Chapter 18 - Wang Ci

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translator: xiin
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Song Yu's eyes finally landed on the stack of paper in Xie Sui's hands, "What is this?"

Xie Sui smiled slightly, "The freshman representative speech."

Song Yu picked it up and flipped through it, then tsked, "This is the treatment for the number one in the city. Will you be nervous when you go up to speak in front of an entire grade?"

It was truly a strange question.

Xie Sui had given countless speeches in his last life. In the company, in universities, in science and technology summits. He'd faced men and women, the elderly and the young, the successful and the ordinary, domestic and foreign audiences, industry insiders and those outside the industry. How could he have stage fright because of a high school freshman stage?

However, when he heard Song Yu's words, he smiled playfully and his eyelids lowered slightly, "A little."

Song Yu had already forgotten the humiliation of A66, Lagrange, and 135 degrees. He was kind and warm-hearted as he comforted him, "Don't be nervous. I'll pay people to support you. 10 yuan for them to clap, 50 yuan to call out, and 100 yuan to go up and send flowers. I'll pay for the flowers, too, and there's a bonus for bringing friends. The more people they bring, the more benefits they get."

Ma Xiaoding heard the second part of his words and raised his hand to sign up, "Brother Yu, are there any extra rewards for acquaintances?"

Song Yu spoke lightly, "No extra rewards for acquaintances. You're free labor."

Ma Xiaoding lowered his hand in an aggrieved manner.

Xi Bowen laughed out loud.

Xie Sui's lips curved briefly.

The classroom remained noisy and bustling for about half an hour.

The teacher in charge of their class was late. Senior one's Class One's class teacher was an English teacher, female, last name Ou. She wore high heels, wore a white slip dress, and brought a smell of high-end perfume with her when she stepped into the classroom. Song Yu had a bit of an impression of this female teacher. In <Gentle Control>, she more or less accounted for half the reason why Xie Sui was subjected to harassment and cold violence in his first year of high school.

She was vain and snobbish. In her heart, the students' family background was the most important thing, while their results came second. When it came to someone who had no background and no results, she wouldn't spare them a single glance.

Teacher Ou stepped up onto the platform in her high-heeled shoes. She held a list in one hand as she casually gave instructions to two thin, small boys seated in the front row. Her voice was gentle and soft, "You two, go and bring over the student handbooks."

The two boys scurried to stand up and answered hurriedly, "Okay."

Teacher Ou flipped her long hair and smiled at the remaining students, "Hello everyone, I will be your class teacher for your three years in high school. My last name is Ou, and my full name is Ou Yilian. You can call me Teacher Ou." Then, she introduced a bunch of things from her brilliant resume, telling them what university she'd graduated from, how many years she'd studied abroad, and how many outstanding students she'd taught. She deliberately softened her voice, and it could be said that the sound was very conducive to sleeping.

Song Yu started to feel sleepy as she spoke. He opened a slit in the window, letting in the Jing City evening breeze. It was cool and gentle.

He rubbed his eyes, then bumped Xie Sui with his arm, "Call me after she finishes boasting about herself. I'm going to sleep for a while."

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