Zhou Xiaoyun’s Happy Life

 Chapter 127 The famous figure in school

Wang Jingjing’s legs have been a little wobbly when walking recently, and she can hardly tell the difference between east, west and north.

Think about it. In two days, I will have to speak with a microphone in front of nearly a thousand teachers and students in the school. Never have I ever seen such a big battle!

Wang Jingjing practiced even harder behind her back, and later she pestered Zhou Xiaoyun whenever get out of class was over, insisting that Zhou Xiaoyun be her audience and referee.

 Zhou Xiaoyun, whose ears can almost feel calluses, sincerely hopes that Friday, the day after tomorrow, will come soon, otherwise Wang Jingjing will be too tired to practice as a sparring partner.

 The most unexpected good news is that Dabao actually stood out from the class and became one of the contestants.

Dabao announced the good news during the meal, looking arrogant as if he had won first place. It's remarkable that given his personality he could hold himself back from saying it right after he got home.

 Dabao proudly raised his head to accept the admiring gazes of Xiaobao and Erya. He pretended not to care about the compliments from Zhou Guoqiang and Zhao Yuzhen, but actually smiled crookedly.

Zhou Xiaoyunt was very happy for Dabao. Can you imagine Dabao skipping classes and fighting all day long in his previous life?

 How can Zhou Xiaoyun not be happy and relieved when the changes are so great nowadays?

However, Zhou Xiaoyun still reminded him conscientiously: "Brother, each class sends two students to participate in the school competition. There must be at least more than 20 students in grades three to five! Do you want to practice more?"

 Don’t make any mistakes again when you go on stage.

 One word wakes up the dreamer! Dabao waved his hand and made an impressive unilateral decision: "I must practice hard, Daya, come and practice with me and give me suggestions for improvement!"

Zhou Xiaoyun sighed, why is it that she is the one suffering the fate?

 Obviously it was Wang Jingjing and Dabao who were participating in the competition, so why was she busier than them?

Look at how fulfilling her life has been these past few days. There is Wang Jingjing in school and a big treasure at home. Neither of them is easy to worry about, but Zhou Xiaoyun suffered a lot.

Zheng Haoran walked in the class with an air of dignity. When he spoke to Li Tianyu, his nostrils almost turned upward: "Li Tianyu, please hand over your math homework book quickly. You are the only one in the class who has not handed in your math homework."

Li Tianyu said with a smile but not a smile: "I understand, monitor."

Zheng Haoran felt indescribably happy, and deliberately sighed in front of Li Tianyu: "Hey, I don't know why Teacher Fang chose me to participate in the competition. I think my performance that day was just average!"

 Superficial! Zhou Xiaoyun came to a conclusion in his heart! She didn't want to eavesdrop on what they were talking about, but they were sitting in the row behind her and talking so loudly that she didn't even want to hear them.

Li Tianyu was born with the ability not to irritate people to death. He laughed and said, "I thought so too. Even though my words were not very good, I was still selected. It's a pity that we don't have a good father who is a teacher."

 After speaking, he pretended to wipe away a non-existent tear.

Gu Chunlai helped at this time, patting Li Tianyu on the shoulder with a false sense of affection: "It doesn't matter, I know you are good, and I will always support you!"

Zheng Haoran was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke, and Li Tianyu's implication struck a sore spot in his heart.

He himself would think about this question when he calmed down: If his father was not the math teacher of this class, would Teacher Fang still choose him to participate in the school competition?

 He is also an arrogant boy who refuses to admit that this is a possibility and avoids thinking about the problem deeply.

 A bunch of superficiality!

Zhou Xiaoyun could hardly stand hearing this. She also doubted in her heart whether Fang Wenchao had taken Zheng Bing into account and included Zheng Haoran as one of the two contestants.

However, Zheng Haoran performed really well that day. Li Tianyu and him were just about equal, no one was obviously stronger. So even if Zheng Haoran is selected, it cannot be said to be unfair.

"Are you finished? The school bell is ringing!" The electric bell rang harshly.

The two cock-fighting boys at the back reluctantly moved around.

 In a blink of an eye, Friday is here.

There were no classes in the afternoon. All the students moved their stools and lined up by class to sit in the open space in front of the teaching building.

 The students in the lower grades sit in the front, and the students in the upper grades sit a few rows back.

This open space is quite small. Zhou Xiaoyun and the others usually do exercises and physical education classes here.

 The sight of the crowd of heads made people panic. Wang Jingjing said with a bitter face: "What should I do? My heart keeps beating!"

Wu Mei and Zhou Xiaoyun sat together and laughed after hearing this: "My heart is still beating. If the heart doesn't beat, isn't it a dead person?"

 Wang Jingjing glared: "I'm so nervous and you still make fun of me? Or are you not my good friend anymore?"

Wu Mei raised her hands and surrendered: "Sister, it's all my fault, okay!" The person competing this year is the boss, so he has to calm down Wang Jingjing's emotions before finishing the game.

 Leave a small open space in front, and Principal Qiao and several Chinese teachers will serve as judges to give scores.

　　The contestants have a microphone to use, and a long cable is connected to the school’s old stereo.

The voice was a bit noisy, and the students sitting behind could only hear the sound but could not see anyone.

However, the students don’t care what the people on the stage say.

 The students below were buzzing non-stop, chatting quietly to themselves. When the sound gets too loud, the head teacher of the class will come to inspect and ask everyone to calm down.

 When the class teacher sat down, the students who had not been honest for a few minutes were still the same as before.

 I guess those judges who have been listening carefully are the judges in front of me.

 The students' manuscripts are all short, and each one is finished in two or three minutes.

The order of entry was in the order of the class. After Zheng Haoran, it was Wang Jingjing’s turn. Wang Jingjing died with a tragic look on her face.

 The students of Class 4 (2) gave warm applause when they saw that their classmates came on stage.

Wang Jingjing performed pretty well. When she stepped down, Xu Meili from Class 3 came on stage.

Wang Jingjing gave Xu Meili a provocative look as they passed each other, "Hey, we finally met on the school playing field." Let's see if you can make a fool of yourself later?

I don’t know if Wang Jingjing’s prayer had any effect, but Xu Meili forgot her words halfway through. I was a little stammered when I was in a hurry.

 After it was over, Xu Meili came down dejectedly amid sparse applause. She secretly hates Wang Jingjing. If she hadn't, how could she have been so confused and went astray.

Xu Meili, a classmate who likes to put the blame on others when things happen, it’s you who should reflect on yourself!

 The person who gets the most attention today is none other than Dabao.

Dabao’s loud voice was amplified several times through the speakers and became so loud that it shocked the students present.

Listen to Dabao’s original speech again. Unlike other students who love their teachers, parents, class, and classmates, these clichés can’t be more cliché. But it’s actually “I love TV”?

Which of the students below is not a loyal fan of cartoons and martial arts dramas?

　　Suddenly aroused the resonance of everyone, and no one below stopped whispering and listened attentively.

When Dabao saw that the whole place was quiet, he was so excited that he pronounced "television" as "electricity". He spoke with a Hong Kong and Taiwanese accent, and all the classmates who noticed laughed.

Dabao himself didn’t realize it and spoke smoothly from beginning to end, winning the warmest and most lasting applause.

Dabao suddenly felt that he had become a famous figure and came down in a relaxed mood.

 (End of this chapter)