After changing his clothes, Lu Chaochao said hello to Yan Jiahui and a few others, and then went to the teacher's office to find Yang Hongbo to sell his leave. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the leave, Yang Hongbo really told her something.

At the beginning of this year, Xianzhou City was preparing for the city's middle school students' style competition, participating in the form of teams, and all middle schools in the city can form 1-2 teams according to the proportion of students, with five members per team.

As the No. 1 key middle school in Xianzhou, No. 1 Middle School naturally cannot be left behind in this aspect.

First, the students voluntarily signed up for the competition, and then after a series of screenings, ten students were finally left, and it happened that the junior high school and the high school each accounted for two teams, ready to participate in the city finals in early June.

When signing up in school, Lu Chaochao didn't pay attention to it, let alone sign up, the students may not know her details, but those teachers who know what she did in Haiquan Town are quite regrettable.

However, this matter is originally voluntary, so no one will go to her.

And today, Yang Hongbao told her about this, just to be a lobbyist.

The captain of the high school team this time is a sophomore in high school, and although her grades are not top-notch, she is also in the upper middle class.

And she has excellent eloquence, since she started in junior high school, she is the necessary host of various evenings and competitions, plus she also has piano and dance talents, and has been the head of the class president and the head of the literary and artistic department of the school student union for a long time, and has won countless awards, it can be said that she is one of the most popular girls besides Lu Chaochao.

This time, she got the captain of the style team, and she did her best, not only holding a few team members to train every day, but also having higher requirements for herself, and now, their state has been adjusted to excellent, just waiting for the city finals in June.

However, all plans were disrupted by a letter from abroad.

It turned out that this girl's family had always wanted her to go abroad for further study, so she had been sending files abroad since her sophomore year of high school, and she finally received a response this semester.

That's right, this letter was sent by that famous foreign art university!

The university of the arts required the girl to report on campus by the end of May, after which she would be disqualified.

Therefore, it is difficult for everyone to let her go abroad after participating in the style competition.

After listening to Yang Hongbo's words, Lu Chaochao flipped through the information book of the style competition he handed him just now, and asked, "So, how many teachers want me to be the captain of this team?"

Yang Hongbo nodded, "Yes." Zhang Mingyi also wants you to be the captain of this team. ”

Zhang Mingyi is the name of the sophomore girl in high school.

Lu Chaochao had a different idea, "Mr. Yang, although there is an individual project link in this style competition, it is still team-oriented, and these two links of field development and extraordinary tasks need to be united and cooperative. Their tacit understanding has been cultivated for several months, and I rush over it, which may not only destroy their overall ability, but also cause dissatisfaction. ”

Yang Hongbo smiled when he heard this, where did the several teachers of the training team not take into account? What they were most worried about was that she would not agree.

But Lu Chaochao's words did not obviously refuse, this most important point was solved, and the rest of the people had a headache.

"Don't worry, there's almost a month left until the final, so you have plenty of time. Zhang Mingyi will not go abroad immediately, she will hand over everything to you before leaving. How?"

The first middle school students' style competition in Xianzhou City, if No. 1 Middle School cannot participate because of the lack of a leader, it will be a big blow to No. 1 Middle School, a century-old famous school.

Lu Chaochao did not refuse, also because she was a student of No. 1 Middle School, she should have this obligation and responsibility.

And the lack of a verbal answer is the unity issue that she is most worried about, of course, not because she has no leadership skills, but because she is afraid of the deliberate non-cooperation of these "companions".

After all, when the finals are approaching, the captain is replaced, and the change is still airborne, anyone will have a pimple in their heart, right?

Not to mention those elites who have passed through layers of screening! It is normal to be a little arrogant.

Of course, it is not excluded that these people's consciousness is high enough, and everything is based on the honor of the school, but there will definitely be some "tests" waiting for her.

After all, if they hadn't ordered something that had done anything before, they would have accepted her younger than them as the captain?

However, Yang Hongbo said that Zhang Mingyi would stay and hand over things to her, so why not help solve these possible problems together?

With all that said, Lu Chaochao put away the information book and nodded, "Okay, I promise." ”

Yang Hongbo smiled with satisfaction, although this student is too good, he is not proud at all, and this kind of thing has never shirked, "I'll talk to a few teachers later, and they will contact you directly when the time comes." ”

"Okay, Mr. Yang. ”

"Well, that's fine. Nothing else, you can go back to the classroom. ”

"Teacher Yang, goodbye. ”

When she left the teacher's office and was about to arrive at the first class, Yan Jiahui sent a message asking her if she knew anything as if she had calculated the time.

Lu Chaochao replied "I know" and it was gone, which provoked Yan Jiahui to send another message to ask about the specific situation, but unfortunately she didn't reply, so angry that she jumped over there.

Because there is a sitting teacher for evening self-study now, when Lu Chaochao returned to the first class, there was nothing else in the whole classroom except for the sound of turning textbooks and writing.

Because of the teacher, the students in the first class were only a little excited when they saw Lu Chaochao, and they watched her return to their seats.

"Ahem!" the teacher cleared his throat and glared at the somewhat chaotic classroom, only to withdraw his gaze when he saw that they had quieted down.

After taking his seat, Lu Chaochao began to flip through the information book he had just taken back from the office, and specifically learned about the main situation of the style competition, including the city finals, as well as the selection of a middle school.

This information book is not official information, but Zhang Mingyi made it herself, very detailed, in addition to the official information, there are also some "gossip" and the like that she collected herself, and there are also several team members' information, including strengths and weaknesses, personality, etc., which can be said to be very powerful!

And what shocked Lu Chaochao the most was that on the last few pages of the information book, it was the information of those teams from other schools!

In these teams, she marked out the stronger opponents, such as the real middle school and the second middle school, these schools that were highlighted, the information of those contestants was more detailed than that of other schools, and even some people's family situations were listed.

After closing the information book, Lu Chaochao's admiration for this sophomore senior sister was like the surging water of the Yellow River.