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Looking at Lu Yao's leaving figure, Song Qinrong twitched the corners of her lips: "Thank you for what happened just now."
In fact, Lu Yao¡¯s problem is not big, so it¡¯s okay for her to help him. But she could tell that Lu Yao was deliberately looking for trouble.
Shu Shu was willing to speak up for her at this time and deserved a thank you from her.
Shu Shu waved her hands magnanimously: "It's okay, it's okay. You are the second one to come on stage, so you have to be well prepared."
Song Qinrong nodded, then thought of something, and asked her: "Who are you?"
"Me?" Shu Shu shook the manuscript paper in her hand, "right behind you, the third one."
Song Qinrong raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you nervous?"
The third one, it¡¯s almost his turn.
At this time, all the busy staff on the stage had left, and the entire stadium auditorium was almost full.
Exciting music came from the speakers¡ª¡ª
The game is about to start.
The people in the lounge instantly lost their interest in watching the excitement. They all lowered their eyes and stared at the manuscript paper in their hands, memorizing it in a low voice.
Only Song Qinrong and Shu Shu were sitting calmly in the corner, not looking nervous at all, and they were out of tune with the entire atmosphere.
Shu Shu suddenly became happy: "Because I am from the 14th Middle School! Haven't you heard of the name of our 14th Middle School? I am not good at reading, but I am first-class in fighting.
If I compete with you academic masters, I will definitely lose! Anyway, no matter how hard you struggle, you will still be in last place, so what else is there to be nervous about? "
This speech contest is city-wide in nature. Almost all of the contestants who came to compete were like Lu Yao, who had gone through fierce competition in school selections before getting the precious spot in the finals.
In other words, everyone in this lounge represents the top level of oral English in their respective schools.
" Ke Shu Shu comes from No. 14 Middle School.
As we all know, the overall teaching quality of No. 14 Middle School is poor, and students¡¯ scores in cultural courses are at the bottom of the city.
Although Shu Shu¡¯s oral presentation ability is far ahead in her own school, she still can¡¯t compete with contestants from other schools.
Therefore, Shu Shu¡¯s mentality is the best.
"Before I came here, the teachers told me not to put pressure on me, but to participate. Since the teachers have said so, why should I panic?"
When Shu Shu said this, her slender eyes were slightly bent, like a crescent moon.
Song Qinrong couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.
After Shu Shu laughed, she patted her shoulder seriously: "But you are different. You are the top student in the Affiliated High School. You have won several first places in the Affiliated High School in the past few years.
This year, your teachers must have high hopes for you, so you must be well prepared! "
As she spoke, she looked at her empty hands again: "I heard that before the competition, there will be guest speeches and so on, which can last at least ten minutes. You still have some time, where is the manuscript? Why don't you take the opportunity to memorize it more?"
Shu Shu is obviously a familiar girl. She opens and closes her small mouth without any intention of stopping.
Finally, Song Qinrong began to be urged to memorize the speech.
Song Qinrong smiled helplessly, took the bag from Fu Sichen and took out the manuscript paper.
Actually, she didn¡¯t want to bring this stack of paper with her.
Shu Shu made a mistake just now. After she finished writing and straightening out the speech, it was as if it had been in her head and she would never forget it.
I only brought it with me to cope with Zhao Shuying¡¯s inspection this morning.
Shu Shu took a quick glance and found that she didn't recognize seven of the ten words above.
She fell to the ground in amazement, cupping her hands with admiration on her face: "A top student, you are worthy of being a top student! Compared with you, I am like a primary school student who can only say 'howareyou' and 'fine, thankyou'!"
After saying that, she curiously pointed to the two words above and asked, "What does this mean?"
Song Qinrong looked down and saw that she was pointing to a proverb, so she translated the whole word.
"It means misfortune. When the whole word is translated into Chinese, the general meaning is similar to a blessing in disguise."
Shu Shu had a "fuck" look on her face and shook her head in amazement: "You can pick up such advanced vocabulary at your fingertips If you don't win the championship, who will win?!"
Song Qinrong smiled and curled her lips.
This kind of proverb is actually not difficult. If you pick up any student from the attached middle school, they can almost memorize a few sentences.
It¡¯s just that the translation method she used is rare, and this??
"Long live Senior Luo Yu!" Someone in the gathering of relatives and friends shouted excitedly.
It caused another burst of laughter from the whole audience.
At this time, almost everyone in the lounge looked at Song Qinrong.
Lu Yao just said in front of everyone that Song Qinrong was the student who got perfect marks in the exam.
Now, almost everyone realized that what Fang Luoyu said was obviously aimed at her.
"Speaking of which, senior Luo Yu also came from the Affiliated High School, right? I thought he would be merciful to his own junior high school girl, but I didn't expect He told us not to worry about the relationship between the judges and the contestants?"
"Senior Luo Yu has always been selfless and upright, and it is impossible for him to do something like opening a back door!"
"If you don't open it, then open it. Senior Luo Yu actually pointed his finger in someone's nose like this in public and said that he would not open the back door for her Do you think she has offended Senior Luo Yu?"
"I have a bold guessmaybe she went to Senior Luo Yu to plead for mercy and disgusted Senior Ren?"
"Damn it, what you said is very possible!"
Everyone was talking a lot, looking at Song Qinrong with gossip on their faces.
Fu Sichen was sitting aside and meditating with his eyes closed. When he heard these words, he suddenly raised his eyes and directed his sharp eyes at the people discussing, as cold as if they were covered with ice from the year before last. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com