The trial reading of the manuscript for the editor who was responsible for writing the manuscript is considered one of her training tasks. Moreover, not any new member has the opportunity to read the manuscript to Yang Shao.
The teacher and senior brother valued her. Meng Chenxi nodded hurriedly.
After Teacher Zhuang walked away, she sat next to the chair where Yang Ju sat and picked up the reading manuscript placed on the small square table. Yang Ju wrote an essay describing the beautiful campus scenery in the current autumn, and at the same time, she described the group portrait of the new student who entered university that matched the scenery.
Meng Chenxi looked carefully three times and confirmed that every word on the manuscript was known to him. After he had no ambiguity, he began to clear his voice and prepare for it.
Yang Jue was holding a golden pen in his hand. This was his habitual movement. He squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes occasionally flew over Meng Chenxi's face.
"The golden leaves, touched by the gentle and honest sun as gentle as the mother's hands, shone bright spots on the foreheads of the students passing by under the tree."
Meng Chenxi's voice spread into the radio studio. Her slender and unique voice quickly attracted everyone's attention.
Some seniors muttered on the other side, perhaps talking about her, a freshman who was the first in the art exam, who really had a little bit of a talent for being attracted by the teacher.
The pen that Yang Ju grabbed in his hand stopped turning, as if he had stopped because of Meng Chenxi's voice.
With a babbling sound at the door, another pair of girls and boys walked in.
"Senior Brother Yang." The two men immediately walked to Yang Shao when they saw Yang Shao and greeted him in a pleasing manner.
Yang Jue simply nodded to the two of them.
The girls and boys turned around and saw Meng Chenxi reading manuscripts for Yang Ju, and were both stunned.
Meng Chenxi read the manuscript seriously, but did not notice the expressions on the faces of the two.
Teacher Zhuang came over and said to the new two people first: "Li Lulu, Zhang Kai. You go to the back, and some things need help to move them."
"Yes, Teacher Zhuang." Li Lulu and Zhang Kai obviously left here reluctantly.
Thinking that someone could read the manuscript for Yang Ju just after he came in, some people could only go to the back to do miscellaneous work. Li Lulu and Zhang Kai are fellow villagers, and they are classmates. The more Li Lulu thought about it, the more angry she became, and she was eager to spit with the fellow villagers on the way: "What kind of sweetness do you say she gave to Teacher Zhuang and Senior Brother?"
"When they recruited, didn't the teachers praise her first? She said she was the first in the art exam." Zhang Kai said.
"I really can't see where she can get first. When the teacher praised her, she stammered and didn't know how to deal with it. Do such a person have the qualities of an announcer? He doesn't have the ability to adapt to the situation at all."
Li Lulu's words are not completely unreasonable. In Zhang Kai's opinion, Meng Chenxi is too thin in appearance, with a pointed melon-shaped face, and her chin is not as plump as Li Lulu. What does Meng Chenxi rely on? Does she rely on Meng Chenxi's voice? He didn't see Meng Chenxi's art exam with his own eyes, and I really don't know what attracted the teachers.
Chapter completed!