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Chapter 582 Jing Xing's Speech (2)

"The [-] characters, are you asking me to write?" Jing Xing sighed with a headache.

Lin Qingyou snorted, and said with an innocent expression: "No, but if you don't write it, then I have to write it. This ceremony requires each class in the third year of high school to have a student representative to speak on stage. "

Jing Xing: "..."

Lin Qingyou rested her chin on one hand, looked at him, and spoke softly: "Old Xu's original words are, let me and you, whoever can write. And also to speak on stage, you and I, just go up together. "

The third middle school is more humane. Taking into account the different writing levels of the students in the arts and science classes, the top students in the science class are allowed to ask the top students in the liberal arts class for speech scripts, so the person who speaks on stage and the person who writes the speech are often not the same person.

It's just that Lao Xu always has inexplicable confidence in the students in his class, and with a wave of his hand, he handed over the task of writing speeches together. Even if the children in his class write perfunctorily, Lao Xu can still boast A flower comes.

Jing Xing shook the stack of A4 papers that was thicker than a wallet, and felt his arms tremble twice.

The manuscript paper given by Lao Xu is getting thicker and thicker.

He frowned, sighed again after a while, and resigned himself to taking out a pen.

All right, just write it, anyway, Xiao Nuomi Duanzi didn't bully her boyfriend too much, and didn't let him even write the manuscript and bring the speech with him.

The opening ceremony is scheduled for two o'clock in the afternoon.

Most of the students went with their homework and were busy making up their homework.

After all, this kind of ceremony, which mainly introduces the glorious history of the school, is held every now and then in No. [-] Middle School. After listening to it for the past three years, their ears will feel calloused.

The whole process can only be described in five words, boring mother opened the door for boring - bored at home.

Fortunately, this kind of ceremony still has a highlight moment - when the top students from all classes come to speak on stage.

The schoolmasters of No. [-] Middle School this year are pretty good-looking. Leaving aside the stereotyped speeches, at least the audience in the audience can spend time looking at their pleasing faces.

Especially the squad leader of class seven who has three titles, the school bully and the school bully.

Although he may not always be on stage representing Class Seven, it doesn't matter, if the school bully isn't there, then the school bully's girlfriend will definitely be there.

Simply gossip and eat melons, that is to eat with relish.

The speaking session of the student representatives was arranged after the school leaders introduced the infrastructure of the No. [-] Middle School, starting from the first class, and then the classes took turns to take the stage.

Several head teachers were talking to the students in their own classes in the background.

Old Xu was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he kept telling Lin Qingyou: "Student Lin, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, just go on stage to make a speech, and it will come down soon."

Lin Qingyou stared at the sweat dripping from his forehead, nodded: "Teacher, I'm not nervous, and—"

She raised her finger and pointed to his forehead, wondering: "I think you seem more nervous."

The paper towel clutched in Lao Xu's hand was already drenched with sweat, and he was so nervous that he couldn't straighten his tongue: "Yes, is it? I, do I look tight, nervous?"

Lin Qingyou nodded quite honestly: "Well, it looks extremely nervous."

Hearing what she said, Lao Xu became even more nervous. The sweat on his forehead was like a waterfall, dripping down three thousand feet.

After a while, the suit shirt on his body was wet a lot.

Even so, Old Xu insisted on telling her with his tongue out: "No, it's okay, Lin, it's okay, it's okay."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Old Xu: "No, isn't it just teachers from other schools who come to visit our school? What's the matter with this? You just, just pretend that the teachers from our school are all here! Yes, or else, you should be It’s fine to have vegetables and radishes underneath!”

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Originally, she was really not nervous at all, but after Lao Xu grabbed her and talked about it, she also became nervous.

The study committee member from Class [-] was on stage in front of her, and she had reached the end of her speech. The hostess came over and called out, and Lin Qingyou followed her to the stairs on the side of the high platform.

Old Xu chased after him worryingly: "Don't, don't, don't be nervous!"

"..."

Lin Qingyou said in her heart, don't talk about it, if you go on, when I get on stage, I should be the one who speaks with my tongue.

Stopping on the side of the stairs, Lin Qingyou lowered her head.

The speech script in her hand was a thick stack, neatly folded in two, and it looked like there were seven or eight pages.

This was written by Jing Xing, before she had time to read the contents, Jing Xing folded it up at noon and put it in her book stand.

When he was about to read it, Lao Xu called her to the office and talked about the blackboard newspaper for the new semester. After returning, he followed the team to the auditorium.

Although I haven't read it yet, just by feeling the thickness of this stack of paper, it is obviously much thicker than the [-]-word speech he wrote before.

It used to be three or four sheets of A4 paper.

Lin Qingyou was thinking in her heart, no matter what, it would take [-] words to start.

She thought about it carefully, in the four classes this morning, Jing Xing had been immersed in writing this thing, and after returning from lunch at noon, he started to write again.

During this period, I didn't see him take out his mobile phone to check Baidu.

How could he make up so much nonsense just by making it up by himself?
Just thinking about this, the students from Class [-] on the stage had finished speaking and walked down.

The hostess lady picked up the microphone: "Thanks to Chen Qing from Class [-] for bringing us a wonderful speech, and also to Song Wanyu, the monitor of Class [-], for her hard work in writing this speech. This speech really enlightened us. I believe that everyone and I They all fully felt the enthusiasm of our students in No. [-] Middle School for learning."

After finishing speaking, the host lady raised her hand in the direction of the side stairs: "Next, let's invite Lin Qingyou from Class [-] to give a speech on learning. This speech is written by class monitor Jing Xing."

Like a stone falling on the surface of a calm lake, the auditorium below the stage became lively instantly, and the welcome applause intertwined with the voices of the students.

"Hey, the boss didn't come on stage this time? I thought I could see him."

"It's different whether you're on stage or not. I didn't hear the host say that the speech was written by Jing Xing, tsk tsk tsk, I'm knocking on CP to sprinkle sugar online."

"That's right, neither of them will make it difficult for me, Lemon Essence, to eat melons online."

Lin Qingyou stood still in front of the vertical microphone, shook off the thick stack of A4 paper in her hand, lowered her eyes, and began to read seriously: "My learning experience is that men and women match, and I don't get tired from studying."

Students sitting in the auditorium: "???"

　New article is being written~
　　Yunchuan Ninth Middle School | Lin Er×Xie Yan
　　Rebellious Little Wildcat VS Gentle Scum Routine King

　　[Let's drop another small copy:]
　　Girl: "Student Xie Yan, I like you."

　　Xie Yan: "Student, to tell you the truth, I am a person with violent tendencies."

　　girl:"?"

　　Xie Yan: "I can't see it. In fact, I usually like to beat people the most, not only physically, but also mentally. Maybe I am the legendary scum. Classmate, for your safety For the sake of thinking, remember to stay away from domestic violence perverted men."

　　girl:"……"

　　After a while, the girl gritted her teeth and mustered up her courage: "No, it's okay! Student Xie Yan, kill me, I don't blame you!"

　　After looking at her for a while, Xie Yan smiled suddenly, and a pair of beautiful peach eyes formed a subtle arc: "That's not okay, sorry, classmate, I'm not only a perverted domestic violence man, but also a 24K pure mother boy , my mother won't let me fall in love early."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)