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Chapter 562 It Looks Like a Large-Scale MLM Conference

Lin Qingyou was completely unprepared, following the direction of his pull, and fell headfirst onto his leg.

The baseball cap on her head was bumped crookedly, blocking her view.

Before she got up, Jing Xing took off the baseball cap on her head.

"Go to sleep." He looked down at her, and casually put his school uniform on her body.

A bus is no more stable than a private car, and if it starts to drive for a while, if the head rests on it, it will shake into a concussion sooner or later.

The students in the class all sat in the front along with Lao Xu, and there were basically no people in the two rows behind, only Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao sat here.

Lin Qingyou was sitting in the last row by the window, the car curtain was drawn again, the light in the car was dim, but no one paid attention to this side.

The fear of motion sickness outweighed other thoughts, Lin Qingyou only thought for half a second, then gave up the idea of ​​getting up, pulled the school uniform and closed her eyes.

Du Mingyu touched two apples out of nowhere, and turned his head backwards: "Sister Yuzu is asleep?"

Jing Xing lazily hummed: "She is a little motion sick."

Du Mingyu: "If you get motion sickness, should you open the window?"

"..."

Jing Xing looked at him with a mentally retarded look, and then said earnestly: "The speed of the car is so fast, if you open the window, you won't be afraid of your skull being lifted?"

Xu Changhao took a bite of the apple, and said vaguely: "It's a trivial matter that the skull is lifted up, your hairline will be moved back by the wind."

Du Mingyu: "..."

This is troubling.

"The monitor, you can take both of these apples first, and give them to sister Yuzu when she wakes up." Du Mingyu scratched the picture and handed the apples over.

Sitting back in his seat, Du Mingyu lowered his head and gnawed on an apple, while chattering: "Actually, I've been curious since the beginning of the morning. Why do Chinese teachers from all grades have to be brought along for this bragging conference to show off their wealth?"

Xu Changhao took another bite of the apple: "I'm also surprised, look, our students are only in the third year of high school, and the teachers are only led by the head teachers of each class. Only the Chinese teacher, from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, is brought there. .”

Jing Xing had an earphone plugged into his ear, and before he started playing the music, he heard their conversation, and casually answered: "To fight with the Confucians, the Chinese teacher must be present."

"?" The two suddenly realized, "What the squad leader said makes sense."

Sure enough, a top student is a top student, thinking about problems right to the point.

Jiangzhou and Xiangzhou are not too far away, and it takes about three or four hours to take the expressway. However, due to the heavy snow a few days ago, some roads have been stuck in traffic jams, so they can only stop and go.

At noon, the bus stopped once at the service area, and it was already five o'clock in the evening when it arrived in downtown Jiangzhou.

The view outside the car window is wide, the sky is getting dark, the twilight of the four fields is sinking up, and the river and sea in the distance are pouring out layers of waves, and the sound of cars and waves are intertwined, echoing in the streets and alleys.

Compared with Xiangzhou, Jiangzhou's geographical location is a bit northerly. It is near the end of the year, and there has just been a heavy snowfall here, and it is cold time.

The severe cold condenses in the blood, and even breathing is a dull pain.

The students stomped off the bus with their schoolbags on their backs listlessly.

After sitting in the car for such a long time, no one can wake up.

Fortunately, the school leaders are more considerate. They didn't say that because of the accommodation problem of so many students, they had to go through a lot of trouble to find a cheap hotel, and directly booked the entire building of the hotel in the city center.

Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, the city square in Jiangzhou is opposite.

The hotel is very close to Jiangzhou Stadium, less than one kilometer away. After crossing the road, it takes another 10 minutes to walk there.

Putting the schoolbags in the room, the students left the hotel under the leadership of their homeroom teachers, and walked towards the gymnasium in an orderly manner.

Along the way, Lin Qingyou saw several teams like them wearing school uniforms and heading to the gymnasium.

She turned her head to look at Du Mingyu: "It seems that we are not the only school?"

Du Mingyu likes to inquire about gossip, and knows a lot of things. Hearing her question, he nodded: "Of course, which leader doesn't like to be elated?"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Du Mingyu, are you sure this is the way to use the word elated?
"There should be [-] schools here this year. I heard from the seniors of the previous class that there were [-] schools last year, and there will only be more every year." Du Mingyu said, "In Xiangzhou, besides our No. [-] Middle School, No. [-] Middle School also coming."

He stood on tiptoe, looked around, then pointed to a team of blue and white school uniforms in front of him and said, "Sister Yuzu, do you see the other side?"

Lin Qingyou looked in the direction he pointed, and a large area of ​​blue and white was reflected in her pupils.

The leader should be a teacher, quite young, wearing a gray sportswear, holding a pennant with white characters on a blue background, with a white-fronted tiger stepping on the moon embroidered with silver thread on the banner.

On the tip of the tiger's tail, the words "Yunchuan No. [-] Middle School" are flying in the wind.

It looks very imposing.

Lin Qingyou looked up again at the money turtle with its head shrunken lying on the school banner, and felt that No. [-] Middle School had already lost in the design of the school badge.

"This is Yunchuan No. 40 Middle School in Jiangzhou. This school is amazing, and its grades are firmly ranked first among private high schools." Du Mingyu lowered his voice mysteriously, "I heard that their principal was a Jiangbian beater earlier. He is a fisherman and has worked diligently for more than [-] years.”

Lin Qingyou asked curiously: "Then he relied on fishing and worked hard to get rich?"

"Oh, that's not true." Du Mingyu said, "Later, he inherited a large amount of inheritance from his relatives in the United States, and he founded Ninth Middle School when he came back."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

This is really an inspirational entrepreneurial history.

At the mobilization meeting in the gymnasium.

The host holding the microphone seemed to be pumped out, and shouted hoarsely: "Students! Please tell me loudly! Our direction is——!"

The students cooperated enthusiastically: "Study hard!"

The host continued to output excitedly: "Our goal is——!"

The students' blood boiled with enthusiasm: "I was admitted to the university!"

The host continued to be excited: "Our task is-!"

The students burst into tears: "Serve the motherland!"

"..."

The scene was once chaotic, and it could be called a group of demons dancing wildly.

In the end, the host's voice was already hoarse, but he had no intention of resting: "Students! Shout out to me! We will win!"

Students: "We will win!"

Host: "We work hard!"

Students: "We fight hard!"

Moderator: "Whoever hinders our study is our enemy!"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Jing Xing: "..."

Both of them had the same expressionless expression on their faces.

There is nothing to say, just, it feels like a large-scale pyramid scheme.

(End of this chapter)