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Chapter 148 Confucius and Mencius's Alternative Curve Rejection

Hearing what Confucius and Mencius said, Han Qingyun's face was very ugly.

When he asked Zhou Qianqian just now, although Zhou Qianqian didn't say it clearly, she had already told him that Confucius and Mencius had the final say on adding and subtracting people in Zhiyuan Middle School.

Now this guy said it was not his business, he was just trying to shirk.

As the team leader of Siwei Middle School, Han Qingyun felt that being able to speak a few words with a novice teacher like Kong Meng already gave him a lot of face.

The other party doesn't say groveling, at least you should refer to your own words more, I didn't expect...

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Confucius and Mencius, his words were full of doubts: "Then who can control you?"

As if he didn’t hear Han Qingyun’s changing attitude, Confucius and Mencius pointed at the students behind him: “Didn’t the organizer of this poetry conference say that all participating students are free to form teams, and they choose their own teachers to lead the team.

So whether to accept your student or to be on the same team as Hu Die is completely up to them. "

After listening to Confucius and Mencius' words, the corners of Han Qingyun's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Students form their own teams freely?Choose your own teacher?Are you fooling around?

This National Youth Poetry Competition not only represents individuals, but also the collective honor of the school. How can it be so childish?
But then Han Qingyun's heart moved, could it be...

Because of his anxiety just now, his words were really thoughtless. If it were him, he would not agree rashly.

Now that the other party has given the right to choose to the students, it may not mean that they have no intention of finding a way for themselves.

As for concepts, students and teachers are different. As a contestant, who doesn't want their teammates to be strong?

The student Hu Die next to him obviously has no friendship with the people in Zhiyuan, so whether he chooses a girl from the mountains with unknown level or an elite from a prestigious school, he can think of it with his toes.

With a strong self-confidence, he smiled and asked: "I don't know which group you are still short of? Can I introduce a classmate to you? You know, this classmate won the second prize in last year's poetry competition." .”

Speaking of this, Han Qingyun subconsciously glanced at Zhou Qianqian.

Because last year was an individual competition, both the number of winners and the evaluation criteria were much stricter than this year's. Although Siwei Middle School is strong, there were only 6 students who won the second prize or above last year.

In other words, the classmate he recommended was not the 11th as everyone thought, but the top 6.

Looking at Zhiyuan Middle School again, there were only 4 students who won the second prize or above last year.

According to the concept of the strong one team and the weak one team, the top 6 of Siwei Middle School entered the Zhiyuan weak team, which is definitely considered a marriage, and even qualified to be their captain.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, some people in Zhiyuan began to feel excited. Han Qingyun was confidently waiting for the result, when a student suddenly said, "Mr. Kong, you just said that everyone can choose their own team. It is true." ?"

It was Huang Guangming who spoke.

As soon as Huang Guangming spoke, Confucius and Mencius immediately understood what he meant.

At the last monthly exam commendation meeting, Huang Guangming's father openly provoked Confucius and Mencius in front of the podium, which caused the relationship between the two parties to become rigid.

When he was in the hotel, he heard Zhou Qianqian say that Huang Guangming was also in his group, and he felt strange. Now it seems that the grouping at that time should not be Huang's intention.

Thinking of this, Kong Meng nodded: "Of course I can choose, but before that, I want to say that if you only want to leave because of your father, I don't think it's necessary at all.

You are a student of Zhiyuan, and I am a teacher of Zhiyuan. Although you are not in my class, in my heart, we are still a good teacher-student relationship. "

Hearing this, Huang Guangming nodded: "Thank you, Teacher Kong, but Teacher Zhou is my class teacher, and I am more used to participating in competitions under her leadership."

After speaking, he walked directly to Zhou Qianqian's side.

As soon as Huang Guangming left, only Ma Ruoxi, Hu Feng, Long Aotian and Zhen Tiehan remained on Kongmeng's side.

After seeing the identities of the four, Han Qingyun was shocked again.

Although he didn't know Long Aotian and Zhen Tiehan, he was very familiar with Ma Ruoxi and Hu Feng.

Ma Ruoxi was the No.2 in last year's poetry competition. Although Hu Feng was a bit short, he was still in the top ten. Long Aotian and Zhen Tiehan could form a team of two, even if they were weaker, they were not far behind.

The reason why the second-class scholarship student from Siwei Middle School did not form a team with other people was not because of his lack of strength, but because of personal factors.

Han Qingyun felt very guilty for sending him out, so he considered sending him to the strongest team in Zhiyuan.

After Zhou Qianqian refused, Han Qingyun no longer had any hope. Who would have thought that someone in Zhiyuan's strong team would withdraw voluntarily? How can we not let him be overjoyed?
"Student Ma, you must remember Wang Xuan, right? It was the one who was eliminated by you last year.

Although Wang Xuan's level is a little lower than yours, I believe that as long as he joins your team, he will definitely play its due role. "

Han Qingyun asked Ma Ruoxi but not the others, because in his opinion, with Ma Ruoxi's ability, he must be their recognized captain.

Therefore, as long as Ma Ruoxi agrees, the matter will basically be completed.

Unexpectedly, Ma Ruoxi shook her head and said, "Mr. Han, I'm sorry, I don't care about the selection of our team."

Han Qingyun never expected that Ma Ruoxi would say that. Could it be that the captain of this team is someone else?

He immediately looked at Hu Feng, if Ma Ruoxi was a girl who didn't like to take care of things, then Hu Feng was the most likely one.

Seeing Han Qingyun looking at him, Hu Feng quickly shook his head: "I'm not the captain!"

Seeing him looking over, Long Aotian took the initiative to say: "This is Mr. Han, don't look, their captain is me."

"You?" Although he didn't understand why this thin little boy could convince the two most famous universities in Zhiyuan, he still asked the doubts in his heart, "What do you mean?"

Long Aotian looked at Han Qingyun, and then at the classmate Wang in the Siwei Middle School team who kept looking here. He smiled and said:
"Congratulations, Mr. Han. On behalf of Team A of the Zhiyuan Middle School National Youth Poetry Contest, I would like to extend a warm welcome to Wang Xuan...to find other participating teams to form a team!"

"Okay... what did you say?"

When hearing Long Aotian's first words, Han Qingyun couldn't help showing a smile on his face, but before this kind of smile could be completely interpreted on his face, he became stunned.

Long Aotian looked at him innocently: "Mr. Han, didn't I explain clearly enough? Please take your students and leave."

"you……"

"Good to go!"

Han Qingyun: "..."

Seeing Teacher Han leaving angrily, Kong Meng touched his nose and said to Zhou Qianqian: "Mr. Zhou, you don't blame me for rejecting him, do you?"

He was very worried when he said this, no matter what, Han Qingyun is a very typical handsome guy, maybe he is still the male god in Zhou Qianqian's heart.

Sitting like this, I might have offended this teacher Zhou.

"Pfft~" Zhou Qianqian, who had been sullen all the time, suddenly smiled, "Mr. Kong, I didn't expect you to be so fresh and refined in rejecting people. I have to learn from you in the future."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Zhou Qianqian explained: "I forgot to tell you just now that we and Siwei Middle School are equally famous, but the two sides are more of a competitive relationship.

Like the Yang Ziwen I mentioned just now, he was the champion of last year's poetry competition, and Ruoxi lost to him.

Let their players join our team, don't say you don't agree, even if you agree, I will find a reason to refuse. "

After finishing speaking, she took Lin Zhi's hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, you and Hu Die are welcome to join us. I hope we can achieve better results through cooperation!"

(End of this chapter)