Chapter 12 Lan Style Recipes

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After working shifts all morning, Hu Xiujie broke into the classroom when he came back to the first class in the afternoon.

"Class meeting."

The owls immediately sat upright collectively.

Hu Xiujie stood still in the center of the podium, his cold eyes swept across the class, "First of all, congratulations to everyone entering Math and Science Class A."

There was a burst of neat applause in the class.

Crack clack clack clack clack.

The same rise and fall, the rhythm is even. Sincere restraint, only drum eight times.

Xie Lan was stunned for a moment, and there were three other newcomers with him. Wang Gou joined the applause midway, but the applause was not right, and the others stopped abruptly, so he clapped twice more, which was very embarrassing.

Xie Lan subconsciously glanced at Dou Sheng. Dou Sheng was also a member of the Eighth Army, but he looked very indifferent.

Hu Xiujie waited for the applause to end, and then said, "Then, welcome to the four new students joining this semester: Xie Lan, Wang Gou, Feng Miao, Mao Lengxue."

Crack clack clack clack clack.

Eight more tones.

Xie Lan whispered: "Have you ever practiced?"

Dou Sheng hummed reluctantly.

"The class teacher is Hu Xiujie, everything is possible." He said speechlessly.

There were only four new classmates, but Hu Xiujie still initiated a round of self-introduction for the whole class.

"Save time, just sit on the seat, no more than three sentences per person, new students can say more."

Shift cadres first, and then come in seat order.

Xie Lan estimated that each person could tell their names and hobbies in three sentences, but he soon found out that he was wrong.

Dong Jingjing was the first to stand up.

"Squad leader Dong Jingjing, I will continue to serve you wholeheartedly in the new semester. The premise is that if you have something to say, don't pluck my hair!"

The whole class was happy, and Hu Xiujie, who walked to the side and sat down, also smiled faintly.

Immediately afterwards, Dai You stood up, "Dai You, the study committee member, if you don't study well, you will always take the second place in the exam. Stay up late at night and drink the sweetest coffee."

Xie Lan only remembered in a daze, it seems that since the first day, there was a whole row of coffee on his desk, and there was never a shortage.

Then there is a petite and cute girl with fair skin and two dimples when she smiles, "Liu Zixuan, literary and art committee member, I thought I had to go to another class to develop house dance after this exam, but I didn't expect to be able to continue to be here by the big guys." Suppression, alas."

Hu Xiujie said with a smile, "Class four can't do without you."

Hu Xiujie's words were quite frightening when he said them. Wang Gou shuddered all over Xie Lan's peripheral vision, but the members of the fourth class didn't react, and they booed together. That's a must.

Xie Lan asked Dou Sheng in a low voice, "What is house dance?"

"It's the kind of dance that you can dance when you have nothing to do at home." Dou Sheng flicked his wrist casually, "That's it."

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