Chapter 239 I have a question about the first prize!
Just as everyone was waiting with bated breath for the host, Mr. Li, to read out the name, someone suddenly came to the stage and shouted a pause.
That person was obviously one of the organizers, but he didn't know why he suddenly stood on the high platform regardless of the process, called the host aside to whisper, and handed him a new hand card.
The host took the card and glanced at it quickly. His undisguised surprise was clearly seen by everyone below. Just when everyone was wondering, he suddenly glanced at Han Junjun sitting in the front row.
A glance of any emotion.
Sun Yumei also caught this look and immediately said flatteringly: "Junjun, your name must be read out. I just saw Teacher Li looking at you!"
Han Junjun thought so too, but she couldn't say that.
Not only did she not respond, but she also thought of an excellent way to reply: "You can't say that, after all, Teacher Li only studied at Guojing University just now. Didn't the name of Qingqing, a classmate in our class, still not be read out?
, maybe it’s her.”
After saying that, Han Junjun couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up!
These words simply used her twenty years of IQ. Not only did she leave a low-key and humble image to everyone, but she also brought Lu Qingqing, who had been hiding behind in an attempt to remain invisible, back into the public eye.
When Teacher Li reads out her name, she can comfort Lu Qingqing with a look of pity, such as, "I thought Qingqing usually performed so well in class and had such a good relationship with Teacher Zhao Ailian, so she could pull it off."
If you say something like "I'm the winner", step on her hard!
After imagining this scene in his mind, Han Junjun was extremely eager to wait for the host teacher to make an announcement soon. Even the people around him who belittled Lu Qingqing just nodded and dealt with it perfunctorily.
The host teacher picked up his loudspeaker again and said, "I'm sorry, teachers and classmates, our judge teacher just told me that there have been some changes in the first prize, but fortunately, this will not affect the results of the previous students.
So we go ahead and announce the winner of the first prize.”
The spectators from other schools in the audience were originally uninterested in who would win the first place because of the host's half-sentence of "Kokujing University."
Wisp of hope looked towards the stage.
Teacher Li stared at the card in his hand and read it three times. After confirming that it was correct, he slowly announced word by word:
"The student who won the first prize this time is Lu Qingqing, a student majoring in fashion design at Kuo Kyo University!"
Han Junjun, who had already raised his buttocks with a smile on his face: "?"
Several eyes around him were divided into two groups, looking at Han Junjun, who was hunched over and stiff in mid-air, and Lu Qingqing, who was lazily leaning on the seat and about to fall asleep.
Even Sun Yumei, who was always eloquent, had her mouth half-covered, dumbfounded not knowing what to say at this time to appease Han Junjun.
Lu Qingqing was not surprised at all when he heard his name. Instead, he stood up without hesitation, straightened his casual clothes that were the same whether they were arranged or not, and walked up to the stage with long strides.
Every step I took I counted silently: "Fifty, one hundred, five hundred, one thousand, one thousand five... three thousand!"
What she is striving for is not medals, but money!
Just when Lu Qingqing counted to three thousand, Han Junjun suddenly came to his senses, and his buttocks that were half raised finally completely detached from the seat.
"Teachers, I raise a question! I have a question about the winner of the first prize! I request that the results be rechecked. Lu Qingqing cannot be the first prize!!"
Han Junjun shouted this sentence almost at the top of his lungs.
The people around her looked at her with a mixture of sympathy and confusion.
Isn't this kid crazy about winning a prize?
A teacher on the stage who had some friendship with South Korea winked at Han Junjun desperately. Even if she almost blinked her eyes, she remained indifferent and stood stubbornly in the audience, asking for justice without shame.
The host on the stage, Mr. Li, looked embarrassed, "Classmate Han Junjun, this is a decision made after deliberation by all the judges and teachers of the competition. It will not be wrong. Sit back quickly and don't disturb the order."
Han Junjun looked at Teacher Li's confused expression and became even more convinced that there must be something behind this matter.
"Then Teacher Li, can you explain why just before the first prize was announced, a teacher suddenly stopped you, and then the first prize became Lu Qingqing. Who was the original first prize, and why did it change hands temporarily?
, shouldn’t you give us an explanation?”
Teacher Li's face became increasingly ugly. He had tried his best to stop the outspoken Han Junjun, but it still didn't help. She had already asked all the questions she needed to ask.
Lu Qingqing stood on the steps to the high platform and looked at him silently with her arms folded, as if it had nothing to do with her.
She knew her own level very well, and she could also guess that the organizer would make such a sudden change. There must be a reason why she had to change, so no matter what kind of devil Han Junjun did now, it would be impossible to change that she was the first prize.
In fact, she enjoyed watching the show.
Teacher Li’s palms were clenched and sweaty. He stood on the stage for the first time but had nothing to say.
As a last resort, he had no choice but to turn his eyes for help to the livid-faced Director He. Director He glanced at him and came over to take over the mess with heavy steps.
In the audience, Han Junjun was still shouting stubbornly, "If the teacher can't give us an explanation, then compare the teachers' ratings and our works together. If you can't give me an explanation today, I, Han Junjun, will not accept it."
!”
Lu Qingqing silently admired this girl's courage to challenge.
However, the next moment, this courage was cut short.
Director He, who was over fifty years old, stood on the stage with a Mediterranean round head and glared at Han Junjun with anger on his face, "Han Junjun, you have to know a reason, right?!"
Han Junjun felt a little timid and hesitant at that moment. Then he thought of the money his father had spent, and felt more confident. He tried to straighten his back and said, "Yes!"
Director He seemed to laugh at Han Junjun's shamelessness and pointed at her without saying anything for a long time.
"Okay, okay, originally we wanted to leave you a trace of dignity, but since you don't take the school and the competition's regulations and systems seriously, then we will no longer cover up for you!"
Lu Qingqing smelled a hint of gossip, and Han Junjun had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Director He gestured toward the darkness, and soon, Han Junjun's work was moved to the stage.
After the coverings on the work were removed, the viewers below subconsciously sat up straighter. Han Junjun's work this time was a long skirt. Even Lu Qingqing was a little surprised when he saw it at first sight, but then there was something strange.
feeling.
There is always something indescribably weird about this skirt, as if it was... spliced together.
Immediately afterwards, several more clothes and a stack of drawings were brought onto the stage.
In an instant, Han Junjun's face turned ashen.
She thought she was done.
Director He arranged several pieces of clothing that were brought onto the stage in a horizontal row. Because there were many items and they were a bit heavy, it was a bit difficult for him to move them.
When Lu Qingqing saw it, he enthusiastically walked up to the stage to help.
Director He looked up with gratitude while sweating, "Thank you, thank you."
"It's okay, it should be."
When Director He heard this young and somewhat familiar voice, he subconsciously raised his head and looked into Lu Qing's clean eyes. The two of them fell silent at the same time.
Lu Qingqing: Shouldn’t I be here?
Director He: Indeed, how about you go down now?
Lu Qingqing sped up and finished moving the things, then quickly slipped aside with a guilty conscience.
Before Director He spoke, Han Junjun had already realized what he would say next, and looked at the stage with a pleading look on his face:
"Director He, I don't want to know anymore. Stop talking. I don't want to pursue the matter of the first prize. Let's stop it here!"