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Chapter 11: Two sides of the same coin
Lu Hao whispered and then said loudly: "Is he too close to his deskmate and can't bear to leave him? Since the friendship between classmates is so deep, he can sit in the seat next to him. The teacher will definitely not refuse his reasonable request."

He was whispering quietly because he was whispering to Mu Zhengguang. He was loud because the whole class could hear his whispering.

Zhang Sutian had almost walked down from the podium, but after hearing this, he gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and turned around and walked back up, saying, "Teacher, I..."

Dong Chuang didn't want to see the situation continue to deteriorate, so before Zhang Sutian finished speaking, he interrupted her forcefully: "Lu Hao's words make sense. You sit on the left side of Li Quanyi. If you have anything to say, wait until after the commendation meeting."

He emphasized the "commendation meeting" in order to remind Zhang Sutian and let him retreat when he saw difficulties.

There are at least four types of people in the class who are not afraid of the teacher: those with particularly good academic performance, those with particularly poor academic performance, and those who are powerful and influential.

Zhang Sutian is the first type of person. His grades have little to do with the teacher's teaching. He has long been "pampered and arrogant", and the teacher turned a blind eye to his gossip in class. When he gave suggestions to the teacher, he did not pin his hopes on the teacher, nor did he tell the teacher about it like a child to find a helper, but took the opportunity to suppress the teacher to show his "authority".

"Teacher, you can't listen to Lu Hao. He must be worried..."

What Zhang Sutian wanted to say was "no good intentions". He clearly felt that he had said those two words, but his voice was suddenly interrupted.

Lost your voice?

Panic and fear were like a cold wind that blew out the candlelight in the dark room, instantly making people feel depressed and frustrated. His eyes wandered among many faces, some with mocking, some with admiring, some with doubt, some with mocking...

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he saw the classmate making a "hush" gesture.

Zhang Sutian was furious and made up his mind with difficulty to keep silent. That man was so terrible that he could deprive her of her voice! How could there be such a vicious asymptote!

Mu Zhengguang cleared the existence of the word "good intentions", so Zhang Sutian was silent when he spoke. But what he did was limited to this, and only this time, and he would not clear it again. This was both a way to stop at the brink and to add fuel to the flames, both a way to dissuade and to incite. If Zhang Sutian realized his mistake, silence would be a restraint for him. If he insisted on making trouble, the silence would fuel his anger and make him do something more terrible.

Zhang Sutian was silent for several seconds, and Mu Zhengguang put down his raised right index finger.

Zhang Sutian's lips moved, and the word "thank you" was barely perceptible. It was his true feelings. Others could not hear it clearly, but in his own ears, it was deafening, like the sound of nature. His voice recovered and he walked down the podium. When he saw Mu Zhengguang again, his eyes could not help but become admiring and cautious. That person has such ability, and he must not be provoked.

Lu Hao wanted to add insult to injury and composed some brilliant sentences to lure Zhang Sutian into his trap.

But just as he opened his mouth, Mu Zhengguang stopped him: "That's enough. We are classmates, please be tolerant. The new seat is not bad, and we are deskmates. You are particularly optimistic about Li Moqi, so here is your chance..."

His voice was very low, only loud enough for Lu Hao to hear. After all, it would not be appropriate for others to hear these words.

Lu Hao decided to let Zhang Sutian go for the time being, and did not mention her again: "I just think she is pretty, that's all, this is called appreciation, appreciation..."

"Got it, appreciate it..."

There was only half an hour of morning self-study, and after the seats were adjusted, there were only a few minutes left, so the teacher asked everyone to go downstairs and line up on the playground.

The red curtain and wooden podium occupied the east side of the playground, which seemed to be ready to go. The leaders had not arrived yet, but more than a dozen classes had already gathered on the playground. Each class was lined up in two rows, with the girls standing in front and the boys standing in the back. The classes were lined up along the long side of the playground, standing in order and leaving some space between them.

Mu Zhengguang and Lu Hao went downstairs together. Their positions in the queue were very close, one in front and one behind.

