The anchor has a concert

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In Pan An's eyes, the story shared by Ding Ying's siblings is a bit outrageous.

Might be age related.

Because I am young, I like to exaggerate things to attract attention.

This is not uncommon, who hasn't come from that stage?

And this disease will not be cured, it will only lie dormant, and awaken again when encountering someone or something!

However, sometimes everyone just laughs it off, and sometimes it becomes a more serious problem.

For example, Ding Ying and his brother, the current situation caused even Pan An found it difficult to deal with.

From a protection point of view, he is not willing to go to No. [-] Middle School to find out.

When the cowhide is exposed, how can the Ding Ying siblings still have the face to stay?

However, this question related to education has accidentally hooked up so many big bosses who are not short of money, but they are in a state of anxiety that pity the parents of the world.

At this time, Ding Wei in the co-pilot seat, in order to increase the credibility of the story, took out his mobile phone and rummaged through a Moments video for him.

Pan An took it subconsciously: "What is it?"

"The Ninth Middle School is on the red list of the college entrance examination this year. Brother Xiaoan, look at the student class information above. Class 6 of the 13th year is the worst hope class in the Ninth Middle School.

One-fifth of the students of Ninth Middle School admitted to university this year are from Class [-], Grade [-]"

After hearing Ding Wei's explanation, Pan An paused in his heart, and carefully browsed the information on the red list.

No.1 in the whole school is Class 6, Grade 13.

Then, No.6 from No.11, No.17 to No.30 from No.[-]

The more he looked at Pan An, the more frightened he became.

After quitting this red list, I saw the comments from the classmates who forwarded this red list: I am not a fool, I only need a teacher Xiaomei! ! !

Seeing this sentence, Pan An only felt an electric current rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and blurted out a sentence:

"Master Shi, when we arrive at Suiding Mansion, we will go directly to the Ninth Middle School. Xiaowei, you are in charge of guiding the way."

Immediately afterwards, he presented this circle of friends in front of more than [-] online viewers in the live broadcast room.

It soon attracted a full screen of heated discussions:

"Class [-], Year [-], is it really the worst class in No. [-] Middle School?"

"Fuck"

"I'm deaf and can't see!"

"This is impossible!"

In less than an hour, the convoy passed the Suidingfu Expressway Toll Station.

When they were about to arrive in the urban area, Pan An greeted Du Jian, and under the guidance of Ding Wei, the off-road vehicle he was riding left the convoy and went straight to the No. [-] Middle School.

Because it was summer vacation, the school gate was closed, and even the gate was full of cars, like a parking lot.

The side entrance of the school is unobstructed and unattended.

It is very lively inside, it seems that there are many students playing here, although no one can be seen, but laughter can be heard.

A group of people entered the school, facing a huge sunken football field, which was about [-] meters away from the ground, and the surrounding steps were set up as stands.

If you don't get closer, you can't see what's going on in the stadium.

Pan An and the others discovered the origin of those laughter.

There is a group of people engaged in activities on the lawn of the football field, including men, women and children.

Among them, the protagonist is wearing a bright red curly train, properly dressed as a bride, and is surrounded by a group of people playing games.

On one side were students aged [-], [-] or [-], there were nearly a hundred of them, and the commotion was the loudest.

On one side are adults in their 50s and [-]s, who are making plans and have the brightest smiles. There are about a hundred or so people.

There were seven or eight others who were dressed up and looked like flower girls.

To be honest, seeing this scene, anyone would feel that they just happened to catch up with a wedding event.

Although I didn't see where the groom was, there were no banquets filled with various foods, champagne towers, reception desks and so on.

So Pan An, in front of the audience in the live broadcast room, sent a few pleasing blessings to the newcomers, and was about to find the red list and the clues of Teacher Xiaomei.

As soon as he turned around, he was grabbed by Ding Wei and Ding Ying.

While confused, I just heard a burst of shouting in unison from the football field: "Mr. Xiaomei, we love you forever!!!"

Pan An was taken aback, and turned to ask Ding Ying and Ding Wei, "Is the one wearing the wedding dress Teacher Xiaomei?"

The two nodded in unison.

"Is Teacher Xiaomei getting married today?" Pan An was a little embarrassed when he almost passed by the owner.

The two siblings looked at each other, and shook their heads in unison: "We don't know either!"

Seeing the two of them like this, Pan An knew that he could only rely on himself.

He intends to observe first, and then decide what strategy to use to approach.

The other party declined even the Imperial Academy's recommendation to participate in the "Moving Empire Person of the Year" selection, so he might not be willing to be on camera.

In this regard, Pan An's basic principle is to communicate effectively on the basis of respecting the wishes of the other party, eliminate disagreements, and achieve the ultimate goal.

But the more he looked, the more confused Pan An became: "Who is the groom? Have you found the groom? Why haven't I seen the groom?"

Ding Ying's eyes were also full of confusion: "I didn't find anyone dressed as a groom."

Qi Cheng'er frowned: "Xiao An, what do I think?"

"What do you think?" Pan Anxun looked over.

Qi Cheng'er expressed her deduction in her heart: "I don't think this is a wedding!"

Ding Wei seconded, "I don't think it's a wedding either?"

After getting support, Qi Cheng'er straightened out all the doubts: "Look at those young people, they should be students.