The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Fu Mingzhi glanced expressionlessly at the audience.

The team of students from Class 21 of the second year of high school was right under the podium. The flag-raising ceremony was on the playground.

Fu Mingzhi saw Zhou Qi in the first row, and stood there idly, but his eyes kept looking at him. Seeing him looking over, Zhou Qi showed a bit of a nasty smile, and secretly compared his heart to Fu Mingzhi on the side of his waist.

Fu Mingzhi looked down at the first line of words, "From 9:27 to 10:18 on September [-], there will be continuous torrential rain in parts of Jiangnan and other places." Then he looked at Zhou Qi who was smiling under the stage, pretending nothing happened Put away the speech.

No one knew what happened except the victims and suspects on and off stage.

Under the attention of thousands of people, Fu Mingzhi looked as usual, picked up the microphone, and said peacefully: "Teachers and classmates, good morning everyone. The golden autumn is rustling, the hot summer is coming to an end, and we have ushered in a new study in September. The journey..."

Zhou Qi frowned.

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it, read the words on the paper while listening to Wang Bagong's speech——

This is the speech that Fu Mingzhi just made up in today's math class.

He found a problem from the speech.

Fu Mingzhi's speech with the weather forecast is exactly the same as the content of the speech he wrote.

"...As Goethe said, 'A person does not only rely on everything he is born with, but on everything he gets from learning to create himself', learning enables us to achieve a new self, and in the precious three years of high school , learning is our first step towards society in the future..."

Fu Mingzhi wrote it... and memorized the speech.

Word for word.

Zhou Qi was a little suffocated.

It's not because he didn't make fun of Fu Mingzhi, but now he simply questioned himself - a speech of two to three thousand words was written and memorized, Zhou Qi thought that he had passed Fu Mingzhi's exam and became a new grader The first may be a little more difficult.

Zhou Qi felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Teacher Zhang patrolled from the end of the line to the head of the line, and saw Zhou Qi standing in the first row, standing in the most conspicuous position in the line, holding a piece of paper and looking down, wondering what he was looking at.

Teacher Zhang pulled out Zhou Qi's piece of paper: "Listen to the speech carefully, and raise your head!"

After finishing speaking, head teacher Zhang rubbed the small torn paper and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

Zhou Qi was taken aback by Zhang Feng, and subconsciously looked up to the stage.

Coincidentally, Zhou Qi saw that Fu Mingzhi was also looking at him, with a slightly inconspicuous smile - that smile-like smile was normal when speaking on stage, but Zhou Qi had never seen Fu Mingzhi smile, and he just looked at him. he laughs.

This is most likely mocking him.

But Zhou Qi was not angry, he just smiled and blinked at the majestic and inviolable first grader who was speaking on the stage.

Fu Mingzhi saw Zhou Qi blinking at him, and felt that Zhou Qi had caused some trouble for him, but he hasn't appeared yet.

What did Zhou Qi do again?

Fu Mingzhi suddenly remembered that before the second class, Zhou Qi asked him: "Will you play music in the background when you give a speech?"

music--

music?

After 10 minutes, the first part of the speech that Fu Mingzhi was in charge of was over. In the second part, the students made an oath. This is a common practice at the beginning of each semester. It made a group of young students who had new expectations for the new semester so excited that they could not wait for 24 hours. Brush up on the questions, and then strike while the iron is hot, tricking the junior high school students into making ambitious plans that they haven't completed until graduation.

But like the second and third graders in high school, they are all sluggish, too lazy to move, the blood is coagulated in the blood vessels, and they just want to go back to the classroom and sleep on the table.

So everyone didn't have any expectations, and stood lazily in the line waiting for the oath to return to the classroom.

Fu Mingzhi frowned, and followed the procedure: "At the beginning of the new semester, let us look forward to the future under the sunshine, let the youth be passionate, let the youth boil, and let the youth be immortal..."

This is not a manifesto written by Fu Mingzhi, it is these few words that the school uses every year to make a wish for youth under the sun.

But today this declaration does not sound appropriate, because today is cloudy.

The classmate who was waiting for the music to play in the background yawned and turned on the sound switch.

"Let's make a promise of youth—I..."

The oath came to an abrupt end.

The playground was silent, only the background music of the CCTV weather forecast sounded from the stereo, and the background music was melodious in the playground.

After two seconds of dead silence, there was an uproar in the playground——

"Hahahahaha DJ cut the wrong song!"

"Why is it so familiar?"

"Isn't this the music played by CCTV's weather forecast at 07:30? My parents watch it every day!"

"Speaking of the weather forecast, I read yesterday's weather forecast. It said that there will be rain in the whole province today. Pingcheng predicts...it seems that there will be heavy rain today?"

"Hey, you believe in the weather forecast, is there still time for this kind of thing?"

Zhou Qi heard the discussion behind him, and suddenly remembered that the weather forecast he printed was rain at 9 am on September 27——

Isn't that now?

