Chapter 51 Question louder! The Avengers formation of Class 1, Grade 2 attracted a lot of attention at the beginning, but after the competition started, basically no one paid attention to it. Lin Miaomiao fanned herself with the fan she bought in Gusu last time, while complaining "Why is the sun so strong this time? It's so hot that I'm dying. We can't move from where we are." "Just bear with it in the morning, the sun will be gone in the afternoon, and we are in the shade. I won't say any more. I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face." After saying that, Wu Xianyu took advantage of the break in the game, put down the folding fan in his hand and walked down from the commentary desk. "Hey, hurry up, I'm going to wash my face too." Wu Xianyu turned his back and waved his hand to indicate that he understood. He went to the bathroom and was shocked to see four or five boys gathered together, and he didn't know what they were doing. I took a closer look and saw that they were all playing with their phones. "Are they all so rampant?" Wu Xianyu muttered something and didn't get involved. He went to the toilet, washed his face, and returned to the commentary desk.
It was just the right time for him to take over from Lin Miaomiao and read the notes of encouragement sent by the students. After Lin Miaomiao came back, she looked speechless. After Wu Xianyu turned off the microphone, she spoke "Are there too many people carrying cell phones these days? When I entered the restroom just now, four or five girls were playing with their cell phones, and they seemed to be connected to the wireless network." "Huh? Your girls' bathroom is like this too. I thought it was only the boys' bathroom." The two looked at each other and shook their heads silently. At this time, a physical education teacher came over and greeted the two. "Please announce that there are several students who did not come to the competition." "Okay, teacher, please tell me their names." Wu Xianyu quickly reported the names of several students who were late according to the teacher's instructions. Not long after, seeing several boys running out of the toilet, Wu Xianyu immediately knew what they were doing. After eating the lunch prepared by the school cafeteria, Lin Miaomiao took Wu Xianyu, who was going back to the dormitory to sleep, back to the classroom. "I don't even have a dormitory anymore, and you are not allowed to go back to the dormitory. Accompany me to the classroom to rest." "Fuck, are you being unreasonable? Why do you want me to accompany you?" She turned around and looked around to make sure there was no one around. Then she leaned close to Wu Xianyu and whispered "If you don't accompany me, who will? Tell me." Looking at Lin Miaomiao's flushed cheeks and trembling eyelashes, Wu Xianyu unconsciously looked away and gave up his original intention of saying a few tough words. "Okay, okay, I get it. I'm going to sleep. I have a game this afternoon." "Go to sleep, I need some rest too" Although she said she needed to rest for a while, Lin Miaomiao didn't close her eyes. While no one had returned to the classroom yet, Lin Miaomiao looked at Wu Xianyu's sleeping face, glancing at his lips from time to time. The more she looked, the more she couldn't fall asleep. Finally, Wu Xianyu couldn't stand it anymore. He turned his head with red ears and no longer faced Lin Miaomiao. "When a woman starts to act like a hooligan, no one can stand up to her." . . . . . .
Lin: The next event is the men's 1,000-meter race. Please enter as soon as possible. After notifying the next game information, Lin Miaomiao looked at Wu Xianyu beside her. "You just go to the competition in your school uniform." "What can I do? I didn't get back to the dormitory at noon and didn't have time to change clothes." As he spoke, Wu Xianyu took off his school uniform tie, put it on the table, and said to Lin Miaomiao: "Help me watch it, I'm passing by" "Go ahead, go ahead, hehehehe" Looking back at Lin Miaomiao, Wu Xianyu was ready to face Lin Miaomiao's revenge for being one year late. Arriving at the starting point, Wu Xianyu was stretching his body when he saw Qian Sanyi also standing at the starting line. He looked at him for a few more times and couldn't help but teasing him. "What tonic did you take? Your complexion looks so much better." Qian Sanyi glanced at Wu Xianyu and didn't want to argue with him. He just thought of the Chinese medicine that he had poured out before and felt a little sorry. If he had known that Chinese medicine had this function, he would definitely not waste it. "Snapped" As the starting gun sounded, Wu Xianyu took a leisurely step and followed the back of the team. At this time, Lin Miaomiao's voice came from the radio. "Oh, our announcer Wu Xianyu seems to have had a bad start and ended up in last place." "You know shit" Wu Xianyu complained silently, and continued to follow the back of the team with his breathing rhythm of three steps for every exhalation and three steps for every inhalation. The students in the stands were also excited. This year's sophomores and juniors all knew about the grudge between Wu Xianyu and Lin Miaomiao. This time their identities were reversed, and Lin Miaomiao had to take revenge. "It's already a lap, but unfortunately Wu Xianyu is still at the bottom. Can you do it? You can't really become a salted fish." Lin Miaomiao's sarcastic voice came, Wu Xianyu gritted his