Stuttering Big Boss's White Moonlight

16

The rumors in the class slowly subsided over time.

Lin Ruo seemed to be stimulated by something, and he didn't even dare to look at her.

And Song Xinyu always looked at her carefully with those pitiful eyes.

Cheng Chu really didn't like these two people. She was very busy, practicing piano, studying, and memorizing speech scripts. She didn't have time to participate in the intrigue of these little girls.

Before I knew it, the weekend passed in a hurry, and the speech contest was held on Monday as scheduled.

The last class on Monday was changed to a speech contest with self-study classes, and everyone must go to the auditorium to gather.

The contestants were called backstage.

When I got there, the small backstage had already crowded a lot of people, and it was noisy like a small market.

Cheng Chu discovered that Lin Qifeng had also participated in this competition.

He was not surprised to see Cheng Chu, but raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "Are you here too?"

"Yes, our class didn't have enough people to sign up, so I was pulled in." Cheng Chu shrugged.

Lin Qifeng smiled: "Hey, just like me."

He glanced around at random and saw Song Xinyu in the corner. The corners of his raised mouth were stiff: "The other person in your class is that Song Xinyu?"

"Right." Cheng Chu nodded: "You know?"

"Haha, I'm not familiar with it." Lin Qifeng quickly denied: "I'm leaving now. See you later in the game."

He saw a cat like a mouse, and ran away as soon as his voice fell.

Cheng Chu only found it strange, but she didn't care about it now. She had to memorize the manuscript she was holding now.

In the freezing winter, the air in the background was mixed and sultry, and Cheng Chu's face was flushed.

Someone was already on the stage before, and a few words of English came vaguely from the distant stage.

Cheng Chu felt dizzy and couldn't help but take a few deep breaths before being patted on the shoulder twice.

"You are number three, get ready, the next one is yours."

"Okay, thank you." Cheng Chu nodded, folded the manuscript in his hand into a small square, put it in the pocket of the skirt, raised his eyes slightly, and saw Lin Qifeng standing far away, silently comparing to her. A gesture of cheering.

Cheng Chu couldn't help but smile. She was born bright and beautiful, but now she smiled slightly, her red face was a little bit charming, and she seemed to be more friendly.

The boy standing next to him couldn't help but stared blankly, his face flushed unconsciously.

The host's voice came from far away: "Next, please invite Cheng Chu, the third contestant from the second and third class of high school. Everyone welcomes applause."

"Huh." Cheng Chu took a few deep breaths and followed the guiding classmates onto the stage.

A beam of light fell, and the girl wore a school uniform skirt. When she stepped onto the stage, the skirt swayed slightly, like small flowers blooming on the branches in early spring.

There was a moment of commotion in the audience, and rustling discussion sounded.

Sitting in the corner, Gu Miao heard the suppressed and excited voices of boys in other classes behind.