For example, the Meteorological Bureau heard someone say that their weather forecast was inaccurate, and suddenly a heavy cloud covered the sky, and the bean-sized raindrops fell on the head and face, which made people unsuspecting in late summer and early autumn. heavy rain.

For more than ten seconds, it was as if someone poured a basin of water on Zhou Qi's body, and his shirt was soaked in the blink of an eye.

The rain came so quickly that no one had time to prepare. The grade director rushed to the podium with a dripping bald head, grabbed the microphone from Fu Mingzhi and shouted: "The monitors of all classes take the students back to the classroom in an orderly manner, and the flag-raising ceremony So far, all teachers, go back to the classroom building to avoid the rain!"

The sound of the rain was so loud that it made the grade director's eyes blind, and the sound was completely covered in the rain. As for the students in the audience, they ran around and hugged their heads in disbelief, screaming and running They all ran away crowded.

Zhou Qi just wanted to run away with the crowd, but when he looked back, he saw that the first grader was still standing on the podium, and the students, teachers and leaders who were going to speak next to him had all been removed, and he was left alone on the podium, like being caught by the rain. Like a fool.

Zhou Qi squinted his eyes and strode to the podium, and put his hand in front of his eyebrows to keep out the rain: "Brother, why are you still standing here? The thunder scared you silly?"

Fu Mingzhi said, "You haven't left yet."

Zhou Qi laughed: "I didn't leave because I saw that you didn't leave. Look at you, you are all soaked. The weather forecast clearly stated that it will rain this morning. If you still don't believe it, read the weather forecast. Now, let everyone go back to the classroom early to avoid the rain, how good it is, you are confused, brother."

Obviously Zhou Qi's "good deed" came to his mouth, but it really turned into a good deed.

Fu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Qi expressionlessly: "So I was wrong?"

It's fine to say anything else, Zhou Qi felt guilty when he said who was right and who was wrong.He said vaguely, "It's all wrong. It's not my fault that you hurt people's self-esteem... It's raining so hard, are you still going or not?"

"I still have something to do, you go back to the classroom first." Fu Mingzhi shook his head.

After staying in the rain with Fu Mingzhi for two or three minutes, Zhou Qi was soaked from the hair on his head to the socks in his sneakers. He felt that his eyelashes were dripping, which made him unable to open his eyes: "Aren't you going back to take shelter from the rain? You What's the matter?"

The heavy rain poured down, and two or three thousand students ran away in a few minutes. After a brief hustle and bustle, the playground was empty except for half of the people on the podium, and only the sound of dense rain like drums could be heard.

Fu Mingzhi went to the table under the stage and took out a string of red strings. Each string was wrapped with a thin piece of wood with words written on it."I need to hang these wish cards on that banyan tree in the school," he said.

There are several old banyan trees in front of the canteen of No. 100 Middle School, which were planted when the school was founded more than [-] years ago.

Zhou Qi glanced at the large string of red strings, and visually estimated that there were more than 100 of them. It was unbelievable: "Are you stupid? Now it's raining heavily, you go and tie these things to the tree... Standing under the tree in the rain, aren't you afraid of being struck to death by lightning? "

Fu Mingzhi's gaze was cool: "The weather forecast you gave said it wasn't a thunderstorm."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Looking at Fu Mingzhi unnaturally for a while, Zhou Qi asked, "Are you serious?"

Fu Mingzhi: "Yes."

Zhou Qi was a little irritable, and rudely pulled the broken wood on the table several times, and accidentally knocked the wood on the ground and had to squat down to pick it up.His voice was so low that it almost disappeared into the sound of rain: "Then I will stay with you. If you are really struck by lightning under a tree, I can call the police for you."

While talking, Zhou Qi asked angrily: "Who the hell gave you the task? You are the only one, do you have to tie it up now?"

I am used to being watered by the rain, but it is actually a bit comfortable.

Zhou Qi wiped his face as if washing his face, Fu Mingzhi suddenly had the idea to help Zhou Qi wipe off the rain on his chin, and looked at Zhou Qi silently.

Fu Mingzhi said: "I need to be in the department today, and I have no other time today except for the third period of physical education."

Zhou Qi sneered. Seeing that Fu Mingzhi's ears were dripping, he wiped them off and mocked him, "Good student, you are really obedient and full of water. Come on, follow me to tie a sign under the banyan tree."

Fu Mingzhi: "..."

Zhou Qi pulled more than a dozen red strings from Fu Mingzhi's hands and looked at them one by one. The heavy rain had not stopped, and no one could see them along the way.

Zhou Qi flipped through two sheets and asked, "Is there anything you wrote in it?"

"No," Fu Mingzhi's eyes fell on Zhou Qi's lips. Zhou Qi's childish lip peaks, as soon as he spoke, the rain slanted into his mouth. Zhou Qi said all the way as if nothing happened, "I haven't written yet."

Zhou Qi asked casually: "What is the wish you are going to write?"