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Chapter 581 Jing Xing's Speech (1)

The heavy snow fell three times again, and in a few days and nights in a blink of an eye, the season of early spring came quietly on the tail of February.

The third middle school starts late, after the Lantern Festival.

The night before the start of school, the class group of Class [-] became a pot of boiling water.

Lao Xu played the weather forecast in a calm manner, and at the end, he did not forget to add a sentence at the end: "I heard that the start of school is more suitable for homework. Try to make it up."

"..."

The group fell silent for an instant.

Sure enough, Lao Xu knew them well, knowing that they hadn't finished their homework.

After a long while, Du Mingyu sighed: "I found that sentence is really good. Some people fall in love, some people watch the sea at night, and some people can't write five or six homework."

[Xu Changhao]: I think this sentence can be changed into another sentence. Some people love each other, some people watch the sea at night, some people hear that school starts tomorrow, and they don’t catch their breath.

[Du Mingyu]: Jiayi, now I feel that fate is choking me, and I can't breathe.

The first day of school is Friday.

It rained in the middle of the night the day before yesterday, and the air was filled with the smell of damp rain, and the hair that had been eroded by the mist pressed against his cheek, feeling slightly chilly.

After leaving the community, the sea breeze blowing from a distance was mixed with chill, and poured down the neckline into the neck. Lin Qingyou unconsciously wrapped the scarf tightly and buried her face deeper.

It was still early, and there were not many people on campus, and the students walking on the road were basically seniors in high school.

The classroom in Class [-] was rarely quiet, except for the sound of flipping books, there was the sound of brushing and writing.

Probably because I want to come here to copy homework earlier, more than half of the people in the class have already come.

Jing Xing is also there.

With a black baseball cap on his head and earphones plugged into his ears, he was sleeping on the table.

The stack of "Happy Winter Vacation" he put on the table is gone, and someone took it and copied it.

Lin Qingyou walked over, pulled out the chair, and sat down.

When Du Mingyu heard the movement behind him, he turned his head around, but the movements in his hands didn't stop, and he said swiftly, "Sister Yuzu, you're here."

Lin Qingyou responded, and her eyes fell on the homework he was writing.

Seeing that his words were about to float out of the homework book, she couldn't help but reminded: "Obviously, your word is about to take off."

"It's okay, it's okay." Du Mingyu looked indifferent, and the words under his pen floated into a doctor's handwriting, "Anyway, the teacher won't read it carefully, I just fill it up and finish it."

"..."

What Du Mingyu copied was Lin Qingyou's homework. He had asked for homework during the winter vacation, but he never had time to copy it. Now that he had accumulated all of it, it took him two days to copy it.

"I found that our school is really caring." Xu Changhao was also busy making up his homework, complaining while writing, "Knowing that we didn't finish our homework, we deliberately picked Friday to start school, and left the self-study class tomorrow and the day after tomorrow for us to make up homework. "

"It may not be possible to finish it in two days. With so many homework, when can I finish it? I found that other subjects are okay, but this is Chinese. Why are there so many fucking words?!"

"I suddenly remembered, did Mrs. Fang arrange two propositional essays?"

"Ah? Is there? Why don't I remember? Did you fucking copy your homework to create hallucinations? Absolutely not."

"Yes, I clearly remember that she did say it. I still remember the title of the composition, "Happy Winter Vacation with Me" and "The Days of Love with Happy Winter Vacation."

"..."

The quarrel between the two finally woke up Jing Xing who was sleeping on the table.

Jing Xing frowned, opened his eyes, then pulled off the earphones stuffed in his ears, rolled up two test papers, and smashed them directly on the heads: "It's so early in the morning, what are you two arguing about?"

Because he just woke up, Jing Xing's voice was a little hoarse, with obvious tiredness: "You can't stop your mouths by making up homework, huh?"

The test paper was a thin layer of paper, rolled into a hollow cylinder, and it didn't feel like it was hit on the head, but it succeeded in making the two of them shut up.

The roots of his ears calmed down, and Jing Xing leaned back on the back of the chair again.

After making up most of the class, he wasn't so sleepy anymore. He rested on the back of the chair for a while, didn't continue to sleep, took a book from the bookshelf, and spread it out.

The little glutinous rice dumpling was not there, and the seat was empty. It was not until the class was over and the get out of class bell rang that they emerged from the back door.

"Hey, are you awake?" Lin Qingyou sat down on the chair and turned her head to look at him.

Jing Xing lazily hummed, and asked her in a low voice, "Where did you go?"

"The office." Lin Qingyou said, "When the class first started, Lao Xu came over. He wanted to call you to the office with me, but he saw you were sleeping, so he didn't call you."

Jing Xing: "..."

After a while, Jing Xing said, "You didn't wake me up?"

Lin Qingyou blinked, and replied honestly: "I wanted to wake you up, but Lao Xu didn't let me. He said to let you have a good rest. When you wake up, let me convey the message to you."

Jing Xing: "..."

With all due respect, Old Xu is really caring a bit too much.

After saying this, Lin Qingyou pushed the A4 paper she had been holding in her hand: "Hey, this is for you."

Jing Xing straightened up, stretched out his hand to take it, and asked, "This is?"

"The paper to write the speech." Lin Qingyou said.

Jing Xing: "?"

Jing Xing's movement of picking up the paper stopped immediately, and he looked over with a question mark on his head.

A speech, another speech.

Why are there so many speeches to be written in No. [-] Middle School?

Jing Xing felt that since he came to No. [-] Middle School, he began to write speeches every now and then, and every time he started with a thousand words, and there was no limit.

This is not here to go to school, he is clearly here to be the leader of the country.

Representatives of other people's congresses don't have so much to say.

Lin Qingyou repeated the old Xu's words after finishing the book: "In the afternoon, the opening ceremony will be held in the auditorium, and outstanding student representatives will speak on stage, and introduce their learning experience to the teachers and students, so as to promote the common progress of teachers and students."

Jing Xing looked indifferent: "..."

I have introduced the learning experience so many times, but none of them are really effective. The overall grades of No. [-] Middle School are still in an embarrassing position.

It's just that this didn't dampen the self-confidence of the school leaders, and they still happily held study sessions that were useless.

At the end, Lin Qingyou added the last sentence softly: "The starting point is [-] characters, the best is [-] characters, and there is no upper limit."

Jing Xing: "..."

Alright, it's the [-]-word lingering ghost again.

He had nothing to say. Their school leader seemed to be determined to make it difficult with the eight thousand words.

(End of this chapter)