One. Gu Yin and Jianghuai will be working with you guys using instruments. Both of them have reached grade ten on piano and drums.”

Cla.s.s One’s Gu Yin and Jianghuai were in charge of the instruments and Gu Mang was in charge of the ch.o.r.eography?

Everyone was too shocked to say anything.

“Let’s go get ready. If you need cla.s.s funds to buy anything, go to the cla.s.s monitor.” Xi Yan gave them a slight smile. “Now, let’s start morning reading.”

With that said, she picked up her notebook and left the cla.s.sroom.

Lu Yang banged the table with his fist, his expression incredulous. “F*ck! What is the school thinking?”

Fatty thought that the school was playing with fire. “They’re not trying to patch up our bad relations.h.i.+p with Cla.s.s One, are they?”

Their relations.h.i.+p with Cla.s.s One was as good as their relations.h.i.+p between Ming City High School and the experimental middle school! Both sides couldn’t see eye to eye. They felt so helpless.

Chu Yao didn’t know what to say. He thought that the school leaders.h.i.+p was made up of dogs.

Qin Yaozhi leaned closer. “Sister Mang, pick me as one of the dancers!”

Gu Mang raised her pretty eyebrows. Qin Yaozhi knew she had succeeded. Yay!

Lu Yang looked at the excited Qin Yaozhi and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The news spread quickly among cla.s.ses. The two schools had five performances each for the party and each cla.s.s had already formed their teams. Upon hearing the news that Cla.s.s One and Cla.s.s Twenty were working together everyone became excited.

Hopefully they wouldn’t have a falling out before the compet.i.tion against the experimental high school.

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“Sister Mang, do you really want to work with Cla.s.s One?” Lu Yang browsed through the posts and comments on the school forum.

Gu Mang spun her pen with her slim, beautiful fingers and said casually, “I’ll choose the dancers first. Six girls.”

“Gu Mang, Gu Yin and Jianghuai are looking for you,” shouted someone at the cla.s.sroom door.

Hearing that, Gu Mang put down the pen, got up, stuffed her hands in her pockets, and walked out of the cla.s.sroom. Her gait and pace were very casual. Lu Yang quickly followed behind her.

When Gu Mang came out, Gu Yin gave her a gentle smile. “Sister.”

Looking at Gu Mang’s face, Jianghuai was reminded of the girl in red in Sheng Ting’s MV who seemed so ethereal and bewitching.

Her gaze froze for a moment. She spoke in a deliberately gentle voice, “Gu Mang, our form teacher asked you to select someone as soon as possible. Once we have our dancers, our cla.s.ses can adjust the lesson schedules to make time for practice.”

Year Three’s study schedule was very tight so they didn’t have much free time. Gu Yin glanced at Jianghuai and clenched her hands slightly, some anger in her eyes.

In the past, Jianghuai had only been nice toward her.

Gu Mang said lazily, “Pick three people in your cla.s.s who can dance. They should be my height.”

Jianghuai nodded. “Will you be choosing the music yourself or do you want to create the ch.o.r.eography after we choose the music?”

“I choose. I’ll send it to you in the afternoon,” Gu Mang said briefly, her expression insipid. “Once you have chosen the dancers, meet me at the Culture and Sports Center in the afternoon.”

Jianghuai smiled. “Okay, I hope we can bring honor to our school this time.”

Gu Yin gave her a warm, amiable smile as well. “Sister, who are the dancers in your cla.s.s?”

Gu Mang looked at her, a sinister smirk on her face. “Gu Yin, don’t be so nosy.”

Gu Yin’s smile stiffened as her body tensed up.

Jianghuai glanced at the pursed-lip Gu Yin whose face was pale. She frowned at Gu Mang. When she looked at her, she couldn’t help but speak harshly toward her, “Gu Mang, Yinyin is your sister. You should keep your temper in check sometimes.”

Gu Mang chuckled, her eyes narrowed as she said slowly, “Who are you, again?”

Jianghuai’s face turned red in an instant. She didn’t expect Gu Mang to not know who she was.