Chapter 176 Neck Warmer
At 5:30 in the evening, the bell rang, marking the end of the afternoon activities.

Li Luo and his group went to the cafeteria together, had a simple dinner, and then returned to their respective classes.

It was already past six in the evening.

The cold winter wind was blowing outside the window. Since no one was in the classroom in the afternoon and the heating was not turned on, it was very cold.

Li Luo put on the red scarf knitted for him by Ying Chanxi, put his hands into the scarf, and warmed them with the heat from his neck.

Yan Zhusheng turned his head to look at the movements of his hands and couldn't help rubbing his hands: "Won't your neck be cold like this?"

"It's cold." Li Luo said, "But it will be fine once you warm your hands up. You can try it too."

"Can I do that too?"

"Of course, aren't hands on your body?"

"Oh, you're welcome then."

Yan Zhusheng nodded, then stretched out his hands, put them into Li Luo's scarf, and pressed them tightly against his warm neck.

Li Luo shuddered all over because of the coldness of her little hand. He stared at her in confusion and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Li Luo: "...Did you misunderstand what I said?"

"Hmm?" Yan Zhusheng blinked, "What misunderstanding?"

"I asked you to cover your neck."

"But you asked me to try."

"...Okay, my question." Li Luo was defeated by her innocent expression and raised his hands in surrender, "Have you warmed it up? I'm freezing."

"Okay." Yan Zhusheng retracted his hand with a satisfied look on his face, feeling warm. "You won't be angry, will you?"

"What can you do if I get angry?"

"Then I'll cover your neck too."

"Thank you so much..."

Li Luo tightened her scarf and looked at the time. It was still a few minutes before half past six.

So he shouted to Zhu Yufei: "Let everyone get ready. We will line up to go downstairs soon. You must bring your own chair."

"OK." Zhu Yufei responded, stood up and walked to the podium, asking everyone to get ready, and those who wanted to bring snacks should remember to prepare them in advance.

This kid Zhang Guohuang even brought a telescope.

After all, there will be 3 classes from three grades crowded on the basketball court. If you are unlucky and sit in the back row, it will probably be difficult to see the stage in front clearly.

When the bell was about to ring at half past six, Kong Junxiang finally appeared at the classroom door, and Teacher Ding had disappeared.

But judging by his rosy face, he must have had a fulfilling day today.

It’s a pity that Li Luo was not a student of the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School in his previous life, and I don’t know whether Old Kong finally got the girl. Let me show you what Little Kong looks like.

After Kong Junxiang walked into the classroom, the bell rang on time at 6:30 in the evening.

The teacher's orderly voice came from the radio, requiring each class to organize themselves into formations, bring their chairs, and go downstairs to the basketball court in an orderly manner.

The students in Class 8 also took action immediately, with excitement on their faces.

Even in the cold winter wind, the atmosphere in the teaching building is still hot.

Li Luo picked up his chair and followed the team downstairs.

On the way, Yan Zhusheng held the chair with both hands, looked left and right, his face full of curiosity.

Li Luo glanced at her and asked, "Do you want me to get you a chair?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhusheng immediately shook his head: "It's okay, I can carry it."

"I can't carry it anymore." Xu Yinghuan walked in front of Yan Zhusheng, turned back and said with a smile, "Squad Leader, can you help me carry it?"

"Take your own chair." Li Luo criticized righteously, "How can you not move a chair at such a young age? Xu Yinghuan, you need to reflect on yourself. Do you exercise seriously and strive to be a three-good student with all-round development in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor?"

"..." Xu Yinghuan was stunned by what he said, and then she was speechless, "Squad leader, you are really hypocritical. Why didn't you say this when you asked Zhu Sheng just now?"

"I was just testing Yan Zhusheng just now." Li Luo said nonsense seriously, "Look, he passed my test perfectly, proving that he is a healthy, independent and good young man. But I haven't even asked you to test him yet, and you have already fallen on your own initiative."

Xu Yinghuan: “……?”

Li Luo could even make a dead person look alive. Xu Yinghuan was speechless and could only roll her eyes in the end.

