The school hall was full of students in school uniforms, and this place was the second time Gu Yang had come.

It was about the same as the last time, they were all in the middle seats, the original stage was empty, only a stand microphone stood in the middle, and the school leaders were all sitting in the front row and settled.

There was still a female teacher and a dead friend sitting next to him, he glanced at the door behind expectantly, but he didn't find the girl's figure, the old time had not reappeared, Gu Yang's heart flashed a trace of inexplicable melancholy, and he fell down again.

"What's wrong, you're in a bad mood?"

Han Shenliang next to him saw Gu Yang's expression and asked with concern.

"It's fine."

Gu Yang squeezed out a smile, slumped in his seat, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

At half past two, the speech officially began.

The young writer named Wang Lian walked out in high spirits, looking not too tall, about 1.68 meters, with a proud face, swaggering on the stage, as soon as he saw that there was only one stand, his face suddenly changed.

He immediately turned around and stepped down from the stage, and discussed a few words with the smiling school leaders and the dean of teaching, and as soon as he said a few words, the expressions of several school leaders immediately became unsightly.

However, everyone didn't have a seizure at that time, and someone moved a chair from the side and placed it in the center of the stage, and that's it.

Wang Lian re-entered the stage, took the microphone from the stand, sat on the chair, and crossed Erlang's legs: "Hello students, I am the author of the recent best-selling masterpiece "Allure......"

His sitting posture sparked a discussion among the students below.

"Why is this man so crazy? Still crossed Erlang's legs? I've never seen a school leader give a speech with a crossed leg. ”

"Yes, this young writer doesn't know the word respect too much, right?"

"Just this person, with such poor quality, dares to call himself a juvenile writer?"

……

There was a whisper of the students in the venue, Gu Yang's lazy spirit was about to fall asleep, and Han Shenliang next to him touched him: "Hey, this Wang Lian is so pretending, I have also watched so many people's speeches, and I really didn't pretend to be like this." ”

"Oh, it's okay."

Gu Yang raised his eyelids, and the figure of the person on the stage flashed in his pupils, and after replying, he closed his eyes again.

"I don't feel good either."

Lin Yihua muttered quietly, but he only smiled lightly when he heard it, and didn't pay much attention to it.

Sitting in the first row of the stage, Lin Zhaoxuan, the principal of the 13th Middle School, had a grim face and was ugly.

He had already regretted inviting the teenage writer to come and speak.

I thought that this person was rich and famous, and he could be used as a model for teenagers to erect a good example for students to learn, but I didn't expect to be so arrogant, praising himself in every sentence, which simply exceeded his bottom line of life.

However, when he heard the disparaging comments of the students in the back, he felt a lot better, and the students in his school still had a correct three views after all, knowing what was haode and what was bad.

"This person's personal morality is bad, and he is not worthy of invitation!"

Lin Zhaoxuan secretly made a judgment in his heart, and decided that after the speech was over, he would talk to the principals of other schools to prevent other schools from making the same mistake again.

At this time, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

Lin Zhaoxuan took it out and looked at it, and it turned out to be the phone number of the security room at the school gate.

Guardroom?

What are you calling for?

He clicked on the connection suspiciously, and the anxious words of Captain Qi of the security department came out: "Principal Lin, please come and take a look, there are suddenly a lot of reporters in the school, and they want to come in for an interview!" ”

Outside the school gates.

Several reporter cars gathered, and more than a dozen or twenty people gathered at the school gate, carrying various camera machines, shouting that they were reporters and wanted to go in for interviews, and the follow-up vehicles were still increasing.

Qin Jun looked at the familiar reporters' faces coming out one by one, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and said to Liu Yao happily: "Old Liu, you are still smart, if you really go to Gu Yang's house, then we will lose." ”

Liu Yaozhen greeted a familiar reporter with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Hey, Gu Yang is a student, he must be coming to school, he really arrived at his house and waited for the rabbit, people had already finished the interview in the school, the first-hand information was slow, and the follow-up channels were slow, and the daylily was cold by then, we drove all the way over, and we hadn't eaten lunch yet, so we just arrived with these old guys, it seems that none of them are fuel-efficient lamps." ”

Qin Jun smiled, didn't speak again, took his camera, and gave a thumbs up.

