Rebel Demon King

Chapter 403 Find yourself

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Fu Yuanzhuo's wonderful speech made the whole auditorium explode.

The warm applause lasted for a long time, even many teachers stood up and applauded Fu Yuanzhuo.

Of course, this does not include Tang Shuisheng. It is really hard for him to believe that this powerful article was written by Fu Yuanzhuo. He thinks that Fu Yuanzhuo must have hired a gunman. There is no rhetoric in the whole article, it is all plain The text is quiet and not noisy, but it is humorous and very thought-provoking, which is not at the level of high school students.

Therefore, Tang Shuisheng was even more disgusted with Yuan Zhuo.

Standing Shen Youyi knows Cheng Mo's handwriting. Shen Youyi understands Cheng Mo's control over words better than all the teachers present. After all, she not only has to correct Cheng Mo's composition, but also often exchanges with Cheng Mo's post-reading impressions.

Compared with the previous students, the content of the speech only focused on himself, using various achievements to promote himself and express himself. The manuscript written by Cheng Mo for Fu Yuanzhuo was completely arousing empathy.

This has already surpassed the ability level of high school students, and there is no way for people who do not think far beyond high school students to write such speeches.

It can be said that as soon as this speech comes out, the result of the election will be settled, unless Shen Mengjie and Yu Junshan perform against the sky.

Shen Youyi thought about it, turned around and searched the camp of Class 9 (Senior Grade [-]), she saw Yan Yitong who jumped up and applauded, but did not see Cheng Mo.

Fu Yuanzhuo bowed again amid the applause, and then left the stage. There were girls screaming his name in the auditorium, but Fu Yuanzhuo didn't look back. He just got excited at the moment when the speech just ended. It immediately calmed down.

This article is always lingering in his mind, what is he looking for?Is it just to become the person Feng Xixi likes?
But it seems that I am becoming the kind of person I hate the most.

The applause, screams and shouts behind him were not glory, but turned into a heavy burden, which made Fu Yuanzhuo a little uneasy and sweat profusely.

He remembered what Cheng Mo told him, this is a process that allows you to see others clearly and understand yourself.

Fu Yuanzhuo felt that he seemed to understand something.
But it's like I still don't understand anything.

He turned his head slightly and glanced at Cheng Mo who was standing in the corridor on the right side of the auditorium. Outside the huge bay window of the auditorium was a gloomy sky, and bits of rain hit the glass, leaving blurred traces. Cheng Mo was silent. Standing against the wall, surrounded by red velvet curtains.

He is like those transparent raindrops in this world.

Not the kind of transparency that no one notices.

Rather, he transcended the resplendent lights and the noise of crowds, like a god and Buddha towering in the clouds quietly overlooking the world.

Fu Yuanzhuo didn't know why he had such an idea, but at this moment, Fu Yuanzhuo felt that Cheng Mo could penetrate the distant future.

Fu Yuanzhuo walked into the backstage, and there was silence around him. The cadres of the student union looked at him in silence, unlike at the beginning, when they looked at him with an indescribable sense of superiority or silent sarcasm .

At this moment, they were looking at him with complex eyes, and all kinds of emotions were converging towards him, making the atmosphere in the backstage very depressing.

Fu Yuanzhuo glanced at Yu Junshan, and Yu Junshan also looked at him, and said mockingly: "How much money did you spend to hire the shooter? It's a waste for you!"

Fu Yuanzhuo no longer had the urge to retort, he thought that if Cheng Mo was here, he would probably not even glance at Yu Junshan, but he is not Cheng Mo, he knows that he will never reach Cheng Mo's height, he is indifferent He said: "It didn't cost me a penny, Cheng Mo wrote it for me. Why?"

Yu Junshan didn't expect Fu Yuanzhuo to admit that the manuscript was written by someone else so straightforwardly, he was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to go back.

Some people in the student union were also a little surprised, thinking: So it was Cheng Mo.

