Song Yu's eyes finally fell on the stack of papers in Xie Sui's hand, "What is this?"
Xie Sui smiled: "The speech of the freshman representative."
Song Yu took it over and flipped it over, and tutted, "This is the first treatment in the city. Are you nervous when you speak in front of a grade?"
It's an odd question.
Xie Sui gave numerous speeches in his past life, in companies, colleges, and technology summits. Faced with people of all ages, men and women, ordinary and successful, domestic and foreign, and outsiders in the industry. How is it possible to have stage fright because of a high school freshman's speech.
But when he listened to Song Yu's words, he smiled playfully, his eyelids drooping slightly: "A little."
Song Yu has forgotten the shame of A66, Lagrange and 135 degrees, and he is kind-hearted and warmly comforting: "Don't be nervous, I will buy someone to join you, applaud for ten yuan, and call for fifty yuan. , go up and send 100 yuan to spend, I will reimburse you for the purchase, and bring friends with you and there are benefits, the more people there are, the higher the benefits."
Ma Xiaoding listened in the back, raised his hand to sign up: "Brother Yu, are there any extra rewards for acquaintances?"
Song Yu said lightly: "There is no additional reward for acquaintances, you are free labor."
Ma Xiaoding withdrew his hand aggrieved.
Xi Bowen laughed out loud.
Xie Sui hooked her lower lip.
The classroom was noisy for about half an hour.
The head teacher finally arrived late. The head teacher of Class 1 of Senior 1 is an English teacher. The woman, surnamed Ou, looks very young. She is wearing high heels and a white suspender skirt. As soon as she walks in, she smells of high-end perfume. This female teacher, Song Yu is still a little impressed. In "Gentle Control", Xie Sui High School has always been harassed and cold violence, and she is more or less half of the responsibility.
Vanity and snobbery, in her mind, the student's family background is the first, the grades are the second, and she has no background and no grades, she will not give you a look.
Mr. Ou stepped on high heels to the podium, holding a list in his hand, casually instructing two thin boys sitting in the front row, his voice was also warm and thin: "You guys go and move the student handbook."
The two little boys stood up awkwardly and responded in a panic: "Okay."
Miss Ou fluttered her long hair and showed a smile to her classmates: "Hello everyone, I'm your class teacher for three years in high school. My surname is Ou and my name is Ou Yilian. You can call me Teacher Ou." Then, she introduced A bunch of their glorious resumes, what university they graduated from, how many years they have studied abroad, and how many outstanding students they have taught. He also deliberately squeezed his throat, which can be said to be very hypnotic.
Song Yu listened to her speech and just wanted to feel sleepy, so he opened the window a little, and the night wind from Jingcheng blew in, making it cool.
He rubbed his eyes and bumped Xie Sui with his arm: "call me after she's done bragging, and I'll sleep first."