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Chapter 13 I Will Definitely Beat Li Zheyu

Damn, I knew it was the result.

Yan Junxi no longer resisted, and historical experience told him that all resistance was futile.

Lao Wang, a cunning fox, can always find a way to make you submit!

Yan Junxi picked up a pen and drew Straw Hat Wang Lufei in his notebook.

Lao Wang shifted his gaze to Tang Yimo and Xia Yanling.

Although they did not enter the finals last year, their usual composition scores are remarkable.

If you work hard, you can't rule out the possibility of becoming a dark horse.

"Tang Yimo, Xia Yanling, you guys should join in too."

really……

Not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves thinking.

Lao Wang, an old thief, really didn't let the two of them go.

Tang Yimo and Xia Yanling looked at each other with wry smiles.

"By the way, the quota given by the school for the preliminary competition this time is four students in each class. Is there any student who is interested in challenging it?"

The competition tasks of the three composition masters have been allocated. Although Lao Wang doesn't have much hope for the next one, he doesn't want to waste it.

After all, anything is possible.

Old Wang's sharp gaze looked around the classroom again...

The stage was dead silent.

Nima, be proactive and die!

Lao Wang's eyes fell on Ma Zhiyuan, and this kid's composition was not bad.

When I was about to call his name...

A sonorous baritone sounded.

"Teacher, I will participate."

More than 50 eyes instantly focused on one person.

Jin Xiaodong? !

There was an uproar in the classroom.

"Your composition is so bad, why do you have the nerve to sign up?!"

"That's right, isn't it good to play your glory of the king safely?"

"Originally, the legs of our composition class are quite thin. If you drag them down, they won't be able to run anymore."

"It's not for the competition, it's for Tang Yimo, right?"

"Fuck, scum who favors others for personal gain!"

……

Lao Wang glanced at Jin Xiaodong and fell silent.

As a veteran cadre with rich combat experience, how could he not know Jin Xiaodong's little thought.

After coughing, Lao Wang looked around the audience again.

"Anyone else want to sign up?"

No matter what, you have to pick a taller one among the dwarfs.

The audience fell into dead silence again.

Damn, there was a sudden spasm in Lao Wang's stomach.

Almost scolded that classic line:

You are the fucking worst class of students I have ever brought up!none of them!

But he still held back, the self-esteem of the current students is too fragile, like soap bubbles, it will shatter with a light touch.

He still wants to retire safely!

"Then count Jin Xiaodong as one, Jin Xiaodong, come up and take down these four registration forms."

Jin Xiaodong shook his eyebrows triumphantly at his tablemate Yan Junxi, and walked briskly onto the podium.

"After class, you four fill out the registration form and send it to the office. I still have some things to explain to you."

…………

After class, the four of them filled out the registration form and came to Lao Wang's desk.

Lao Wang took a sip of his freshly brewed instant coffee, his brows furrowed instantly.

Damn, why isn't the water boiling at all? !
The brewed coffee tastes like shit.

Lao Wang put down his coffee cup and glanced at the registration form. There was nothing wrong with it.

Looking up at the four of them, except for Jin Xiaodong who was secretly happy, the other three all had faces of resentment.

Lao Wang's entire face immediately collapsed, and he tapped the table several times with his knuckles.

"I asked you to participate in an essay competition, how come it's like forcing you to eat shit, is it so uncomfortable?!"

Jin Xiaodong held on for a few seconds, but still couldn't help it, and burst out laughing with a "poof".

The other three were speechless.

"This composition contest is related to the honor of our Class 1 (12) class, and also to your personal future. You must get [-] points, do you hear that!?"

"I heard." The four replied weakly.

"Didn't eat enough?" Lao Wang gave the four of them a hard look.

"Here are the four "Selected Excellent Compositions of New Concepts". Take them back and study them carefully. Each person chooses a style of writing that they are good at and writes a report on their experience. We will share it together on Sunday."

"Ah~~" Tang Yimo's pretty face suddenly crumpled, "Does it have to be Sunday?"

On Sunday, she plans to collect more novel manuscripts!
"If Sunday doesn't work, then Saturday!"

Tang Yimo almost sprayed old blood directly on Lao Wang's face.

"It's still Sunday."

Lao Wang nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then come to my house at 9 o'clock on Sunday morning."

"Hey, Mr. Wang, you are really hardworking. You don't rest on Sundays, and you still have to teach the students."

A shrill and thin female voice rang in everyone's ears.

As if someone was scratching the glass with their pointed nails, goosebumps rolled over everyone's bodies.

Lao Wang's tiger body trembled even more violently.

Wow, it's that nasty woman.

Zhao Ying, the Chinese teacher of Grade 5 ([-]) class.

Lao Wang raised his bloodshot eyes and met Zhao Ying's smug face.

Lao Wang tried his best to restrain himself, and said in an understatement tone as much as possible:
"Hehe, it's just to communicate with the students, it's not a small matter."

Zhao Ying stirred the small spoon in the teacup with a smile on her lips.

"It's for the composition competition. Come on, I hope your class can get a good ranking this time."

Lao Wang looked directly into Zhao Ying's eyes with a smile, and said word by word: "Don't worry, we will definitely win the first prize."

The smile on the corner of Zhao Ying's mouth deepened instantly, and her eyes swept across the faces of the four students.

"Hehe, I wish you all your wishes come true."

Just as Zhao Ying was about to walk away, she suddenly stopped and sighed.

"Sigh, the comprehension of those students in our class is too high, especially that Li Zheyu, I feel that they don't need guidance at all.

In this way, it seems that I am useless as a teacher. Compared with Mr. Wang, my sense of accomplishment is really much lower.

Alas, there is no way, I have no choice but to sleep at home for a beauty sleep on Sunday. "

With a "snap", the ballpoint pen in Lao Wang's hand broke in two.

Hands are also trembling slightly...

He wished he could pour this shit-like coffee directly on that woman's arrogant face!
"Li Zheyu, right?" A gentle female voice sounded like a wind chime.

? ?
Everyone followed the reputation, and it was Tang Yimo who spoke.

"Why, you are also his fan?" Zhao Ying raised her eyebrows slightly.

Hmph, you don't know yet, Li Zheyu is my big fan!

Tang Yimo chuckled: "I'm not his fan."

"then you……"

"I just want to say hello to you in advance. I will definitely beat Li Zheyu in this composition competition! Don't be sad then."

　Today is a short visit, Happy~~, friends can invest with confidence!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)