teeth and pretended not to hear it. The people in the stands had already started laughing, and the principal on the rostrum was also leaning back in his chair and smiling relaxedly. "These two are really enemies. I remember it was Wu Xianyu who teased Lin Miaomiao last time. This time it was someone else." "Yes, because both of them are in the liberal arts class, and there are not many boys in the liberal arts class. Everyone has to participate in a project, so Wu Xianyu had no choice but to sign up." The webmaster standing by also had a smile on his face; the performance of these two people was really great. "There's only one lap left. Let's take our attention away from that salted fish. I feel a little sorry for my special attention to it." "Ah" Hearing Lin Miaomiao's voice, Wu Xianyu no longer hid it. Being fat first is not fat, but being fat later will make you collapse. In endurance competitions like long-distance running, the latter part is the key. He sped up and overtook his opponents one by one from the outer circle. Soon he was in the front. His breathing rhythm became one step and one breath. With half a lap left to the finish line, Wu Xianyu finally surpassed Qian Sanyi and came in first place. "Oh? Xianyu finally turned over. Ah, not only turned over, it seems that he is going back to the sea. Wow, he actually rushed to the first place." When Wu Xianyu surpassed the others and crossed the finish line 100 meters later, he put his right hand to his ear, tilted his head, pretended to listen, and shouted to the people at the finish line: "Come on, question it louder!" The photographer faithfully recorded the whole scene. When he saw the camera, Wu Xianyu walked forward, approached the lens, put his right index finger in front of his mouth, and finally turned around, leaving a smiling profile.
The cameraman behind the camera couldn't help but sigh "This kid is so pretentious" It was a pity that the school didn’t have the equipment to broadcast live. I didn’t broadcast my counterattack against Lin Miaomiao just now. As a result, after I returned to the broadcast station, Lin Miaomiao still looked regretful. "Why did you get the first place? It's true that when there are no heroes, it's the little ones who become famous." Wu Xianyu, who was wiping his face with a wet towel and shaking his collar, sneered when he heard Lin Miaomiao's words, but didn't say anything because his throat was too dry. Lin Miaomiao handed the water to Wu Xianyu and sniffed quietly. Although it smelled a bit like sweat, the fragrance she had smelled before was stronger. Moreover, it was a bit perverted, but this person's sweat smelled pretty good. When she returned home in the evening, Lin Miaomiao found that the school’s official website had updated today’s sports meeting video. She clicked on it excitedly and found that the comments below were all talking about Wu Xianyu. Driven by curiosity, Lin Miaomiao directly dragged the progress bar to the end of the video. When seeing Wu Xianyu's wanton and ostentatious actions, Lin Miaomiao admitted that she was a little annoyed, but when she saw Wu Xianyu's last shot, his profile, this anger turned into excitement. Listening to her heart beating continuously, Lin Miaomiao felt that there was something wrong with her. . . . . . . “This time there is a letter addressed to both of us.” Lin Miaomiao came back with a stack of envelopes. Most of them were addressed to Qian Sanyi, but there was a serious piece of paper with the following words: "Radio Station, Wu Xianyu & Lin Miaomiao" "Hey, we have fans too, open it and take a look" The two of them got together to watch the content, and probably thought that the two of them had great potential and wanted to see their performance at the New Year's Eve party, such as crosstalk or chorus. "This guy has some wild ideas. Let's not talk about whether our image is suitable for crosstalk. Even if it's a chorus, there are a few songs for men and women to sing that are not love songs. It would be strange if the school agreed to it." "Why don't you just find a song that's not so sweet? The school shouldn't be too strict with it, right? Didn't you sing a love song last time?" Hearing Lin Miaomiao say this, Wu Xianyu was a little surprised and looked down at her. "what are you thinking?" "Oh, don't think so complicated, I just want to fulfill this fan's wish, after all, he is our first fan." Lin Miaomiao stood where she was, twisting her body, staring at Wu Xianyu without blinking, causing the corners of Wu Xianyu's mouth to rise uncontrollably, wanting to hold back his smile but unable to. Finally, Wu Xianyu stopped pretending and held Lin Miaomiao's body with a smile on his face. "Okay, okay, stop shaking. Let me think about what songs are suitable. Come to my house this weekend and see what you can sing. I don't think you can sing those Cantonese songs." "Let's talk about it on the weekend, let's talk about it on the weekend, hurry up and clean up, it's getting late" On Saturday, Lin Dawei looked at Lin Miaomiao who rejected his invitation to paint, feeling a little aggrieved, and asked Wang Shengnan who was sitting on the sofa "Why do I feel like my daughter is impatient with me? She doesn't even want to draw with me." It was more than just impatience, it was like she was about to be kidnapped. Wang Shengnan complained in her heart, but she still said "Isn't there going to be a performance at the school's New Year's