Chapter 130: Recitation

The girls watched in amazement.

Wang Jiaxun soon noticed that their eyes were looking behind him.

He chuckled in his heart and turned his head away.

In the few tenths and a second of turning his head, countless thoughts turned in his heart. Who the hell is it? What the hell did the girls look at and be so surprised?

The thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and names rose in his heart one by one.

"Zhang Qi? Could it be Zhang Qi? He didn't die? He's back? ”

Thinking of this possibility, he was so frightened that his soul was about to fly, and he felt a little trembling between his legs and thighs, and there was a kind of unbearable urge to urinate.

He finally turned around and saw the man.

"It turned out to be him, what can you do!"

"Cut, I thought it was Zhang Qi, it scared me to death."

As soon as his heart was relieved, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, He Youwei's fist had already flown in front of him.

Boom.

A solid punch hit Wang Jiaxun's nose.

Wang Jiaxun's legs trembled just now, and he hadn't recovered at this moment, and under a punch, he couldn't stand, took a few steps back, mixed his feet, and fell on his back on the red carpet.

Cross-nosebleeds.

His face was flushed.

Whether it was Zhang Xuewan or the girls, they were all stunned. A student who is super good at learning, a person who is a nerd in everyone's cognition, will even go crazy! And it's still the children of officials like Wang Jiaxun.

This is not important, the important thing is that He Youwei is actually despicable and shameless behind his back.

I didn't expect it! Unexpectedly.

The three good students in the eyes of everyone would do such a lewd and shameless thing!

It can be seen from this that Wang Jiaxun has done something that makes an honest person who reads obediently mad.

When Wang Jiaxun was lying on the ground, he hadn't reacted yet.

He felt a warmth on his face, as if something had flowed into his mouth, licked it, salty, he quickly reached out and touched it, and looked at it fixedly.

"Ahh Blood! Blood! ”

He said in horror, his face was full of nosebleeds, and he was extremely frightened, and hurriedly wiped it with his hand, and his hands were bloody.

He couldn't have imagined that He Youwei would dare to make a move and beat himself out of his nose.

"How dare you hit me!" Wang Jiaxun frantically wiped the blood on his face and looked at He Youwei angrily.

He Youwei said coldly: "It's you who hit!" It's okay for you to hit someone else, but can't someone beat you? You pig brain, I think you just owe a beating! ”

Zhang Xuewan was also startled when she saw the blood on Wang Jiaxun's face, for fear that something would happen, she hurriedly walked over and said, "Wang Jiaxun, you quickly go to the toilet to wash the blood on your face, and find someone to take you to the infirmary." And you, how can you be a classmate, what is there to say, don't do it, now that you have graduated, why bother. ”

"Phew, I don't bother to do anything with him! It dirty, my hands. He Youwei spat fiercely, hugged his arms, and stared coldly at Wang Jiaxun lying on the ground.

Wang Jiaxun was also frightened by He Youwei's ruthlessness, and he couldn't find anything to support the scene for a while, and the blood on his face made him flustered. He didn't care about recovering the scene, so he quickly got up, ran to the toilet to rinse, and then left to find the infirmary.

Coming out of the infirmary, Wang Jiaxun gritted his teeth and said to himself hatefully: "What do you do, I, Wang Jiaxun, don't share the sky with you!" ”

By the time he got back to the big conference room, the party had already begun.

Principal Wu Youstick took the stage to deliver a speech: "Tonight is a day of relaxation, I hope you don't think about the exam, and don't think about the future, whether it's happy or unpleasant, forget about them." After three years of hard work and a semester of high-intensity sprints, it's time to take a break. Tonight is your party. After the carnival, no matter where the road is, I hope that everyone can go on firmly, not discouraged by any difficulties, and not proud because of temporary pride. You have just crossed the most difficult threshold in your life, you may fall, you may have to start over, but don't forget that your wonderful life has just begun! ”

Wu Youba's words made the students' blood boil and applaud desperately.

"Let's get the party going! This night, boys, belongs to you! ”

His words pushed the atmosphere in the stadium to a climax.

The students laughed and yelled, venting their frustration over the past few days.

The graduation party is very special, Zhang Xuewan, as the organizer, is the first time to organize such a large-scale party, she has also organized small class parties in college before, but she seems to be a natural banquet organizer.

The evening party was very popular with the students.

The stage above is performing singing and dancing, while the students below are free to go to the food table prepared next to them to pick up their own food, just like a buffet outside, everything.

The students were very happy to watch the performance while eating.

Before they came, they knew that the party was like this, the show was not long, the total was about an hour, after all the performances were over, if they wanted to dance, students with dance partners could go on the big stage and dance together.

Such a novel party was very popular with the students, and the publicity was also very good, so that many sophomores and freshmen sneaked in under the leadership of their seniors.

The show did not invite a professional song and dance troupe, they were all selected from the students, so the performance was not very perfect, there were too many slots, and the students thought that they were complaining while eating, and they were not bored and sunk because of the low quality of the show.

On the contrary, the atmosphere in the audience was very warm, and everyone was discussing the program with great interest, which was very lively.

Zhang Xuewan personally acted as the host of the newspaper, and after the performance of a program, she walked on the stage, lightly opened her lips, and said into the microphone: "The next program is a single recitation, reciter, what is there to do." ”

"What is a senior? What did he do to the show? ”

There was chaos in the audience, and everyone asked in surprise.

"I've never seen He Youwei perform for seniors! In the past, the class organized activities and asked each student to perform a program, but he didn't perform at that time, and the teacher couldn't do anything about him. How did he remember to perform this time? ”

"Maybe it's because I'm graduating soon, so I have a lot of feelings."

"Don't make any noise, just listen to He Youwei's recitation to the senior."

He Youwei walked out slowly, with firm steps, calm and steady, like a boxer preparing to participate in the competition.

"I'm used to seeing He Youwei on crutches, but I still can't get used to seeing him walking normally."

"Yes, after watching crutches for more than two years, I have long been accustomed to the strong back of crutches. I've been unaccustomed to his new image for months. ”

A few of He Youwei's classmates whispered.

"Hello everyone, I am He Youwei, next, I will bring you a prose recitation of my own creation." He Youwei walked to the center of the stage and said in a deep voice.

The students immediately quieted down, and chewed quietly as they ate, afraid that they would not be able to hear him clearly. Zhang Xuewan, who was hiding on the side of the curtain, was also very curious and pricked up her ears, wanting to hear He Youwei's article.

He Youwei is a big celebrity in the school, and his own prose must be the first time it has been published, and everyone doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

"What I'm trying to say is a person." He Youwei's voice sounded in a subdued tone, the emotion was very full, and the opening voice was extremely deep.

"I've said this guy before, and I'm going to say it again."

"His name is Zhang Qi."

The students were in an uproar, and no one expected that He Youwei would write an essay related to Zhang Qi when he came to the stage to recite, and he wanted to talk about Zhang Qi.

Yang Xue, who was sitting in the audience, heard Zhang Qi's name come out of He Youwei's mouth, and her nerves suddenly tensed, and she didn't continue to chew the apple she took a bite of, but put it in her mouth.

Wang Jiaxun's face turned dark, and he looked at He Youwei on the stage very unhappily, and was a little restless.

Qi Weiwei and Yang Xiaoru, who were preparing for the stage in the backstage, couldn't help but widen their eyes and glance at each other when they heard the sound of the stage in front of them.

"He said ......," Qi said softly.

"It's Zhang Qi." Yang Xiaoru said affirmatively.