Chapter 3: Bad Speech
In the classroom.
Yan Ning's hands were held tight for a long time before he finally regained his freedom.
Xin Jing and Shi Caimeng could not hide their excitement:
"Ahhhh!! I can meet Master Lu Zhuangyuan today! I'm so excited!!"
"Me too! I was so annoyed about the start of school, but then I thought about the possibility of being in the same class as Lu Zhuangyuan! I jumped out of bed this morning!"
Yan Ning had heard of this matter.
In recent years, No. 1 Middle School has set up a rocket class, which only recruits the top 20 students in the city's high school entrance examination. During the three years of high school, small classes are used for teaching and focused training. In the end, the results are very good and the students have won the top spot in the city's college entrance examination for several years.
However, this year, with the winds of education reform blowing, the Rocket Class will be temporarily suspended. Although the news has been circulating for a long time, it was finally confirmed yesterday.
Therefore, the top 20 students who were originally going to the rocket class will be dispersed into the two remaining key classes.
Perhaps it was because of the rush of time. Xin Jing said that the names of these 20 people were not yet on the sign-in sheet on the podium.
However, at this moment, Yan Ning was still a little surprised.
After all, as luck would have it, there happened to be a boy sitting diagonally in front of me across the aisle who was also visiting the class and had scored among the top few in the city.
A few seconds ago, when he introduced his achievements, his voice was quite loud, causing people around him to exclaim in envy.
Yan Ning heard it.
Xin Jing and Shi Caimeng should be the same, but they don't seem to be at all moved by this.
Then why.
But——
Lu Chen, what’s different?
Xin Jing turned around and saw Yan Ning's visible confusion. Then she realized that Yan Ning probably hadn't seen the message she sent a few days ago, so she quickly explained:
"Ning, you don't know, although there are always top students, and everyone has admiration for them, but what's different this time is -
"Lu Zhuangyuan, he is really, really, so, handsome!"
Shi Caimeng also nodded heavily and rushed to add:
"Just last week, there was a post on the forum with a photo of Lu Zhuangyuan secretly taken in the classroom. Although the pixels are too low, the way he was lying on the table, tsk, tsk, tsk—"
Shi Caimeng clasped her hands together and acted intoxicated:
"That face, those facial features, that tangled hair on the forehead, that cool look as she raises her eyelids and looks at the camera! It's truly irresistible, it's so arousing, the sexual tension is off the charts..."
Yan Ning felt a surge of heat in his ears when he heard this.
Her ears were covered by Xin Jing.
Xin Jing frowned and said to Shi Caimeng, "What are you doing? Don't lead my innocent Ningzi astray!"
The second half of the sentence sounded vague and confusing to Yan Ning. He blinked and subconsciously looked at Shi Caimeng who was standing diagonally across from him.
As soon as she met Yan Ning's confused eyes, Shi Caimeng was suddenly overwhelmed with guilt. She covered her chest and confessed, "I am guilty!"
When Yan Ning's hearing was restored, the topic changed direction.
Shi Caimeng tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth and said seriously:
"Well, it's not just because he's handsome. Lu Zhuangyuan is so mysterious. There's been so much discussion online for so many days, but only one photo has been leaked. No one knows his social media accounts.
In our junior high school group alone, we've been discussing this for days, trying to guess what kind of person he is. Of course, the biggest vote was on whether Lu Chen was truly handsome or just a photo op, which had the most participants!
Shi Caimeng failed to suppress the smile and raised her arms, "I voted for every 'handsome guy' option in the poll! Who doesn't want more attractive people in school?"
Xin Jing couldn't help but agree enthusiastically, full of anticipation, "Whether he's truly a truly handsome man or not, we'll find out at the opening ceremony soon!"
It is a tradition of No. 1 Middle School that the first place student in the city speaks as a representative of the freshmen.
Influenced by the two people beside him, Yan Ning couldn't help but start looking forward to the boring opening ceremony.
The start of school is always similar.
The head teacher of Class 1 and 2 of Senior High School is named Jiang Caijun. He lives up to his name. He has handsome features, wears glasses, and is very gentle. He teaches chemistry.
After Jiang Caijun finished his self-introduction, he asked the students in the class to introduce themselves one by one according to the sign-in sheet, and he interspersed jokes to make everyone relax and liven up the atmosphere.
When Yan Ning stood up, he accidentally brought the chair with him, making a harsh noise. Jiang Caijun said, "This chair can at least accompany you for a semester. There is no need to rush to take it away."
Resolved smoothly.
Not long after the last student sat down, the school broadcast sounded, announcing that students were to go to the playground.
A large number of students carried chairs and joined the crowd, heading towards the playground not far from the teaching building.
Arrived at the playground.
The boys and girls in each class were divided into two rows and lined up according to their height.
Yan Ning had to separate from Xin Jing and go to the front of the team.
Although Yan Ning and Xin Jing were almost the same height when they first met in junior high school, in the past two years, Yan Ning has witnessed Xin Jing gradually surpassing him, and now he is already half a head taller than her.
Yan Ning should have been the third one from the positive number.
