The old ancestor became the favorite of the five brothers

Chapter 161 Freshman Representative
Everyone was busy preparing for the freshman meeting, but Mu Zhengen curled up in the corner, trembling with his speech in his hand.

"Dear... dear teacher..."

It can be seen that she is trying very hard to read out her speech, but her voice is very hoarse, basically there is no sound.

Seeing that there are only two hours left before the start of the freshmen meeting, but at this moment, she is in a state that is simply impossible to take the stage.

Mu Zhengen was so angry that he wanted to tear up the speech script in his hand.

The next second, she heard someone calling her name.

"Mu Zhengen, why are you here?"

Mu Zhengen turned his head and looked at the director of the political and educational department who was walking towards him, not knowing what to say.

However, the director of the political and educational department started to introduce Qin Yumo enthusiastically.

"Miss Qin, this is the freshman representative we are going to speak today, Mu Zhengen, classmate Mu."

Qin Yumo didn't speak, just nodded to Mu Zhengen.

Mu Zhengen didn't speak, but his expression was a little embarrassed.

The teaching director smiled at Qin Yumo, turned to look at Mu Zhengen, and whispered, "Why didn't you say hello?"

Mu Zhengen cleared his throat, and spoke with some difficulty: "Ahem... Director, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, the dean interrupted her with an exclamation.

"Zheng En, what's wrong with your voice?"

"I... I have a little... cold, my throat is inflamed, cough cough cough..."

"Cold? How did you catch a cold?"

The dean frowned, the freshman meeting is about to start, and Mu Zhengen caught a cold at this juncture, isn't this a joke!

Mu Zhengen looked very aggrieved.

"I don't know what's going on. I've been taking medicine for the past few days. Look...you see, I'm still drained."

Mu Zhengen said to show the dean the pinhole on his hand, but the dean didn't want to see it.

"Okay, okay, don't talk anymore, the matter is at this juncture, and your voice is so hoarse, how can you get on stage? Where do you want me to find someone at this time?"

"This this……"

The director of teaching suddenly said such words, making Mu Zhengen a little at a loss for a while.

But in the next second, a flash of inspiration flashed in Mu Zhengen's eyes, and he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Director, I have someone I want to recommend to you."

"Who?"

"Muran Ran!"

"Muran Ran?"

"Yes! That's Mu Ranran from our class, who is also the number one student in the national college entrance examination this year."

Qin Yumo stood aside, and when he heard Muranran's name, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

The dean seems to be a little familiar with this name, but...

"The time is so tight, will she have time to prepare?"

"It's okay, you can give her my speech and let her read it."

"Well, then you can give me the speech, and I will give it to her later."

"it is good."

Mu Zhengen responded, rummaged in his schoolbag for a while, took out a folded paper and handed it to the teaching director.

The dean put it in his pocket contentedly, and then followed Qin Yumo away.

…………

Mu Ranran and Su Nuannuan sat at the back of the class, with earphones on their ears, watching the messages on their mobile phones.

Before he could reply, he suddenly felt a shadow cast over his head.

Mu Ranran didn't take it seriously, but after a while, the shadow was still there.

It was Su Nuannuan who raised her head first. She looked at the people standing behind and hurriedly got up: "Dean."

The dean looked at her and nodded: "Yes."

Turning to look at Mu Ranran: "Student Mu Ranran."

Mu Ranran took off her earphones slowly, turned her head slowly, looked at the teaching director standing behind her, and nodded to her: "Director."

"Well, classmate Mu Zhengen's throat is inflamed, so he can't give a speech on stage. This is her speech, please take a look."

Mu Ranran looked at the neatly folded paper in the dean's hand, but didn't reach out to pick it up.

The dean looked at her: "Take it, you can explain it for her in a while, you don't need to memorize it, you are familiar with it, and you can just read it in a while."

Just as Mu Ranran was about to speak, the dean anxiously stuffed the paper into her hand, then turned around to entertain others.

Mu Ranran looked down at the note in her hand, and slowly opened it.

Su Nuannuan looked at it but couldn't help frowning: "There's nothing on it, what do you want to read?"

Mu Ranran looked at the blank A4 paper and sneered, "It's okay, it's not a big problem."

As time passed by, all the faculty, staff, students, and invited guests were seated. Qin Yumo sat in the middle of all the guests, in the proper C seat.

As the music started, the half-white-haired headmaster slowly walked onto the stage and stood in front of the microphone. The audience burst into applause.

"Students and distinguished guests, everyone is welcome to come to our freshman conference this year. Next, please..."

Halfway through the principal's words, the dean standing behind him suddenly took a step forward, approached his ear, and whispered something.

The principal was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Well... I have invited Mu Ranran to give a speech as a freshman representative!"

Amid everyone's applause, Mu Ranran walked onto the stage gracefully and calmly.

Mu Zhengen, who was sitting in the first row of the student group, looked at Mu Ranran on the stage and sneered, tightly clutching the speech in his hand.

"Mu Ranran, next, it's up to you to perform."

And the moment Mu Ranran stood in front of the microphone, she saw Qin Yumo sitting on the guest seat.

At this time, someone in the auditorium seemed to have noticed something strange.

"Eh? Didn't you say that the freshman representative is Mu Zhengen? Why did he become Mu Ranran?"

"She was replaced temporarily, right? She doesn't even have a speech? Do you want to be so rigid?"

"Tsk tsk tsk~ I don't think so. I heard that this year's freshman conference is more grand than previous years. Isn't that embarrassing?"

"Don't say it, don't say it, I seem to have seen the consequences of Mu Ranran. If the freshman meeting is messed up, our Beijing University will be famous in the future."

"Stop talking, stop talking, listen."

"..."

Mu Ranran stood on the stage, looked around the field, and then changed her mouth.

"Dear teacher, students, I am this year's freshman representative, Mu Ranran..."

Mu Ranran on the stage had a natural expression, graceful posture, and vivid language. He didn't look like someone who was called to speak temporarily, but more like he had been preparing for a long time.

Mu Zhengen, who was sitting under the stage, looked at her with a smile on his face.But gradually, the smile froze on his face.

This matter developed completely differently from what she thought.

Mu Ranran... What she said was completely different from the speech I wrote before, but why was it so smooth?Why is it so full?

Is she...

(End of this chapter)