"All of you shut up and start class." Zhou Qing said, "Today's class is a non-physical performance of catching a bus. It's an impromptu performance. Five people in a group. Let's begin.""
There were six groups in total, and the other four groups' performances were all pretty much the same, not much different.
Every student ran forward with all their might to catch up with the bus and then put in a coin.
Nothing new.
Lin Yu'er's turn.
Her desire to perform was quite strong, and she looked like she was in a sorry state as she squeezed upwards; "Don't squeeze, it's stepping on my foot, this big sister, can you step back a bit?""
Zhou Qing crossed his arms in front of his chest, a hint of satisfaction on his face.
This female student is using her brain.
Next, it was Gu Wan'an's group's turn.
The four students were running forward with all their might, panting as they caught up with the bus.
But Gu Wan'an was different.