"I received a notice from the school that the 17th Goryeo teacher and student delegation will go to Bincheng, and the delegation will stay in the No. 8 Middle School until the end of the month," Huang Xin, as a teacher, knew more specific news: "At that time, the high school will be responsible for the reception, and one of you should be selected to be in charge of the reception." ”

Do they do these students as a reception? Ling Xiaoxiao felt a little novel when she heard the news, Jiang Zizhuo on the side was expected, they were in the eighth middle school in junior high school, and they had already participated in three art festivals, so they knew more about them.

"According to the practice of the No. 8 Middle School in previous years, the students in charge of reception are required to be fluent in English." Yue Pingjun looked at Brother Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao's puzzled appearances and explained.

"English? Then it has nothing to do with me. Brother Zhen immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, she had the worst English in all subjects.

"Well, in previous years, the English class representatives were basically selected from each class, and this year it should be similar, more than ten people will be selected in the first and second grades of high school." Yue Pingjun said and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, like you are the class representative, and you have won the award, you will definitely be in charge of the reception, and then there will be more than ten days with the teachers and students of the inspection group, you have to balance your time, after all, you can't go to class for so many days." ”

"What?" Ling Xiaoxiao thought she had misheard: "Don't go to class and be responsible for translating around the clock?" Eating and playing around the clock? ”

Yue Pingjun nodded, if this kind of thing fell on others, it would definitely feel like an honor, but he knew that if it was put on Ling Xiaoxiao, she would only feel troublesome and depressed.

Really. Seeing that Ling Xiaoxiao's brows were already furrowed: "For so many days, my course is definitely going to be left behind, can't I not go?" There are so many people in the grade who are good at English, and any of the students in your key class can successfully complete the task. ”

"Not necessarily, don't worry about it yet." Jiang Zizhuo frowned when he saw her, and said comfortingly, but according to the practice of previous years, once this kind of thing is selected, it is really difficult to shirk it. He had already begun to think about how to help Ling Xiaoxiao make up for the homework he had missed......

"Don't listen to Pingjun's nonsense." Huang Xin also hurriedly comforted Ling Xiaoxiao: "This time is an art festival, there will be activities every day, and the whole school will adjust the class schedule at that time, and the learning progress will also slow down." So you don't have to worry either. Again. Isn't it that you haven't been picked yet? ”

Knowing that everyone was comforting herself, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't want to continue frowning: "Well, I know." It depends on the situation then.,The 17th only arrived at the art festival.,There was a sports meeting before.,In May.,It is estimated that everyone has no heart to read and study.,The teacher shouldn't be in a hurry.。 ”

Speaking of the sports meeting, Brother Zhen is still very happy, she likes everything related to sports: "When the time comes, you don't have to go to class for three days, how good, Xiaoxiao, you go for a long-distance run, I go for a high jump and a long jump, we will definitely be able to earn a good ranking for the class." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't answer, the specific time of the sports meeting has not been decided, and the time of each event has not been decided......

However, Brother Zhen was excited, and he didn't think about it so much: "If the 17 good delegation comes, it should mean that this year's campus art festival of No. 8 Middle School is about to start, so why should the sports meeting be opened a few days earlier and make preparations, will it definitely be held this week?" ”

Except for Brother Zhen, only Yue Pingjun and Jiang Zizhuo have some inside information about the student union, so Yue Pingjun took it over and said: "According to the practice of the Eighth Middle School in previous years, it should be like this, but these are not accurate, after all, the rainy season in Bincheng in May has arrived." ”

In previous years, when it comes to May, there will be more rain in Ben Cheng than in other places in the province, and I don't know why, so even if No. 8 Middle School wants to coordinate the timing of the sports meeting and the art festival, it depends on whether God is willing or not.

"Why do you want to do so much, let's talk about it then, anyway, the sports meeting will always be held, the art festival will also be held, and I just passed the midterm exam, I think I can play for a month, and I will be admitted to high school in vain." Zhou Shao put a nest on the sofa on the side, as if he had no bones, holding a pillow, lazy.

"What are we going to do with this year's festival? What are the teachers and students of Korea going to investigate? Ling Xiaoxiao was still a little curious about this.

Huang Xin has been involved in the preparation so she knows a lot of details: "Goryeo is an art school, although they are all high school students, but these students have been preparing for their debut since they were in junior high school, all of them are versatile, and their talents in singing and dancing are very prominent. ”

Art school, Ling Xiaoxiao lost interest when she heard it, she originally thought it was an orthodox school like the eighth middle school, and thought that if she did the reception, would she take the opportunity to communicate with her......

"Don't underestimate these students who are coming, in terms of their domestic environment, they are more mature and understand more than you, and you have to learn from each other with an open mind, you know?" Huang Xin rarely put on the posture of a teacher and began to educate Ling Xiaoxiao, and Ling Xiaoxiao quickly bowed her head to accept it.

After talking about the art festival, he talked about other things, but most of them were unknown to Ling Xiaoxiao and Brother Zhen, Huang Xin and Jiang Zizhuo were friends at home, and it was inevitable that they would talk about their families when they chatted, so I heard Huang Xin ask Jiang Zizhuo: "Zizhuo, are your parents still so busy now?" ”

Speaking of his parents, Jiang Zizhuo's tone did not change much, as light as ever: "Haven't they always been like that?" My dad was promoted a few years ago, and it is said that he may rise even more. My mother is the same, she was just promoted to the position of director of the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular department not long ago, and she is busy with consultations and surgeries every day. ”

"Your mother didn't listen to your grandfather's advice at the beginning, she had to study Western medicine, if she had followed your grandfather to learn Chinese medicine, she wouldn't be as busy as she is now." Huang Xin sighed when she talked about Jiang Zizhuo's parents.

Jiang Zizhuo didn't speak again, the expression on his face didn't change much or was faint, but he could feel that he didn't want to talk more. Huang Xin just asked casually, and didn't ask any more, so she talked about other things.

With Yue Pingjun and Zhou Shao here, they didn't worry about gossip and parents, and the atmosphere became relaxed after a few people chatted, and I don't know how long it took, I heard the sound of the door of the private room being pushed open, Xu Mohan was dressed very straight, and walked in with a briefcase.

"Done?" When Huang Xin saw him come in, she got up with a smile, took his briefcase and put it aside.

Xu Mohan nodded, looking at Huang Xin's smile with warmth: "What are you talking about so happy." ”

"It's just talk, it's nothing." (To be continued......)