At a quarter past eight, with the arrival of Zang Xianyong, director of the competition committee, the team leader meeting officially began.
In addition to explaining the precautions and clarifying the responsibilities of the team leader, another thing is to announce the students who will speak on behalf of all the contestants at the opening ceremony tomorrow.
Seeing that Xu Jing was listening seriously, Fan Shiguang couldn't help but want to kill his vigor when he rolled his eyes.
"Don't think about it, do you think Jiang Fuyue can speak on stage? In the past, this kind of opportunity was usually given to local students from the imperial capital. It is said that they must have a certain family background. Don't even think about coming from other places like us. !"
At this moment, Director Zang Xianyong just spoke—
"Let Jiang Fuyuejiang, a student from Linhuai, speak on stage this year. Do you have any objections?"
Xu Jing was taken aback.
Fan Shiguang was already dumbfounded: "He he he he... Who are you talking about? Did I hear correctly?"
Xu Jing grinned, smiling like a spring breeze: "Hey, you can think about it now."
Qin Bing, the deputy director sitting next to Zang Xianyong, almost didn't react when he heard the name "Jiang Fuyue".
After he reacted, his eyes changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Director Zang, you may not understand that you are in charge of the CMO for the first time this year. According to the usual practice, the opportunity to speak on stage is usually given to our local students in the imperial capital, which can be regarded as an expression of welcome as the host. with passion."
"Oh? And this practice? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"This..." Director Qin wiped off his sweat and smiled apologetically, "There are indeed."
Several other people also nodded.
Zang Xianyong: "Is that so..."
Just when Qin Bing thought he was going to re-elect and withdraw his previous decision to let Jiang Fuyue speak, Zang Xianyong suddenly laughed loudly—
"Rules can also be broken. It doesn't have to be done in the same way as before, right? Since it is a new CMO, it should have a new look and new vitality. Maybe there will be new gains in the end. What do you think? , Director Qin?"
"Yes, yes, you are right. The CMO has been in business for decades. Otherwise, it is better to continue to innovate. But we are the host after all, and it is also a tradition to let local students take the stage..."
"Hey," Zang Xianyong raised his hand to interrupt, "I personally think that CMO is essentially a platform for competition and competition. You don't need any enthusiasm or welcome. You just need to show your best level and try your best to complete the exam. , that is the greatest respect for this stage, what do you think?"
Everyone immediately echoed: "Director Zang's opinion! CMO is a competition, too friendly and it loses the tension it should have. When it comes to the IMO international arena, other players don't care who they are. Fight and bite."
"That's the reason, let them get used to it in advance."
"I agree with what Director Zang said."
"I also think it's time for CMOs to have something new."
"..."
Zang Xianyong nodded with satisfaction: "Since everyone thinks so, and Jiang Fuyue is the first in the joint exam and has a perfect score, is there any problem with letting her speak on behalf of all participating students?"
"No problem, no problem."
"I feel pretty good too!"
"Yeah, Jiang has a lot of influence on the Internet, and this is also a positive publicity for our CMO!"
Everyone agreed, and finally Zang Xianyong smiled and looked at Qin Bing aside: "What do you mean, Director Qin?"
Qin Bing smiled brightly: "Director Zang is still considerate, I absolutely support and agree with 120,000 points!"
"Okay, that's it! Where is Jiang Fuyue's team leader teacher?"
Xu Jing stood up: "Director Zang."
"Oh, so it's you, Xu Jing! I recognize you! In the last Romanian Masters, your students were very impressive."
"Director Zang has a good memory, and he still remembers it after such a long time."
"As expected of you, no wonder you can teach such an excellent student as Jiang Fuyue. Go back and let her get ready to speak on stage tomorrow."
"OK."
…
inside the room.
"On stage?" Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, "Me?"
Xu Jing nodded: "Yes."
Tan Jiaxu and Chen Cheng, who came together, had bright eyes: "Didn't you say that only students from the imperial capital are eligible to speak?!"
Xu Jing laughed: "It was changed this year." It was specially changed for Jiang Fuyue.
Tan Jiaxu: "It's the first time!"
Chen Cheng: "Sister Yue Saigao!"
Jiang Fuyue didn't care, just spoke: "Okay."
…
At the same time, Fang Liuliu's room.
