446 Yang Lan is in a hurry, the class teacher is tangled
However, none of the roommates spoke, which made Yang Lan anxious.
"What's going on, you have to tell me to solve it."
Yang Lan frowned. The relationship between the two of them has always been very good, so when seeing all the roommates looking so sad, Yang Lan was very anxious and angry, for fear that something would happen.
"Xiaolan, this time..."
Finally, someone spoke, but before he could finish speaking, he was already choked up.
Seeing his roommate's reaction made Yang Lan even more anxious.
"What happened?!"
Another person waved his hand and said with a frown.
"Oh, let's just say it. Our class is probably going to be at the bottom of the poetry competition this time!"
After hearing what his roommate said, Yang Lan was even more confused.
"What do you mean?"
Yang Lan blinked her eyes. She felt that she didn't understand what was going on now. It was clear that her class teacher had called her to the office specifically that day just to negotiate with her about giving up her place in the competition.
The contestant selected by the class teacher Tian Yuan is Mo Han, the student who ranks first in Chinese language in the class. Why is he now saying that he will be at the bottom of the poetry competition...
"We just heard from people in other dormitories outside that our class's Mo Han is sick, and he has acute appendicitis. His parents just came to take him home, and now no one can represent the class in the competition.
Isn’t that just waiting to be at the bottom?”
The roommate explained to Yang Lan and curled his lips with a look of helplessness on his face.
After hearing what his roommate said, Yang Lan also had mixed emotions in her heart.
He didn't expect to be at the bottom of this poetry competition, and Yang Lan also felt a little regretful. After all, this was also a competition held by the school. To be at the bottom under such circumstances was indeed a loss for the class's reputation.
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"So, are there any students in our class who are willing to represent the class to participate in this poetry conference?"
The next morning, the head teacher Tian Yuan came to the class early in the morning.
During the morning reading time, the class teacher told everyone about this matter and wanted to re-select a student who was willing to participate.
However, when the class teacher asked, the whole class was silent. No one was willing to take the initiative to represent the class in this poetry conference.
No one had any idea of participating, which made the head teacher anxious.
The class bell rang, and class teacher Tian Yuan had no choice but to return to the office...
The teacher stamped his feet anxiously in the office. The poetry competition he participated in this time was related to the honor of the class, but no one else wanted to participate. This meant that he could only be at the bottom of the poetry competition.
The first class had just ended. Yang Lan wanted to go to the toilet, but as soon as she got up, she was blocked by several roommates. They pushed Yang Lan back to her seat and surrounded her.
"what?"
Yang Lan was a little wary. Looking at the smiling roommates in front of her, she only felt shuddering.
"Xiaolan, didn't you just hear what the teacher said? No one in our class is willing to participate in this poetry conference. Can you really bear to watch our class come to the bottom?"
Yang Lan rolled her eyes, and she guessed that these roommates must be here for the poetry conference.
Yang Lan shook his head helplessly, spread his hands and said.
"It's not that I don't want to participate in this competition. As you know, the teacher doesn't want me to participate. Besides, I don't know how to write poetry at all. If I are asked to participate on behalf of our class, it is no different from finishing at the bottom."
Seeing that the ten-minute break was almost over, Yang Lan hadn't gone to the toilet yet. After that, Yang Lan simply got up and left.
After Yang Lan left, only a few dejected roommates remained.
However, the girls did not know that at this moment, the head teacher and the Chinese teacher in the office were discussing who should be sent to participate in this poetry conference.
"Actually...it's not impossible to let Yang Lan participate this time."
The two discussed for a long time, but still couldn't choose a suitable candidate.
"Yang Lan's grades are pretty good. If she makes a better attack, she should still be able to cope with participating in this poetry conference..."
The Chinese teacher pushed up his glasses and said, although Yang Lan is not the best in Chinese, her grades have always been good, so the Chinese teacher still approves of Yang Lan participating in this poetry conference.
Tian Yuan, the head teacher, also fell into deep thought after hearing what the Chinese teacher said.
After a brief thought, the class teacher decided to send Yang Lan to represent the class in this poetry conference. After all, except for Yang Lan who had expressed his willingness to participate in the poetry conference, no one else in the class had any idea.
I mean to participate.
Now there is no other way to send Yang Lan to participate in this poetry conference as a class representative.
The class teacher Tian Yuan also had the courage to report Yang Lan's name. After Yang Lan received the teacher's news, she felt bad. She never thought that she would actually represent the class to participate in this poetry conference.
After the class teacher Tian Yuan talked with Yang Lan, Yang Lan was a little confused.
After returning to the dormitory, Yang Lan told several roommates the news. After hearing what Yang Lan said, several roommates were quite excited.
However, Yang Lan himself was not happy at all. Before the day of the poetry competition, Yang Lan had already begun to worry, not knowing how he should deal with this competition...
After several people in the dormitory took turns to persuade, Yang Lan finally compromised.
Although Yang Lan has accepted that she will represent the class to participate in this poetry conference, Yang Lan is still uneasy and is in a dilemma. After all, she is not good at poetry at all. If she writes casually at the poetry conference, she is worried
This will disgrace the class honor.
For a moment, Yang Lan didn't know what she should do.
At night, several roommates had already fallen asleep, but Yang Lan was still lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
As long as Yang Lan thinks about the upcoming poetry conference, she can't sleep, for fear that she will discredit the class for her own reasons. Originally, she was not prepared to participate in this poetry conference, but she did not expect that now she actually
She was about to represent her class at a poetry competition. Although Yang Lan didn't say anything on her face, she was still feeling quite stressed.
Yang Lan had even started to memorize ancient poems silently in her heart. She couldn't make a breakthrough in poetry writing, so she could only memorize a few more poems.
However, Yang Lan suddenly sat up suddenly while carrying her back.
Yang Lan suddenly remembered that although she didn't know much about poetry, she also had a brother named Yang Bei who was in the Jianjiang Province Poetry Association.
Thinking of this, Yang Lan suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.