Soon, Li Jiayin's third class also ushered in the appearance.

Obviously, with the support of local tyrants, they are taking the beauty style.

There is a good saying, whether it is strong or not is just a version of the matter, and whether it is handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime, although their third class is destined not to achieve too good rankings in this school sports meeting.

However, the appearance must be handsome and eye-catching, and it will be over when you are in the limelight.

Therefore, after the third class appeared, it was not surprising that they received an exclamation from the audience, without him, compared to other classes that were also dressed up with heart but obviously did not have krypton, they were a little too serious.

Li Jiayin squeezed in the crowd, only hating that the two green onions in his hands were not big enough to cover his face.

Sometimes, life is such a coincidence, she herself is not too tall, the standard is 162 dwarfs, and the height of the original owner is even more worrying than hers, it is estimated that it is for the character of the little soft girl, the original owner 160 is wooden, so when she is lined up according to the height of the head, she is deservedly ranked at the front, facing the audience, also, facing the lens of the people who eat melons.

Li Jiayin doesn't like to take pictures very much, the deep reason may be that she is personally dissatisfied with her appearance, in short, she is a person who didn't even take graduation photos of her college class, and the graduation photos taken by her force also blocked most of her face.

Just such a person, let her hold two green onions in her hands, exposed to the cameras of her classmates, and there is no pimple in her heart, that is impossible.

Therefore, even if she knew in her heart that the original owner's body looked much better than herself, she bowed her head and avoided the camera throughout the whole process.

However, the slogan that must be shouted in front of the rostrum, Li Jiayin still shouted very loudly.

"The third class goes out, there is no grass, overlooking the eighth middle school, I am the only one."

The second middle school is the real middle two, the kind of middle two that can never be shouted by a single person, and can only be expressed in the crowd.

The leaders of No. 8 Middle School uncharacteristically do not have the habit of liking long speeches, and they don't look like school leaders.

Therefore, the opening ceremony of the entire school sports meeting, the most time spent, is actually the time when the students of each class appear, whether the leader's speech is 800 words or not, and the official project of the school sports meeting was started very neatly, which is satisfactory.

The competition officially began, which means that the broadcast script can be handed in.

The radio script that everyone should hand in has been collected and handed over to the school by the study committee yesterday, and it can be close to the third class, and everyone's language and English are not much worse, so there will not be this kind of oolong that writes a radio script and is returned.

And after the start of the competition, it is also the time when the study committee starts to rush for performance.

The sports committee has already brought the 'athletes' who need to participate in the competition to check in, and since everyone is an amateur player, it is estimated that there is no hope of scoring the class by relying on the results of the competition, so they can only rely on the number of radio scripts to read out the number and paint the face of the class.

Sprinting and throwing events are taking place, and accordingly, the school radio station is broadcasting the content in real time.

While following the leader to stand on the railing and cheer for the participants in the class, the study committee member turned his head and urged the students who currently have no project: "Do you have any additional broadcast scripts that you haven't handed in, give me all the sprints, shot put, and javelin, and I'll hurry up and hand them in after this round." ”

After all, there are a few people who want to use the radio script to score a wave of conduct like Li Jiayin, but everyone still has a sense of collective honor, and they all know what the study committee members are urging the broadcast script for, even if they don't have it in hand, there are many students who move their hands while cheering.

At this time, Li Jiayin had already taken off the wig on her head, and her clothes had not been changed for the time being because of inconvenience, and the two green onions on her hands were stuffed into her schoolbag.

Originally, the cheerleaders in the class wanted her to use the two green onions in her hands as glow sticks, but she couldn't agree to this kind of image-ruining thing. Who can withstand this, this kind of opening can't be opened.

Seeing the draft of the study committee's urging, Li Jiayin's heart swelled up with a sense of pride for the first time in a long time.

It's time for me to pretend to be (phew) and show myself.

Li Jiayin silently picked up the schoolbag he put aside, ignored the two green onions inserted in the schoolbag, and took out a stack of A4 paper from it.

At a cursory glance, there are about 20 of these A4 papers.

At first, the study committee thought that this was prepared by her for the students who did not bring their school bags, and was about to ask her if she still had pens, but when she looked closely, there were still words on these A4 papers.

Well?

"This is my radio script, there are about four articles on a piece of paper, and I was in a hurry to cut it when I wrote it, so please help me cut it? Or I can cut it myself now. ”

The study committee members were all stunned, and their words were a little stumbling: "You, you cut it yourself, and then give me the total number as well, so that I don't make a mistake when I give you a score for conduct." ”

Li Jiayin hummed, manually folded the pile of A4 paper in his hand, tore it directly from the middle with a brush, and then folded and tore the two halves in half again, and then counted the papers in a very skillful money-counting posture and handed them to the study committee: "There are eighty-eight articles in total, do you want to click again?" ”

The study committee member took the radio script in her hand a little numbly, and was ready to classify her at the same time as the count.

At this time, you can take it out.,It's obviously what I wrote before.,Although I don't know where she squeezed out the time.,After all, everyone's homework is still quite a lot.。

However, after counting, the study committee member found that something was wrong: "Are these broadcasts all morning projects?" ”

Li Jiayin nodded as a matter of course and replied, "Yes, I didn't bring it in the afternoon or in the next few days." ”

"Then, the number of broadcast scripts of the subsequent projects is about the same as this?"

Li Jiayin smiled: "No, the number of the days I had the competition was a little less, just twenty or thirty articles, and when I wrote it, I always felt that I was praising myself, something was wrong." ”

Turtle tortoise. The study committee member looked at her eyes, a little bit of a mountain up, sure enough, the experimental class Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, who would have thought that such a student, who usually looks inconspicuous and has a very average Chinese score in the monthly exam, can shine so brightly in the radio script?

This is simply the score of a whole class by one person, and the MVP of the whole audience is none other than her, even if one of them is not read, it is also a long face for the class.

Think about it, other class school committees took so many pieces of paper to the radio station to hand in the manuscript, and she directly took a stack, which is absolute suppression. The study committee member patted Li Jiayin on the shoulder and said one word from the bottom of his heart: "Cow." ”