Chapter 118: The Competition
"Need help getting water?" I saw Gu Zijun standing in the water room, staring at the water room with his eyes.
Fufeng immediately thought of it, she probably wanted to catch water, and then she was a little tired, but if he could, he tried to help.
Gu Zijun nodded, she was so tired from running that she couldn't speak, and after reaching out and handing the cup to Fufeng, she stood in place and silently buffered her tiredness.
Soon, Fufeng took the water and walked out of the water room, and saw Gu Zijun who was tired.
He took the initiative to help her get the cup, "I'll hold the cup for you, you rest first." ”
"Thank you." Gu Zijun said, "I brought the cup for Nineteen Nian, you can just give her the cup directly in the conference room later." ”
"What about you?" Seeing her like this, Fu Feng was vaguely worried, he originally wanted to accompany her, after all, he was the best friend of Nineteen Nian, and he tried his best to help him.
But seeing Gu Zijun's stubbornness and didn't want to ask him for help, Fufeng didn't dare to say anything.
"You go first, I'll walk slowly, and I'll be there later."
"Okay." Although she promised to go first, Fufeng still reminded one more sentence, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can send a message in the group, or send me a message alone, if you can't hold it, I will accompany her!" ”
"Okay."
After making an OK gesture to him, Fufeng left alone.
Gu Zijun walked slowly in the playground alone, and when he started to go upstairs, Nineteen Nian had already arrived at the conference room.
In the conference room of Nuo University, the seats were full of bustling students, most of whom came to watch, and a small number of contestants sat in the first few rows to prepare for the competition.
Due to the large number of people, the game did not start, so the whole conference room seemed chaotic.
As soon as I entered the conference room, I saw the speech in Nineteen Nian's hand.
A young lady who was a volunteer in a red vest stopped her.
"Are you a contestant who is here to participate in the competition?" The voice is super gentle.
Nineteen Nian nodded and said yes.
The young lady enthusiastically helped her lead the way, "Okay, classmate, please follow me this way." ”
Following the guidance of this young lady, Nineteen Nian sat in the middle of the third row, she came late, and the seats on the edge were occupied by others, only there were many empty seats left in the middle that no one sitted.
Once she sat down, she looked around to see if there were any classmates in her class.
I really saw my classmates at this look.
The squad leader and her table mate sat behind her, the two of them bowed their heads, wearing headphones, and playing mobile games.
When the two looked at each other, the squad leader greeted Nineteen Nian warmly and asked her, "Is the game tense?" ”
"Sort of." Nineteen Nian replied frankly, "What about you?" ”
"I'm okay, after all, I've been participating in speech contests at school since junior high school, and then I've been participating in various speech contests." The squad leader didn't care and said to her, "Don't be nervous, take the award or not, just participate a few more times, and get used to the occasion." ”
"Yes."
"Okay, don't bother you to memorize the manuscript, I'll continue to play the game, come on."
The class leader bowed his head and continued to play the unfinished game with her friend.
After turning around, she then took out headphones and MP3s from her pocket, trying to listen to songs to cushion the tension in her heart.
The effect didn't seem to be significant, and after listening to a song, she was still a little nervous.
At this time, the game had already begun, and the conference room fell silent.
The host took the microphone and read the lines prepared in advance: "Dear teachers, dear students, good afternoon, golden autumn and October ......" 100%.
After the lines are finished, the game begins.
"Next, please ask the No. 1 contestant to perform on stage, and please ask the No. 2 contestant to prepare at the bottom."
Nineteen Nian glanced down at the number of the competition drawn yesterday morning.
On the twenty-sixth, there were twenty-five contestants in front of her, and according to the four-minute reading time per person, it would take more than an hour for her turn, so thinking about it gradually resolved a little bit of tension in her heart.
She listened to the song and looked down at the speech.
"Take dreams as horses and live up to your time; Time passes, but do it and cherish it. What is a dream? It may have been a dream we once had; It, perhaps, is the sweat of our old days......"
Looking at the speech he had written, the more he looked at it, the more energetic he became, so he simply took off a headset and whispered it underneath.
The contestant's voice on the stage didn't seem to affect her recitation.
"Looking at it, I am a big country, with a glorious history of more than 5,000 years, and the literati and writers who appear in it are also endless......" She paused, and came again, "There are Xin Qiji, Su Shi in the front, and ...... in the back."
"Oops! Don't have it before. Due to the relatively narrow space, Fufeng could only slowly walk to Nineteen Nian's side.
He placed the cup in his hand on her table.
"Gu Zijun asked me to bring you water." He sat down as he spoke.
"Where's she?" She knew that it was Gu Zijun's cup, and she was not stupid enough not to know her cup.
Fufeng waved his finger behind him, "Walking behind!" You ran so fast just now that she was tired. ”
"Oh."
She unscrewed the lid of the cup, and a stream of hot white gas rushed upwards.
"Hot water just connected?" She asked again.
Fu Feng nodded, and he also took out his speech, "Didn't you memorize the draft just now?" Did I bother you? ”
"It's really bothering me." Nineteen Nian put down the manuscript in his hand and turned his head to look at him, "But under your influence, I don't want to memorize the manuscript anymore." ”
Throwing the manuscript on the table in front of her, she stretched and complained, "Hey! It's so boring to memorize a manuscript, it's better to chat! ”
"What are you going to talk about?" Fufeng pulled out a slip of paper with the serial number fifteen written on it.
Looking at the note in his hand, Nineteen Nian was surprised: "Did you draw the serial number so early?" I'm the twenty-five. ”
"It's okay, I'll wait for you at the end." Fufeng said to her.
Nineteen Nian nodded seriously, and once the words were opened, the two chatted inexplicably.
Until the end of the third contestant's speech, until Gu Zijun climbed the stairs and his legs were weak, the whole person was almost tired when he found the two of them.
The classmate next to her gave her a seat, and she walked in the narrow space next to her seat.
Seeing Gu Zijun coming, Fu Feng immediately moved two positions to the vacant position next to him, leaving two vacant seats for her to sit on.
"You don't have to move." Gu Zijun motioned for Nineteen Nian to stand up, "I'll sit on her left." ”
After she sat down, Fufeng immediately sat back.
At that time, Gu Zijun was still silently thinking in his heart, the action was really fast enough.
"Where's the manuscript? Will you memorize it? She picked up the speech she had placed on the table.
When it came to the speech, Nineteen Thoughts had a headache, and she dragged her head with a big head, "Alas, it's still early to memorize, at most it's just familiar." ”
"Read a book a hundred times, and see its meaning." Fufeng rubbed her hair, and her words were super gentle, "If you read more, you will naturally recite it, and the same principle as when the boat goes straight to the bridge, come on!" ”