What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Night is approaching.

Nanhuai Middle School, a venue for thousands of people.

The first monthly exam and award ceremony for senior high school students was held as scheduled.

At the meeting, Director Liu praised the top students, encouraged students with unsatisfactory results to keep up the good work, and warned some students who did not study seriously.

After the awards are over.

Director Liu spoke passionately on the microphone: "Today, we have invited Senior Lu Congheng from the Class of 2020 to share his learning experience."

"Senior Lu Congheng achieved the highest score in the province in the 20 college entrance examination and is now studying at Peking University."

"Let's welcome them with applause!"

Qin Fuyao was sitting in the last row of the venue. After hearing the familiar name, he followed the audience in applauding and raised his eyelids calmly.

Oh, it’s really him.

It turns out that he is also a student of Nanhuai Middle School.

What a coincidence.

Under the light, the energetic young man slowly walked to the microphone with an aloof smile on his lips.

Qin Fuyao faced him from a distance and seemed to be able to feel his bright gaze.

Still a little hot?

Probably due to the refraction of light.

Feeling nothing, she leaned back in her chair and heard the discussions coming from all around her.

"Frog fun! So this is the legend of 17 years! I actually saw a live one today."

"Not only does he have good grades, he's also so handsome. Do you want to know what's bothering him?"

"He's handsome, but he has a few minor flaws. It would be perfect if you could give me his contact information."

"I want to eat shit."

"Is he a sophomore? I'm so envious! I'm crying my eyes out."

"Yes, I heard that he is a famous figure in Kyoto University now."

"Which window did God close for him? Does he have a girlfriend? I must have one before I die!"

"..."

Qin Fuyao rubbed his ears, raised his eyes again to look at the person standing above, and lowered his head indifferently again.

When I thought about having to read my apology in front of so many people, my whole body suddenly broke apart.

What’s the point of being handsome? Can it make a living?

Lu Congheng spread out his speech manuscript, glanced at the seats in the back row, and said calmly: "Dear teachers, dear classmates.

Good evening, everyone! I'm Lu Congheng, and I'm honored to be here today to share my learning experiences with you.

The three years of high school passed in a flash..."

"The college entrance examination is like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge. I wish all students can pass the exam."

“Thank you everyone, this is the end of my sharing.”

As soon as he finished speaking, warm applause broke out in the conference hall.

Director Liu walked onto the stage and began to praise Lu Congheng, wanting to use all the most beautiful words in the world to describe him.

Qin Fuyao was just dragged to the front row of the venue by her class teacher. She happened to sit next to Lu Congheng. She could see the person in front of her clearly by turning her head. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that she was indeed quite pretty.

Their eyes met unexpectedly.

Lu Congheng smiled warmly and said in a clear voice, "What a coincidence."

"What a coincidence! Let's talk later. It's my turn to give a speech soon." Qin Fuyao said as he pulled out a folded A4 paper from his pocket. He slowly unfolded it and saw that it was filled with cheesy love words...

For example: What time is it now? The starting point of our love.

I want to buy a piece of land from you. What kind of land? I want to buy your unwavering love.

"Damn it." Qin Fuyao's brain crashed.

Now I want to buy a piece of land for this calf to be buried.

Isn't this a self-criticism? Oh my god! Where did the self-criticism I spent three hours writing go?

Lu Congheng heard the curse and turned his eyes to the side, "What's wrong?"

"It's numb." Qin Fuyao raised his head 45 degrees to look at the ceiling and sighed heavily.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know which bastard stole my self-criticism."

Lu Congheng was confused for a moment. "A letter of apology? What do you want to say?"

"Yes, I need to write a self-criticism for my speech." Qin Fuyao crumpled the A4 paper in his hand into a ball. "God damn it, don't let me know who this person is. Why would he even steal my self-criticism? It's my thousand words!"

Stealing everything will only harm him!

Although Lu Congheng was shocked, he quickly calmed down.

"Director Liu will probably speak for another fifteen minutes." He took out his phone and a pen and paper. "There's still time. I'll rewrite it for you."

When he was in high school, he often helped others write self-apologies and he could do it with ease.

Qin Fuyao thought about it and declined politely: "No, I can just play freely."

Lu Congheng: "Are you sure?"

"It's just self-reflection. It's easy to get."

"Okay, don't be nervous, come on!"

“…”Come on, it’s okay.

Director Liu made some bold statements and then said: "Today, we have Lu Congheng as a positive example to share his learning experience, and Qin Fuyao from Class 11 of Senior as a negative example to reflect on his misconduct. I hope all students will learn from this."

What the hell is this misconduct? Psycho...

"Qin Fuyao, come on stage."

The students gasped.

This sister was the first in Nanhuai Middle School to read a letter of apology at the award ceremony.

Qin Fuyao walked onto the stage slowly and leisurely. After she stood still, her eyes met the male and female protagonists in the audience.

OK OK.

Once it comes, it will go crazy.

She cleared her throat and said slowly, "Dear leaders and teachers, dear classmates."

"Good evening everyone! I am Qin Fuyao from Grade 11. I am sorry to be here today. I want to make a deep self-reflection on my actions."

The sound, like gentle rain, passed through the microphone and reached the ears of everyone present clearly.

Lu Congheng sat in the front row, quietly looking at the calm girl on the stage, thinking that kids nowadays are really amazing, they can even review their speeches without a script.

"The reason I'm standing here is because of Li Jinyan from Senior 3 (). Yesterday, he came to our class and not only overturned the books on my desk, but also called me a bad woman."

"In a fit of rage, I slapped him in the face and called Li Jinyan a lunatic."

"Here, I admit that calling my classmate a lunatic is wrong. Even if he hit or scolded me first, even if he really is a lunatic, I cannot call him a lunatic. I certainly cannot call him a lunatic just because he is narrow-minded. This is extremely wrong."

Every word is a gem, and the madman is always there.

"Dear classmates, I'm here to reflect on this. As a young person of the new era, I must not hit others at will, nor should I call my classmates crazy."

Youth has no price, and the male protagonist is facing the big gun.

Don't ask, it's crazy to ask.

The students at the venue became excited at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Oh my goodness! The person who fed the melon to them personally! It would be a shame not to eat it.

Li Jinyan sat in the audience, his handsome face darkening inch by inch. If he hadn't been held back by the people next to him, he would have rushed up and made her unable to get off the stage.

Lu Congheng's hand holding the phone trembled, and he couldn't find his own voice for a while.

Is it true that high school students say that it's easy to pass? Is it true that such a self-review will not be rejected by the school?

He felt like there was a generation gap between him and the high school students...

Qin Fuyao looked relaxed and continued, "Yesterday, Director Liu didn't know the whole story, but he still criticized and educated me, although..."

At this time, there was no sound from the microphone.

Drop the chain at the critical moment.

The students were even more excited than the person involved and tried to continue listening.

"Qin Fuyao, are you planning a rebellion?" Director Liu's face was livid as he quickly walked onto the stage. "Get off now! Don't embarrass yourself up there."

Tsk.

He is still a role model...

Don’t private high schools examine teachers’ ethics?

Qin Fuyao did not refute, but walked off the stage with an innocent look on his face. He spread his hands to the anxious and speechless head teacher, as if to say, "This has nothing to do with me."

"Fuyao, you..." He Yunxu was speechless.

Director Liu's face turned grim as he announced that the meeting was over and that students could leave school early. However, he asked all students in Class 11 of Senior to stay in the venue and that they could not leave until half past ten.

Qin Fuyao: Oh no! I've messed up and dragged down the entire class. I can't even imagine how many crickets I'll get bitten by.