There are four good classes in the 13th class of Linxian No. 1 Middle School, there are ten ordinary classes, the students' grades are high and low, but the teachers who teach are not good or bad, they are all good at teaching, the old man can also lead a good class, and now he takes the ordinary class just to leave the opportunity to young people, teaching can make but the competition is not good, the old men in this competition are full of strength to get a place, and kill the prestige of the recent good class teacher.

Hou Jianhong's desire to win and lose was very prominent in this competition, and he thought that the students in his class must strive for the next ranking, get an encouragement, and then establish an upward heart.

The excellent performance of the first good class made the 342 class demoralized, and they felt that the gap between their class and the good class was too big, and there was no doubt that there was no chance of winning this game.

One by one, they whispered.

Say, "Look at the formation!" ”

"Our class is out of play."

"It's the end of the calf!"

Hou Jianhong heard that the morale of the students in the class was low, and he felt very uncomfortable, he cleared his throat and said to the students in the class: "Don't be afraid, believe in yourself, we rehearse every day, we have worked hard for so long, now is the harvest time, when we are like usual, just kick the positive step and sing well." ”

After some words, everyone quieted down, and the surrounding crowd was still noisy, but everyone's heart in class 342 was indeed very calm, and the 56 heads were floating past the scenes of the past rehearsals, the sweat that flowed, and the grievances they had suffered should not fall down at this moment.

The four good classes have all finished performing, the dispute between the top students is like a fairy fight, you sing English and I sing Cantonese, your female team leader is beautiful and mine is even more beautiful, and even one class made up a song by itself, and the lyrics integrated the learning content and the class number of their own class, which caused the audience to cheer.

The most nervous at this moment is the history teacher, who is the head teacher of class 340, who is usually eloquent and dismissive of the school's decision-making, but at this time he is faintly uneasy.

He thinks that the school learning to run is the form, so he is not interested in rehearsals, and sure enough, there is no gain if there is no pay, a boy kicked his shoes away when he kicked the step, he ran out with a red face full of sweat and a break, the school leaders on the viewing platform held back and did not laugh, more than 3,000 students in the audience at this time more than 1,000 laughed and bent over, and 500 people laughed and breathed, and the remaining 1,000 did not see so they did not laugh, and waited until they heard others say that someone in the 340 class ran and lost their shoes and began to laugh again.

The history teacher glanced at the viewing platform with a dark face, and then at the student who picked up the shoes and left, and he felt ashamed and had no face to see people.

The sun in December was still scorching, and more than 3,000 people on the playground breathed together causing the air temperature to rise, and some weak students who could not withstand the high temperature and low oxygen fell, which attracted the exclamation of some students next to them.

Feng Huanhuan wished that person was herself, so that she didn't have to play, such a hot weather and her kidney deficiency were easy to have problems, she longed for herself to fall, as long as she fell, she could temporarily escape, but God didn't give her this opportunity, her body, which usually catches a cold when the wind blows, is particularly strong today.

Finally, a whistle sounded, the 342 class came on the field, 56 people worked together to kick and shout slogans, and the team leader was Wei Yuan, the sports committee, with a big voice and a good image.

Muyang seemed to be possessed by the god of war, and he didn't drop the chain again at this moment.

"Turn right, stand upright, take a break, stand upright."

Wei Yuan's loud voice is the brightest voice in the audience, and he doesn't need a microphone when reporting the number of people to the leaders, and he can let the school leaders on the stage hear it clearly when he speaks directly.

If the voice is strong and can win the award, the champion must be Wei Yuan's, which no one will question in the 342 class, if there is, he is deaf.

Wei Yuan faced the whole class, facing the 3,000 audiences behind the 342 class, and commanded in an orderly manner, the students in the class were also very powerful, and the tunes they sang were all on point, and Hou Jianhong designed a small easter egg after singing, that is, a few students in the class were needed to pose for a pose, this is Hou Jianhong's nirvana, he found that all the classes did not do this aspect of the performance, so he thought about innovating himself, maybe the leaders of the people can give themselves extra points.

Feng Huanhuan had a big stone in her heart at this time, she finally didn't have to perform, and then she just had to obey the order to get off the field, but she forgot to make a move at this moment, and when she reacted, she was already a beat slower than others.

It's over, and I have dragged the class back and affected the honor of the class.

She was full of self-blame and remorse, but she held back her tears and didn't let the tears stay, Wei Yuan turned to the right, and everyone walked away from the viewing platform, and the game continued.

The class that finished the competition stood in line on the green lawn, and continued to wait for other classes to compete, and there will be judges and teachers to score after a class performance, and the scoring rules are to remove the highest score, remove the lowest score, and the average score in the middle.

The current score of the 336 class is 9.7 points, which is the highest in the field.

The class of 339 is 9.5 points, ranking second.

The 337 class is 9.3 points, ranking third.

Three good classes accounted for the top three, but when the 342 class came out on the radio, removing one of the highest scores and one of the lowest scores, the whole class was boiling with a final score of 9.35.

Mu Yang sneered at Lao Hei and said, "Hey, this group of people in our class, what are you happy about before the game is over, and you should cry again when you come to a high score later." ”

Lao Hei smiled: "Forget him, just do your best, focus on participation." ”

When the game ended, the 342 class lost to the 346 class by 0.5 points, everyone felt sorry for it, and Hou Jianhong comforted everyone on the podium in the evening: "The focus is on participation, we have done our best." ”

Although the old man didn't seem to have much, he smoked harder than usual when he walked out of the classroom to smoke.

Someone in the class whispered, saying that the points that could have been deducted in the class were all because of that one.

Of course Feng Huanhuan knew that she was talking about herself, she cried when she thought that she had harmed the class and failed to get the ranking, and all of a sudden the surrounding students surrounded her, some people thought that Muyang was bullying Huanhuan, and she raised her hand to teach Muyang a lesson, Xin Hao Feng Huanhuan explained in time, and Muyang was saved from being poisoned.

Everyone knew that she cried because of the mistake in the game, and began to comfort her, and Muyang would not comfort the girl, so he sat next to her and helped hand over a tissue, so that she could wipe her tears and brush her nose.

A girl named Qiu Yu patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "It's not your fault, it's that our skills are not as good as others, people 346 is a good performance, don't cry, it's okay, you see that no one blames you." Everyone on the sidelines said that no one blamed her, and they relaxed.

Tengfei came over and comforted her: "Huanhuan is fine, I see who is talking nonsense, I will help you beat him." ”

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After some persuasion from everyone, Feng Huanhuan stopped crying, the running and drill competition came to an end temporarily, and life was on the right track again.