Time flies, and the time in the third year of high school passes quickly, and sometimes a few days pass in the blink of an eye.

Make papers, talk about papers, review, do questions...

Every day is a cycle of reincarnation.

A person's struggle is boring, but in front of him is the struggle of a group of people, he no longer seems boring.

...

At 2 p.m. Wednesday, the senior high school mobilization meeting.

Academic Lecture Hall of No. 13 Middle School.

Under the arrangement of the teacher on site, each class took his seat one by one, and after a loud noise, they all calmed down.

"Stop talking after sitting down!"

Then a host took the microphone to the stage and started the content of today's conference.

The principal still followed the usual process, followed by various encouragement and affirmation.

Class 7 is located in the middle of the entire hall.

"Remember, don't leave after the meeting later, you have to take graduation photos."

"I know, I know."

The students exchanged soft voices, and then became quiet again.

Afterwards, I commend the students who made great progress this time and the excellent class, and also commend several outstanding teachers.

"Next, our first-place student in the liberal arts exam in this monthly exam will be on stage to speak."

The first in the liberal arts class was a petite girl with short hair and a pair of black-framed glasses. She has always been the first in the liberal arts class, and Jiang Chengwen also had a deep impression of her.

She is a girl who looks a little depressed.

Jiang Chengwen stood in the backstage, holding the manuscript prepared in his eyes. It was his turn to go on stage. Yesterday he reviewed the manuscript just in case.

‘This manuscript has no highlights…’

Jiang Chengwen sighed in his heart, wondering whether to do something.

This is a good opportunity. If you do it well, you can do it all.

Although it is not very useful now, the more you have, the better.

After some thought, Jiang Chengwen decided to be more stable. After all, there are so many leaders here, and if they don’t speak well, they will be criticized and fought.

The speech of the number one in the liberal arts was over soon.

Next, the host came on stage again and said: "There are first in liberal arts, and of course there are also first in science. Next, we will invite Jiang Chengwen, the first in science, to come up with our first in science. Welcome everyone!"

"Jiang Chengwen?"

"Isn't it Kong Quan?"

The students in the audience applauded, and most of them were confused. This was the first time they heard the name Jiang Chengwen at a conference.

Over the years, Kong Quan, the first in the science class, has always been in Class 1, and it was the first time that he changed his person.

Jiang Chengwen walked onto the stage and came to the podium under the gaze of everyone.

“It’s pretty good.”

"It's pretty handsome."

"Why didn't I know that there was such a person in our school?"

"I know him. He was over twenty before, and I don't know why he got the first place."

The applause gradually faded, and Jiang Chengwen had already arrived on the podium.

Jiang Chengwen adjusted the microphone and said, "I'm honored to be on the stage today."

"Since the first year of high school, the first in science has always been the same person. I guess our student Kong didn't expect to be fucked one day. I guess he was happy, thinking that I will give a speech at this meeting, and this time it's not me."

The students in the audience were all happy when they heard this.

The first student Kong, who was the first in the grade, sat in the first row and clapped and laughed when he heard this.

"Just, just kidding, let's get to the point."

"Ahem..."

Jiang Chengwen coughed, and then read it according to the manuscript: "Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, our three years of high school are about to pass. There are only 39 days left before the college entrance examination, and the last 39 days..."

The content on the manuscript is a bit boring.

In addition to the fun at the beginning, the others were mostly high-sounding words. After listening to it for a while, the students in the audience felt boring.

Jiang Chengwen was reading while paying attention to the students in the audience.

At the beginning, many people looked up and lowered their heads. Some were talking to people around them, while others were reviewing attentively. More people had empty eyes.

“We should work hard to move upward, we…”

Jiang Chengwen did not continue reading any more, and he paused and put down the manuscript in his hand.

There was no sound on the stage for a long time, and the students below were also stunned.

The leaders and principals who were watching below were also puzzled.

"Why don't you continue to say it? Is there something wrong?"

"It probably doesn't."

The old man couldn't help frowning and thought to himself: "Why did something happen at this critical moment?"

He got up and walked towards the backstage, worried that there would be any impact.

"Why is there no sound?"

"I don't know."

The students all looked up, their eyes a little confused.

There was a noise at the scene.

Han Jing, who was sitting in the audience and watching Jiang Chengwen, couldn't help but feel worried about him.

She was worried and said, "Can't something go wrong?"

The director of the Moral Education Department couldn't help but frown and scolded: "What's the noise? Quiet!"

The noisy synagogue calmed down with this scolding.

Jiang Chengwen put down the manuscript in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

He spoke again: "I could have planned to finish reading according to the manuscript, talk about how to review, how to organize the key points of knowledge, or what wrong questions are..."

"But now I've changed my mind."

As soon as these words came out, the teachers and students on the scene were stunned.

Halfway through the walk, the old Ban stopped and couldn't help but panic: "What's going to do?"

He was a little worried that if he couldn't do it well, it would be an accident.

Jiang Chengwen continued: "Because I saw numbness on most people's faces, impatient and even bored."

"I think this is normal. Sometimes I don't like to listen to these high-sounding words. I'm tired of reading on this stage, and you're tired of listening. So let's give this speech a different way today and just take it as relax."

The responsible teacher on the scene called out softly in the audience: "Jiang Chengwen! What are you doing..."

But he was interrupted by the principal in the first row behind him and said, "Let him continue talking."

The teacher in charge had to retreat after hearing this.

The principal of No. 13 Middle School also felt a strong interest in his heart when he looked at Jiang Chengwen on the stage.

Jiang Chengwen looked calm and said, "Today's theme is about reading and achievements."

"Actually, it's strange. When I study Chinese, I recite so many ancient poems and classical Chinese. Do I still have to recite poems and lyrics when I speak? I learn mathematics so deeply, but do I still need to use function knowledge when I buy a dish? I have to recite so many words and texts in English. I don't plan to go abroad, so why do I learn it?"

"Since these are not needed, isn't reading useless?"

"This statement seems to be correct, and it even became a mess for people after dinner. I once joined in and agreed with them, but later I realized that it was actually a big mistake."

"You can say that grades do not represent the whole, but you can't say that knowledge is useless and reading is useless."

"It's fun. When you climb Mount Tai, you will say that thousands of peaks compete to gather, and thousands of valleys will be in the sky. When you are at the mouth of the sea, you will say that you don't see the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky and flowing to the sea without returning, instead of just saying, "Damn it, it's so beautiful."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised.

Some people spit out fragrant smells.
Chapter completed!