Bailangbian

Because of the high fever, Guan Chuyang's face was flushed abnormally, and he was panting heavily.Seeing Yu Dong approaching, she directly handed him the speech script she had finished: "Look at it, and change it if it doesn't fit."

His voice was hoarse and weak, and Yu Dong asked, "Why don't you go home and rest?"

"Yeah." Guan Chuyang raised his face and pointed to another desk in the office, "Sit down and see if it's okay. I'll tell you the process of getting on stage."

The dean is too busy and has already left.Only then did Yu Dong understand that the reason why Guan Chuyang stayed here even if he was unwell was to explain to himself what happened next Monday.

He looked carefully.

The speech script was nothing more than some clichés, Yu Dong read it fluently, looked up at Guan Chuyang, and found that she was very dissatisfied.

"No feelings."

Yu Dong: "...What kind of emotion does this kind of thing need?"

"Be more energetic." Guan Chuyang said, "How old are you? Sixteen or sixty?"

Yu Dong was not impressed by this kind of overly positive speech, but he still asked her seriously: "Then how should I pronounce it?"

Guan Chuyang read it to him passionately in a hoarse voice.

Although passionate, but there is no expression on the face, even the eyelids are too tired to lift, and the eyebrows are furrowed and relaxed for a while.Although the content of the manuscript is full of vigor, the person reading the manuscript is like the sun in the evening, with an expression of "I'm so sleepy and want to go home and sleep" all over my face.

Yu Dong thought to himself, you are not much better than me.

"...Don't look at my expression, I can't laugh now." Guan Chuyang glanced at the mercury thermometer on the table, "I'm almost 40 degrees."

Yu Dong: "Then you'd better go see a doctor! Don't worry about the speech, okay?"

Guan Chuyang: "Then read it again, I'll listen."

Yu Dong had no choice but to recite the tune according to the tone she demonstrated just now, and this time he finally achieved a passing score.

Guan Chuyang finished drinking the water in his glass and got up to leave.Before leaving the house, he turned his head and said to Yu Dong, "Take a leave with the class teacher for a while, I can't hold on anymore. See you next week."

Yu Dong: "Teacher? Which class are you in?"

Guan Chuyang looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot: "I'm in the same class as you, freshman 1, experimental class."

The class placement strategy of No. [-] Middle School is almost the same as that of No. [-] Middle School.

The students admitted to No. 120 Middle School of the city were ranked according to their scores. The top 1 were randomly divided into two classes, Senior One 2 and Senior One [-], and they were given the name of the experimental class.

Song Fengfeng naturally couldn't get into this class.

He searched for a long time, and finally found his name in the corner of Class 8, Senior One.

Zhang Jing was so excited that he grabbed the arms of the school committee and Song Fengfeng: "I'm in the same class as the goddess!"

Song Fengfeng was also envious: "You are still in the same class as Yu Dong."

The monitor and the school committee's girlfriend are in Class 2, but they are actually just next door, not far apart.

Several people wandered around the campus, waiting for Yu Dong to come out of the dean's office.

The campus of Shi No. [-] Middle School is relatively old. The oldest four-story building is even a cultural relic protection unit, which has been preserved from the Qing Dynasty to the present.It has been repaired several times, and the outer wall has been preserved as much as possible, but the inside is bright and spacious, and has been transformed into a library and a biological laboratory.

Outside the small building is a long and narrow school road, connecting the teaching building and the basketball court.Both sides of the school road are full of sheep's feet, which can bloom several times a year.September happened to be not the flowering season, but the fruit produced a lot, and the long and narrow bean pods hung down one by one. Song Fengfeng, who was tall, pinched them all the way.

"It's all deflated," he said.

After the basketball court is the playground, and the football field is covered with green artificial turf. Song Fengfeng expressed his satisfaction.

There are also several old buildings beside the playground, where the repeat classes of the third year of high school are located.Across the wall is the activity center for the elderly in the city, and there is a slow music passing through the wall.

And beyond the activity center for the elderly, you can see the peak of Wutou Mountain.Mazu temple, Buddhist temple and church are all on the other side.

On the third lap, Yu Dong finally came out.Everyone sent Song Fengfeng to Class 1, and after saying goodbye to him, they went upstairs in a mighty manner, reaching Class 2 and Class [-] on the highest floor of the teaching building.

Song Fengfeng lay on the railing of the corridor and called out to Yu Dong.

Yu Dong poked his head out in the stairwell: "What's wrong?"

Song Fengfeng: "You have to wait for me, you can't go first."

Yu Dong: "Got it!"

Zhang Jing poked his head out from behind Yu Dong: "I know! You are so annoying!"

Song Fengfeng has never regretted not being able to study hard in his life like now.

Too far!When he walked into Class [-] classroom, he was still thinking angrily, he was on the second floor and Yu Dong was on the fifth floor.

Although he entered the third middle school of the city, Song Fengfeng did not live in the new apartment in the city, but still nestled in the old house on Xing'an East Street.Song Yingxiong asked him why, and he said that it was comfortable to live there, and no one was cooking when he arrived at his new home, so he still had to eat fast food outside all day long.

Song Yingxiong said that you eat in the school cafeteria.Song Fengfeng began to play tricks: "Where can Zhou Mama's food be delicious in the cafeteria!"

Song Yingxiong thought he was right, so he agreed to his son's request, and emphasized again that he should study hard with Yu Dong, and not let down the good conditions of the third middle school in the city.

Knowing that Song Fengfeng still lived across the Yuhe Bridge, Yu Dong was also very happy.The two went together to buy a new bicycle, and the chain heads were all equipped with the same one.

