Rebirth and daily cultivation

Chapter 91 Receiving the Award

In the afternoon, all students in the first grade of high school gathered in the playground to hold a summary meeting for the monthly exam.

Jiang Ning carried the bench to the playground. He originally wanted to go with Xue Yuantong, but unfortunately Xue Yuantong was called away by Shan Qingrong.

As the first grader and the first grader in the regular class, Xue Yuantong will give this speech on behalf of the freshmen.

As the crowd came to the playground, Shan Qingrong was standing in front of the team of Class 8, and Jiang Ning found a seat to sit down.

When Shan Qingrong came here, the smile on his face could hardly be suppressed:

"Jiang Ning, you are fourth in grade this time. When the time comes, you go to the podium and Principal Yu will personally give you the rewards."

Shan Qingrong's tone was very cordial, completely different from the past.

As the head teacher of an ordinary class, there are two top ten students in the class. If the classmates weren't watching, Shan Qingrong couldn't help but twist his lips.

Next, as long as these two good talents are protected and sent to the college entrance examination safely, then the professional title selection will be smooth.

Shan Qingrong has been waiting for too long. Many teachers of the same age around him have been promoted step by step, their professional titles have been raised, and their salaries are much higher than his own.

Not only the professional title, the No. 4 Middle School has regulations that if the students in the class have excellent college entrance examination scores, the class teacher can also receive a bonus, which is a huge amount of money.

Shan Qingrong thought about this and felt happy. He could finally feel proud this time.

Even looking at Wu Xiaoqi made him feel much better. He secretly made up his mind that if Wu Xiaoqi dared to cause trouble in his class, he would kick Wu Xiaoqi out immediately.

If the Academic Affairs Office dares to speak out, and Shan Qingrong dares to directly attack him, what confidence do I have?

Sorry, you can't influence the two top students in our class.

Thinking about this, Shan Qingrong raised his head and looked towards the podium.

Principal Yu blew the microphone and began to speak.

Principal Yu had a deep voice and very clear logic in his speech. As usual, he first praised No. 4 Middle School for its excellent teachers and infrastructure. It had been praised by the Education Bureau many times and mentioned its outstanding alumni.

Shan Kaiquan, who was listening, said impatiently: "He has already said it once last time. Can you please stop talking about it again? If you don't know, you must think that our No. 4 Middle School is the No. 1 Middle School in Yuzhou?"

Several classmates complained for a while below.

Just listen to Principal Yu say: "Next, I want to praise a classmate. She is Xue Yuantong from Class 8."

"Class 8 is a parallel class, but in such a class, there is actually a top grader. She is Xue Yuantong from Class 8. This spirit of going against the current is worthy of our deep thought. Now I would like to invite Xue Yuantong to speak. "

Xue Yuantong was wearing a school uniform and walked slowly to the podium. She skillfully lowered the height of the microphone.

"Hello everyone, I am Xue Yuantong from Class 8, Grade 1."

Her voice is still crisp and sweet after being processed by electronic equipment.

The students' whispers came from below the podium:

"She is number one in grade? She is in Class 8. The progress is terrible."

"Indeed, all three experimental classes were suppressed."

"Is it good for short people to study?" someone said.

At this time, a well-informed student said: "She is Xue Yuantong."

"Nonsense, who doesn't know she is Xue Yuantong?"

"No, I mean, she and I were in the same junior high school. At that time, she was number one in our school. She could have gone to the second middle school, but for some reason, she didn't do well in the high school entrance examination." The student explained.

"I know your school. I heard that many people go to Ancheng No. 1 Middle School and 168 Middle School. She ranks first there. It's really amazing!"

"Yes, at first I was surprised that a student from the ordinary class was so good and could get the first place in the school. Then when I heard Xue Yuantong's name, I wasn't surprised. In my three years of junior high school, she was always the first place. .”

"It's really strong, but it looks too small."

"Indeed, she's getting better now. She used to be in junior high school, and she was even shorter, like a primary school student. No boy in the class liked her at all."

This discussion spread to every corner of the student team.

Xue Yuantong's speech ended quickly. She stood on the podium and looked at Jiang Ning, thinking that when she receives the scholarship, she must stand with Jiang Ning, and there will be a photo taken then.

After receiving the scholarship, what should I eat?

Just treat Jiang Ning to a hot pot meal!

Thinking like this, Xue Yuantong's thoughts wandered and he became distracted.

She said into the microphone in front of the entire first grade of high school, hundreds of students, and dozens of teachers:

"I have finished my speech. Next, I would like to invite Principal Yu to speak on stage."

After Xue Yuantong finished speaking, she realized that she seemed to have said something wrong. She stayed for a second and then corrected:

"It's Principal Yu, not Classmate Yu."

As soon as he said this, all the classmates in the square looked strange.

Jiang Ning was helpless: "It's better not to correct this idiot."

After hearing this, Principal Yu was stunned for a moment. He is the principal after all, and he has always been open-minded and generous in front of students.

What's more, the person who said the wrong thing, Xue Yuantong, was the number one in the school and the future number one scholar.

After Principal Yu took the phone, he smiled casually:

"Okay, Xue Yuantong said it very well. Everyone should learn more from Xue Yuantong."

"Next, please invite the top ten in this exam, Xue Yuantong, Du Chuan, Ding Shuyan, Jiang Ning... Lin Zida."

Geng Lu shouted: "Jiang Ning Jiang Ning, the principal is calling you to receive the award."

Ma Shicheng next to him urged: "Jiang Ning, go quickly, don't keep the principal waiting." There was envy on his face.

Guo Kunnan said: "Jiang Ning, you are the face of our back row."

"That's right, go up and receive the award and show it to the top students in our class." Shan Kaiquan said.

"You are much better than the squad leader, and you give our squad leader face!" Wang Longlong said.

Various friendly voices reached Jiang Ning's ears.

Jiang Ning smiled softly. He straightened up, stretched out his slender figure, and stood in the crowd. The students looked up at him slightly.

In two months, Jiang Ning grew from 165 to 180, and was already among the tallest in the class.

The soft spiritual power smoothed his slightly wrinkled clothes.

The afternoon sun was lazy, coming from a very far distance and shining on his clothes. The golden light dyed him scorching.

Jiang Ning took a step forward with the sunshine, walked through the square formation of his class, and then walked straight to the right.

Along the way were the square formations of Class 7, Class 6, and Class 5. His pace was neither urgent nor slow, as if he were strolling in a leisurely manner. Wherever he went, everyone's eyes were on him.

Envy, surprise, jealousy, love, countless eyes gathered in front of her, but Jiang Ning ignored them, letting light and shadow accompany him as he moved forward.

Yang Sheng stared at the figure and suddenly said:

"Have you noticed that he is a bit handsome today?"

"Yeah." Bai Yuxia replied.

Shen Qing'e clenched her fist tightly and could not let go for a long time.

Jiang Ning passed through one square array after another, climbed up the stairs, and climbed onto the podium. Finally, he stood still and looked at the hundreds of classmates below.

Xue Yuantong grabbed the position and stood on his left, very close to him.

Geng Lu raised her head and looked at the two figures on the stage with dark eyes. She murmured in a low voice:

"Suddenly I feel that I am not worthy..."

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