At the awards ceremony, Qiushui High School was completely on fire.

The liberal arts competitions and martial arts competitions in Soviet Province were dominated by students from Qiushui High School, which shocked the scene.

"Next, we invite Su Bei, the top of the liberal arts competition, and Han Xiaoxing, the top of the martial arts competition, how about asking them to say a few words?"

The host Zhen didn't think there were many things, and he pouted into the microphone when he presented the awards.

The student's mind is relatively simple, and after everyone is envious or jealous or disappointed, they will follow suit.

"This ......"

only got the 30th place, and Subei, who originally planned to keep a low profile, was a little helpless. I almost forgot that I was still at the top of the liberal arts competition.

"Quick, Subei, it's time to be on TV!"

Han Xiaoxing said excitedly.

Two staff members next to him handed the microphone, and the camera followed the whole process.

The two soon arrived at the central podium.

"Heroes come out of youth, the back waves push the front waves, you can become the first in Su Province, you must either have talent or sweat. ”

Zhen He glanced at the two of them and asked, "How about it, tell everyone a few words, who will come first?"

Su Bei quietly took half a step back, revealing Han Xiaoxing.

He immediately understood and said happily: "Host, let me come first!"

"Okay, let's invite Han Xiaoxing to talk about the winning experience of the provincial competition!"

Zhen Wei smiled at the camera with a smile on his face.

Then, this focused shot fell on Han Xiaoxing, who had small eyes and white teeth.

At this moment, the entire Soviet Provincial Satellite TV station and various prefecture-level TV stations began to broadcast this glorious moment.

"Students, many of you don't know me, in fact, not long ago, I was a scumbag at the bottom of Qiushui High School. ”

Han Xiaoxing's first sentence made the audience silent. How is it possible, he is a scumbag?

If Han Xiaoxing is a scumbag, then what is the dust of himself underneath?

"In fact, I, like the students in the special training camp of Qiushui High School, we have come here step by step and put in a lot of effort. ”

He continued, but it made everyone in the special training camp shrink their heads a little weakly.

However, the audience and students in the stadium and watching TV took it for granted.

Otherwise, what can change a scumbag?

"Students, I once said on Suzhou Satellite TV that the reason why I can win is because of talent! I'm sorry, I lied!"

He quickly hit the nail on the head and said,

"Actually, I have experienced countless times of despair, I once sat in a barbecue restaurant in Shuhe County, drinking genetic reagents, but I never woke up!"

"I have practiced the Twelve Awakening Diagrams over and over again, contemplating the cause of sitting on the lotus, and the old dragon pushing the cart...... But he failed repeatedly and couldn't wake up. Again and again, do you understand this despair?"

Han Xiaoxing's words suddenly said to the hearts of many people, although many people in the audience are top students, but they have also made great efforts for this.

Not to mention the average qualified students in the expo center and outside the TV station.

"But whenever I'm about to give up, I ask myself. Are you really to the point where you can't hold on to the last hysteria?"

Han Xiaoxing suddenly amplified his tone and voice, as if asking himself, hitting everyone's hearts.

"Your ideal is poetry, your ideal is a dream, your ideal is a distant field, a journey through the world!

"Hold your hands tight, accumulate thick and thin!

"You just have to give, give your time, bet your dignity, give your all, and do your best......

"When others are playing, you are learning, when others are sleeping, you are learning, you are dancing in the middle of the night with tears in your eyes, and you are running against the wind!

"No one wants to be an ordinary person when they are young!"

Han Xiaoxing suddenly shouted hoarsely, as if he had used all his strength, knocking on everyone's souls.

"Despite the ...... of life It will deprive you of what you love, trample on your dignity, trample you under your feet, bruises all over your body, but you—how can you fall!

"Behind you are your beloved, those injuries will become your medals, and they are the best gifts you can give to your future self!

"Because, I also have a dream!"

Han Xiaoxing was emotionally intense, and the original flickering speech of the second middle school seemed to bring himself in.

He held up the microphone and shouted:

"I told myself that one day, I would be standing on a golden stage, with the spotlight on me, the camera on me, and all eyes on me, and I could talk on stage!

"At the moment, I am the only one in the world.

"I want to let my opponents, who despise me and trample on me, know that I want them to say those three words - you won!"

The small figure on the stage, showing its white teeth in the spotlight, seemed to shine.

He finally soothed his tone, and his gaze swept over the audience inch by inch.

"Students, if youth is a footprint, then dreams must be called far away!

"Please believe that life is bright, all things are lovely, the world is worth it, and the future is promising!

"As long as we fight endlessly!"

At this point, he clenched the microphone and put it down gently, facing the camera with his face in a big close-up, with an expression of encouragement and determination.

Everything is frozen in this moment.

Even Su Bei, who was a little behind the stage, was stunned, is this still the arrogant and shameless Han Xiaoxing?

The venue was quiet for two minutes before bursting into applause.

Zhen Wei only raised the microphone at this time and said word by word: "Han Xiaoxing, congratulations, you did it!

The gaffer immediately pressed the controller, and the stage erupted with golden light.

In this light, a messy sound suddenly sounded in the field, and in an instant, it quickly converged into a neat and loud roar-

"You've won!"

The crowd spontaneously shouted.

Han Xiaoxing, who was originally holding the mind of everyone on the stage, didn't think about this result, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, as if there was sand in his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes and took a step back.

However, the momentum in the field has really reached its peak with this retreat.

The audience was full of screams and shouts.

The triennial National High School League has suppressed the students for too long, and this moment is all released.

Only a very small number of people looked gloomy or with cold eyes as usual. Most of them were facing the center of the stage, looking excited and screaming.

There are also a few people with tears in their eyes.

"Han Xiaoxing, thank you for your sincere sharing and enthusiastic speech. Zhen Wei thanked and turned his eyes to look at Subei.

"Next, we have the top of the liberal arts competition, and at the same time, the son of the Dragon King of Kyoto!"

"His name is - Subei!"

The venue was quiet for a moment, maybe the reputation of the top of the liberal arts competition is nothing, but the four words of Kyoto Dragon King symbolize the glory of Xiamen!