Shao Heqi, who was witnessing the whole process, was stunned and wondered if there was such a thing?
This reminded him of the junior high school graduation ceremony a few months ago. If he knew Li Luo's trick, why would he help Jin Yuting move the chairs?

However, just as their team walked onto Houde Road, Yan Zhusheng suddenly said to Li Luo after listening to her long speech: "I'm a little tired now, Li Luo, can you help me move the chair?"

"Are you really tired?"

"Ah."

"Give it to me." Li Luo reached out and lifted Yan Zhusheng's chair onto his shoulders. "Let's go." Xu Yinghuan, who was standing in front of him, heard the noise and turned around to see the couple's activities. She immediately opened her eyes wide and asked, "Squad leader, what do you mean by this? You said it's not double standards!"

"You don't understand this." Li Luo shook his head and said to Xu Yinghuan, "This is the commendation given to Yan Zhusheng by the organization after she passed the test. She deserves it."

Xu Yinghuan: "...Okay, whatever you say is right."

Soon, everyone arrived at the entrance of the basketball court in an orderly manner, facing the night and moonlight.

At this time, a temporary stage had been built near the north wall of the basketball court.

Right in front of the stage was a huge bonfire that had been set up, but had not yet been lit.

At the four corners around the basketball court, four incandescent lamps have been lit to provide illumination for the students on the basketball court.

The seniors in their second and third years of high school were arranged at both ends of the stage, while the freshmen occupied the best viewing seats facing the stage, spreading out in a fan shape.

The location of Class 8 is neither good nor bad, it is located on the left side of the stage, in the middle of the seating arrangement.

If your eyesight is better, you can still see what's happening on the stage clearly.

It took about twenty minutes in total, and the students from the three grades of the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School were finally seated.

Everyone stretched their necks and looked around with great interest, and finally focused on the stage and bonfire in the front.

The principal walked onto the stage with a microphone in hand. He tested the sound of the microphone and then said with a smile, "Students, sorry for the long wait."

"Today, let's not waste any more time talking nonsense and just start our first session."

"Come on, count down with me."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The students in the second and third years of high school had obviously experienced this scene before, and they started the countdown very cooperatively.

The first-year high school students realized what was going on later and apparently knew what it was doing. They all started shouting excitedly.

"Seven, six, five, four..."

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

“Light a bonfire!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the physical education teacher in the audience had already poured flammable oil on the bonfire, and then threw in a fire starter, instantly igniting the firewood that had been prepared in the bonfire.

At first, it was just a small flame.

But gradually, the flames grew bigger and stronger. The students in the front row could even clearly feel the heat wave, which instantly blew away the cold winter wind.

The students' mood gradually burned with the burning of the bonfire, and the atmosphere of the party instantly became exciting and high-spirited.

The principal was obviously very happy as he immediately started playing live music and sang "The Long March".

When they sang the line “All are happy after the three armies have passed by,” the principal waved his hand and called it quits!
The students applauded.

The principal, who was a soldier, regained his smiling face and waved his hand, saying, "I won't take up any more of your time. What's the next program?"

"Oh, it's the crosstalk of Class 7 of Senior 2, right?"

"Come on, you are welcome!"

After the principal finished speaking, he walked off the stage.

Two students from Class 7 of Grade 2 appeared on the stage wearing red and green gowns, singing and joking, making the students in the audience laugh.

Li Luo watched the scenes on the stage, feeling more and more emotional.

Is this what a good high school is like?
It turns out that I really went to a fake high school!

"Li Luo." Yan Zhusheng pulled Li Luo's scarf.

"Ok?"

"The president is looking for us." Yan Zhusheng pointed at Niu Qingling who was standing in the back row and waving at the two of them.

Their show was scheduled for the penultimate show.

The last program was a chorus of the school song, so there was nothing wrong with saying that their performance was the finale.

Although it is still early for the penultimate show, we still have to go there early and make preparations.

"Let's go." Li Luo adjusted the scarf around his neck, stood up and said.

Yan Zhusheng also stood up, and the two of them followed Niu Qingling to the open space behind the stage.

(End of this chapter)