His eyes swept over the door, and he couldn't help but sigh softly, as if he had found something interesting, and the camera swung and shone on the banner welcoming Wang Lian's speech.

"Looks like there's a guy we don't like here."

At this time, Lin Zhaoxuan rushed over from the school's hall, and saw a large number of reporters, his head was a little dazed, fortunately, he had been the principal for so long, and he also had a bit of a landslide in front of him to be unfazed, paused, and greeted the reporters: "Hello reporters, I am Lin Zhaoxuan, the principal of the 13th Middle School, is there anything wrong here?" ”

Liu Yao took a step forward, flashed his press card, and said with a smile: "Hello, I'm Liu Yao, a reporter from People Weekly, and I came here to interview." ”

At the same time, a group of reporters are echoing the introduction.

"Hello, I'm the ...... of the Daily News"

"I'm a ...... of the Music Press"

"I am ......"

Confused by a lot of self-introductions, Lin Zhaoxuan finally cleared out the reason why they came from his mind, and said, "Wait, are you here for an interview?" ”

"Yes."

All the reporters echoed.

"Who?"

"Revisit!"

"That is, Gu Yang of your thirteen."

Liu Yao added with a smile, and when he turned around and saw a few more reporter cars coming, he couldn't care about being polite anymore, and said hurriedly, "Trouble Principal Lin to open the door for us, our task is relatively tight, and we will do some publicity for the thirteenth middle school." ”

The reporters behind obviously also saw the arrival of the competitor, and hurriedly shouted: "Yes, yes, trouble Principal Lin." ”

Lin Zhaoxuan's thinking was a little confused, and after a few seconds, he let the security room open the school door, and suddenly remembered the name from the depths of his mind.

Gu Yang?

Isn't it a student in his daughter's class?

In the hall, Wang Lian, who was standing on the stage, felt very happy.

He likes the feeling of being watched by his peers, and every time he gives a speech like this, he feels an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart, feeling that he has surpassed everything and stood at the forefront of his peers.

This thought flashed through his mind, and he said with great satisfaction: "As the leading figure among the current young writers......"

Before the words were finished, the students below finally couldn't stand the arrogance of the people on the stage, and a certain classmate in front of him said a word in a tone that was neither high nor low, but it was enough for him to hear.

"What are you pretending to be, isn't it better than you to hang again? See how low-key people are? ”

Revisiting?

Is that the online writer who writes that Buddha is the Tao? The one who has been on the best-selling list for two consecutive months?

This sentence came out, completely hitting the sensitive point in Wang Lian's heart, a wave of jealousy surged into his heart, his reason was overwhelmed by jealousy, and he blurted out: "Some people say revisit, I think it, what is revisiting?" It's just an online writer, and sooner or later it will be swept into the dust of history. ”

This sentence came out through the microphone, causing an uproar in the whole scene!

At the opening of the hall, Lin Zhaoxuan, who was leading people in, stiffened his smile, and the excitement in his heart immediately disappeared, and his face instantly turned pale.

The dozen or so reporters were stunned and looked at the speakers on the stage, realizing that they knew this person.

At that moment, someone sneered, someone looked playful, no matter what the expression was, calculating in their hearts what conflict would happen next.

You must know that most of them have suffered from this arrogant teenager, and the only remaining reporter who has not been choked has no feeling for Wang Lian, and they are all waiting to see this person's jokes.

After all, the replay in his mouth is listening to his provocation and belittlement at the scene.

This time, the opponent can be regarded as kicking the iron plate!

In the audience, Gu Yang, who had been pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the people on the stage, with a faint disdain flashing in his eyes.