That sentence of underestimating you made Meng Hailan's heart ripple very much, if he had jumped into the sky in the dormitory, but for Teacher Chu...... She can't be like that, she wants to be a humble representative of good students and good classes.

I took a closer look at the parts that he had modified, and sure enough, after the changes, it was better than the original.

She said to Chu Jingyu: "Teacher, I'm sorry for you." ”

Chu looked up at her: "If you really feel that it bothers me, help me copy a sentence." ”

Meng Hailan only felt that there was light flowing in his eyes, and said, "Teacher, do you also do excerpts?" ”

Chu was stunned: "It turns out that I had this habit when I was studying. ”

Meng Hailan looked at the teaching staff that Chu Jingzhen used in class in front of her, and was a little surprised, copied on it, what if her handwriting is ugly?

Chu Jingzhen said normally: "It's okay, you can write however you want." ”

After that, he opened his mobile phone and put it on the table, Meng Hailan always felt very familiar when he saw that sentence, where had he seen it.

She took a deep breath, pinched the pen in her right hand, wrote word by word, and whispered in her mouth, and only put down the pen when she finished clicking the last small black dot.

"Very well written." I don't know when, Chu was stunned. He was standing right behind her.

She was just writing and didn't notice that the two of them were so close.

She seemed to be able to feel Chu Jingzhen's breathing, the blood on her body began to flow faster, and her heartbeat was pounding faster, I don't know if she was scared or because of other reasons.

As if he hadn't noticed the problem at all, Meng Hailan felt that his face was getting hot, and quickly found an excuse to slip away.

He looked at her departing back, his lips hooked silently, and he wrote a few words with a black pen after that sentence.

The breeze blew gently outside the window, and the mimosa shyly closed the leaves, and the line on the page came into view: All the bright, precious things fade so fast. And they don’t come back.

(All the glitz and glamour is no match for time, and it's gone.) ）

In the lower right corner is a powerful black pen written in powerful words: Fitzgerald, "The Great Gatsby"

As soon as Meng Hailan walked out of the office, he ran to the bathroom as fast as he could in his life, and kept covering his face with cold water.

When I looked in the mirror that my face no longer continued to get hot due to the stimulation of cold water, I wiped it with paper, and secretly despised myself in my heart, which was really useless.

Why did this happen, she initially thought she was scared, but now that she thinks about it, it's obvious that it's a physiological reaction, okay?

If you're too close to a handsome guy, you'll blush. However, from another point of view, this also shows that Mr. Chu is good-looking......

Now she didn't notice it at all, and she never blamed Chu Jingjing who appeared behind her and suddenly spoke.

After this incident, Meng Hailan had a shadow on the matter of entering Chu's office, and was always worried that this kind of thing would happen again. It's really embarrassing.

Fortunately, because this weekend is a speech contest, there don't seem to be many other things, and I don't go into the office very often.

Recently, Meng Hailan memorized the manuscript in the dormitory, and the manuscript was quickly memorized, but it still needs to be consolidated.

On Sunday, Meng Hailan didn't add much decoration, and simply wore a shirt with jeans and a pair of sneakers.

Honestly, it's the same as it was. The hair has changed back to a ponytail, and the swelling of the place where the head was hit has begun to subside, and the pain has gradually decreased.

After saying goodbye to a few people in the dormitory, Meng Hailan went first and went to a conference room on the first floor of their classroom.

When I opened the door, there were not many people, and I went to the registered teacher to get the number plate, and the lottery was drawn on the 10th.

There are only about twenty people from the whole grade who come to participate in the competition, and many other people are unknown to Meng Hailan, although they are of the same family, they are not often met.

Some are dressed in fancy clothes, what kind of colorful skirts, and they wear makeup, Meng Hailan opened her mouth wide, can it be like this?

However, Meng Hailan was the only one in her class, and the others were not interested in this, and there were still people talking.

Meng Hailan walked to the window to blow the wind, carefully recalled the content of the manuscript, and said that it was a lie not to be nervous, but she hoped that she could do it well.

Not for anything else, just for Chu to sting a long face. If I don't get any awards this time, it's a shame. I'm also sorry that Mr. Chu bothered to revise her manuscript.

It didn't take long for the audience below to gradually fill up with students, and the host in a purple suit began to stand on the stage with a microphone to warm up the atmosphere.

More and more people came, and it began to be lively, and when the time came, the host briefly introduced the situation in Chinese and English.

Then Meng Hailan heard a lot of girls screaming, as if she heard the teacher's name.

Tilting his head to look at the judges' seat, sure enough, Chu Jingzhen sat there in a straight suit, his eyes were sharp, and he was not smiling, which was not at all different from him in the office.

His outfit reminded Meng Hailan of the first time he met him.

To his left was the principal and the dean of teaching, as well as a blonde man with blue eyes, Meng Hailan heard others say that it was a sophomore foreign teacher, super handsome.

After a brief opening remarks, the host announced the start of the game, and the contestants began to speak in the order of the draw, Meng Hailan silently commented in his heart, the first seemed to be a little quieter, and the second seemed to be a little stammering......

It didn't take long for Meng Hailan's turn to take a few deep breaths and walk over with the microphone.

When he heard the faint cheering sound from the audience, he smiled lightly on his face, walked to the stage and bowed to the judges, and spoke without hurry.

Because she has practiced many times, her rhythm is appropriate, not fast or slow, and her pronunciation is clear.

Phrases and sentences about the importance of the content culture that I want to emphasize are also mentioned many times, and there is a sense of joy and pride when I mention those cultures.

Inadvertently bumped into Chu Jing's smiling eyes, she felt as if she was a little confident, and the content behind her became more and more fluent.

The nervousness in her heart seemed to disappear all at once, and she didn't notice the approval in the eyes of the dean looking at her.

After a few seconds of speech, he smiled and bowed again, and slowly walked off the stage. Stand aside.

Waiting for everyone to finish speaking, she glanced at the audience, Xia Rou was waving at her, motioning for her to look at the lower left corner.

I saw Qiao Qiao's little short hand holding a piece of cardboard, which was written crookedly: "Meng Lao Er will win." He grimaced at her.

Meng Hailan lowered her head, covered her mouth and laughed, Qiao Qiao's words are really distinctive. Soon, all 20 contestants finished speaking.

Meng Hailan and the other contestants stood on the stage in order, and the audience was quiet, waiting for the host to announce the results.

The host took the result card from the judges: "I announce that judging from the scores of the judges' teachers this time, the third prize winners are No. 8 player Zhou Li and No. 18 player Chang Yu.

The second prize was won by No. 5 player Chen Yun and No. 15 player Zhang San, who won the first prize...... By the end, he looked around. Obviously unwilling to say it easily.