Metropolis: My pain can brush money!

Chapter Seventy-Two He dared to laugh at Huang Chao’s lack of husband!!!

1:40 p.m.

Senior Teacher’s Office.

“Ah, Director Zhou, you said that our class would be interviewed by Sichuan-Chongqing Television?”

Old Liu, the head teacher of the third (1) class of high school, looked at the director of teaching with some surprise and said.

As early as a few days ago, the school was preparing for the interview of “Sichuan-Chongqing Television”.

“Yeah, do you have any comments?”

Extinction frowned and asked.

“Those boys in our class. Not the obedient Lord, I’m afraid.”

Old Liu said with some concern.

“It’s all right. I think the students in your class are very good, besides, doesn’t your class have a class meeting in the afternoon, so it is better to use the time of the class meeting. ”

“I believe they will not let us [Bashu Middle School] lose face.”

Extinction said.

“All right.”

The boss’s life is difficult to violate, and Lao Liu has no choice but to agree to the first math class in the afternoon, Wang Xiaonian was pulled to the bathroom by two good friends.

“Here I go!”

“It’s really windy today.”

October in Sichuan and Chongqing is still quite hot, and most of the students wear short sleeves.

But this afternoon it suddenly changed to a cloudy cloud, and the wind was fierce.

The people who blow it all feel a little cold.

Wang Xiaonian and his senior high school students in the old teaching building, which are wooden lattice windows, are all buzzed by the fierce wind, and feel like they are about to fall down at any time.

The students sitting under the window were a little afraid.

Jingle Bells!

The bell rings for the second class.

This lesson is a class meeting.

The poor students in the class, as well as the recent homework that was not on time and completed on time, looked a little ugly.

Because every class meeting is equivalent to their criticism conference.

Every time Old Liu went to work for class, he had a black face and was extremely ugly.

But today is a little different.

Old Liu who walked into the classroom had a smile on his face, as if he had picked up money.

However, this did not reassure the students, after all, the ancients cloud, things must be abnormal and demon.

Soon…

The students noticed that Lao Liu was still followed by a group of people.

“Uh…”

“This is a reporter from Sichuan-Chongqing Television?”

“Come to our class?”

The students were quite surprised in their hearts, but in turn, they were relieved by the old Liu who was smiling and smiling like a spring breeze.

It turned out that the TV station was coming to our class for an interview.

This is the smiling old Liu.

Class meetings are in class.

Lao Liu first commented on the recent learning situation in the class as usual.

This tone does not know how much softer than before…

Let the big fat, the little fat even have some goosebumps.

“There are still a few months to go before the college entrance examination, and I hope that all students will make 120% efforts to meet the college entrance examination!”

“Don’t let your youth have regrets!”

Lao Liu first made an exhilarating speech, and then invited three students to the stage for a swearing-in meeting in the class.

These three students are respectively represented, ‘Honors’ and ‘Middle’ students in the class.

and ‘poor students’.

After all, they want to let the audience in front of the TV set know the state of students at all stages when facing the college entrance examination.

The first person to speak was naturally Banhua Qin Zhizhi.

So suddenly, Qin Zhizhi was quite nervous, but seeing Wang Xiaonian in the audience, constantly cheering himself up, Qin Zhizhi’s hanging heart also slowly let go.

Qin Zhizhi’s foundation and strength are not comparable to ordinary students.

The performance of this speech made the reporters of Sichuan-Chongqing TV Station nod their heads subconsciously.

Top students are top students!

This rhetoric, the wording, stands out.

The second speaker was a girl with medium grades.

Compared with Qin Zhizhi, she seemed a little nervous and bumpy, but in the end she was finished.

The reporters shook their heads slightly.

This is a lot worse than the previous beautiful girl…

But it is very much in line with the effect of the show.

After the speech, the girl noticed that her performance was not so satisfactory, and her eyes could not help but reveal a little guilt’ and a faint ‘inferiority’.

“Good!”

However, at this time, Wang Xiaonian took the lead in shouting well as the class leader of the third (1) class of high school, and the students usually liked to joke with Wang Xiaonian, but at the critical moment, Wang Xiaonian was ‘the people’s will’.

“Good!”

“Well said!”

Big Fat, Little Fat and Old 1.5 Liu Pinjie, have ignored the reporters’ rumored eyes, and applauded the students in their class, and this middle-looking, middle-grade girl in the class, after hearing such enthusiastic applause from the students, involuntarily showed a smile, and at the same time, also secretly glanced at the direction of Wang Xiaonian…

“The class grows up, it seems that he is really thin, and his appearance is also high!”

After watching Wang Xiao, the girl couldn’t help but blush in the dark passage.

The class teacher Lao Liu on the podium was quite relieved to see this scene in front of him.

I didn’t expect that this Wang Xiaonian still knew how to maintain his classmates!

What a puppet of my squad leader!

Thereupon…

Lao Liu hardly gave any consideration, and the poor student representative asked Wang Xiaonian to speak.

According to the past achievements, Wang Xiaonian is a ‘well-deserved’ poor student.

Seeing Wang Xiaonian standing up, the reporters of the Sichuan-Chongqing TV station in the classroom were inexplicably interested.

Just now it was this little fat kid who broke the siege for the girls in the class, and it didn’t make her feel so embarrassed.

Just exhale, I didn’t expect him to be a bad student!

“Little year, come on!”

Behind Wang Xiaonian, Qin Zhizhi at the same table said in a voice the size of a mosquito and an ant.

If it weren’t for Wang Xiaonian’s good hearing, he really wouldn’t be able to hear.

Wang Xiaonian smiled and glanced at Qin Zhizhi.

Instead, he said with a straight face, “The nine sons of the Dragon Life are different, so there is a difference between an excellent student, a middle student, and a poor student.” ”

“A poor student like me should not give up and not give up.”

“Zheng Zhihua has a song called “Game of Man” that says it very well: [Maybe one day you and I will meet again, open our eyes, and see clearly who the real heroes are.]

When Wang Xiaonian said this, the reporters of the Chuanyu TV Station in the classroom could not help but feel a little frightened.

The teenager in front of him did not shy away from being a poor student.

In addition, he did not feel inferior because of poor academic performance, but was full of affirmation of himself, which is how confident he is.

At the same time, Qin Zhizhi, who was at the same table, once again looked up at Wang Xiaonian, who was speaking passionately, and his mind involuntarily rang out, what he said, ‘I see how feminine Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me as it should be’.

“Finally, there is a sentence for the so-called ‘poor students’ like me.”

“He dared to laugh at Huang Chao’s lack of husband!”

Wang Xiaonian had a straight face and said with a loud voice.

Having said that…

“Good!”

“Good!”

Big Fat, Little Fat and a bunch of bad students in the class, clapping hard, tearing their throats and shouting.