Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

There are six people participating in the English recitation competition. According to the regulations, each person will be assigned an English article in his hand, which will take half an hour to memorize, and then take turns on stage to recite it.

There are four judges. Except for Cheng Song, the head of the organizer, the other three are municipal leaders.

To be fair, when the contestants recite, they will record a video, and finally, by scoring, they will be posted on the official website for each school to witness.

Although the articles are randomly divided, there are also different degrees of difficulty.

Afraid of accidents, Fu Huihui explained to Cheng Yang in advance, and the ones assigned to her were the simplest ones. She deliberately removed the hard-to-remember new words and could memorize them with her eyes closed.

And what was assigned to Fu Ting was completely beyond the level of a high school student. At first glance, it was full of new words.

Although Fu Huihui didn't think Fu Ting would win, the more difficult the new words given, the more ugly Fu Ting felt.

Why is it so difficult? Teacher Zhu stopped immediately after seeing it, Master Cheng, is there something wrong with you? Why are all my students at the university level? It's too unfair.

Cheng Song, Cheng Yang's uncle, said tactfully, This is a city-level competition. It's all a question from above. What could be wrong? It can only be said that she is unlucky. If she is not satisfied, she can abstain.

Fu Huihui said pretentiously, And it's not difficult. You can't read it. Are you embarrassed to participate in the competition?

Fu Ting asked lightly, You don't think it's difficult, so would you change with me?

Fu Huihui's face froze for a moment, Forget it, this is prescribed, and I don't want to violate the rules.

Game start.

Fu Huihui went ahead than Fu Tingjin, read the article very smoothly, got praise from the judges, and walked out happily.

She watched Fu Ting go in, but she didn't leave. She was lying at the window eavesdropping.

But he could clearly see Fu Ting, he recited without any hesitation, and his accent didn't seem to be dirty at all?

Fu Huihui was a little uneasy. She could read at most two or three sentences of such a difficult new word, but Fu Ting could actually read them all?

Looking back and hanging the video, can she still be the focus?

no!

She must never lose to Fu Ting again, and she must not give up this opportunity to go to the capital.

Fu Huihui went to Cheng Yang immediately, deliberately not mentioning the effect of Fu Ting's recitation, Cheng Yang, in order to make Fu Ting's face even more embarrassing, why don't the organizers directly withdraw her video?

Cheng Yang hated Fu Ting so much now that he heard the words and immediately said, Just as a hillbilly of hers, it's tea poisoning the world to put out the video, and I won't give her this chance.

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After the game in the morning, the results will be released in the afternoon.

Before the results, the official website was very lively.

- Waiting for someone's video to slap in the face online!

——I would like to listen to Fu Ting’s recitation of the local accent, and it will definitely make me laugh all over the place!

——Sit back and wait for Fu Tingxue to collapse!

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During the class break, all the videos are posted on the official website.

The first one is Fu Huihui. Her recitation is fluent and standard, and everyone praises it in a fancy way.

——Wow, Fu Huihui said it well, worthy of being the face of No. 1 Middle School.

——Do you exaggerate too much? Am I the only one who thinks Fu Huihui's article is quite simple?

——Why not Fu Ting?

Just when everyone was desperately trying to refresh, trying to find Fu Ting's existence.

Official website update [Due to Fu Ting's terrible spoken language, it is not released for the sake of the school's image]

Everyone: ? ? ?

——Hahaha, fuck, I knew Fu Ting was going to overturn the car, it's embarrassing now, the school tyrant has collapsed!

——I could feel the judges' speechlessness towards Fu Ting through the screen. It was really hard for them to maintain the dignity of the school!

——Hahahaha, my stomach hurts when I laugh, how horrible this is, and I didn’t even give it a chance to let it go. Does Fu Ting still have the face to speak?

——Don't say it, Fu Ting can even imitate Fenghua Da, do you still expect her to be normal?

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Don't be angry, the next one, a storm-style slap in the face.