Chapter 527: drama class
My Beauty Qunfang 527 Drama Lesson
"Okay, okay! Yours is all right!" Yuan Jingzhen whispered in shame. She was really embarrassed at this time. She didn't expect that as a teacher, she would secretly help the students in the classroom. , she doesn't know how to meet people!
Yuan Jingzhen's gentle jade hand let go of Su Ming's younger brother slightly, looking at the things on the ground and some stains on her hands, her jade face was even more flushed, she was very embarrassed to turn her head!
"Teacher, I'm very comfortable!" Su Ming smiled excitedly, and suddenly took Yuan Jingzhen's jade hand back, and held his younger brother, and then tried to push his body, so that his younger brother swayed in the gentle hands of the wife teacher , The younger brother has not completely softened, and Su Mington is refreshed again for a while!
Yuan Jingzhen couldn't help but glared at Su Ming's bad move and said, "Don't, stop it! Don't blush!"
"Haha! I'm so happy!" Su Ming took care of his own comfort, no embarrassment!
Yuan Jingzhen had to let Su Ming do this for a while, until Su Ming's younger brother completely lost his temper, Su Ming stopped moving, completely intoxicated in Yuan Jingzhen's arms, feeling the temperament of the teacher's wife, the endless mature charm permeates There is an inexhaustible sense of beauty in my whole body!
"The teacher will have a drama class tonight. You must come, you know?" Yuan Jingzhen said with a smile, Su Ming put her pigeons more than once or twice, and she asked Su Ming to promise to come.
Su Ming smiled and said, "Okay! I will definitely go, the teacher is relieved."
"Yeah!" Yuan Jingzhen replied with a smile and said, "Go back to class! What happened just now can't be known, it's a secret between you and me!"
"I know!" Su Ming turned to look at the beautiful face in front of him and said, "The teacher is so beautiful, can I kiss your face?"
"Go! Go to class, less stinky!" Yuan Jingzhen glared and said.
"Hee hee! Then I want to kiss!" Su Ming said and kissed, Yuan Jingzhen's tender lips were kissed by Su Ming!
"Aiya! You bastard, you actually kissed me!" Yuan Jingzhen didn't get angry, her beauty was red, and she gave Su Ming a ruthless look.
"Remember to bring that kid back, don't let him come to class, you are so ridiculous!" Su Ming walked out of the room, Yuan Jingzhen said behind him.
Su Ming turned around and smiled, "This, the principal arranged it, what can I do?"
"Dizzy! It's the principal again!" Yuan Jingzhen sighed in annoyance, that ruffian principal was simply stunned by the money!
Yuan Jingzhen knew that Su Ming was the son of a wealthy family, so she sighed helplessly and ignored this matter. She was not an idiot either. Su Ming benefited the school, and the school would definitely not object to him. Come to think of it, Su Ming is not a bad mess. He helped himself to get this drama class. On the one hand, he wanted to help himself fulfill his dream of being a teacher. On the other hand, he could add another class to the school. I believe that many students will like drama. class!
With small steps, Su Mingle walked to the classroom of Class 007 leisurely, in a very good mood!
In the classroom, Long Xiaobao was surrounded by a group of girls, who asked this and that, very curious about Long Xiaobao!
Long Xiaobao liked it at first, but at this moment, he was also bothered, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "You guys can't finish it! I'm angry!"
"Hee hee, Xiaobao, hurry up and say who your mother is? Is your father Su Ming?"
"That guy is amazing, he already has such an old son, let me do the math, my God! He didn't rub off the crystallization of love with your mother at the age of eleven, right?" said a female student with a shocked expression.
Han Yueyue's face is also flushed, this kind of thing has been imagined, and she still needs to say it? Really embarrassing!
When Su Ming returned to the classroom, he was immediately met with contempt! At the same time, it is also admired by men!
The female students all despised Su Ming, making Su Ming inexplicable, what's wrong? Who have you provoked? Female students actually despise themselves collectively?
"Boss, they are so annoying, can I beat them up?" Long Xiaobao said angrily.
"Eh..." Su Ming let out a depressed sigh.
Han Yueyue asked curiously, "Come on, how long have you been a father?"
"You are crazy! I brought Xiaobao back from outside!" Su Ming rolled his eyes and said.
"Hey, you're lying! As you say, why can't I bring a cute child home outside?" Han Yueyue didn't believe it at all, and rolled her eyes instead.
"Personality issue, what can I do?" Su Ming giggled.
Han Yueyue pouted, suddenly pulled Long Xiaobao over to sit next to her, and said, "Xiaobao, be my tablemate from now on!"
"Then can you give me a gentle sister?" Long Xiaobao asked.
"I am the gentle elder sister!" Han Yueyue said very seriously.
"Then I'll sit with you!" Long Xiaobao said happily.
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In the evening, Su Ming promised Yuan Jingzhen to go to drama class. This time Su Ming didn't let the pigeons go, otherwise the teacher would be really angry!
Many students in class 007 also came to the drama room with great interest. The school specially built a spacious drama room. At this time, thirty students were sitting neatly on the seats in the drama room, looking at the stage one after another. Yuan Jingzhen.
Su Ming and Han Yueyue sat together, also looking at Yuan Jingzhen.
"Dear students, maybe you haven't taken a drama class, but the teacher will show you the lesson carefully! If you like it, come over every day in the future, and you can also participate in drama speeches." Yuan Jingzhen smiled at the classmates.
"Teacher, please speak, we will listen carefully." The students below laughed in unison.
"Yeah! Then the teacher will give a speech. This drama requires two people to speak well, but neither of you can, so the teacher will give a two-person drama alone. The drama is called Romeo and Juliet." Yuan Jingzhen laughed.
Standing on the top of the podium, Yuan Jingzhen calmed down the joy in her heart slightly, and then started to speak!
Juliet: Are you leaving? It's not yet clear. It was the nightingale, not the lark, calling through your trembling ear. At night she sings in the far pomegranate tree. Trust me, dear, that's the nightingale.
Romeo: That is the lark, the messenger of the dawn; not the nightingale. Behold, my dear, the distant eastern sky, the streaks of malice lace the crevices of the clouds. The stars of the night are gone, and the pleasant day waits on tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I have to leave and live, or stay and die.
Juliet: That amount of light in the distance is not daylight; I, I know what it is. It is the shooting star revealed by the sun to guide you tonight and light your way to Montecieu. So stay for a while; you don't have to go.
Romeo: Let me be arrested, let me be executed. I have no complaints, if you intend to. I would say that the distant grayness is not the dawn, but the pale image of the moon goddess; nor is the song of the lark resounding, the sky above us. I would like to stay rather than leave. Come, death, welcome! Juliet intended to do so. What's the matter, my dear? Let's talk; it's not daylight...
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