Eve party? Miaomiao is going to sing a song with Xiaoyu. I heard that it was their fans who requested it. They showed me the letter last night." "Really? Let me see." Lin Dawei didn't believe it and insisted on watching. Wang Shengnan rolled her eyes at him and got up from the sofa. "My own daughter doesn't believe it? I don't know where all these suspicions come from." He took the envelope from Lin Miaomiao's desk and handed it to Lin Dawei "Here, take a look. When the time comes, put it back on Miaomiao's desk and she will show us this letter." Lin Dawei didn't say anything. He frowned and listened to the faint music coming from downstairs. He opened the envelope. "Another quiet night Sitting alone in a rocking chair to enjoy the coolness I admit it's really peaceful like this Same as the old man downstairs, Yeah"
"This one is OK, it's not that ambiguous, nor that difficult, and I still have confidence in Xu Song's songs." Lin Miaomiao was very satisfied with the song Wu Xianyu picked. Wu Xianyu did not pause and slightly lowered the volume of the speakers. "You like Xu Song very much, you sang his songs in the last music class." "kindness" Lin Miaomiao ate a piece of dragon fruit and thought about it. "I do like it, but not to the extent of liking it very much. The main reason is that I can handle his songs, unlike other people's songs, which I can't sing with my tongue." "Is the person you are talking about surnamed Zhou, and he rides an electric bike and eats pancakes?" "Hahaha, I didn't say that, you said it yourself" The two listened to a few more songs and finally decided on "No Makeup". Lin Miaomiao watched Wu Xianyu come to the TV and took out two microphones from somewhere and handed them to Lin Miaomiao. "Then practice first. There will be at least a thousand people in the audience, and two thousand eyes. If you don't practice well, you will be embarrassed." After hearing Wu Xianyu's description, Lin Miaomiao's palms were already sweating, and she took the microphone with trembling hands. "Uh... is it too late for me to give up now?" "It's not too late. After all, there's still more than a month left. But are you sure you want to give up? You probably won't have a chance to perform by the time you're in your third year of high school." Looking into Wu Xianyu's eyes, Lin Miaomiao hesitated. Why did she want to sing a song with him in the first place? Was it to claim sovereignty, or to leave some proof? Should she give up? Wu Xianyu looked at Lin Miaomiao's eyes, which changed from retreating at first, to confusion, and finally to determination, and finally looking back at her. "No, just sing it. It's just a song that's less than five minutes long. The people in the audience should just treat them as carrots. The wish of the first fan must be fulfilled no matter what." “Then start practicing.” When she returned to school, Lin Miaomiao put some sterculia lychnophora into her thermos cup, which obviously showed that she had put a lot of effort into it. When the last self-study class started, Wu Xianyu looked at the loudspeaker in the classroom and couldn't help but speak "I don't know if there will be any accidents at the radio station today. If there is an accident, I don't know if Qian Sanyi will have the face to stay here any longer." "It won't be a problem every time, right? With the lessons learned from the last two times, I guess he won't be careless about it." Lin Miaomiao frowned, thinking that it shouldn't be that outrageous. Seeing Tang Yuanming coming in, Wu Xianyu shrugged his shoulders. "Then let's wait and see after class." Self-study classes are not very quiet. From time to time, someone will ask the teacher questions or ask questions to their classmates. As long as it does not affect the overall atmosphere of the classroom, the teacher generally will not pay attention. bell-- The bell rang for the end of get out of class. Lin Miaomiao checked the time out of habit, lowered her head to pack up her books, and suddenly raised her head to check "Oh my goodness, there really was an accident." Wu Xianyu looked at the 5:25 on the clock and was speechless. "I checked with the teacher last time. This is a radio-controlled watch for the college entrance exam. It rarely goes wrong." Sure enough, after the bell rang, there was no voice of the announcer. About a minute later, the voice of Qian Sanyi's female partner was heard. It was mixed with crying and trembling voice. Lin Miaomiao could hear the grievance in her voice. "Qian Sanyi is really harmful. He almost made the little girl cry. Last time he was five minutes late, this time he was five minutes early. So it's a tie, right?"
The classroom was full of discussions at this time. Apparently, Lin Miaomiao was not the only one who could tell that there was something wrong with the female announcer's voice. Tang Yuanming glanced at the time on his phone several times and frowned. The bell rang before the get out of class was over. How could this happen? Finally, I waved my hand "Let's go eat. There's no need to worry about the few minutes difference." Everyone walked out of the classroom while listening to the voice on the radio. Wu Xianyu glanced at the loudspeaker in the classroom and walked out of the classroom and said to Lin Miaomiao beside him: "Now, the question is thrown to the principal. It was he who insisted that Qian Sanyi stay in the radio station. Let's see how he handles it." (End of this chapter)
