The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 141 I Arranged a Spy By Your Side (1)

Just like what is often written in elementary school essays, time flies like an arrow, and time flies. The summer in City A ushered in autumn, and University A also entered the middle of November smoothly.

Luo Congcong's speech contest successfully passed the two preliminary rounds and the first rematch. Although Susu and the others were shocked when they heard the news, their jaws almost dropped, but until Luo Congcong sent the second rematch notification text message When they were in front of them, they realized that Luo Congcong was a dark horse.

During the first preliminary competition, she was still very nervous, but she finally found out that it was a small-scale competition when she was notified, and there were only five judges in the audience.It might be scary for her to face many people, but she calmly recited the manuscript when facing five people, and then successfully advanced.

The second preliminary competition was still a small group, but the audience increased to twenty. Although she was a little nervous, she finished what she wanted to say without any risk.

She insisted on writing the manuscript for the first rematch. Han Yan'an didn't say much, but simply made a few mistakes.At first, she was still worried that the manuscript she wrote was not as meaningful as Han Yan'an had prepared, but in the end she received the notice of the second rematch without any risk.

"Have you ever thought about how many activities you turned down for the speech contest, are you not afraid that the final practice points will not be enough?" Susu asked her.

Luo Congcong took back the phone and shrugged: "Assistant Han said I don't need to worry about it, so I didn't think about it." She went to the desk and turned on the computer, and started looking for information, "But I'm worried about the time conflict. Didn't the minister say that the chorus competition will be this week?"

"Is the speech contest also this week?"

She nodded: "It only said it was this week, but it didn't say whether it was Saturday or Sunday. I'd better prepare the manuscript first, let me see the theme...uh...environmental protection..."

If he hadn't entered University A, Luo Congcong might not have known that he still had a chance to enter the student union.When she received a group text message from the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment, she couldn't believe her eyes. She asked Han Yan'an many times in chirping, and cheered for a long time in the coffee shop after confirming that this matter had nothing to do with him.

From a member of the chorus team to a member of the entertainment department, she has to help count the number of people and participate in the competition process while preparing for the competition. This is something she can't imagine at all. You can eat more than one fish cake.

Watching Luo Congcong search for information about "environmental protection", Tomato raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder after lunch: "I'm so busy every day, are you tired?"

Luo Congcong smiled: "Fortunately, I'm not as busy as Susu, but she signed up for five clubs, and I only have three."

Susu raised her head when she heard the words and complained: "Don't mention this, my intestines are turning green with regret. The tears I shed now are all the water in my head when Baituan accepted Xinxin. To be honest, every time I receive a letter from the club I want to text..." The phone rang suddenly, and she took it over in a lifeless manner, and continued, "I dropped the phone."

Seeing Susu go out weakly to participate in the club's lunchtime activities, Luo Congcong saw that his mobile phone was also on, waved to Susu and picked up the mobile phone.

"After writing the first draft of the speech, show it to me, and go to participate in the plant discussion tonight."

Luo Congcong thought for a while, then turned back strangely: "How do you know that I have entered the next round of rematch? And you also know that there will be a plant discussion event tonight?"

A few seconds later, she sent another message: "Could you have arranged a spy by my side?"

The reply came soon: "Yes."

"...peat..."

(End of this chapter)