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Chapter 88: Zhang Yang Takes the Stage (2/2)
“The county has decided that the student who scores top in the exams will be rewarded with two hundred thousand in cash.”
“In addition to this, if there are any difficulties at home, the county is willing to help solve them.”
“Of course, besides the top scorer, the county also has rewards for other high-scoring students.”
“So, students, put in extra effort and use this last month to ignite all your fighting spirit. Tell me loudly, do you have the confidence!”
Zhao Qingfeng and Zhang Yang shouted particularly loudly, both seeming very confident.
Old Bian tugged at Old Yan, “Your class’s students really keep people on their toes. They dared to joke with the deputy county chief just now, and now they’re shouting so loudly. Are they trying to stand out?”
Old Yan glared at Old Bian, “This is called confidence. It’s okay if their studies aren’t great, but a person must have confidence.”
Old Bian joked sarcastically, “Confidence, confidence, you’re the most confident! What have you taught them? They can’t even get into the key class, and still confident! I won’t argue with you anymore. As a representative of the teachers, I have to go and give a speech now, see you!”
As he stood up, Old Bian suddenly took out an envelope containing a thousand yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Old Yan’s hand, adding, “Your wife called me last night, I understand your situation. Take this, I was just joking before. How can I, being so wealthy, let a regular class teacher like you give me a gift money.”
“Old Bian!”
Old Yan called out in surprise.
“Keep it.”
Old Bian walked away, turning back with a sly smile, “I’m not as honest as you, I accept gifts, I have money. Let’s talk about repaying it later, I’ll think of a way to help you. I don’t want you to die, we’ve been at odds for so many years, it’s better if you stay alive. I’m afraid if you die, you’ll haunt me in my dreams and argue with me, wouldn’t that be scary?”
Old Yan was stunned for a long time.
He was moved, yet suddenly unsure what was right or wrong in this world.
A thousand yuan couldn’t solve his immediate problems, but it could fill a future gap.
Old Yan looked towards the stage.
At that moment, Old Bian had already gone up to the stage, greased up to Deputy County Chief Pang and Principal Gao, took the microphone, and started his greasy yet touching speech.
“The silkworm exhausts its silk only in death, the candle’s tears dry only when it burns to ashes!”
“As a representative of the teachers, I vow here that in this last month, our entire teaching team will spare no effort to devote all our energy to the students, even if it costs us our lives…”
Old Bian spoke, moved to tears.
Many students also shed tears, wiping the corners of their eyes.
Old Yan sat below, smiling. Old Bian sure lived a colorful life.
Five minutes later, after Old Bian finished speaking, it was the turn of student representatives from each class.
Only two items remained on the agenda.
After the student representatives had spoken in order, it was time for the oath-leading student to lead all students in reading the oath of the meeting, marking its successful conclusion.
The student leading the oath was Li Sibo from Class 1.
His mock exam scores were the best, and his demeanor the most upright. This was decided by Principal Gao, and no one objected.
The first student representative to speak was from Class 10.
After all, Li Sibo was the finale and would appear last.
Within thirty minutes, student representatives from Class 10 to Class 3 finished their speeches, all standard and formulaic, guided by teachers.
As the representative from Class Three stepped down, the dean of studies announced for the speaker from Class 2, Zhang Yang, to take the stage.
“It’s my son’s turn!”
Zhang Yang’s parents were both nervous and excited, unable to hide their joy.
They had already read through his speech many times, and there were absolutely no issues.
Moreover, this was a good opportunity to boost their son’s confidence.
After all, with these constraints, Zhang Yang would surely work harder, bringing him one step closer to university.
“Please welcome Zhang Yang, the representative of the senior third-year Class 2, to the stage. Let’s give him a round of applause!”
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