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Chen Yuan also smiled, and then responded: "Good night, damn."

…………

morning.

After breakfast, the school radio started to sound.

"Now, all senior high school students gather in the playground."

"Here it comes, the oath-taking ceremony is about to begin." Qian Duoer said with great anticipation.

"Finally, there are only a hundred days left." Thinking of this, Yu Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief, "It's over, my high school life."

"The last hundred days may not sound like a lot, but if you convert it, it's also one-third of a year," Xia Xinyu reminded.

"Hateful!" Yu Xinyue was a little overwhelmed.

For her, every day in the devilish No. 4 Middle School is like a year.

"But which top student will represent us to cheer us up this year?" Qian Duoer asked curiously.

At this time, the monitor of Class 3, a boy, rushed here and said to Xia Xinyu: "Xia Xinyu, the head teacher wants to see you. He said it's the speech of the Hundred Days Oath-taking Ceremony."

"Ah? Why me?" Xia Xinyu was stunned when she heard this.

There are so many top students in the top four schools, why did they choose a weakling like me?

"I'm not sure about that. Although it seems a bit like an imperial decree...it's decided by the school," said the class monitor.

"Good guy."

At this time, Qian Duoer reacted immediately: "Zhang Jianjun, you are trying to exploit our Xinyu's looks again."

Chapter 563 My No. Middle School, Go Go Go

When Xia Xinyu arrived at the playground, the camera had already been set up...

In fact, Zhang Jianjun didn't want to recruit students in this way.

After all, the combat effectiveness of No. 4 Middle School is well-known.

However, this year, No. 11 Middle School has been in the spotlight too much.

In this year's high school freshman class, there was a student who ranked fourth in the city and should have come to his own school, but went to No. 11 Middle School.

No. 4 Middle School, which has always been famous for its strong strength, is inevitably a little anxious.

Therefore, this not-so-glorious method was used.

Originally, it would have been enough to let Shi Yi, who was the top student in the school, give the lecture.

But when I thought about using it as one of the materials for the promotional video, Xia Xinyu’s performance was so good before.

There's no way, I was forced by Chen Yuan.

In that case, let’s send Chen Yuan’s girlfriend to counterattack.

So, this scene appeared.

"The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossom comes from the bitter cold."

Standing on the flag stand, holding a microphone in her hand, Xia Xinyu looked like she had the sharp temperament of a plum blossom when she spoke this classic line from the top student.

With her high ponytail, very clean school uniform, and generous yet reserved temperament, Zhang Jianjun had to admit that Xia Xinyu was indeed the most outstanding student in his school.

Although this good student model took a detour and fell in love prematurely, but putting premature love aside, she is still worthy of promotion.

Her speed of progress has surpassed many people.

Maybe there will really be an extra grapefruit this year because of her.

And if she could become Yuzu, it would mean that she was in the top 40 in the school.

No matter how you become a pomelo... as long as the result is good, that's enough.

Xia Xinyu didn't know why she was chosen.

If it was really because, as Qian Duoer and the others said, that the school needed a good-looking promotional video, she felt that girls like her should still have many choices.

There are also people like her who have good grades.

So, maybe there is some other reason.

And this is the source of my confidence.

It must be because I work very hard. My attitude and progress in learning are worthy of recognition.

In that case, she would certainly be happy to speak as a student representative.

In her alma mater, No. 4 Middle School, and on the final day of the college entrance examination, she was proud to make her voice heard.

"My speech is over. I am Xia Xinyu from Class 2, Grade . Come on!"

Clenching his fist and raising it confidently, Xia Xinyu spoke without any stage fright, full of youthful vigor.

At the same time, it also received the "support" of all the senior students in No. 4 Middle School.

""come on!!""

.........

Standing on the flag stand, holding a manuscript and a microphone in his hand, Chen Yuan finally became a student representative.

Although he wanted to ask if this was a bit suspicious...

But since the organization has decided on him, there is no need for him to refuse.

"The college entrance examination is approaching. I believe that my 11th Middle School will submit a satisfactory answer sheet, worthy of my parents, teachers and myself!"

As Chen Yuan spoke, the students in the audience followed him.

At this moment, He Hongtao, who was below, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

My eleventh middle school...

I have read the manuscript. It should be written about our No. 11 Middle School, right?

Forget it. After all, we didn’t rehearse it in advance, so it’s normal to make some mistakes.

And my No. 11 Middle School sounds very familiar.

Although this would make No. 11 Middle School seem like Chen Yuan’s private property.

With the final shout of "Come on", Chen Yuan's speech ended.

Then, amid applause, he went down to the students and returned to his class.

"Good job, very spirited."

“No points lost.”

"Xiao Yuanzi, you are worthy of rolling out of the mountains of swords and seas of fire."

The abstract boys in Class 18 all gave thumbs up to Chen Yuan.

And he was finally able to listen to his leader talking on the stage as an ordinary student.

"Who do you think will be the student representative elected by No. 4 Middle School at this time?" asked Liu Yan, who was next to Chen Yuan.

"It should be Shi Yi." said Zhang Chao.

"They are the two most outstanding heroes of the time, right?" said Tang Jian.

"Who can be compared with him?" Chen Yuan said arrogantly.

Tang Jian said: "This is the most anti-Tian Gang episode."

"These are the last hundred days. No matter how tiring or hard it is, in the end, there are only these hundred days left."

Standing on the flag stand, He Hongtao said: "In the past few years, the rate of our No. 11 Middle School's admission to the first-class universities has been rising, and it is getting better year by year. You may have heard your teacher say that you are the worst class I have ever taught. However, I have something different to say."

He Hongtao paused here.

This immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.

This kid is really good at interrupting others.

So, what does he have to say?

Amid the anticipation of the crowd, He Hongtao clenched his fist and said forcefully: "You are the best class I have ever taught!"

"ohhhh!"

Chinese-style education has always been repressive.

This is also why many people have heard that you are the worst class I have ever taught.

If this is true, then the situation will become rotten as it continues from one term to the next.

But He Hongtao is different.

He does not suppress or pua. You are my cards. You are the best class.

"Today, I am proud of my alma mater," said He Hongtao.

"Today, I am proud of my alma mater!" all the students said in unison.

"Tomorrow, my alma mater will be proud of me."

“Tomorrow, my alma mater will be proud of me!”

There is no doubt that He Hongtao is good at leading the conversation. Just a few short sentences directly got everyone excited.

Of course, this is what he said from the bottom of his heart.

This class is the strongest one.

There are no transfer students disrupting discipline, there are academic masters like Chen Yuan who are pushing the ceiling, and there are top students like Sun Bai who are only seen once in several years. In such an environment and atmosphere, why can't this famous school be No. 11 Middle School?

After finishing his speech, He Hongtao also ended with a rather youthful quote: "Young people, go and create miracles."

Then, there was warm and thunderous applause.

Just then, a particularly familiar melody suddenly appeared on the radio.