In order to make her daughter live more comfortably, when she checked in, Liu Kaiyan asked the front desk to upgrade her to a penthouse suite.
Two spacious bedrooms, a large living room surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, and an ultra-luxury bathroom, steam room, jacuzzi, and visual LCD screen.
At that time, Fang Liuliu was soaking in the bathtub. The milk bath soup made the whole water surface appear milky white, and the lavender bath salt filled the whole space with aroma, which became more rich under the steaming water.
While drinking milk tea, she watched a movie, and there were mobile phones and ipads on the storage table at hand for easy access at any time.
"Why haven't you called yet?" She glanced at the time and muttered softly.
Didn't it say that around nine o'clock there would be an official call informing her to speak on stage tomorrow
Although it was just a process, and the selection of her was a certainty, but Fang Liuliu didn't feel at ease for a moment without getting accurate information.
I waited another ten minutes, still no call.
She ran out of patience, thought about it, and called Liu Kaiyan.
The other end rang for a long time before it was connected—
"Hey Mom, what are you doing?"
"... doing beauty treatment, what's wrong?"
"Why does your voice sound a little hoarse?"
"Oh, I choked on drinking water just now, and coughed a bit hard, probably hurt my vocal cords."
"All right."
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong on the phone?"
Fang Liuliu pursed her lips: "Mom... Didn't you say that there will be a notification call around nine o'clock? It's half past nine now, and I almost passed out in the bathtub. Why haven't I received a call yet?"
"What did you say about speaking on stage?"
Fang Liuliu was speechless: "Otherwise what else?"
"Your dad The one who called, there shouldn't be any problem, just wait a little longer."
"Oh well."
But until eleven o'clock, Fang Liuliu almost stared at the phone screen, and the notification call still didn't come.
Her mood went from anticipation and joy to loss and fall, and now it was like being soaked in ice water, with the chill penetrating into her bones.
At this moment, she saw the 99+ message reminder in the group, and clicked on it anxiously, and the next second was like being struck by lightning—
[Is that the student Jiang Fuyuejiang who scored perfect in the national entrance examination and ranked first in the country?]
[Otherwise there is a second full score?]
[My god, I'm going to meet a real person tomorrow, what a chicken jelly!]
[When my good buddy participated in the Wujing before, he always told me how amazing Jiang Fuyue was, how powerful she was, and she basically had her exams, and she never got less than full marks. I thought she would retire after winning the IPhO and IOI gold medals, but I didn't expect to see her in CMO.]
[Fuck! Vertical and horizontal three subjects, winning gold twice? Please take your baby's knees.]
[Boom! I am a little fan of Luna. The video of the little red guy from R country that was released on the Internet was really fierce. It made my blood boil. I want to ask if Luna still lacks leg pendants? No money, bring your own tape, the kind that sticks tightly.]
[I, I, I am the face of the moon god! There are hundreds of beautiful pictures in the mobile phone, and I can’t wait to lick the screen all the time!]
[Drool is about to flow upstairs, wipe it off quickly, no thanks. Sister Yue is still in the group, so pay attention to her image.]
[That... who of you dare @月神?]
[Anyway, I dare not.]
[I'm afraid of being accidentally injured by the invisible aura of domineering, I'd better stay away.]
[You are too cowardly! Look at mine—well, I slipped too.]
…
This is a large group of CMOs this year, more than 200 people, you can say something to each other, and the screen will be refreshed every minute.
Fang Liuliu started from the first post, and it turns out that the group has become lively since 9:00 a.m., and there is only one topic around—Jiang Fuyue!
This name runs through from the beginning to the end, and the worship and kneeling and licking of the crowd almost overflow the screen.
What made her most unacceptable was that the person who would speak on stage tomorrow was not herself, but Jiang Fuyue!
"No... Impossible..."
But the group has long been screened by this news—
[Support Luna!]
[In my mind, there is no one more suitable than Sister Yue to stand on stage and represent everyone.]
[Yes, everyone expects it!]
In the end, even the teachers of the organizer and the leaders of the competition committee spoke one after another to express their congratulations and encouragement.
What's even more absurd is that from the beginning to the end, Jiang Fuyue didn't make a sound, as if all the carnival and excitement had nothing to do with her.
In this regard, everyone did not show any complaints or dissatisfaction.
It's just weird!
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Second watch, three thousand words.
The third watch is about half past eleven.