Yue didn't speak to the wind. No matter how well he was, he would be freezing if he stood for an hour in the cold wind.

Finally, the headmaster finished, but after that, he added: "today is the first day of our school after the winter vacation. Let's let Yue Tingfeng, who was very outstanding in the last semester, speak on behalf of the students."

Yue listened to the wind and wondered when it was going to end. Suddenly, Lu xiuche hit him.

Yue Tingfeng: "why?"

Lu xiuche said in a low voice, "let's go up and talk."

"Me?" Yue Tingfeng frowns. Are you kidding me?

When he looked up, he found that everyone was looking at him. Yue listened to the wind and drew his lips.

Song saw Yue listen to the wind did not move, quickly came over: "listen to the wind students, the headmaster let you up to speak on behalf of the students."

"I didn't prepare for anything. Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Yue listened to Feng frowning. He didn't like such a sudden thing.

Song urged: "I don't know. Maybe the headmaster suddenly remembered it. Just go up and say something."

Lu xiuche laughed and beat: "go, go You see, everyone is waiting for you. "

Yue Tingfeng stares at him. Everyone in the school is looking at him. He has no choice but to walk up slowly.

After he went up, the headmaster whispered: "listen to the wind, headmaster look after you, come on."

In fact, the headmaster regretted that he had just asked Yue to listen to Feng's speech. He didn't give Yue any time to prepare, but he thought it would be no problem for the gifted youth.

Yue Tingfeng adjusted the height of the microphone and swept the students below. He had no burden at all.

Facing the cold wind, he opened his mouth: "Hello everyone, I'm Yue Tingfeng..."

Yue Tingfeng didn't talk to the headmaster for half an hour. He only spent three minutes. When he finished, the audience applauded like thunder.

Down from the stage, in the eyes of all the students, Yue Tingfeng walked back to his class without expression.

Lu xiuche rammed him, "good boy, you said you were not ready, all you said were good, much better than the principal said."

Yue listens to Feng Bai and looks down on him. Even if he is not ready, he is better than the principal?

Because the students don't have the heart to listen to you, they just want to finish it.

The director of the education department yelled on the stage: "after the opening ceremony, the class teachers will take the students back to the class."

So, after a while, there was no one on the playground.

Back in the class, the first class has not been a few minutes, Mr. Song gave you a warm, let you study hard in the new semester, of course, do not have a home, I do my best.

The bell rings after class. The first class ended in all kinds of whipping and chicken soup.

……

After a day's class and dinner in the evening, Lu always asked, "how about the first day of school?"

"Very good, back to school, very kind."

"Although it's important to study hard, you should also pay attention to your health. Don't stay up late at night."

"I see, Grandpa. I'm finished. Take your time."

After his son left, he was more uncomfortable facing Laozi eastward. "I've finished eating too, Dad. Take your time."

Go back to the room and look east to breathe a sigh of relief.

In the middle of the night, he was choked up and got up to go to the toilet. When he came back, his mobile phone rang. He took a look at it vaguely, and then the whole person was not good.

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