Scholar vs Colonel

It was the first time for Wang Chong to step into the school auditorium. He never bothered to participate in the activities and evenings organized by the school before. Anyway, he was a poor student, and the teacher had already let him go. As long as he didn't commit any crimes at school, he wouldn't bother him. .

Xiao Mo led Wang Chong to the backstage familiarly, and saw a beautiful girl running towards them with a worried face, holding a speech script in her hand.Wang Chong knew her, Li Xu's crush, Lin Yiran, the campus belle of M University. She walked up to Wang Chong and glanced at his bandaged right hand, and asked with concern: "Xiao Mo, is your hand tight? I heard them say You were bumped by that school bully, is it true? Why did he bump into you? Doesn’t it please you?”

Every time Lin Yiran uttered a word, Wang Chong's face darkened a little, suppressing his anger, the corners of his mouth twitched, he laughed twice and did not speak.Xiao Mo beside him spoke up for him, telling nonsense: "I hit it. Muscle tissue was contused, so it's not a big problem."

"Ah!" Lin Yiran exclaimed. In fact, she noticed this handsome guy at first sight, but this man had no expression on his face, his eyes were indifferent, and the scars on the corners of his eyes and the tight lip line revealed a sense of intolerance. The approaching desolate temperament, originally thought he was Xiao Mo's friend, never thought that he was actually Wang Chong, he gasped suddenly, looking at Wang Chong's face, only fear remained, and he didn't know what to say for a while good.

"Have you prepared the speech he asked you to print?" Xiao Mo asked again.

"Ah? Oh, it's all ready." Lin Yiran handed the speech script to Wang Chong in a panic, "However, why did you write the speech script this time? Didn't you always give speeches without a script before? "

Wang Chong smiled awkwardly at her, and glanced at Xiao Mo's face without leaving any traces of asking for help, but the other party had no intention of opening his mouth at all, so he could only talk nonsense: "Oh, the doctor said I still have a slight concussion. ,in case."

"Is it so serious? Do you want to replace Wu Wei? His second child in a thousand years has a lot of resentment towards you. I bet he must have prepared a speech!" Lin Yiran said seriously.

As soon as Wang Chong heard it, he was overjoyed. The good words came to his lips, and he was intercepted by Xiao Mo, who killed a thousand swords, "No, he only hurt his hand, not his mouth. The host is no longer , what’s the problem with reading a manuscript.”

Although there were 1 people in Lin Yiran's heart who were curious about how Xiao Mo would get involved with Wang Chong, she still concealed it very well on the surface. Seeing that Xiao Mo acquiesced, she didn't say anything more: "Okay. But, having said that, Before, Lao Xu and the others complained behind your back that you were too cautious in doing things, and you had to make a plan B for every event or party. I didn’t expect it to come in handy this time. Lao Xu is probably memorizing the procedures in the lounge at the moment , after a while, you just need to go back to rest after the speech, and leave the rest to us."

Wang Chong nodded, and after Lin Yiran left, he pulled Xiao Mo to a corner, shook five A4 sheets of paper in his hands, and asked in a low voice, "Are you mentally ill? Why don't you let that man named Wu What kind of thousand-year-old second child goes up to give a speech, and insists that I, the last scumbag in the whole grade, go up and read the manuscript for you?! You are not afraid that I will go up and talk nonsense and make you look ugly in public?"

"Wu Wei suffers from camera vertigo and can't go on stage. You have time to talk nonsense with me here, why don't you quickly familiarize yourself with the speech. There were originally ten pages, but considering your patience, you have already shortened it to half. It will be over in 10 minutes sooner." Xiao Mo saw that Wang Chong was skeptical, and his upper body suddenly leaned forward, and his warm breath lingered in Wang Chong's ear, "Take out what you read in front of the teachers and students in the morning exercises. The momentum of the review is coming, come on." The deep and hoarse voice seemed to possess the magic power of demagogy.

Wang Chong let out a "reliance", and the goosebumps on his shoulders fell all over the floor. He pushed Xiao Mo away, sat on the speaker at one side, and buried himself in the speech script pretending to be calm.