"Will you support me if I have no money?"

Wu Siming smiled.

Lu Manxi nodded with her lips and grabbed a few raisins with her little hand. After hesitating, she couldn't help but write on it: [You should treat me as your girlfriend in the future!]

It feels strange after writing it down. Isn’t this equivalent to clarifying the relationship with Xiao Ming? Or do you take the initiative to confess your love?

I was moved to the head.

Lu Manxi kept turning over the book, hoping that Xiao Ming didn't see it, and hoped that he would feel a little conflicted.

When Wu Siming saw it, his heart was slightly throbbing, but he was unmoved on the surface. Although he had long treated Xixi as his girlfriend, he turned over the book and wrote: [That is so forced, it is better to forget about the nominal couple who are not real.]

"What else do you want?"

Lu Manxi couldn't help but say it.

【Do something reasonable within the right scale, such as hug, kiss,】

Wu Siming wrote on paper.

Lu Manxi hummed and painted all the words.

[It's just an occasional try when you're tired of studying. It's a combination of work and rest. The secretion of youth hormones can help relieve fatigue and stress.]

Wu Siming continued to write.

Lu Manxi glanced at him, without refuting or agreeing.

Wu Siming didn't continue to get entangled. Lu Manxi is not the kind of girl who fools her feelings. She will accept it if she is mentally prepared and even speaks out actively, just like just now.

It was time for class, and Lu Manxi was still holding a "nut treasure" in her arms. It felt not very hot. She put the water cup in her sweater, which was so warm and comfortable.

"Are you nervous?"

The second session is about to end, Lu Manxi whispers.

Wu Siming nodded. The flag-raising ceremony was to give a speech in front of all teachers and students in the school. It would be fake not to be nervous.

The broadcast notified that the eye exercises today were cancelled, and everyone went to the playground to gather after class.

"come on."

"Don't embarrass us."

After class, Xin Liao, Li Fan and Bai Yanlong took the lead in encouraging Wu Siming.

"Come on, brother."

Dai Yuan clenched his fist at Wu Siming.

Before going out to the classroom, Manxi looked at Xiao Ming, zipped him upwards, and straightened his collar.

"I was a bachelor and suffered 10,000 critical hits."

"Then you can't do it, I'm already immune."

Other students saw it and felt sad, why didn’t they have a childhood sweetheart?

"There is no problem with appearance, how about the hairstyle?"

Wu Siming shook his head and said.

"She is so stinky and beautiful." There was no one behind him. Lu Manxi raised her hand and rubbed Xiao Ming's hair. "Have you brought the manuscript?"

Wu Siming patted his pants pocket.

The two of them went to the playground together, because they often went in and out together, and those who worked outside were used to it.

After finishing the team, Lu Chuyuan walked to Wu Siming and said a few words to the stage. Then he reminded him to take the procedure after he went on stage, bow first, greet the teachers and students at the beginning, thank you after the speech, and finally bowed.

Wu Siming wrote down one by one.

Lu Chuyuan said: "It is inevitable to be nervous in such occasions, and the teacher's speech is the same. You just treat it as an opportunity to exercise. Don't panic if you make a mistake, you can adjust at any time."

"Um."

Wu Siming nodded.

First raise the flag, four flag bearers wearing school uniforms escorted the national flag to the flag station and hung the red flag.

Play the national anthem.

Raise the national flag.

The loud and solemn melody resounded throughout the campus, and all teachers and students looked up at the slowly rising red flag.

No matter where you are, hearing the national anthem can always bring people spiritual encouragement and shock. From the passionate melody, you can hear the harsh rain of bullets and shouts. On the flying bright red flag, it seems to reflect the figures of countless martyrs sprinting towards the fire of artillery.

After the flag-raising, the senior high school student representatives came forward to give a speech. He was a pretty senior, the first in the liberal arts department in the midterm exam. The theme of her speech was to face the college entrance examination and win in the future.

This senior sister has a good aura and is calm and she is very active at first glance.

There is one sentence, "As long as we can't learn to death, we will learn to death in these 180 days..."

He is a ruthless man, Wu Siming complained in his heart, but he died before he achieved his merits.

"Wu Siming is the time to prepare, don't be nervous."

"Believe in yourself."

"I said you can do it."

Classmates from Class 1 and 3 of high school cheered Wu Siming.

"Come on, classmate, set it up for our first-year high school B."

The two and four classes on both sides also encouraged them to know Wu Siming, and the naughty girls behind them were still flirting with each other.

Lu Manxi, who was in the queue of girls in Class 3, looked back and clenched her fists.

Wu Siming held the manuscript in his left hand and patted Yue Xiong with his right hand to calm down his heart.

After the senior high school student representative finished his speech, he heard his name coming from the radio. Wu Siming took a deep breath, went out of the queue and pinched his fists at Class 3, quickly went forward, and turned to the podium and bowed to the front, before standing in front of the podium.

There is no rehearsal or time to adapt, and going on stage is live broadcast. It is indeed a very training for people's courage. He was stared at by the eyes in front of him. Wu Siming used the time to second the microphone and quickly adjusted his emotions.

Lu Manxi looked nervous and thought that if it were her, she would probably be uncomfortable walking.

"Dear teachers and dear classmates, good morning everyone..."

Time is limited, so Wu Siming is not long-winded. After a simple opening remark, he will get to his own topic.

"The weather is particularly cold today, but my heart is passionate, as hot as the sun behind the thick clouds, because I feel the courage of our first-year high school students to be young and not afraid of the college entrance examination, the fighting spirit of the seniors in the second year of high school to go to the front line, and the shouts of the seniors in the third year of high school to fight hard on the front line..."

This paragraph started with Wu Siming temporarily added it in the morning based on the weather.

"What dark clouds are obviously haze."

Some students complained below, but they admired the literary talent of the handsome guy on the stage. They described the three years of high school in a particularly appropriate way. If the senior year of high school is compared to the front-line battlefield, the senior year party is self-evident, the senior year party is ready to go, and the senior year party is like a newborn calf.

He is worthy of being the first in Chinese grade.

After gradually getting out of tension, Wu Siming could basically give a speech without writing. His manuscript was placed on the stage, his vision moved in front, and his speech speed was well controlled.

"Learning is endless, our ideals are not far away, but if you don't get a ticket to it in three years of high school, it will be out of reach..."

"......I wish all seniors and seniors will have a scorching sun-like smile next summer."

The manuscript is over here, but it is touched by the scene. Wu Siming couldn't stop. He looked towards the senior high school party, raised his right hand, pointed his index finger in front and said loudly:

"Finally, on behalf of all the first-year high school students, I formally challenge you. If you are strong, you will definitely shoot you on the beach in three years, proving that we are not the worst class."

Wu Siming's voice is not high but full of power, and there is a hint of arrogance and unruly. This is called youthful recklessness.

quiet!

The whole audience calmed down.

"Thank you everyone."

After the speech, Wu Siming walked out of the podium and bowed to thank him.

Wow!

A warm applause suddenly sounded in front of him, and the leaders looked at Wu Siming and applauded.
Chapter completed!