This competition also quickly attracted the attention of educational institutions at all levels because of Professor Qian.

The English speech contest has also developed to the current level because of the above layer of advancement:

In order to encourage more outstanding students to participate in this English speech competition, they directly rewarded the summer camp opportunity of Beijing University.

In order for local students to better demonstrate their understanding of cultural exchanges between China and foreign countries.

The venue of the competition is relatively close to the 11th Middle School.

When Lu Ziyu and Song Yue were about to leave, they just finished school.

Lu Qingqing stood on the side of the road, held Lu Ziyu's hand, and cheered her on:

"Ziyu, don't be nervous, play normally."

Lu Ziyu answered, and glanced to the side.

Lu Qingqing followed Lu Ziyu's afterglow and saw Song Yue and Gu Yu on the side:

"Stand here."

The disgust and contempt in the tone are undisguised:

"But don't let some despicable and shameless villain affect your mood."

Gu Yu didn't react, he looked at the mask very casually, and looked at Song Yue:

"Come on."

It was a very simple two words, but Song Yue blushed and nodded vigorously.

Gu Yu stood at the school gate, watching the car go away, and then slowly looked at the light road on the side, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Lu Qingqing noticed that Gu Yu was looking at her, subconsciously took a few steps back, realized his movements, and stiffened his head again, stalking his neck: "What I said is the truth!" ”

Holding the quoted part and saying that others plagiarized, she said shamelessly, no one dared to fight for the first!

"Our Ziyu is better than you!"

The other students more or less ate all the melons under the propaganda of the first class of classmates, and looked at Lu Yu's eyes with some deep meaning.

But standing there, the low-key girl just untied the earphone cable with her fingers and walked forward, as if she didn't hear Lu Qingqing speak.

Lu Qingqing's brain was hot, and she didn't care about persuading her girl, and shook her hand:

"And your ......"

Gu Yu's footsteps stopped, and the black earphone cable in his hand was pulled like this.

Lu Qingqing subconsciously retreated: "You! ”

Seeing that she just raised her eyebrows, she reached out and stuffed the headphones into her ears, and her face was blue and white again.

Gu Yu's eyes raised:

"Tell me about her."

She didn't have any weapons in her hand, her delicate and white right hand touched her left wrist, just such a movement, and she made it with a chic gangsterism:

"Scrap you."

The simple three words, with a great momentum, made the people standing around her instantly silent.

When she left, those who were stunned whispered, and some people peeked at the light reaction of the road.

The face of the girl who played well with Lu Ziyu was extremely bad, and her clenched fingers were also white.

Seeing that everyone else was looking at her, her face became even more ugly: "What are you looking at?!" ”

Peng Xiaolan watched Lu light and fled, and her heart was happy.

Thinking of the previous incident, he paused again, glanced at the direction Lu Yu left, and his eyes moved slightly.

.......

Before the final of the speech began, Song Yue was already nervously drinking the water handed to her by the teacher.

Classmates from other schools are doing well.

The language is beautiful, the expression is fluent, and the down-to-earth is generous, eloquent, and confident.

But no matter how much the other teachers admired, Professor Qian, who was sitting on the main seat, had a calm expression as always.

I don't seem to be very interested in the speeches of the students in front of me.

Song Yue became even more nervous, and the fingers holding the mineral water bottle were unconsciously stirred together.

The teacher who led the team was Mo Yuan.

She is also an English teacher, and after listening to the speeches of several students, she has a general understanding of the strength of the students who came to participate in the finals today, and her confidence in Lu Ziyu and her speech has been greatly increased.

didn't care about Song Yue on the side at all, so he slowly encouraged Lu Ziyu and said:

"Ziyu, don't be nervous later, just play normally, you know?"

Lu Ziyu nodded, his gaze stayed on Song Yue for a moment, and then looked away lightly.

An opponent of this level, she doesn't care about it yet.

Soon, it was Song Yue's turn.

As soon as the girl who was clutching the speech in her hand heard her name, she immediately stood up and took a few deep breaths before she managed to raise her smile and walk to the stage.

Facing the eyes of several teachers on the judges' bench, his heart beat faster, but he quickly calmed down.

With a little nervousness, but a lively voice sounded.

Song Yue's speeches are all written and revised by herself, although the language is plain, but it is all her hard work, so it is also sincere to read, and it sounds like it has the power to infect people's hearts.

Classmates from other schools immediately felt the threat of this girl and couldn't help but listen carefully.

Lu Ziyu didn't listen at all, just lowered his head and memorized an important part of the speech.

An opponent of Song Yue's level, she doesn't care about it yet.

Several teachers on the judges' bench couldn't help but nod their heads in approval relaxedly, and even Professor Qian smiled, as if they were very interested in Song Yue's speech.

Song Yue didn't notice this.

She was still overjoyed that she hadn't dropped the chain today, and she had memorized the speech smoothly throughout the whole process.

He bowed, and walked off the stage with great joy.

The order of speeches was determined by random lottery, so Lu Ziyu and Song Yue were not connected.

There were two other people in front of them who folded the manuscript and memorized it slowly.

Lu Ziyu didn't know the origin of the manuscript, but he saw it at first sight.

The language of this speech was very good, so even though she knew that many of the technical terms in it were still obscure for students of their level, she still reluctantly memorized the entire manuscript --

The English speech contest is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for her.

If she can't pass the math competition, she can only hope for this final.

Otherwise, with her current results, if she wants to go to Beijing University, it is still a little hanging.

His thoughts suddenly deviated, and Lu Ziyu hurriedly calmed down.

In the next second, I heard my name ring.

She tightened her fingers and stood up from her chair.

Song Yue paused, but still raised his hand and applauded.

Lu Ziyu, who was wearing a lotus pink dress and had made a special style, stood in front of the judges and teachers, smiling lightly.

began her speech.

It didn't take long for Professor Qian to reach out and touch the pen on the table, his face sank, but the other teachers were shocked and appreciative, and their attitudes were more serious.

These gradually serious eyes made Lu Ziyu feel more pressured, but she still played a stable role under these pressures and memorized the entire speech.

The room was silent for a moment, and then the teacher from the judges' seat took the lead, and everyone applauded.

Not everyone understood Lu Ziyu's speech, but they could vaguely feel the charm of this speech, those beautiful and fluent language expressions, more attractive than the flowers in the garden--

Professor Qian touched the pen in his hand, his eyes were indifferent:

"This classmate."

Lu Ziyu's heart jumped, but fortunately, her psychological quality was excellent, and she immediately replied humbly:

"Teacher."

Professor Qian glanced at her lightly:

"You wrote this speech?"

Lu Ziyu's face stiffened, and he wanted to say yes, but his lips trembled a few times, but he couldn't say it.

In a flash of lightning, a thought suddenly crossed her mind that made her change her face almost instantly.

Professor Qian is an expert in cultural exchanges between China and foreign countries, and is naturally well-informed......

She hadn't searched on the Internet, which doesn't mean that Professor Qian didn't know the origin of the speech......

For a moment, the girl's face was as pale as paper.

But he still bit his lip: "Teacher......"

She didn't dare to say it too hard, her mind was still racing, how could she solve this matter smoothly, and she heard the respected professor say in a calm tone:

"Do you know where the essence of this speech is?"