The tall guy standing is FaZheng (or you can call him Tom).
The girl sitting behind him is Angel.
The Indonesian teacher, Ibu Irma (the Brunei and Indonesian students called her that) looked frightened.
Mr. Myanmar (every teacher is like called after their country) beside her.
We went out to take a group photo. That was the first time we tasted the wrath of taking official group photos -- it'll be very long (a lot of cameras) and your smile will freeze.
Left to right: Mdm Chong (Ms. Malaysia or Mommy Octo), a teacher from Qinghua Middle School (the VI in China), Mr. Saiful (or Mr. Brunei, the Brunei team teacher), principal of the high school, Ms Dini, Mr. Cambodia (behind her), Ibu Irma (or Ms. Indonesia), someone else and Ms. Chang (or Ms. Singapore).
Part of the welcome party included playing basketball with the school team.
No joke, k.
The school team is no. 2 in Guiyang. And the players are fuyoh-memang tall ok.
Luckily they only asked the guys to play against the school team.
Their coach keep shouting to the school players in Chinese, "Don't play too hard! Let them score!"
Hello, I understand Chinese ok?
When his team scored he didn't say anything. When the ASEAN team scored he shouted in Chinese, clapping his hands, "Good shot! Good shot!"
Fake nia...
Seriously.
The programme booklet.
You don't wanna be there.
There are like 10 people giving speeches and each one lasts more than 20 minutes. We were all sleeping at the back.
Thousand even sneaked out for a bite (that heartbreaker hid one packet of biscuits in his back and told none of us about it).
The China dolls I promised Xan. There are more to come.
Till next time then, tata~
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