Fu Yuanzhuo looked at Yu Junshan who was stunned, and said with a smile: "Envy? I'm sorry, you can't come envy!"

Yu Junshan sneered and said, "Joke, would I envy a loser? Stop dreaming!"

Fu Yuanzhuo looked at Yu Junshan with an expression of "you are funny" and said, "Trust me, you will be envious." After finishing speaking, Fu Yuanzhuo waved his hand and walked towards the backstage exit.

At this time, Shen Mengjie's speech had already started. After experiencing the climax created by Fu Yuanzhuo's talk, Shen Mengjie's slightly fake speech naturally couldn't arouse the nerves of the students, but for the sake of Shen Mengjie's beauty, the students Still responded with warm applause.

In fact, it's not that Shen Mengjie's level is low, her speech is still above the level of high school students, it's just that she is behind Fu Yuanzhuo, it's not easy for Shen Mengjie to withstand the pressure and not perform badly.

Finally it was Yu Junshan's turn to be the finale, and everyone was looking forward to what kind of counterattack Yu Junshan, the real favorite, would make.

The entire auditorium was extremely quiet, like the last calm before the storm.

All the spotlights on the stage were turned on silently, revealing every detail of the orange-yellow wooden floor. Yu Junshan, wearing a neat black suit, walked slowly towards the podium with a confident smile.

This special treatment implied that his identity was different.

Yu Junshan first bowed to the audience, then supported the podium with both hands, and said: "Teachers, students, good afternoon everyone! I am Yu Junshan from Class 1 ([-]) of Senior High School. Today I am running for the position I am the president of the student union. I served as the head of the life department in the first year of high school, and the vice president of the student union in the second year of high school. I have won scholarships many times. I have won the third prize in physics competitions, and I am the leader of the volunteers of the student union. I have organized the cadres of the student union to go to the welfare home and give warmth to the lonely elderly many times. However, these results are all in the past, just like I just got the college entrance examination scores That day, it was like the day when I just stepped into school and was confused, like before today, everything was just a cloud.”

"I am standing here today not to show off my past brilliance to everyone, because I think the past cannot represent everything; nor to explain the truth to everyone, because we are [-] or [-] years old, and we don't need to understand life too early! We are still young! We should fight hard! Create! Change! I am here to talk about ideals! Talk about the future!"

"Not long ago, did you explain to others what the student union is like...? Did you complain...? Did you wonder what the purpose of...? If I win the election, I will try to lead everyone to change this School! To build Changya into the most powerful high school in the country, we all work together, start from life, let everyone know that Changya is training a group of high-quality, high-level future social elites!
"If I succeed in the election, I will lead the student union, listen to the voices of my classmates, and respond immediately when the students have doubts about the school's decision. I will give you a reasonable reason, give you a reason to love this school, and give you You go forward! Work hard! Reasons to work hard!

"I have a dream, I dream that one day, this school will rise. Realize the true meaning of the establishment of the school: "Enhance morality and study, study things to learn"; I have a dream, I have a dream, one day, the students in the student union will all have dreams , to win glory for the school; I have a dream, I have a dream that one day, in this land of China, the name Changya will resound all over the world. The winding path becomes a thoroughfare. The students will continue to improve with the efforts of me and everyone! The school is going to glory in the hands of our generation! We, like the rising sun! Shine the light of hope on Changya High School! Shine the light of hope Sprinkle on the banks of the Xiangjiang River! Sprinkle the light of hope all over China! Let our Changya name resound throughout the world! In the near future, we will tell the world with our dazzling achievements: ...! We are pioneers! We are pioneers! We are the creators of an era!"

Yu Junshan shouted hoarsely: "I have a dream", but in the eyes of the students in the auditorium, he was just a little crazy. These words are too unrealistic, and far inferior to Fu Yuanzhuo's marriage, house, and work. gas.

