Chapter 47: Rest when you have to rest. (1/2)

An assassin has appeared and that is unfavorable to Chu Yue. Xiao Luo's nerves are in a state of high tension these days. Whether in class or in class choral exercises, he is especially sensitive to any stranger who appears.

Chu YunXiong miraculously got the assassin's information.

So Xiao Luo not only knew the assassin's name and nickname, but also his appearance was engraved in his mind.

Frowning, he looked at the dense forest nearby, lost in thought: if I were him, then when and where would I choose to start?

Thinking to himself, a melon-shaped face suddenly appeared in front of him, a pair of glazed eyes staring at him angrily, it was the class monitor Huang Ruoran.

”What?” Xiao Luo lightly asked.

Huang Ruoran accused loudly: ”Everyone is concentrating on practicing chorus. Only you have been standing here absent-mindedly. What are you thinking?”

”Everyone's spare time is very precious. We have practiced singing for two hours today, and our voices are almost hoarse. Isn't that enough?” Xiao Luo rightfully rebuked.

In the past, when he was in college, he was also very disgusted with the choir performance competition held by the school. It was meaningless. It was better to let the students use the choir practice time to do something they like to do.

These words resonated with the English major girls, who spoke in succession.

”Yes, squad leader, let's call it a day. My voice is hoarse and my legs are sore. It seems that they are not my own anymore.”

”Two hours is long enough. Anyway, there are still two weeks and a practice tomorrow!”

”I really want to have a rest. If I continue to practice, then we won't be able to sing anymore.”

It takes a lot of physical strength to practice chorus standing up, and all the English majors now feel like they need to stop.

”No, the ranking of the chorus competition directly affects our professional collective honor. Now we can't even sing the song” Yellow River ”neatly. How can we participate in the competition? If we go on stage, we will certainly make a joke. Two weeks seems a long time, but there is not much time left for us to practice. It takes us 28 hours to play and count. We must have a sense of crisis. ” Huang Ruoran righteously said.

”Even if you have any sense of crisis, you have to eat. It's 11: 55 now, and there are five more minutes to eat at the peak. You still have to queue up for anything you want.” Xiao Luo lightly smiled.

People need to eat not to mention the Time got to the cafeteria!

Chu Yue's heart could not help but agree, she did feel her empty stomach.

Huang Ruoran took out her mobile phone and looked at the time. Then she shouted, ”We will dissolve after singing five more times!”

What? You want to sing five more times?

God, please help us!

Hearing this, the girl who was already feeling tired and her legs and feet were sore and numb immediately began to cry.