When Zhang Jing went upstairs, he was still sighing: "I have known Song Fengfeng since the first grade of elementary school. We have always been classmates. We have never been so far apart in school."

But soon he became happy: "The goddess is in the same class as me!"

Yu Dong hurriedly told him that Guan Chuyang had returned home.

Zhang Jing became mournful again: "Then I'll continue to miss Song Fengfeng."

School committee girlfriend Lala school committee: "Your classmate is weird."

The two experimental classes were basically full of people, and the small classrooms were crowded, trying to fill the 60 students, and the air felt much hotter as soon as they entered.

Yu Dong quietly slipped in through the back door, trying his best to sit in the only vacant seat in the last row without attracting others' attention.

The first row was completely empty, while the back rows were full of people.Yu Dong found that most of the students in the class were students from the experimental middle school, and they talked very enthusiastically as if they were having a class reunion.

Yu Dong's deskmate was sleeping on his stomach. He took a few glances at that person and found that his ears were actually pierced.

But looking more closely, it turned out to be a mole that happened to be on the earlobe.

After the head teacher came, he said some words, and introduced himself one by one according to the seat. Those who want to run for the head of the class can also put forward it now.

Yu Dong yawned. He was a little sleepy after reading comics last night.

It's the turn of the school committee.He walked up to the podium generously, and after a brief introduction of himself, he coughed lightly and said in a serious tone, "Everyone, the class cadre I want to run for is the study committee member of our class. I have been a study committee member since elementary school, and I work hard. Responsible……"

Yu Dong was puzzled: What kind of work can a study committee member have?

"...The important thing is that I am very lucky." The school committee paused, "For example, I won the composition question of this year's senior high school entrance examination."

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

The school committee was very calm: "My classmate Yu Dong can testify for me in a while."

He pointed at Yu Dong from afar.

Yu Dong: "..."

After finishing the self-introduction and testifying to the school committee, Yu Dong returned to his seat and pushed his deskmate to wake up.

The boy with a mole on his ear got up with a yawn, scratched his hair, and thanked Yu Dong in a low voice.He has a pair of slender eyes, and he looks listless.

"My name is Zheng Suibo, I'm a student of painting."

After walking onto the stage, he finally looked a little serious.

"Absolutely the best art student in No. [-] Middle School of the city."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Suibo stood on the podium and reflected on his words.As if he was very satisfied, he nodded to himself, grabbed the blackboard brush on the podium: "Actually, I'm not bad at singing, it's better to hit the sun than choose another day. I'll sing "Superstar in Troubled Times" with everyone..."

In the extremely enthusiastic applause, the head teacher hurriedly drove him down.

Yu Dong thought that this person might have a good chat with Zhang Jing.

A few days later, the opening ceremony.

Yu Dong took the speech script and walked around behind the flag raising platform to memorize the script. The boys and girls in the drum team were all looking at him curiously.

Seeing that the principal's speech was about to end, Yu Dong was sweating on his back.He recited it smoothly at home, but now he is extremely nervous even standing in front of the drum team.

Just as he was hesitating, a hand stretched out from his side and took his speech away.

Guan Chuyang's long hair was tied into a neat ponytail, his face was ruddy and full of energy.Her fever seemed to have subsided, her back was straight, and her overall condition looked better than everyone else.

"I'll do it." She said simply.

Yu Dong was overwhelmed with gratitude: "Thank you, goddess."

Guan Chuyang frowned suddenly: "...what?"

Yu Dong smiled and shrank to the side.

The national flag fluttered in the morning breeze, and Guan Chuyang stood on the flag-raising platform in the sunlight, and gave a speech under the national flag.

Zhang Jing should be able to see it.He must be very happy.Yu Dongle thought wildly.

But soon, he remembered Song Fengfeng's happy demeanor when he and Song Fengfeng went to school together today. "My friend is going to give a speech!" Song Fengfeng was very happy, "It's a bit amazing, Yu Dong."

Let him down.Yu Dong had this matter in his heart, and he felt a little guilty all the time.

The first day of school was a bit hectic, and Zheng Suibo somehow became a literary and art committee member, responsible for the class blackboard newspaper, and asked Yu Dong several times if the chalk writing was good.

"Four blackboards." When school was over, Zheng Suibo grabbed Yu Dong and said, "One in class, and three more in the bulletin board. I can't finish it, Yu Dong..."

He is really familiar with him, he grabbed Yu Dong's hand and lay down on him in just one day.

"Yu Dong."

Song Fengfeng and Zhang Jing called him from the back door.

Yu Dong hurriedly pushed Zheng Suibo away, picked up his schoolbag and jumped out of the classroom, pushing Zhang Jing and Song Fengfeng forward.

Zhang Jing probed his head: "Where is my goddess?"

Yu Dong: "I was called away by the teacher. Go home and go home."

Song Fengfeng: "Who was that just now?"

Yu Dong: "I am at the same table, a student with a specialty in art, a painter."

Song Fengfeng was very surprised: "Then he should have a high score in the high school entrance examination?"

Yu Dong nodded: "The city ranks more than 80."

Song Fengfeng was jealous: "How does the brain grow..."

He asked the team for leave today and went home to sort out his belongings at home.

The typhoon signal has been hoisted high, and the most terrible natural disaster in summer and autumn is coming.

"Grandma asked you to come to our house to escape." Yu Dong said, "You can move the TV and computer if you can. The air and water leaks in your house."

Song Fengfeng was thinking about something else: "Then I'll still sleep with you?"

Yu Dong: "Of course."

Zhang Jing's attention finally shifted from Guan Chuyang's whereabouts to his friends around him.He imitated the tone of his girlfriend from the school committee and shouted: "You two are weird!"