The judges for the first grade were three music teachers from the first grade, an English teacher, the secretary of the Youth League Committee, and Vice Principal Chen Nan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The four teachers and the secretary of the Youth League Committee arrived in the hall first, and soon Vice Principal Chen Nan also walked in, these people Jiang Mingxia knew Music Teacher Huang and English Teacher Wu, both of whom were teachers in their Class 7.

However, several teachers and the secretary of the Youth League Committee present have heard of Jiang Mingxia's name, and the teacher is also a person, and after dinner, they will also talk about which student has a good foundation and which student is worth cultivating, and which student is stubborn and does not have a good college entrance examination.

Therefore, even if the rest of the teachers and the secretary of the Youth League Committee have not personally experienced Jiang Mingxia's stubbornness, they have heard a lot, that is, Vice Principal Chen Nan, because of the 'feat' of Jiang Mingxia fighting the entire school alone last time, they also knew that she, a first-year high school student who had only been in school for half a year, was stirring up the wind and rain!

Therefore, seeing Jiang Mingxia in the hall, not to mention whether the expressions of several people can maintain peace, is extremely strange in his heart.

Although they had long known about Jiang Mingxia's signing up for the competition, they didn't expect her to really come!

This student is here to the scene of the scourge......

Teacher Huang, the teacher of class 7, has always disliked Jiang Mingxia, she has never sung well, sometimes she only opens her mouth without making a sound, sometimes she only opens a little gap, making a dull 'woo' sound, she thinks the teacher can't hear it, but in fact, standing in front, as a music teacher, she can distinguish the sound below.

She has no intention of music, and Teacher Huang doesn't bother to pay attention to her, and she doesn't need to make any achievements, but the students around her are not good at singing like her, which makes Teacher Huang very dissatisfied and a little disgusted with her.

Seeing that she was on the scene, Mr. Huang immediately decided to brush her down as soon as possible!

They have all done it to know several students who signed up in the first grade, and several of them are very outstanding, even worse than Jiang Weiwei in the second grade and Sun Dan and Li Yanan in the third grade!

If the first grade can produce a representative of the school, then the whole year group will feel honored, so they still value this preliminaries.

So before that, they had called a few potential ones separately and gave them individual training and guidance.

For example, Zhang Xuanxuan, Zuo Ansu, Tang Miao.

In this preliminaries, two of the three will be selected to participate in the school competition and compete with the senior students, which is also discussed before they compete.

After all, there are really not a few people who sing well in the first grade and those who speak well, and the rest of the people can only set off these three people in the competition.

As for Jiang Mingxia......

Several of the teacher judges didn't think about it at all.

Zuo Ansu looked at her twice after seeing Teacher Huang come in, and felt a little relieved, and the sullenness he had suffered from Jiang Mingxia just now was slightly relieved.

Even if you win a round, the teacher takes a fancy to me, and the person who goes to compete with the senior is also me, maybe I can still represent the gold medal university to participate in the competition in the city, you Jiang Mingxia will continue to be proud here!

But thinking of having to spend money to buy things, Zuo Ansu's heart, liver, spleen and lungs began to hurt again, and her parents would definitely not be able to give her this money, so she could only figure it out by herself!

"Why did you say that Jiang Mingxia suddenly came to participate in the foreign language singing competition?" Zhang Xuanxuan asked Zuo Ansu.

The two of them are in the same class, and they are very familiar, so they sit together, but the relationship between the two is average, after all, they are competitors, not to mention, and their personalities are also very different, and many topics can't be talked about together.

Zuo Ansu was reluctant to deal with Zhang Xuanxuan, but at this time, she wanted to vomit quickly, so she said: "Who knows what to think, the level of class 7 is the worst, and she is at the bottom of class 7, so she doesn't speak English, not even Chinese, how to participate in this competition, alas, let's just talk about things, I don't have an opinion on her, I just think she is a waste of time and energy." ”

Zuo Ansu speaks at a very high level, much more mature than his peers.

Zhang Xuanxuan disdains in her heart, no one is a fool, Zuo Ansu has a good relationship with Jiang Weiwei, and plays Jiang Mingxia as a fool every day, and anyone with a little brain can see it.

But one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, what else can others say.

Zuo Ansu is like this, no one can be offended on the face, it is good to be with everyone, it is not good to talk about this in private, complain and complain about that, occasionally spread negative emotions, and encourage others to be the first bird, this kind of person has too many eyes and is too tired to get along!

Zhang Xuanxuan saw that she couldn't ask for any useful information, and she didn't want to listen to her complaints, so she kept silent.

The two of them plus Tang Miao are the three most promising people in the first grade, whether it is singing or oral pronunciation, they are ahead of their classmates in the same grade, but if they really want to compete, Zuo Ansu's strength is stronger, and Tang Miao is still a little worse in foreign language pronunciation.

Zhang Xuanxuan weighed it in her heart.

Jiang Mingxia's matter was just a matter of going through her mind, and Zhang Xuanxuan forgot about it, and began to sing in her heart intently, her index finger gently tapping the beat with the rhythm in her heart.

"Okay, everyone be quiet, today Vice Principal Chen came to participate in the first grade preliminaries, it can be seen that the school attaches great importance to this competition, the students here can sit here, it also shows that you are all the best in the same grade, the teacher hopes that you can compete for the first place in the whole school, on behalf of our first grade, on behalf of the entire gold medal university to participate in the city competition! The students have been in class for a day and have worked very hard, I will not say more, now we will start the draw and knockout round, and select two winners from the twenty-three people present. ”

After the secretary of the Youth League Committee finished speaking, he pushed his glasses, glanced back at Vice Principal Chen Nan, and saw that he had nothing to instruct, so he turned his head and gave Teacher Huang a signal, and then sat down.

Teacher Huang stood up, said two opening words, and then began to draw lots, the first students to sing first, by the six judges present to score, and finally the two people with the highest score won.

In fact, several judges knew in their hearts that the winner would only appear among Zhang Xuanxuan's three people in the end, these three people are first-year seed players, otherwise they would not have spent so much energy on training in advance, and the rest of them are just foils for the three of them!

The first student drawn was a tall boy, he was the representative of the English class in Class 5, his oral language was not bad in the class, and his singing was slightly less meaningful, and it was a bass pitch or a pure bass, but a boy's rough voice.

After the boys sang "Tomorrow Will Be Better" in English, the six judges wrote their scores on the scoring table, and the highest did not exceed three points, and the full score was ......

When the boy made noise, Jiang Mingxia opened the sign in his hand, and it said the twenty-third, which was the last number.