Monday morning.

Zhang Hai called the two people to the office.

"It is also the school's rule to ask you two to review in public. I hope you won't feel any psychological burden and study hard for the exam in the last month and a half."

"I understand, teacher."

Yu Mobai nodded playfully, but he really didn't take it seriously.

At eight o'clock, the flag-raising ceremony has begun.

Behind the podium, two people appeared furtively.

The students on the playground were standing. In front of them, the moral education teacher was criticizing their actions.

"Have you written the review?"

"You really did something I wouldn't even dare to do."

Can this be said?

"The better the quality of the forest, the more red romance there will be outside the school!"

"Then I'm better than you. I didn't even get a blank piece of paper."

Two simple sentences attracted everyone's attention.

Yu Mobai put his hands in his pockets and said, "I'll go up first in a while and plan to have a big one!"

"Hello, classmates and teachers, I am Yu Mobai, Class 3, Class 6, Senior High School."

Yu Mobai walked up to the stage with a smile. On the podium, there was still Li Mai, "Teacher, what I say may be a little exciting later, but the starting point is good, you have to stick to it."

"Okay, then I'll keep the story short."

Even Dong Yike didn't expect that Yu Mobai would dare to say such words, and he was laughing so hard behind the stage.

"Not only are there classmates, but also seniors and juniors!"

"Ji Mushu!"

The moral education teacher's face was bruised and purple with anger, and the two of them started to grab the wheat on the podium.

When the moral education teacher heard this, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and he ran all the way from the playground.

Damn it, does this kid have water in his head?

Yu Mobai, if you really have something to say, he can handle it!

Ji Mushu, who was standing below, had a gloomy face at this time, clenched his hands tightly, and had the intention of killing him.

"The microphone works fine, you can start directly."

Chicken Soup for the Soul must be paired with some music to make it look good.

"Even if you are really in love, if you delay your studies and fail to get into college, the loss will be huge. You can't just look at the immediate future, you must have a long-term perspective!"

"So don't give up an entire forest for a piece of grass, everyone!"

Dong Yike held a piece of white paper in his hand and said, "Just pretend and get through."

The moral education teacher urged in the audience, "Don't waste time."

Yu Mobai didn't listen and wanted to continue talking.

"The only girls you can contact are girls from one class!"

"Quiet! Quiet!"

The moral education teacher staggered after hearing this. He already had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Then I discovered that you can't waste your prime years of youth just for studying. You still have to talk about love!"

"The more romance there is, the more comfortable you will be!"

Seeing the last BGM in his heart reaching its climax, Yu Mobai took hold of the moral education teacher's hand, snatched the wheat to his mouth, and shouted out the last thing he wanted to say,

"Friendly reminder, the higher the score, the better the quality of the forest!"

Yu Mobai asked, leaning on the podium.

He left the moral education teacher alone in a daze on the podium, while he jumped down with a smile.

The students below responded in unison.

"Yu Mobai!!!"

The moral education teacher shouted regardless of her appearance, with veins popping out on her neck, "Teacher, teacher! Bring all the students back to class!"

Yu Mobai cleared his throat, looked at the reactions of his classmates in the audience, and then said with a smile, "Seventeen years old is the most memorable day in our lives, because it carries the memory of our youth."

Besides, is there anyone in college who is prettier than me?

She has enough confidence in her appearance, huh, this liar!

"Then let me tell you, there are a lot of people like her in college!"

Who didn't grow up listening to sad pop music?

The voices of support grew louder and louder, but the teacher's shouts were only a drop in the bucket.

"That's right, why waste time? Isn't it great to fall in love?"

Many people in the audience started to boo, and the situation got a little out of hand.

"No, I never write about that stuff."

"Just like what happened last week, I went back and reflected on it for a long time."

"When you work hard to get into college, there will be a vast forest as far as the eye can see!"

Ask him to review what he is talking about?

"Then let me ask you a question, who is the most beautiful in our high school!"

The students below are even praised, and Feng Linhao is one of them.

Beautiful eyes can shine even in winter.

All the students couldn’t believe their ears!

Yu Mobai glanced around and saw that the stage was full of spectators. It really felt like a concert.

In fact, the most important thing is that the culprit who took the lead in "making trouble" is still tearing things apart on the stage.

What is being discussed?

Even the moral education teacher in the audience was confused. What kind of medicine is this guy selling in the gourd?

"In the three years of high school, all you met was a back garden. How many girls are there in total?"

"Dele!"

As the saying goes, the law does not punish everyone.

After all, the three major music giants in the non-mainstream era are not just talk.

"That's awesome, I support you!"

"Teacher, I have one last sentence, please let me finish!"

"Wow"

Just say it, why are you dragging me along?

Soon, the moral education teacher called Yu Mobai up, "Yu Mobai, come up and read your examination!"

Yu Mobai glanced at the moral education teacher and spoke faster, "It's okay to fall in love, but I hope everyone will take a longer view."

"Like me, I am already in my senior year of high school and will graduate soon. Now it seems that I have wasted three years and will graduate soon."

Yu Mobai nodded, gave him a reassuring look, and then changed the subject.

Yu Mobai blew into the microphone to check the sound.

When the moral education teacher heard that he was getting down to business, he calmly walked into the queue with his hands behind his back to see if anyone was moving or not listening carefully.

I don’t know how many people can understand this sentence, but Yu Mobai has completed his task.

The prelude to the BGM in his heart has begun, and Yu Mobai begins his performance.

Isn't it a review?

The moral education teacher hurriedly ran to the front desk and shouted in a low voice, "Yu Mobai! I didn't ask you to give a personal introduction. Why did you ask me to go up and talk about the key points!"

However, the students were all noisy, and there was really no way to get them to calm down for a while.

Sure enough, he didn't take the usual path.

Is this a topic we can talk about now?

"This is a divine man!"

At this time, the moral education teacher had already ran onto the stage and grabbed Yu Mobai, "You little bastard, do you know what you are talking about!"
To be continued...