Lin Zhao was going to sleep lazily on Sunday, but he was woken up by the phone in the living room at just after eight o'clock. Lin Junguo went to work, Zheng Xiufen was still sleeping, and Lin Zhao had no choice but to get up and answer the phone.

The call was made by Qin Muyang, and his deep voice came through the phone line: "Lin Zhao, I'm going to the book city to buy books, are you going together?" ”

Listening to his voice, Lin Zhao immediately became energetic: "Okay, okay, what time are you going?" ”

"How's nine?"

"Okay, I'll wash up first."

In order to be able to sit in Qin Muyang's car, Lin Zhao deliberately did not ride.

Qin Muyang didn't say anything, and drove him off familiarly.

The early morning wind was blowing with a hint of coolness, and looking at Qin Muyang's broad back, Lin Zhao almost wanted to look up to the sky and laugh. He originally thought that he would only be able to see Qin Muyang today during evening self-study, but he didn't expect that he would have the benefit of visiting the book city together.

God treats him well!

Qin Muyang came to buy reference books, he looked at the books row by row, and Lin Zhao followed him step by step to look at him.

"Do you have a book to buy?" Qin Muyang suddenly turned around and asked.

"Ah...... No, no. Lin Zhao retracted his gaze in a panic and pretended to read.

After walking around the book city for nearly an hour, Qin Muyang finally bought four reference books.

If others had been shopping for so long, Lin Zhao would have cursed a long time ago, but Qin Muyang had been shopping for so long, but Lin Zhao felt that the male god was really serious about his work, even if he chose reference books, he was not ambiguous at all.

On the way back, Qin Muyang asked Lin Zhao: "Have you thought about the speech contest?" ”

Lin Zhao didn't expect Qin Muyang to still take this matter to heart, and he was suddenly a little flattered: "Well, I plan to participate." Don't expect to win a prize, just exercise it. ”

Qin Muyang nodded: "There is still half a month, you can prepare well." ”

On Monday, when the English teacher told the class about the speech contest, she pushed her glasses and glanced around the classroom: "Students who want to go come to my office after class to get the registration form." OK, let's start class. ”

Lin Zhao has been out of state in this class, he has obviously made up his mind to participate in the speech competition, but when it comes to the end, he began to hesitate again.

When it comes to competitions, Lin Zhao participated in many times in junior high school, both at the provincial and national levels. But since he was in high school, he hasn't competed again. He had forgotten what it was like to stand on stage and be in front of the attention of thousands of people, so he didn't know if he could calmly face the scrutinizing eyes of the judges.

When the bell rang at the end of class, the English teacher said again, "Students who want to participate in the competition come to my office to get the registration form." Seeing the top students confidently following behind the English teacher, Lin Zhao lay on the table and acted as a turtle with a shrunken head.

Liu Weiwei pushed Lin Zhao: "Why don't you go?" ”

"I'm going to go what I'm going to do," Lin Zhao's voice was muffled, "Are you going to lose face?" ”

"Shame on the face, you won't be embarrassed if you don't go!" Liu Weiwei was angry, "Lin Zhao, can you fight for some anger?" ”

"I can't."

"Who said you can't do it, are all the trophies in your family made behind the scenes?"

"You know, that was before. I'm such a scumbag now, I can't make people laugh out of my big teeth when I go to this kind of competition. ”

Liu Weiwei was about to speak, but someone interrupted her: "Lin Zhao." ”

Lin Zhao's radar quickly detected Qin Muyang's voice, he raised his head and smiled like a flower: "What's the matter?" ”

"Your registration form." Qin Muyang handed over a form, "I brought it for you by the way when I went out." ”

The smile on Lin Zhao's face froze, he looked at the registration form in Qin Muyang's hand, and didn't pick it up for a long time.

"Take it." Qin Muyang shook the registration form.

Lin Zhaogan laughed twice and took the registration form like a hot potato: "Thank you." ”

Qin Muyang smiled back: "No thanks." ”

Under the supervision of Liu Weiwei, he filled out the registration form and handed it to the English teacher, and now Lin Zhao had no way out.

In order to perform better during the game, Lin Zhao began to get up early and prepare greedily. Half a month is enough for a top student like Zhao Ziqi, but it is too tight for a temporary poor student like him.

Writing, revising, memorizing, revising, and memorizing the consolidation, Lin Zhao was about to vomit when he saw those words.

The only benefit is that Qin Muyang has been with him, helping him revise the manuscript from time to time, and then listening to him memorize the manuscript and point out where the tone is wrong.

Lin Zhao felt that if he hadn't been accompanied by Qin Muyang, he would have given up a long time ago.

In the midst of anxiety, the day of the game has finally arrived. Due to the large number of applicants, the competition is divided into preliminary and final rounds.

The preliminary round was divided into ten classrooms, and the content was an article with a given theme in advance, and the audience was basically only judges and teachers in addition to relatives and friends.

