"This Lin Qingyue, where did he go!" Shen Binglan quietly left the rostrum, and she was going crazy.

I don't know if today is his commendation meeting, the people from the city TV station have come to film, but what about others?

The commendation meeting has already begun, and the original scheduled arrangement is to let her, the principal, make an opening remarks and boast about the school's honors, and then introduce Lin Qingyue, an outstanding student who won the first prize in the provincial Olympiad and the first in the city, and then let Lin Qingyue speak directly......

But at this juncture, the other person is gone! The TV camera has been staring at it, although it is not a live broadcast, but it is embarrassing after all!

So much so that Shen Binglan had to ask people to bring over the speech that was originally placed in the back first, but the speech behind was quickly finished. Shen Binglan asked the second-year director of the battle-hardened high school to come out again, and read the speech lines of the last monthly exam again to delay time.

But this is not a way, and soon the speech lines of the monthly exam are also finished, and now the teaching director is holding on, and he has taken out the draft of the speech under the national flag next week.

But sitting at the bottom were all the students of the school, and they naturally noticed something unusual, and they had already begun to make a small commotion.

"Teacher Wang, have you asked?" Shen Binglan saw Wang Zexin, who was also sweating profusely, and asked anxiously.

"I've asked, Lin Yueshu and Lin Lishi don't know where Lin Qingyue went!" The fat on Wang Zexin's face trembled slightly, and he didn't care about wiping his sweat.

Shen Binglan stomped her feet angrily: "Where did this little bastard go!" ”

The dean's manuscript had been read, and there was an eerie silence on the rostrum, and the commotion in the audience was louder.

The people from the TV station also came over to inquire about the situation, Shen Binglan's face turned red, and she silently thought in her heart that if she could find Lin Qingyue, she would definitely beat him to death!

"Eh, here it is!" At this time, Wang Zexin pointed ahead in surprise, and Lin Qingyue walked over in small steps.

"Where are you dead?" Shen Binglan immediately ran over, her face was surprised and happy, and she couldn't wait to kiss him on the face a few times.

"I'm sorry, I'm late......" Lin Qingyue's expression was complicated, and he walked with a limp.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Binglan approached and couldn't help but be surprised.

Lin Qingyue's whole face was gray, his hair was scattered, his clothes were covered with dust and footprints, and there was a bruise on his face.

"All kinds of reasons...... Lin Qingyue sighed and smiled slightly bitterly, "I'll go up first." ”

"Wait a minute!" Shen Binglan walked quickly to the stage, found a boy and asked for his school uniform jacket, and then handed it to Lin Qingyue, "You wear this, I'll talk about it later!" ”

Lin Qingyue changed his school uniform, Shen Binglan straightened his hair again, and let Lin Qingyue come to the stage, and his heart finally fell to the ground.

When the teaching director saw Lin Qingyue, his heart was relieved, and he wiped the sweat on his head: "Next, welcome the outstanding student representatives, Lin Qingyue, a student from the second (7th) class of high school, to speak." ”

The audience finally burst into applause.

"The grass grows and the warbler flies in the April sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. Dear teachers and students, good morning, I am Lin Qingyue, who is a sophomore (7) high school student......"

Shen Binglan breathed a sigh of relief, walked back to the rostrum and sat down, and said in her heart that this kid can actually write poems...... No, I still have to teach him a good lesson in a while, and just look at his appearance, you can know who he just fought!

Lin Qingyue's speech was over, and the content was the same as usual, thanking the teacher for his cultivation, thanking his classmates for their friendship, and by the way, he also shared a "learning experience" that he had never done.

Then, Principal Shen Binglan personally awarded the medals and trophies of the provincial first prize, as well as the provincial second certificate, to Lin Qingyue, and the medal of the third prize to Yang Zhenxin.

The audience burst into applause, and the previous embarrassment finally disappeared.

The commendation meeting ended without danger, and the whole school left in an orderly manner. Lin Qingyue stayed on the rostrum and was questioned by Shen Binglan.

Lin Qingyue faced the principals and directors, bowed his head and said, "I don't have anything to say, for the specific situation, you can ask Teacher Zhao Yan of Class 9, he should know about the situation." ”

Shen Binglan frowned, suddenly guessed something, and immediately took out her mobile phone and called Zhao Yan: "Teacher Zhao Yan, can you please come over?" By the way, Chang Ming from your class is here, bring him over too. ”

"Is Chang Ming making trouble for you at this time?" The second-year director couldn't help but be furious when he heard this.

Lin Qingyue didn't speak, it was a tacit acquiescence.

"Hey, this is Lin Qingyue, right?" The TV reporter and photographer walked over and smiled, "Let's start now, shall we?" ”

"I'm sorry, we still have some things to do, can you please go to the office on the first floor and wait for a while?" Shen Binglan walked over with a smile.

"Okay, though, as soon as possible." The reporter was stunned and nodded.

"Well, in a moment, I'll have to bother the two of you." Shen Binglan smiled, took out two red envelopes from her pocket, and stuffed them into the pockets of the two without a trace, "Director Ran, let's take the two of them over first."

The reporter and photographer smiled understandingly: "Well, if you have something, take your time, the two of us are actually in such a hurry." ”

After the two reporters left, in addition to Lin Qingyue, there was only one principal, one grade director, and one teaching director left on the rostrum.

"Lin Qingyue, how are you hurting?" Shen Binglan asked softly.

"Otherwise, it's just a little painful, but this leg ...... Probably a cracked bone. Lin Qingyue lifted his trouser leg and saw a large bruise on his left calf, which looked very painful.

"Hiss......" Shen Binglan couldn't help but take a breath, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand to touch it a little.

"Don't touch it, it hurts!" Lin Qingyue stopped Shen Binglan, and his face was a little painful.

"If you want to, I'll take you to the hospital first." The Dean shook his head and sighed.

"Don't do it for the time being, I'll talk about it after the interview." Lin Qingyue said with a forced smile on his face.

The principals and directors were all touched by Lin Qingyue's sensibility and reasoning, and they all comforted him with kind words.

Zhao Yan led Chang Ming over, and the teaching director pretended not to see it, and suddenly scolded the senior director: "What is that Chang Ming in your sophomore year of high school?" I've been in Fourteen for so many years, and I've never seen anything like it! ”

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red, who was the teaching director actually scolding, he was already very forced in his heart.

glanced at Lin Qingyue, who was wronged, and the injury on his leg, and thought that the principal specially called Chang Ming over by name, no matter how stupid Zhao Yan was, he understood the whole story.

The teaching director was still scolding, although he "didn't see" Zhao Yan, but it was even more uncomfortable than scolding Zhao Yan, and he had already seen the increasingly angry face of the old director.

It was his boss who was there to determine his year-end bonuses and various selections, but now ......

"What bastard did you do to Lin Qingyue?" Zhao Yan was furious, and when he turned around, he slapped Chang Ming in the face.

The slap was fast and ruthless, Chang Ming couldn't react although he was on guard, and he fell backwards, and his face suddenly swollen.

Lin Qingyue gently put down the trouser leg of the school uniform, he had been painting the injured makeup for a long time, and it was a pity not to let people see it.

(I saw that some readers said that the gold medal was escorted to Qingbei...... I've already mentioned the reasons for this. ）