Chapter 9 Ball
Why? Shui Yi said lazily, "Because I don't want to participate."
Seeing that the whole class's eyes were focused on her face, Chen Yun smiled bitterly and said, "Miss, aren't you demolishing my stage?"
"No," Chen Yun said. Although she couldn't laugh and cry, she couldn't let her go in front of so many people. "This time, Shuiyi must participate. This is the tradition of the school."
Shui Yi looked at Chen Yun's serious eyes and sighed helplessly, "Uh-huh."
"Next month?" Xuanhong raised his eyebrows and said, "It's the 29th today. Isn't that a few days later?"
Because Shuiyu Painting is busy with the performance of Gangli, I haven't been in trouble with Shuiyi these days. However, Shuiyi obviously felt depressed, which may be the calm before the storm.
Time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, a few days passed.
Because this is the school's twenty-year anniversary and the three-monthly dance, the scene arrangement this time is not generally heavy.
In a hall with an area of about 1,000 square meters, the floor is covered with red carpet. What echoes the carpet is that the walls of the room are stained with purple-red fluorescent paper, and the red and green lights on the roof make it look really beautiful.
There is a crystal-like round table in the center of the hall. In the center of the table, there is a large dark red square hollowed-out tripod. The tripod is surrounded by flying dragon statues, like flying, flying, howling, and full of momentum.
There are some colorful candies in the tripod, while some red and transparent red wine glasses are surrounded by candies, up, down, left and right. The uneven decorations look a little messy, but they have been carefully arranged. It's messy but not messy.
In front of the table, there is a large stage, and the stage is about 100 square meters. At that time, the performance of each class will be in this venue. Dozens of people stood up to perform, and the stage seemed large and wide.
At the right back of the table, there is an empty venue. On the ceiling of the venue, there are many white oval lights, red, orange, yellow, green and blue, glittering, and the lights are mixed with each other, which looks extremely brilliant. In addition, the CD and stereo on the far right can be seen. This is the dance floor.
The left rear corresponding to it is full of some long and square square square tables, dozens of meters long, three or four tables, and the upper and lower floors are full of food. It seems that this is the place to eat buffet.
With a long and far-reaching bell, the door was opened, and the students came in one after another.
Helpless, Shuiyi was helplessly pushed in by Chen Yun.
"I haven't changed my clothes yet. I'm embarrassed that you pushed me in like this." Shuiyi said to Shang Chenyun's strong crying and laughing.
"It doesn't matter. You won't be embarrassed. Anyway, I just want to gag her. Just stay here for a while." Chen Yun shrugged his shoulders and said casually.
"But," Shui Yi looked at the people in the hall. "They are wearing so heavily that I just sit like this. It's not good."
Looking at Shui Yi, Chen Yun glanced at her, "Come on, don't tell me that you want to slip away because of this."