Chapter 61: I'm Covering This Scholar (15)
At half past seven, the students stood on the playground in their school uniforms.
In the face of the weekly flag-raising ceremony, many people had secretly yawned when the dean took the stage to speak. Untilβ
"Last week, Huang Ziming, Class 7 of the third year of high school, and Luo Xiaoxiao, Class 8 of the third year of high school, openly fought in the school, causing an extremely bad impact......"
Everyone's waist suddenly stopped aching, their eyes were open, and they were all full of energy, waiting for these two people to come to the stage to review.
"I'll come first." After the teaching director finished speaking, Luo Xiaoxiao took the lead and walked to the stage with his head held high.
Just looking at her posture, I don't know, I thought she was here to receive the award.
"Dear school leaders, dear teachers, dear students, everyone - good morning! Everyone, great work! β
Luo Xiaoxiao's voice was loud, and he opened his mouth full of energy.
It almost makes people want to subconsciously shout "It's not hard!" βγ
Luo Xiaoxiao cleared his throat: "Last week, I and classmate Huang Ziming had a public brawl in the school, and after I reflected on this matter, I am deeply sorry!" β
"As students, we shouldn't fight in the classroom, because it sets a bad example for other students."
"I shouldn't have beaten Huang Ziming's nose and face to be swollen, like a pig's head, which affected the school's mental outlook."
"But I really didn't expect that Huang Ziming looked like a tall man, but in fact he was so weak, and he was easily beaten by me and had no power to fight back."
"Either way, it's because I'm thinking it wrong. Next time, if I encounter such a situation again, I will definitely try my best to devote only one-tenth of my strength to a fair fight with Huang Ziming. β
Many people have already covered their mouths and laughed secretly when they heard it.
And Huang Ziming's face is already the same as a drawing board, colorful and exciting.
Luo Xiaoxiao continued to talk eloquently, and between the words, the three sentences were inseparable from "I was wrong", but in fact, he took the opportunity to belittle Huang Ziming for nothing, but he also told the truth, making him dumb and eating Coptis chinensis, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering.
"Thank you, my review is over."
Luo Xiao bowed elegantly, and the audience applauded like thunder.
It's not like a review, it's like a show.
The teaching director's face was a little dark: "Huang Ziming, it's your turn." β
Huang Ziming's fingers were trembling, and when he was about to pass by Luo Xiaoxiao, he couldn't wait to look at Luo Xiaoxiao like a knife and rip off the flesh from Luo Xiaoxiao's body.
Luo glanced at it and kicked a pebble over.
Huang Ziming didn't pay attention, his feet slipped, "snapped", and he fell in front of Luo Xiaoxiao.
"Oops." Luo Xiaoxiao took a step back: "Classmate Huang Ziming, even if you think that your literary talent is not as good as mine, and you are afraid that your apology is not sincere enough, you don't need to make such a big courtesy." β
The audience burst into laughter again.
Luo Xiaoxiao crossed him, waved his hand to the audience, and returned to his place.
"Luo Xiaoxiao, I don't usually see that your eloquence is so good!"
Luo Xiaoxiao said modestly: "Low-key and low-key, I have never liked to be in the limelight." β
Someone quipped: "You still don't like to be showy?" Seriously, if you change your look, I'm going to fall in love with you. β
Luo Xiaoxiao said reservedly: "Thank you, I love myself too." β
The movement of the eighth class, separated by the distance of six classes, was transmitted to the first class, and there was no sound.
Shen Lan couldn't hear it clearly.
He lowered his eyes.
Wait for Huang Ziming to finish reading the review, and go back to their respective classes.
Shen Lan took out his schoolbag and took out a stack of neatly written papers.
At the top, there is a striking - review book.