But as soon as Jiang Caijun finished queuing and left, the two girls at the front turned around and discussed with Yan Ning that they wanted to chat and it would be inconvenient without someone to block their way.
Yan Ning is not very good at rejecting others.
So, the final result is -
Yan Ning sat in the first row of the team.
It is also facing the rostrum.
It is a position where you cannot do other things openly.
Sit down for a while.
On the rostrum, Vice President Liu clapped the microphone and said, "Quiet, everyone, be quiet!"
After another half-minute of silence, he straightened his expression and continued, "I declare that the Wancheng No. 1 Middle School opening ceremony and freshman welcome ceremony will now officially begin..."
The sun gradually rose higher.
As the temperature of the sun rose, Yan Ning's sleepiness began to surge again.
She sighed inwardly and thought, I just have to get through it.
Vice Principal Liu was the host. Although he looked kind, he talked too much. After a few sessions, everyone on the playground was drowsy.
To kill time, Yan Ning pricked up his ears, listening to the background noise of the speeches on the stage and the low-volume buzzing chatter of the girls behind him, to memorize the name tags on the podium and the corresponding faces behind them.
After gradually memorizing all the information, Yan Ning had nothing to do. His eyelids began to grow heavy, and he could only hold on by willpower.
The time is really hard to bear.
I don’t know how much time passed.
There was a sudden commotion. After someone on the podium said something, applause, significantly louder than before, suddenly erupted, forcing Yan Ning to wake up.
As she subconsciously clapped along, she heard the excited voices of the two girls behind her, who had forgotten to suppress their voices:
"Is it him?! It must be him!!"
"Damn! This guy really is..."
soon.
Someone passed by Yan Ning in the aisle. In her remaining tiredness, she subconsciously turned her head and looked up.
The wind blew the corners of the man's school uniform into flowing curves.
Yan Ning was stunned.
Because at this moment, against the sunlight, she saw the man's face clearly——
it turns out……
It was the boy she met in the corridor this morning.
Amidst the heated discussions around him that couldn't even be suppressed by the applause, two words, in high-frequency and various different voice versions, kept reaching Yan Ning's ears.
So, it turns out that he is——
Lu Chen?
Before his brain could process this information, Yan Ning followed the gaze of the rostrum and suddenly discovered—
A little bit.
Not quite right.
As soon as the young man stood behind the podium, obvious surprise flashed across the faces of the school leaders next to him.
In particular, Vice Principal Liu, who was closest to the school, was no longer as easygoing as before, and was in a state of inexplicable alertness.
Taking advantage of his vision, Yan Ning quickly scanned the area and immediately understood—
The stage was empty, and there was nothing in my hands...
He actually.
No speech manuscript?
No wonder Vice Principal Liu, who was standing by, looked like he would immediately step forward and grab the microphone if anything went wrong.
Yan Ning's heart suddenly tightened, and he looked behind the podium with some worry.
But the young man had eyes and eyebrows as black as ink, a handsome figure, and was so calm and composed.
He raised his hand, casually adjusted the microphone, leaned forward, and then his clear voice passed through the microphone and reached every corner of the campus.
"Good morning, dear teachers and students."
The scorching sun makes people feel wilted and the cicadas are chirping noisily.
However, the moment Yan Ning heard the young man's voice, he slowly loosened his hands that were clenched on his knees.
…
The speech went on slowly and the school leaders' expressions soon relaxed and turned into one of relief and appreciation. The discussions in the audience had long since stopped.
Because, it can be said that the top scholar is worthy of being the top scholar.
The person who spoke without a script was truly amazing and talented.
Soon, the speech came to an end.
"Finally, I want to give you a message that I have always believed in."
On the stage, a handsome young man looked around the audience.
"The only one who can defeat you is yourself."
Without pausing, the young man continued:
"The above is from the speech manuscript of Lu Chen, the representative of the freshman class, whose manuscript was lost."
I can’t think of any adjective to describe the feeling at that moment.
Yan Ning only knew that many years later, when she recalled this day, she could clearly remember——
The sky is very blue and the clouds are very light.
The breeze announces the youth's unbridled boldness.
The students in the audience were making an uncontrollable noise.
Maybe they were inspired by the speech, maybe they were surprised by the word "forced to lose", or maybe they just needed to vent at this age full of enthusiasm, passion and infinite possibilities. Even though the school leaders on the stage repeatedly stopped them with the microphone and asked for silence, and the class teachers also came out and patrolled around, it was of no avail.
After dropping a bombshell, Yan Ning watched the young man on the stage calmly, bowed, and then walked off the stage without any reluctance, and walked towards her.
At that moment, because of the position, Yan Ning even felt as if it were an illusion that his and her eyes met exactly in the air.
Time is infinitely stretched.
Amidst the clamor of voices, Yan Ning's ears were filled with a moment of blank silence.
What came to her mind was the question about Lu Chen earlier that day.
-Are you good?
-Not good.
The predicted answer was correct, and followed by another fleeting thought.
if……
I wish she and Lu Chen were in the same class.
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