Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 91 Receiving the Prize
In the afternoon, in the first grade, all the students gathered in the playground to hold the summary meeting of the monthly exam.

Jiang Ning carried the bench to the playground. He wanted to go with Xue Yuantong, but unfortunately Xue Yuantong was called away by Shan Qingrong.

As the first grader and the first grader in the ordinary class, Xue Yuantong will give this speech on behalf of the freshmen.

As the flow of people came to the playground, Shan Qingrong was standing in front of the 8th class team, and Jiang Ning found a place to sit down.

When Shan Qingrong came here, the smile on his face could hardly be suppressed:

"Jiang Ning, you are the fourth grader this time. When the time comes, you go to the podium, and Principal Yu will give you rewards in person."

Shan Qingrong's tone was very friendly, completely different from the past.

As the head teacher of an ordinary class, there were two top ten students in the class. If it wasn't for the students watching, Shan Qingrong couldn't help but smirk.

Next, as long as these two good seedlings are well maintained and they are sent to the college entrance examination safely, then the selection of professional titles will surely go smoothly.

Shan Qingrong waited too long, many teachers of the same age around him stepped up step by step, their professional titles rose, and their salary was much higher than his own.

Not only the title, but the No. [-] Middle School has a rule that if the students in the class have excellent college entrance examination scores, the head teacher can also get a bonus, which is a lot of money.

Thinking about this, Shan Qingrong was in a happy mood, he was finally able to feel elated this time.

Even looking at Wu Xiaoqi's gaze made him feel much more comfortable. He secretly made up his mind that if Wu Xiaoqi dared to cause trouble in his class, he would immediately kick Wu Xiaoqi out.

If the Office of Academic Affairs dares to speak up, and Shan Qingrong dares to go back directly, you ask me, what confidence do I have?
Sorry, but you can't influence the two top students in our class.

Thinking about this, Shan Qingrong looked up at the podium.

Principal Yu blew on the microphone and began to speak.

Principal Yu's voice was thick and his speech logic was very clear. As usual, he first praised how excellent the No. [-] Middle School was, its teachers, and infrastructure. He was praised by the Education Bureau many times, and he also mentioned outstanding alumni.

Shan Kaiquan, who was listening, said impatiently: "He already said it last time, can you stop talking about it, if you don't know, you must think that our No. [-] Middle School is Yuzhou No. [-] Middle School?"

Several students complained for a while below.

I only heard Principal Yu say: "Next, I want to praise a classmate, she is Xue Yuantong from Class 8."

"Class 8 is a parallel class, but in this class, there is actually a student who is the first in grade. She is Xue Yuantong from Class 8. This spirit of going against the current is worth thinking about. Now I invite Xue Yuantong to speak. "

Xue Yuantong was wearing a school uniform and walked slowly to the podium. She skillfully lowered the height of the microphone a little.

"Hi everyone, I'm Xue Yuantong from Class 8, Senior One."

Her voice is still crisp and pleasant after being processed by electronic equipment.

The whispers of students came from under the podium:
"She is the first in the grade? She is still in Class 8. The progress is too scary."

"Indeed, all three experimental classes were suppressed."

"Do short people study well?" someone said.

At this time, a well-informed student said: "She is Xue Yuantong."

"Nonsense, who doesn't know she is Xue Yuantong?"

"No, what I mean is, I was in the same junior high school as her. At that time, she was the No. [-] student in our school. She could have gone to the No. [-] middle school, but I didn't know what happened and failed in the senior high school entrance examination." The student explained.

"I know your school. I heard that many people went to Ancheng No. [-] Middle School, and some went to No. [-] Middle School. It's really amazing that she can rank first there!"

"Yeah, at first I wondered which student in the ordinary class was so fierce and could get the first place in the school. Later, when I heard Xue Yuantong's name, I was not surprised. I was in junior high school for three years, and the No.1 was all her. .”

"It's really strong, but it looks too small."

"Indeed, it's better now. She used to be in junior high school, she was shorter, she looked like a primary school student, and no boys in the class liked her at all."

This kind of discussion resounded in every corner of the student phalanx.

Xue Yuantong's speech ended soon. She stood on the podium and looked at Jiang Ning, thinking that when she received the scholarship, she must stand with Jiang Ning, and there would be a group photo at that time.

Then I got a scholarship, what should I eat?

Why not treat Jiang Ning to a hot pot meal!

Thinking of this, Xue Yuantong's thoughts wandered and his mind wandered.

In front of the entire first grade, hundreds of students, and dozens of teachers, she said into the microphone:
"My speech is over. Next, I invite Principal Yu to speak on stage."

After Xue Yuantong finished speaking, she realized that she seemed to have said something wrong, she was stunned for a second, and immediately corrected:
"It's Principal Yu, not classmate Yu."

As soon as the words fell, all the students in the phalanx looked strange.

Jiang Ning was helpless: "This idiot, it's better not to correct it."

When Principal Yu heard this, he was stunned for a while. After all, he is the principal, and the side he showed in front of the students has always been open-minded.

What's more, the person who said the wrong thing, Xue Yuantong, was the first in the school and the future number one seedling.

After Principal Yu took the microphone, he smiled indifferently:
"Okay, Xue Yuantong's speech is very good, everyone can learn from Xue Yuantong."

"Next, invite the top ten in this exam grade, Xue Yuantong, Du Chuan, Ding Shuyan, Jiang Ning... Lin Zida."

Geng Lu shouted, "Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning, the principal is calling you to receive the award."

Ma Shicheng next to him urged: "Jiang Ning, hurry up, don't keep the principal waiting." His face was full of envy.

Guo Kunnan said: "Jiang Ning, you are the card in our back row."

"That's right, go up to receive the award and show it to the top students in our class." Shan Kaiquan said.

"You are much better than the squad leader, you are giving our squad leader a face!" Wang Longlong said.

Various friendly voices reached Jiang Ning's ears.

Jiang Ning smiled softly, he straightened up, stretched out his slender figure, and stood in the crowd, the students looked up at him slightly.

In two months, Jiang Ning grew from 165 to 180, already the highest in the class.

The gentle spiritual force smoothed his slightly wrinkled clothes.

The afternoon sun was lazily cast from far away, and sprinkled on his clothes. The golden light dyed him scorchingly bright.

Accompanied by the sunshine, Jiang Ning took a step, walked out of the phalanx of his class, and then walked straight to the right.

Along the way were Classes 7, 6, and 5. His pace was unhurried, as if strolling in a garden, and wherever he went, everyone's eyes were cast on him.

Envy, surprise, jealousy, love, countless eyes gathered, Jiang Ning ignored him, light and shadow accompanied him.

Yang Sheng stared at the figure, and suddenly said:
"Have you noticed that he is a bit handsome today."

"Yes." Bai Yuxia replied.

Shen Qing'e clenched her fist tightly, unable to let go for a long time.

Jiang Ning walked through one square after another, climbed up the stairs, and boarded the podium. Finally, he stood still and looked at the hundreds of students below.

Xue Yuantong took the seat and stood on his left, very close.

Geng Lu raised her head, looked at the two figures on the stage, her eyes were dark, she murmured in a low voice:

"Suddenly feel that I am not worthy..."

(End of this chapter)