When the wine was full, Zheng Ya let go of his mood, relying on his strong King Kong not bad body and not getting drunk for a thousand cups, he did not refuse to come, and drank with the disciples of the Guoshu Pavilion in a large glass. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

With his eyes slightly hazy, Zheng Ya saw Kang Yimiao pick up the drink in his hand and stand up.

Swinging his head slightly, Zheng Ya heard Kang Yimiao say loudly: "Today, I am fortunate to know all the brothers and feel a different life, okay, it's really good, but now while everyone is not drunk and still sober, there is such a thing, I have to ask the brothers to help......"

Zheng Ya's heart moved slightly, he didn't speak, Wan Taihong, who was sitting next to him, raised the big glass in his hand and said loudly: "As long as the big reporter can afford it, my country's art hall is willing to follow the work of dogs and horses." ”

Zheng Ya glanced at himself when he saw Kang Yimiao, and drank in one fell swoop: "Your second senior brother, Zheng Ya, the champion of today's department, has such a thing now, and is in trouble, today, seeing the family status of the disciples of the Guoshu Pavilion, I thought of a way, and asked the brothers to help......"

Zheng Ya was slightly moved in her heart, Sister Yi Miao is really concerned about her own affairs, as a big foodie, it is really rare to be able to compete hard with food while still remembering to help herself find a way.

Standing up, Zheng Ya picked up his large glass, picked up a bunch of beer, filled it to himself, and said loudly: "This glass of wine, respect to the beautiful and generous Sister Yi Miao, Zheng Ya's family has a difficult matter, and she is happy to be helped by the beautiful sister, there is nothing to repay, do it first for respect......"

Take a sip and finish the cold beer.

Wan Taihong took the lead, and the disciples applauded.

Zheng Ya filled himself with a large glass of cold beer, hugged his hands, and bowed slightly: "This second glass of wine, all the brothers who are in agreement, please listen to the advice of the female Zhuge and help Zheng Ya, and do it first as a respect......"

Raising his head, he took another sip, and after drinking the cold beer, Zheng Ya raised his empty wine glass and said to Kang Yimiao: "Sister Yimiao, tell me what we should do." ”

Kang Yimiao's eyes were shining, she looked at Zheng Ya, raised the drink in her hand, and said in her mouth: "My thoughts are like this, brothers contribute, I use my brains, Zheng Ya speaks, when the celebration is held, we do this......"

The disciples of the Guoshu Pavilion, including Wan Taihong, were all in great admiration for Zheng Ya at this time, and after listening to Kang Yimiao's opinion and understanding the cause and effect of the matter, they suddenly responded.

Zheng Ya glanced at Kang Yimiao gratefully, feeling a sense of relief after finding a solution to the problem, and also felt that he could get so much help, in the roar of the disciples of the Guoshu Pavilion "drink, drink", he shook his arms and said loudly: "Boss, give me a cold beer......

The boss asked, "Big Zha or Small Zha Zha?"

Zheng Ya: "Dazha!"

After taking a large draft of beer handed over by the boss, Zheng Ya raised it high and yelled: "Sister Yimiao, the owner of the hall, brothers, Zheng Ya doesn't want to say more, a brew of beer, on behalf of my heart, do it first for respect......"

Stepping on the bench of the food stall, Zheng Ya picked up the big tie, cooed, and poured it wildly in the cheers of the house......

After the college entrance examination, Zheng Ya really encountered a lot of things.

One after another, especially her sister's condition, has always affected Zheng Ya's heart, her sister has her own Vajra Bodhi bracelet protection, it is good that her condition will not deteriorate, but if she does not find the right bone marrow for a day, Zheng Ya's heart will always be uneasy.

Kang Yimiao once again thought of a more reliable publicity method for Zheng Ya.

Zheng Ya, who was drinking, was relieved in his heart, and suddenly, the alcoholic nature that belonged to the ancestor Zheng Guan's consciousness was very big, and he was arrogant, and he did not refuse to come, and he killed all sides.

Kang Yimiao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, looked straight in his eyes.

In a cold beer battle, more than a dozen disciples of the National Art Pavilion were beaten down by Zheng Ya six or seven, and the rest, including Wan Taihong and Wan Changqing, were willing to bow down!

Staggering, supporting each other, and returning happy.

In the next two days, Zheng Ya, under the guidance of Kang Yimiao, carefully revised his speech and passed it to Mr. Gu.

Although Mr. Gu had a slight objection to some of Zheng Ya's private goods mixed in it, thinking about Zheng Jie's current situation, he also acquiesced to Zheng Ya's approach, but, like Kang Yimiao, Mr. Gu told Zheng Ya to be neither humble nor arrogant, polite and courteous, and fully show his champion demeanor.

Zheng Ya sincerely thanked the two for their concern, but in her heart she thought that she was completely fine.

You must know that the ancestor Zheng Guan was back then, but he had never seen any big scenes in and out of the court and commanding the three armies, Zheng Ya felt that he should not be stage frightened.

However, when the celebration party really came, when nearly 4,000 teachers and students of the school gathered together and sat in the school's auditorium, the stage was full of flowers, and the grand, festival-like huge celebration scene still made Zheng Ya's heart feel a little unnatural.

In addition, looking at the banners on both sides of the rostrum, there was actually a direct one that read: "Congratulations to our school's Zheng Ya High School for the top student." ”

The 4,000 students kept pointing and pointing, making Zheng Ya a little feverish.

After all, the memories and experiences of the ancestors could not be fully digested into Zheng Ya's.

The main reason is that the ancient celebration meeting really did not have so many modern things, not to mention others, let's just say that those "long guns and short cannons" photographers, there could be no in ancient times.

Moreover, to the surprise of Zheng Ya and Kang Yimiao, Zheng Ya was actually invited to the rostrum.

This thing didn't seem to exist in ancient times.

According to the previous practice of celebration parties, the student representatives sat in the audience, and after the host called the name, they would go to the table to speak, and then sit down again.

But at this celebration party, Zheng Ya was directly invited to the rostrum, sat down as the main protagonist, and became the focus of attention of thousands of audiences.

On this occasion, Zheng Ya, who had only been a student representative in elementary school and had read his excellent composition, felt a lot of pressure.

Trying his best to mobilize the consciousness of the ancestor Zheng Guan, Zheng Ya tried his best to absorb and learn from the experience and insight of the ancestor in this regard, and gradually stabilized his emotions, and his mood gradually stabilized.

Five minutes before the celebration began, the city leaders of Qiyu Xuanang, under the leadership of Principal Song, came over and shook hands with Zheng Ya cordially.

When Secretary Zhang of the Municipal Party Committee shook hands with Zheng Ya, he was full of smiles, but for no reason, Zheng Ya was moved in his heart.

The completely different qi gave Zheng Ya a lot of pressure.

The deputy mayor also has a lot of momentum, but it is much weaker than Secretary Zhang.

The celebration meeting was presided over by the deputy mayor, and in the entire Zhangshi No. 1 Middle School, only Zheng Ya and Principal Song of Zhangshi No. 1 Middle School could sit on the rostrum.

Zheng Ya's seat was actually still in the middle, next to Secretary Zhang of the Municipal Party Committee.

To be honest, Zheng Ya could see the envious eyes in the eyes of the dignified Principal Song.

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