Dong Chuang walked up to the two of them and asked patiently, "Are you all ready? Don't take Zhang Sutian's words to heart. He is used to sitting with his friends."

In the past, Dong Chuang would never care whether these two people would take the words of any student to heart. Now, he still excuses and speaks well of Zhang Sutian. Zhang Sutian is still the well-deserved first in the class and must be taken seriously.

Mu Zhengguang replied, "I'm ready." Lu Hao said "hmm" casually. Seeing the teacher walking away, he turned around and asked, "Will you go first or me?"

"It's all right."

At 8:10, the class bell rang, the leaders returned to their seats, a drone flew over everyone's heads, the host announced the start of the meeting, and the class teacher walked among the teams to maintain order.

The first person to go on stage was Chen Sijing. She took advantage of her class number and was at the front, giving people a refreshing feeling of standing out.

“Good morning, teachers and students. I am Chen Sijing from Class 1, Senior …”

Lu Hao spoke with the attitude of a person who has experienced it: "Classes 1 to 4 of Grade 5 are high-fee classes, classes 16 to 17 are elite classes, classes 22 to 23 are small Olympiad classes, and classes 24 to 35 are large Olympiad classes. She added points, which is enough to change classes."

Mu Zhengguang added: "After the division of arts and science in the first semester of the first year of high school, the class was changed. After the end of the second year of high school, the class was changed again. The junior sister was able to win six consecutive games. The young people are really formidable."

"You said that young people are to be feared. She may not be younger than you."

"Well... this possibility cannot be ruled out."

Two minutes later, Chen Sijing finished reading her speech, and the second person to take the stage was from Class 1 () of Senior High School, his name was Wang Yunxiao.

Lu Hao expressed his admiration symbolically: "It's really amazing that two people from the same class can make it to the semi-finals."

Mu Zhengguang replied calmly: "It is very strong for other classes, but it is nothing special for our class."

When it was the turn of Class 19 (), Lu Hao asked the same question again: "You go first or me?"

Mu Zhengguang thought of the answer: "You first."

After Lu Hao came on stage, he read the speech with emotion.

Mu Zhengguang followed closely behind. He had an unconventional hairstyle, with hair longer than his eyebrows and covering a small part of his ears. He had bright orange eyes. His skin was white, as if washed clean, simple and elegant. He had a warm face and always had a smile on his face, giving people the impression of a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade.

Although Pinglin High School has a long "school hours" and a heavy workload, there is one good thing about it, that is, it is relaxed, with no requirements for hairstyles and clothing, and even people who smoke on campus are only occasionally restricted. This was the case in the past, and it is even more so in the new era.

Mu Zhengguang slightly modified his speech and added a sentence: "My entry into the semi-finals is inseparable from the great help of my friends, especially those who persuaded me to participate in the competition."

His speech was written by his Chinese teacher, Sun Qinglan, who thought he was a proud person who seldom thanked others, so she wrote a thank you in Lu Hao's speech but not for him.

But in fact, Mu Zhengguang never lacks words of gratitude towards his friends.

Lu Hao had read Mu Zhengguang's speech and knew that this sentence was added in. He thought that this old friend was really a person who knew how to repay kindness, and considering his other behaviors, he was truly a role model and a model.

Xu Ying was standing in the audience. After hearing this, she smiled at him. She noticed the scar on her classmate's arm, and suddenly a flash of panic flashed through her mind: How could he be injured so badly under the condition of attribute suppression? It must be because you are too soft-hearted! You have few shortcomings, and being soft-hearted is certainly not a shortcoming, but sometimes it will bring some bad consequences, so try your best to avoid it.

Zhang Xianghan saw Xu Yingze smiling and looking at him intently. For some reason, she suddenly felt envious of Xu Yingze: "Xiao Xu, you are looking at him again."

Xu Ying slowly withdrew her focus and enthusiasm on Guang, turned her head to look at Zhang Xianghan, and responded with a smile: "Yes, I'm watching it again."

(End of this chapter)