After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE - Chapter 191

The school celebration officially kicked off on Wednesday.

In accordance with the past, the celebration started with the flag-raising ceremony, and the national flag team performed first.

Immediately following this was the school tour. There was a spacious aisle for driving around the school. At this time, the red tape marking off the aisle was surrounded by students who wanted to see the passing crowd.

Everyone was very excited, and many people came from other schools.

Wen Mingming volunteered to be the host of the tour party. The hosts and the garden party were not officially organized by the school, but rather arranged by the student union, so they were naturally much more open than the school’s style.

Su Qiuge had never seen such a formation before. It was a kind of phalanx school tour. The school spirit of Experimental School 2 was also very open. Su Qiuge even saw a unicycle group on the tour. The people riding them were juggling.

Wen Mingming stood outside the red line, surrounded by crowds, and her voice could be heard from the broadcasts all over the school.

“The next person walking towards us is the lovely maid phalanx from the 12th class of the juniors——”

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire campus was filled with cheers.

To put it more exaggeratedly, they were cheers of schadenfreude.

Wen Mingming continued to recite the speech with emotion, “The boys in Class 12 are full of vigor and willing to admit defeat, that’s quite the spirit, as the saying goes, the real man is to wear the cutest maid’s clothes, so we thank them for bringing you a visual feast this time!”

Wen Mingming laughed when she read out this line, and the atmosphere of the people outside the red tape was also very restless for a while.

“Class 12 of the juniors!! You are the most beautiful fireworks in the whole school!!”

“What are you guys doing!! Strut! Twerk it! Strut harder!”

“Yes, yes, you can’t do it like this, the little rabbit maid should be more lively, and dance while walking!”

“Don’t make it difficult for them, if they keep twisting like that, they’ll twist into the seventh dimension…”

Su Qiuge heard this and looked at the parade again.

It was okay not to look at them, but she couldn’t help laughing when she saw it.

A group of men with an average height of more than 1.8 meters were  wearing shoddy golden wigs in Lolita double pigtails. Their tight black stockings stretched over the strong thighs under the lace skirts. The skirts bobbed up and down with the movement, and they even put on makeup, blush and lipstick.

The parade walked to the center of the school and Chinese square dance music* started playing.

“I still can’t fly out of ~ the world of flowers~”

“It turns out I’m just a ~ drunk butterfly~”

A group of boys dressed in bunny and cat maid outfits danced square dance along with the melody, and the people holding the cameras next to them were laughing crazily.

Su Qiuge heard a teacher who came to join in the fun behind her remark repeatedly, “What is Class 12 doing? Especially that Su Yuanzhou…”

Su Qiuge heard what he said and saw Su Yuanzhou standing in the front and center position of the square, holding a heart sign with a grumpy face. He seemed to have offended the stylist, blushing far away—the two spots of red on his face looked like a monkey butt, and the lipstick on his lips seemed painted on like a toddler on a Barbie doll.

There was also a little rabbit on top of the heart sign he was holding, which looked soft and cute.

Looking closely, his stockings didn’t seem to fit very well, and there was a large hole torn on one of the sides, revealing the snow-white thigh skin.

He held up the heart sign, expressionlessly following the rhythm of the square dance music.

Su Qiuge couldn’t help laughing when she saw this.

In fact, this teacher really misunderstood Su Yuanzhou, this must not be the result he hoped for.

There were a bunch of people with cameras next to him, and when they saw Su Yuanzhou, they snapped pictures in the name of wanting to record his beauty.

Su Qiuge shook her head—Su Yuanzhou really lost a lot of face.

Only then did she realize that Su Yuanzhou was hiding behind Gao Jing, and she had to say that Gao Jing looked pretty good in this dress.

Without looking at his face, she thought it was Sister Gao Lengyu.

At this time, Peng Jianda wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while laughing. He turned his head and said to Xie Xinglin, “Brother Xing, it’s fortunate that I have you, otherwise I would have been the one who led everyone to make a fool of themselves in these little rabbit maid costumes.”

Xie Xinglin didn’t pay much attention to the parade at first. His eyes fell on Su Qiuge in front of him from time to time, and seeing her smiling happily at Su Yuanzhou, he said in a cold voice, “Not necessarily, after all, with your figure, you might not even fit in this skirt.”

Peng Jianda: “…”

Did… did he say something wrong?