Lin Zhao is the number eight, Liu Weiwei comforted him, the number eight is good, send! Daihatsu!

Lin Zhao looked at No. 7 on the stage, and was so nervous that he wanted to go to the toilet again.

No. 7 entered the final without any suspense, and the host announced that No. 8 was on the field. Lin Zhao walked onto the stage with the encouragement of Liu Weiwei and Jiang Yucheng, and looked at the five judges and teachers below with expressionless faces, his mind went blank.

“,i-standhereandpicis…… is……”

Lin Zhao was stuck. He tried to recall the manuscript that followed, but he couldn't remember the manuscript that he had memorized backwards like a stream at the moment.

The more I think about it, the more panicked I get, and the more panicked I get, the more I can't remember. Lin Zhao was so anxious that his head was covered with sweat, and his eyes swept over the audience in a panic.

The judges' face gradually became impatient, Liu Weiwei's anxious expression, Jiang Yucheng's mouth shape that he had been trying to prompt, and finally Qin Muyang's firm eyes.

Catching up with Qin Muyang's gaze, Lin Zhao's flustered heart gradually calmed down. He smiled at the judges and said generously and politely, "Sorry, i-"

Lin Zhao said, and shrugged his shoulders. There was a kind whisper from below, and after the atmosphere eased, Lin Zhao continued: "Then, i-picisallthat......"

Time seemed to have returned to the afternoon of countless speech rehearsals, Lin Zhao stood in front and talked eloquently, and Qin Muyang sat on the stone bench and looked at him with a smile.

“thatall,thing.”

The last word fell, and the applause from the audience brought Lin Zhao back to reality. He bowed and waited for the judges' comments.

The judges first praised him, and then said a few words about his opening jam. In the end, the five judges voted to decide, and Lin Zhao entered the finals with a margin of five votes.

"Ah Zhao, you are really handsome!" As soon as she got out of the classroom, Liu Weiwei shouted calmly, "You don't know the momentum you have when you stand on the stage, tsk, you just want people to kneel on the ground and shout long live our emperor." ”

"It's not that exaggerated." Lin Zhao scratched his head embarrassedly, and his eyes kept looking at Qin Muyang.

"It's great." Qin Muyang only said two words, but Lin Zhao felt that the whole world lit up.

The finals will be held three days later, and the school will prepare 40 questions. During the competition, lots are drawn on the spot, and which topic is drawn.

Lin Zhao fell directly on Liu Weiwei when he knew the rules: "It's over, it's over, impromptu speech, at my level, I can only go to make soy sauce." ”

Liu Weiwei was still intoxicated by his excellent performance in the morning, and temporarily became his brainless fan: "How come, our Ah Zhao is so powerful, those scum should be flashed." ”

Lin Zhao cruelly shattered Liu Weiwei's dream: "You seem to have made a mistake, I am the scum who should be flashed." ”

Liu Weiwei: "Oh. ”

The evening self-study happened to be the English evening self-study, and the English teacher briefly talked about the speech competition.

A total of three students in the class entered the finals, which is the most finals in an ordinary class. In most classes, only one person makes it to the finals, and some classes don't even make it.

The English teacher praised and congratulated the three finalists in public, and then asked everyone to read the books by themselves and called the three finalists out.

Lin Zhao followed behind Zhao Ziqi and Wan Hong, trying his best to ignore the discussion in the classroom.

The English teacher called them out at this time, which was nothing more than a speech contest. She analyzed the speech contest over the years, and by the way, guessed what topics the school would come up with this year.

"You must remember that no matter what topic you draw, you must not be nervous. When the time comes, if you can't remember a complex expression, use simple sentences. It doesn't matter if you have grammatical errors, as long as you can speak smoothly and get the meaning right, that's fine. Okay, it's not too early, you can go back and read. ”

The three of them walked out of the office, and Wan Hong sighed: "Teacher Wen said it so simply, I'm really afraid that I'll be so nervous that I won't even use 'amisare-" by then." ”

Lin Zhao patted him on the shoulder: "This is something I should worry about." ”

Wan Hongjian said: "Why don't the three of us find a time to discuss it together?" ”

Lin Zhao was just about to say yes, but Zhao Ziqi spoke: "If you want to discuss it, I don't have time." With that, she quickened her pace and walked ahead.

Wan Hong grimaced at Lin Zhao: "The people who take the English test of one hundred and four are different, and those of us who take the one hundred and three test should stay aside." ”

Lin Zhao smiled: "Then people like me who take the exam in their thirties and forties don't all have to drill into the peak?" ”

Wan Hong waved his hand: "Don't tease me, I think you must not have taken the test seriously." ”

Although Lin Zhao admits that it is such a big deal whether he takes the exam seriously or not, Wan Hong's words still encourage him very well. It seems that he is not hopeless!