The next morning, Lu Xiaolai ran around the school twice as usual. He brought Zhou youyou breakfast on the way. After cleaning up, he went to the classroom with Zhou youyou.

Last night's big news has not yet spread, the radio sounded out of the March, passionate music resounded through the whole school, the whole school students are in a state of ignorance.

Because Shengjing school is a private school, there has never been a tradition of raising the national flag. Naturally, there are very few cases of going out for exercises, although flag bearers raise and lower the national flag every day.

From the beginning of school to now, the only one who hears March is the opening ceremony of the first day of school.

All the classes lined up and went to the Grand Theater in order.

However, on the stage of the Grand Theater, there is no one and no arrangement.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, there was still no movement, and the people under the stage began to stir up.

At this time, the headmaster took the microphone to the stage and began to speak.

"Dear students, a quarter of the semester has passed. In the first monthly exam, some students have played well, but many students have played abnormally..." the headmaster is on the stage. It sounds like a rumor.

Lu Xiaolai sits in the area of class 103, holding his cheek to count the heads in front of him.

Suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder.

Lu Xiaolai turned around and saw Gu canzhao standing behind her in her school uniform, looking at him in surprise: "Why are you still at school?"

"Come with me." Gu canzhao smiles and reaches out his hand to her.

Lu Xiaolai didn't understand what he was going to do, but he still put his hand in his hand.

Gu canzhao clenched her hand, pulled her from her seat, and led her to the stage in countless eye-catching gifts.

It's like... Sort of understood what he was going to do.

Warm heart, sweet are about to melt away.

The headmaster on the stage is still making up the following serious things: "the primary responsibility of students is learning. Our learning mode may be too single, but we advocate students' autonomy and give them a broader and more free learning platform..."

Gu canzhao leads Lu Xiaolai to the center of the stage and grabs the microphone from the headmaster.

The principal seemed relieved and went down from the other side of the stage.

His hand held hers all the time and never let go.

Lu Xiaolai stood beside Gu canzhao innocently, looking at the crowd with dense seats.

Gu canzhao looks indifferent, but no longer cold and heartless.

He picked up the microphone and said, "guys, I hear you care about my personal life."

There was silence, no one spoke, no one was distracted, and all eyes were focused on the stage.

"I'm sorry that you misunderstood me and thought you could comment on me. Please put away your extra care. How I am and how my emotional life is has nothing to do with you. "

Every word has its voice.

Gu canzhao looked at Lu Xiaolai beside her, took her hand, raised it to her lips, gave her a kiss on the back of her hand, and continued to face the seat: "my girlfriend, if you don't agree, please hold it. I'm not a generous person. I can't hold any gossip. In the future, if you want me to hear any more gossip, please go away by yourself, except for none. "

The chill spread from Gu canzhao to the whole audience.

Like an emperor, he gave the last death order to his people.

Lu Xiaolai stood beside him with an elegant smile.