If there is no comparison with Fu Yuanzhuo's speech, Yu Junshan's slightly exaggerated speech can also set off a collective spiritual climax among Changya students. However, between Cheng Mo's speech and Fu Yuanzhuo's wonderful performance Under the circumstances, Yu Junshan's speech can only become a boring cliché
Yu Junshan looked at the indifferent expressions of the students in the audience, and was also a little upset, but he didn't care about this kind of thing. It was good to impress the students in the audience, but he didn't care if he couldn't. His slogan was originally not What I shouted to them, but to the teachers and leaders of the school, was to convey the message to the school clearly and unmistakably. Only by choosing me can Changya maintain good school discipline and school spirit and have a good learning environment.

Sure enough, when Yu Junshan finished his speech, Vice Principal Wan was the first to stand up and applaud Yu Junshan. Vice Principal Wan, the highest official in the auditorium, stood up. What else could the other teachers do?Nature can only stand up.

Now that all the teachers stood up, the class committee members of each class also stood up, and waved their hands to signal the students in the class to stand up, so there was another "pseudo-climax" in the auditorium.

It's just that although everyone stood up, the applause was not enthusiastic at all.

Yu Junshan doesn't mind this, he doesn't care what the students think at all, he knows that these people can't decide who can become the student council president.

At this time, the host and candidate Shen Mengjie stepped onto the stage, followed by Fu Yuanzhuo and the listless Liu Bosong, and the four of them stood in a row.

Shen Mengjie took the microphone and said: "Oh! Senior Yu Junshan's speech just now was really wonderful, especially the sonorous and powerful cry at the end really went to my heart. We are the creators of an era. Now it's time for all the students to It’s time to vote, please take out your mobile phone, enter the school APP, and vote for the students you support on the student union election page, it only takes 3 minutes. The voting data will be displayed in real time on the projector.”

The auditorium suddenly became noisy. Everyone was holding their mobile phones and preparing to vote, and many people were discussing with each other who to vote for. The entire auditorium was bustling like a vegetable market.

The data on the projection screen also began to jump. Fu Yuanzhuo and Yu Junshan's numbers jumped the fastest, and they had already passed a hundred in an instant. Shen Mengjie's was also slowly jumping, with dozens of votes, while Liu Bosong's was only ten. Multiple votes.
Standing beside Fu Yuanzhuo, Yu Junshan turned his head and glanced at the white projection screen. His votes had already reached 330 votes, while Fu Yuanzhuo's had only 270 votes. No matter how beautiful it is, it is useless. You will still lose. You are not worthy to be my opponent in this game."

Fu Yuanzhuo didn't even turn his head, and said with a sneer, "Really? Let's see who can have the last laugh!"

Yu Junshan reached out and patted Fu Yuanzhuo's shoulder, pretending to be having a friendly conversation with him, "I just like how stubborn you are, a dead duck."

Fu Yuanzhuo pushed Yu Junshan's hand away unceremoniously, and sneered again: "A dead duck? Who do you think is a dead duck? Do you think you can control the votes? Hehe, you know nothing about Cheng Mo's IQ Know."

Hearing Fu Yuanzhuo's words, Yu Junshan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his complacent expression turned pale in an instant. He looked back at the projection screen diagonally behind him, and the content displayed on it seemed to be distorted a few times. His votes froze at 444, and then began to slowly slip back to 443, 442, 441.
This made Yu Junshan wonder if his eyes were dazzled, he shook his head, he was right, Shen Mengjie's votes were still rising, and Liu Bosong's votes were also rising.

He glanced at Fu Yuanzhuo's vote count again, and it jumped to more than 700 votes in an instant.

And his own vote count has returned 400 votes.
Yu Junshan turned his head and stared angrily at Cheng Mo who was standing in the corridor at the edge of the auditorium. He felt cold all over his body for a moment, and his brain was completely shut down for a while, and he shouted tremblingly: "Stop, stop, someone is playing tricks!" , this vote is not counted as a fresh start!"

In an instant, the eyes of the entire auditorium were focused on Yu Junshan, who was standing in the center of the stage in a panic.
(End of this chapter)