Restart the Flying Age

　　 Seeing Zhao Li come back soaringly, Wu Tao knew it was done.

　　 "But Teacher Qiu asked to add the plot of his fighting of wits and courage in the principal's office..."

　　 "This old enemy, there are so many things! I know to add drama to myself..." Wu Tao grumbled.

　　 Then I thought about it, it’s not all good for the old enemies to add drama.

　　 At least if this matter happened in the future, there would be a tall man with him.

　　 In a blink of an eye, Thursday, a scumbag confession, the final version is finally finalized.

　　Sun Xiaoyu lay on the edge of the table and said leisurely: "Lili, you painted so well, I can't bear to give it away."

　　 Looking at his first work, although Zhao Li didn't say anything, Wu Tao could also see that it was equally difficult to give up.

　　 Wu Tao waved his hand, "This original hand-drawn manuscript, we must keep it! In the future, we will wait for you to become famous, it is absolutely valuable! Don't worry, this matter will be left to me."

　　 That afternoon, Wu Tao went to the New Century Computer Graphics and Text Agency, and then he brought back the hand-drawn manuscripts and ten bound printed manuscripts.

　　 After special color processing, the pen and ink of the printed manuscript looks thicker than the hand-drawn manuscript.

　　 If you copy again like this, it won’t be blurred or unclear.

　　 It was the first time to see her work as a printed matter, and Zhao Li excitedly didn't even want the hand-painted manuscript.

　　 Wu Tao took it for granted. Sun Xiaoyu, who hadn't snatched it, had to step back and grab a printed copy.

　　 As for the other nine books, except for one for Qiu Xiaotian, Zhao Li will handle all the remaining eight books.

　　 She loves to give it to whoever.

　　 When studying in the evening, Li Cheng returned to class with a lot of sports equipment.

　　 Each athlete is assigned a t-shirt and two self-adhesive number plates in printed version, one on the front and one on the back.

　　 Zhao Li looked at the two number plates, the design is rather delicate, but there is a line above and below the number.

　　 Upward: Chuan Chuan Xiang Mala Tang.

　　Down: The only brand recommended by Beijiang Middle School.

　　 "This is your design? It sounds like the same thing, but it seems, why is it so awkward?"

　　 Wu Tao said without shame: "The store spent 4,000 yuan. It's always okay to give it a name? At first glance, I'm awkward, but I slowly get used to it."

　　 At this moment, Li Cheng came over and said, "Wu Tao, Director Liu is looking for you outside."

　　 Wu Tao looked up and saw the grade director Liu Jindong nodding at him by the lawn outside the window.

　　 Yes, this is another matter!

　　 trot over, Wu Tao asked: "Director Liu, are you looking for me?"

　　 Liu Jindong's hair isn't long, it's a bit self-curling, and he puts a lot of wax on it. The whole person is full of looks.

"Wu Tao, you know that tomorrow afternoon, our school sports meeting is about to open. Although the funds that the school can provide are limited, we can't do it too shabby or not on the stage, right? We must be determined to make it a novelty An exciting, uplifting and positive event!"

　　 Wu Tao nodded his head on the surface, but in his heart he thought to himself: ‘What does this matter have to do with me, you seem to be unable to tell me, right? ’

　　 Liu Jindong seemed to see through his thoughts, and he turned to the point.

　　 "The idea of ​​sponsoring you last time was a good one. It successfully solved our problem of shortage of funds. Now we have encountered a new problem. I will personally ask for your ideas."

　　 Wu Tao smiled bitterly to himself, ‘it turns out that the roots are here, come on, I’m asking for this. No matter what Director Liu said, he had to follow it up. ’

　　 Besides being someone else, maybe you still feel proud of yourself, after all, the grade director personally found him.

　　 "All right, Director Liu, if you have any instructions, please speak up."

　　 Liu Jindong smiled, and said with a drake: "I knew that your kid can help me share my worries!"

"...It's like this. For the opening ceremony tomorrow, I want to add some performances to avoid the tediousness of the previous years. It saves the school leaders from being tired of speaking and the students below are also annoying to listen. I heard that you have something to do with the art school, can you? Find some people to perform some shows and enliven the atmosphere?"

　　Everything is said to be on, Wu Tao can only bite the bullet and answer: "Okay, Director Liu, I will try."

　　 "One more thing, there is still a lack of photographers, to record the demeanor of the athletes and the glimpses of the school sports meeting. I heard that you have good photography skills, and you are a genius photographer..."

　　 "Sure, this matter is on my body!" Wu Tao agreed without waiting for the other party to finish.

　　 Liu Jindong patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said admiringly: "I know you can do it, work hard!"

　　 Going back to the classroom to discuss with Zhao Li, it seems that Tang Yan can only be asked about this matter.

　　 Back home that night, Wu Tao dialed Tang Yan's dormitory with a single call.

　　 When Tang Yan heard about this, she naturally agreed, but she couldn't help but muttered: "Why didn't you talk about this earlier? Speak earlier, I can help you find more people."

　　 "You don't need too many people!" Wu Tao couldn't help but feel ashamed. The more people came, the greater his fun. In the end, don't you have to greet you and deal with it yourself? In short, don't expect a penny from the school for this matter.

　　 "...Anyway, there are any ready-made programs that can enliven the atmosphere."

Tang Yan held the phone and talked with the classmates in the dormitory for a while. Then she asked, "Can you watch the cheerleading dance? A while ago~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We just finished the sports meeting. We are the most familiar with this dance, in a short time. It’s easy to get the number of people inside."

　　 Wu Tao immediately made a decision, "It's done, that's it. Tang Yan, I bother you, I will bring someone over tomorrow morning."

　　 Tang Yan said straightforwardly: "Wrap it on me. We are all classmates. I won't say anything outside. See you tomorrow."

　　 On Friday afternoon, the whole school gathered in the playground.

　　 By then, the sky will be high and the clouds will be light, and the autumn will be high and fresh.

　　 Colorful flags fluttering on the big playground, crowds of people, a lively scene.

　　 On the rostrum, a huge banner is particularly conspicuous: the 1995 Chuanchuanxiang Cup and the opening ceremony of the 54th School Games of Beijiang Middle School.

　　 In the rhythm of the welcome march, the school leaders headed by Zhang Guangwen sat in the front row of the rostrum.

　　 Liu Jindong as the host, presided over the opening ceremony.

　　 According to past practice, the first item is nothing more than Zhang Guangwen's speech and announcing the opening of the sports meeting.

　　 But this year is different.

　　 The welcome march suddenly cut into the classic piece of cheerleading dance-WeWillRockYou, and then, 16 female art school models headed by Tang Yan poured into the venue like mercury.

　　 There was thunderous applause in the audience, and almost all the boys were agitated like animals.

　　 Whistle, cheers, waves are higher than waves!

　　 Although the female models do not have miniskirts, they are born with long legs, wearing sports shorts, and they are still dazzling!

　　 Wu Tao remembered what Liu Jindong had said.

　　 Whether this school sports meeting can become a novel, upward, and positive event, he does not know.

　　 But he knows for sure that this is definitely a hungry animal event, and it will be recorded in the school history of Beijiang Middle School.