Watching Meng A cry every day feels so exciting

"Let me go on stage?"

Shen Jingluo stood outside the auditorium, the subwoofer was turned up two degrees.

The deputy dean also looked helpless, "There is no way, Shi Gongyu can't come back in time, there must be a student representative to speak."

Shen Jingluo crossed his hands, baa.

There are more than a hundred people in the general meeting of the whole hospital, and others are afraid.

"Where is our major No.2?"

"Student Wu Qiong is not feeling well, and it's your turn." The deputy dean glanced at the time, and stuffed the speech into Shen Jingluo's arms, "Hurry up!"

Suddenly, Shen Whale backed down.Turning around, the boy wearing black round glasses was lying on the seat, staring at him resentfully.

The next moment, the boy's expression changed, he grabbed the rolled paper next to him and ran towards the bathroom.

Shen Jingluo: "..."

You can't rely on the society for a little back, brother.

Five minutes later, Shen Jingluo stood on the stage with his speech in hand, facing the black audience, "..."

Read it, and withdraw immediately after reading it.

He didn't notice that the door of the auditorium not far away was pushed open, and a figure in sportswear flashed past.

Mr. Xie came late, so he sat down in the corner of the last row. He just put on his earphones when he suddenly paused.

"Why is the student representative Shen Jingluo?"

"I heard that he beat up the people from the business school the day before yesterday."

"I know I know! It's just outside the cafeteria, and many people have seen it."

"Let this kind of bastard speak on stage, and the other top students will be pissed off."

"But his grades seem to be good."

"You know if it's true or not. They donated buildings to the school. What's the point of changing the score?"

……

Xie Sheng's finger hovered over the music interface, and after a while, he silently clicked the play button.

The whispers in the audience cannot be heard on the stage, not to mention that Shen Jingluo has no time to talk to those people now.

Probably because the weather was too hot and the ventilation in the auditorium was not smooth, Shen Jingluo pulled his collar, always feeling a little stuffy in his chest.

My head is also dizzy.

The deputy dean watched from the side and frowned. Just as he was about to remind Shen Jingluo to pay attention to his appearance in a low voice, the voice on the stage suddenly stopped.

Shen Jingluo gritted his teeth, cold sweat was already on his forehead.

Everything was sudden, but it seemed to have been foreshadowed.

A wave of pain that seemed to reshape the bones was rampant in the body, Shen Jingluo bent down uncontrollably, and the speech paper fell to the ground.

The teachers in the audience also noticed that something was wrong.

"Is it going to be divided?"

The counselor Lao Chang was the first to react, "Quick, Su Zheng, help him down! Forget it, let me do it!"

However, before anyone could take any action, a huge coercion swept over from the high platform.

The sweet smell is mixed with strong wine aroma, which is the pheromone of top alpha.

The abo in the audience knelt together, and the students with weaker mental strength went directly to dream voyage on the spot.

The modern Chinese teacher is a high-quality alpha, and he is a bit overwhelmed at this time. He can only lie on the shoulder of the ancient literature teacher and wonder, what is this taste like?strawberry?Or vodka?

The sacred liberal arts conference was suddenly in chaos.

At this time, the culprit was standing on the stage, pressing his gland with one hand, and bursting into tears.

His mind is in a mess right now, with all kinds of thoughts exploding in his mind like fireworks, including "It hurts so much, Dad, I'm going to cry", "Is this a split in public? It's so embarrassing", "Shi Gongyu, wait and see I will not pluck your hair."

Shen Jingluo wiped his face with trembling hands, through the hazy tears, he suddenly saw a figure standing in the distance.

The man passed through the crowds and the hustle and bustle. In fact, Shen Jingluo couldn't see clearly, but he knew that the man came for himself.

"Can you still move?"

Xie Sheng hesitated for a moment, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Shen Jing's eyes, and then bent down in front of him.

When lying down, Xie Sheng heard the boy whimper.

Like a puppy.he wondered.

The person on his back was heavy and tall, Xie Sheng straightened up with some effort, thought for a while, and took the microphone in front of him.

"The people in the business school are not the ones who are beaten down."

In the chaos, Xie Sheng's voice was clear and clean.

"I called, thank you."