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Chapter 362: May Day Competition-6

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    The vice principal was anxiously waiting for news in the principal's office.  The mobile phone is in front of me, and I am afraid that it will run out of power, so the charger is always plugged in.

    He was also afraid that he would not be able to contact him if he ran out of money on his mobile phone, so he just asked another teacher to charge 500 yuan for his and Mr. Chen's mobile phones.

    "Ding dong", in the quiet office, a text message sounded suddenly.

    The vice principal immediately opened the text message:

    "Successful!" Three words, impressively in the eyes - successful?  It worked!

    The vice-principal is still studying the true meaning of these three words, and then there was another "ding dong", and then another "ding dong" and "ding dong"

    This Just after recharging for a while, so many text messages came in all at once. Could it be that Xiao Chen's mobile phone ran out of money before, and the text messages only started to be sent now?

    The vice-principal excitedly looked at the text message notifications sent by Xiao Chen displayed on his phone. After waiting for a while, there was no more text message notification tone. Then he sat on the sofa and planned to open each text message slowly, so as to relax.  Cozy appreciation.

    Suddenly he got up again, went to the side to make tea, and sat down on the sofa again.  Lifting Erlang's legs, he carefully opened Mr. Chen's text messages in order and read them one by one:

    The first article: "Successful!"

    ——Well, yes, I won!  The vice principal looked at and nodded.

    Article 2: "Super perfect!"——

    Um?  The vice-principal sat on another leg: He was talking about Guo Jinlan, right?

    Article 3: "Applause from the audience!"

    ——This, for Guo Jinlan, is a must for every game.  The vice principal rolled his eyes, wasting text messages!

    Article 4: "Reporters are rushing to interview!"-

    Swish!  The vice-principal put down Erlang's legs all of a sudden, and sat up straight: Why are there still reporters interviewing?  Not sure which newspapers and magazines it will be published in?  So am I famous too?  

    The vice-principal's excited thoughts suddenly surged forward like the water of the Yangtze River, spreading continuously

    Article 5: "Much better than others"

    ——The vice principal immediately slandered: Nonsense, that's for sure, I saw it at a glance.  Besides, which game was Guo Jinlan not better than others?

    However, there is no need to put so many "many", right?  It's been a while!  When you come back, you need to educate and educate, and you must seek truth from facts, and you should not be so proud.

    Article 6: "The number one is definitely no problem!"

    ——The vice principal pursed his mouth, of course I know this, I discovered people all at once, so do you need to remind me?  It's not because she can take the first place. How can I agree to her at the beginning?

    Article 7: "There are three more pairs, so it's probably not a big deal!"

    ——The vice-principal didn't understand this sentence: what do you mean?  Is it because Guo Jinlan has no flowers, or is it that the remaining three pairs have no flowers?

    The vice principal carefully studied the text messages sent by Mr. Chen from the beginning to the end, and found that all the text messages had no subject—that is, who he was commenting on was not marked at all.

    So many cheering words just now, did they really refer to Guo Jinlan?

    The more he watched, the more angry he became. Is this a mistake that a staff member of a prestigious university should make?  There is no subject!  !  !  He was about to have a heart attack!

    The vice principal replied angrily: "Who were you talking about in those text messages just now?"

    These words came out of him poking the keys of the phone very hard. With just a few words, he felt his fingers hurt.

    Waited for a while, no reply Waited for a while, still no reply

    The vice-principal impatiently sent another message: "Please reply immediately!"

    Wait, wait, continue to wait

    At this time, Teacher Xiao Chen thought that the task had been completed, so he continued to observe the game.  The phone is still in the pocket, silent.

    The performances of the students who came out later were mediocre and rigid.  The whole game suddenly fell back to Guo Jinlan's previous situation.

    Even if the judges were all focused on Guo Jinlan's performance just now, they had to calm down and watch the boring performance seriously.  After all, they are professionals and are responsible for each player.

    The reporter from the TV station kept moaning and sighing, and complained to the colleague next door: "I just said that I want to interview, but you refuse to let me go! You watch these games, you watch! After watching, you will still have the desire to interview  Is it? What we pay attention to in this industry is passion, and when it comes, we must seize it immediately! This is not something that can be waited for!"

      The colleague next door also felt that the gap was too big, and smiled awkwardly: "That's right, it's all my fault."

    The more the TV reporter talked, the more angry he became, and he didn't want to watch the performance that was still going on. With an idea, he turned his head and asked the school teachers sitting behind him: "Which one of you is the teacher of the girls' school just now?"

    Teacher Xiao Chen sat some distance away from him.  The reporters from the TV station were very persistent and asked one by one, and finally they asked Teacher Xiao Chen.

    Teacher Xiao Chen just took out his mobile phone and saw the principal's questioning text message. He was pressing the keypad of the mobile phone very seriously, replying to the text message with the vice principal, when a big face suddenly appeared in front of him, and he almost dropped his mobile phone on the ground in fright.  Le: "You, what are you doing?"

    "Hehe, I'm sorry! I just want to ask which school the girl who danced beautifully just now is from." The TV reporter asked, blaming the organizer in his heart:

    Every pair of students should have reported their schools and names before they appeared on the stage, which made him so passive now that he needed to speak a lot of words to fully describe his problem.  What a waste of his precious time!

    Teacher Xiao Chen was still immersed in the angry text message from the vice principal, and asked the reporter in a daze: "What?"

    The reporter of the TV station held back his irritability, and asked again with a smile: "The girl just danced very well, and the audience applauded, do you still remember?"

    Teacher Xiao Chen came to his senses now, and raised the corner of his mouth proudly: "That's a student from our school, how could I not know!"

    "Ah? It's you!" Knowing that each school only sent one teacher to participate, the TV reporter grabbed Mr. Chen by the collar excitedly: "Walk, come out with me."

    Teacher Xiao Chen staggered when he was caught: "What's the matter, you? Can't you talk properly if you have something to say? What's the matter?"

    The TV reporter let go of his hands with a smirk: "Come out with me, I have some questions to ask you about that student in your school."

    Mr. Chen will never forget his responsibilities. He looked up at the dance floor. There should be a couple left. He shook his head firmly: "I won't go, I still need to see the result of the competition."

    The TV reporter looked around, and decisively pulled Mr. Chen to the front row to sit down: "You sit next to me, so you can see it more clearly. My seat is the best, haha."

    What he said is correct, indeed the organizer arranged for him the best position, who made him represent the most popular TV station!

    Mr. Chen looked around and saw that there were reporters all around. He asked guiltyly, "This I'm sitting here, is it okay?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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