Jiang Baocu felt desperate.
"Everyone will know I’m faking it." Jiang Baocu denied her own idea again, "I can host the afternoon music program next sester, and maybe take over Yang Mingming’s spot next year. I can’t back out now."
Sheng Tang was overwheld by her indecision.
Eventually, she felt a bit numb.
While Jiang Baocu talked to herself, Sheng Tang pulled out her math workbook to do problems.
Doing the problems didn’t stop Jiang Baocu from talking, and Jiang Baocu’s nagging didn’t stop Sheng Tang from studying. In this aspect, they were very in sync, and being together was easy and pleasant.
In the next two days, Jiang Baocu ca up with several ideas.
However, all her attempts to avoid the issue were seen through.
"...You missed the tree planting event at the beginning of the year; you had an excuse for the visit to the nursing ho; and you didn’t go to cheer for the Mid-Autumn broadcasting contest earlier." The person in charge coldly laid out the accounts for Jiang Baocu.
Jiang Baocu was dumbfounded.
She thought about it. Indeed, she had valid reasons at the ti, it wasn’t intentional.
But when all these things were counted together, it beca hard to argue.
"Do you not want to be in the broadcasting club?" The person in charge finally questioned her sternly.
Jiang Baocu was speechless.
She went back to Sheng Tang to cry about it.
Sheng Tang felt she was acting a bit strange: "You had legitimate reasons for your absences before, and I believe you. But this ti, you seem a bit unusual."
Jiang Baocu: "...."
Having a smart deskmate isn’t always good.
She took a deep breath, telling herself it would be okay, and then reluctantly signed up to perform a song.
Sheng Tang and a few other classmates promised her they would be there to cheer her on during her performance.
"It’s not a big deal." Another girl who was close to Jiang Baocu said, "Even if you ss up, it’s fine. There won’t be many people watching that day."
Jiang Baocu nodded.
She was singing a very sweet song.
After several rehearsals, with Sheng Tang also watching, Jiang Baocu didn’t seem as nervous as she had expected.
She perford quite well.
"You’re just overthinking it. You sang beautifully, the only thing is that your stage presence was a bit stiff, but it’s fine," Sheng Tang said.
Other friends chid in with agreent.
But there seed to be sothing in Jiang Baocu’s expression that she couldn’t put into words.
Everyone noticed, but since she didn’t say anything, they couldn’t press her about it and had to act like they didn’t know.
"It’ll be fine!" Jiang Baocu also tried to encourage herself.
But things often don’t go as planned.
On the day of the actual performance, sothing major happened that caught Jiang Baocu completely off guard.
The visit to the school for disabled students was scheduled for Friday.
However, on Friday morning, there was a sudden notification: the Director of the Education Bureau would be visiting, accompanied by a dozen junior officials from the bureau.
They were originally scheduled to visit the school for disabled students, but upon learning about Huishi High School’s invitation, they decided to co over together.
The school was surprised and imdiately replaced the head of the reception with the school director.
The event’s scale was significantly upgraded.
Each class had class officers accompanying, and the afternoon performance was reorganized for the whole school to watch.
Due to the urgency, the rehearsed programs couldn’t be changed, but they needed to add a few higher-level performances.
The performance duration was extended from the original one hour to two and a half hours.
Jiang Baocu seized the opportunity to request, "Replace !"
"There’s no ti!" The person in charge said, "Besides, you sing very well, if anyone gets replaced, it won’t be you."
Jiang Baocu was on the verge of tears.
The morning visit also reached Sheng Tang’s class.
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