The exorcism girl of campus rebirth

Chapter 193 Her Tears

Ji Yingzhen sneaked over just now because he saw Feng Qingyun, and the broadcaster shouted that he should naturally go back to his instructor.

But seeing Feng Qingyun, whom he has never forgotten for a long time, walking away like this, Ji Yingying felt a little unwilling, but he didn't think so much at the moment.

He sighed helplessly, thinking that he would always see her again after this competition, so Ji Yingying hurried back to his instructor.

Feng Qingyun really couldn't figure out why this person came here since he had nothing else to do.

Thinking to no avail, fortunately, I didn't bother to think about it.

She returned to Guotian Middle School, a team led by Teacher Zhang.Guotian Middle School is actually not bad, although most of the students here don't like to study, but not only those with the best family background can enter to study.

The teachers recruited by Guotian Middle School are all special-grade teachers with high teaching qualifications, and Guotian Middle School recruits a group of special students every year.

Naturally, scholarships are plentiful.

Therefore, in this history speaking competition, there will be no such situation that no one can make a move.

And the one with the most staff is probably No. [-] Middle School.No. [-] Middle School has been established for so many years, and the top students have concentrated here. Every top student here can be said to study in other schools. .

This is the difference. However, there are not many people who like history, not to mention that Guotian Middle School can't find anyone. The few people here are just good in Chinese.

There are about [-] people sent by No. [-] Middle School this time.

But I don't care, there are probably only a few who really love history.

Mr. Zhang crossed his hands in front of his chest, and looked stern. He looked at the six people in front of him, and said in a serious tone, "This competition is for the whole city. If you win the prize, then the whole city will win! But you guys Don't be too nervous, it doesn't matter if you don't win the award, the important thing is the process, just do your best!"

This is what every teacher says to secure students.Feng Qingyun didn't think much of it, but the other five couldn't help but frowned when they heard this, and paid more attention to this competition.

A few of them were selected almost because of their good Chinese scores, and they usually read few history books. It's really hard to say whether they will be able to compete in this competition.

But if one of them didn't win the award, Guotian Middle School would be ashamed if it spread. In comparison, the pressure can be imagined.

After a busy period, the judges and teachers were all ready.

This history speaking competition is mainly divided into two rounds. The first round is the preliminary round, that is to say, the judges and teachers tell a random historical event, and then let the students explain this event.

This is also set up to brush off those students who come to "make up the numbers".However, it is also convenient to select people who really understand history and have real talents.

As soon as these words were put down, many people began to panic. The reason was naturally that they didn't usually read such books. This time they came here because of their good Chinese scores.

Teacher Zhang didn't seem to have thought that this competition was for real!

You know, how many of these teenage children really understand history? Do they love to read such books?
Asking questions to answer historical events, is it clear that this group of people will be wiped out? Immediately, Teacher Zhang's face is not particularly good.

If that's the case, I'm afraid that even a student from Guotian Middle School will not have the chance to win the prize... because I have never heard of anyone who likes and understands history.

As for the No. [-] Middle School, there is a god of learning in No. [-] Middle School, named Ji Yingzhen, who loves history. It is said that among the books he usually reads, the most studied are history books... I am afraid that this time he must be number one in No. [-] Middle School.

In fact, outsiders can't see anything, but Guotian and No. [-] Middle School have been comparing each other. They are also junior high schools of the same level, so they naturally want to compare themselves.

Feng Qingyun just saw that Teacher Zhang was still full of confidence in them, but now that the rules of the game were changed, she immediately turned into a bitter face, and her eyes flashed.

She has nothing to do with it. After all, history and the like really do not bother her. She has already read the 5000-year history of China, and the records in the history books have already been engraved in her heart.

The contestants entered one by one, Feng Qingyun stood where she was, and it was not in vain, she certainly had no humility.

On the other hand, Mu Xue and the others were obviously a little pale, maybe they were not sure.

Among the six of them, the young man named Feng Jing came over, looked at Feng Qingyun, and then spoke to Feng Qingyun for the first time, "Fang Yin, I know you, last time you were in the teacher's office Chinese grade ranking I see you, you are the first in age, with full marks in Chinese!"

In fact, Feng Jing came over because of a guilty conscience, wanting to probe Feng Qingyun.There was no other reason, he didn't look for other people, but came to look for Feng Qingyun, it was because Feng Qingyun's expression was just like her own name, Feng Qingyun was indifferent, indifferent and fearless.

"Then what are you going to do?" After listening to someone who spoke in a roundabout way more than once today, no matter how plain Feng Qingyun's temper was, she still had to change.

What's more, she herself is not a person who likes to beat around the bush, she really understands, and naturally she doesn't like others to hesitate in front of her.

"Hey... I just came here to ask, how sure are you of this competition?" Feng Jing saw that Feng Qingyun had said that, so she asked.

After all, Feng Qingyun has lived in the modern world for so many days, and it has been several months every day for a year and a half. Naturally, she is no longer as ignorant as before. She replied, "If you ask me, I can tell you that I have [-]% sure."

"[-]% sure?" Feng Jing couldn't help exclaiming, and then realized that this was not his school, not to mention there was still a competition in the assembly hall, so he covered his mouth.

But she was still taken aback by Feng Qingyun's confident appearance.

Feng Jing came here purely to ask Feng Qingyun a question, so she left as soon as she finished asking.

Because of what Feng Qingyun said before, Mu Xue stopped getting close to her. Naturally, she felt ashamed, but she also felt that she was right.

Feng Qingyun stood at the entrance of the assembly hall and waited for about half an hour.

There are many junior high schools in Baiyang City, including students from middle schools in towns and villages, and so on, as long as they can be recommended by the teacher, they all come, so there are more people, and the busy place is bigger.

But for the students in towns and villages, it is estimated that there are only one or two students in each school, and some have none.

There are many people in front of me, and there are many people who walked in front of Feng Qingyun in this half hour.

For a moment, Feng Qingyun's eyes were immediately attracted by a gentle figure.

With a slim figure, light steps, and a unique beauty in the figure, the figure is unique and delicate, as if it has traveled through thousands of years, drifting here.

Just like that, she appeared in front of her without fear, which made Feng Qingyun's heart tighten suddenly.

Even after so many years, she still remembers this figure.

It is said that a bosom friend is hard to meet, and once you meet it is a lifetime.

In Canghua's first life, her bosom friend was nothing more than the floating figure in the pond, but in her previous life, she was born with a disease, and her life was not long, and she passed away a year before her...

It's only been more than a year, but in Feng Qingyun's view, it is longer than tens of millions of years.

Suddenly, her heart was like a peak, and the tears fell down without warning.

Silently, without breath, the tears she shed hit the ground without making any sound.

Mu Xue saw Feng Qingyun's reaction delicately, she naturally did not expect that Feng Qingyun would look at a person's back, shed a tear, and suddenly shouted in surprise, "What's wrong, Fang Yin, what are you doing?" Why are you still crying?"

　PS: People who are strong on the outside may not be strong on the inside. Some people want to show their tenacity in front of everyone, but they only want to let the darkness swallow their pain, and slowly vent their pain in the dark.There are also some people whose heart is as calm as death, but no one knows that she cares more about some things than some people, but she doesn't say it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)