Chapter 45 Speech

"Don't...not yet..."

Song Nanqiao pushed the girl on her body, this kind of thing must be controlled, she couldn't bear to do it again.

And now that the driver is approaching, time does not allow them to move on to the next step.

"Well? Don't you want to?" Wen Wenyao raised his lips and put his hand on Song Nanqiao's collar. When the other party was not paying attention, he had already unbuttoned her first button.

"The driver is coming soon, stop making trouble."

This time, Song Nanqiao didn't compromise. With a push, he put the girl on the sofa, and raised his hand to button the button just now.

"All right……"

Wen Wenyao shrugged and pulled her head, looking a little lost, but she quickly sorted out her emotions. There are still many opportunities for this kind of thing in the future, and Song Nanqiao is right, she still has business to do now.

At this time, Wen Wenyao's cell phone also rang, and it was the driver who called.

It's really going now.

Before leaving, Wen Wenyao tidyed Song Nanqiao's neckline.

"Baby, see you at school."

"Um."

afternoon……

Song Nanqiao simply packed up his books and went to school.

The sheets and clothes she brought back last time, she was going to keep them at home. The results will be announced tomorrow. If nothing else happens, she should be able to get the grades of class A, which means that Song Nanqiao can apply to study at home by herself. Take advantage of more time.

"Happy, school life is about to leave me."

Song Nanqiao always smiled when he packed up his books. After a few months of high school life, he found that he still liked working days.

After arriving at the school, Song Nanqiao read some books on the desk.

After a while, the head teacher came over, with a smile on his face when he entered the door, looking quite happy. Standing on the podium and knocking on the table twice, the noise around him stopped for a while, and he held a few forms in his hand, which looked like exam results.

"The test results are out. This time, the first place in our class is Song Nanqiao, 701, the eleventh in the whole grade. The average score of the class has increased since last time, everyone continue to cheer."

The head teacher glanced at Song Nanqiao. This result was expected, but it also surprised him. Because of Song Nanqiao, the head teachers of other classes have changed their opinion of Class F, and because of Song Nanqiao, the average score of the class has risen a little. .

It can be said that Song Nanqiao gave him a long face.

"Take this watch down and stick it on the back, and take a look if you are interested."

The class teacher gave the watch to the monitor, not because he didn't read other people's grades, but because the entire F class, except Song Nanqiao, couldn't show it to read, and he didn't want to hurt the face of these people.

After class, when Song Nanqiao was about to go to the toilet, he found that there were many people watching at the end of the corridor. Out of curiosity, Song Nanqiao also took a look.

Honor Roll...

It was posted on the top ten of the grade, and Song Nanqiao missed it by coincidence, only one place away.

"The first is Wen Wenyao."

"The chairman is amazing. He looks good and has good grades."

"Hey, people already have famous flowers."

A bunch of students gathered in front of Wen Wenyao's photo and discussed at length. It seems that Wen Wenyao's popularity has not diminished because of her falling in love.

Song Nanqiao leaned up and took a look.

Long black hair with a delicate slap face, bright eyes, and a fresh and elegant temperament and a natural sense of indifference and alienation, and the photos of the few people next to him are completely different from the style of painting.

"The goddess is the goddess, and the passport photos without makeup are better than mine."

A girl clicked her tongue a few times, then sighed and dragged her little sister away.

The system is also staring at Wen Wenyao.

"You are so lucky."

The system said in a dull voice, Wen Wenyao is so good-looking, if he can be a person, he will definitely pursue Wen Wenyao, but unfortunately this can only be imagined.

"It's really nice."

Song Nanqiao narrowed his eyes, Wen Wenyao's facial features could not pick out any faults, whether it was his face or body, everything was in excellent condition. On the night of the spring breeze with Wen Wenyao, although the lights were very dim, only With the touch of his hand, Song Nanqiao can clearly describe the other person's figure in his mind.

Going to bed with the other party is simply earning your own blood.

It happened that at this time, Song Nanqiao's cell phone rang, she pulled away, found a quiet place, and answered the phone.

Wen Wenyao called.

"baby."

There was still a nice voice on the other end of the phone.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I can't have dinner with you in the afternoon. I will have a speech tomorrow. I'm going to rehearsal."

Wen Wenyao frowned slightly. She won the first place in the whole grade in this half-term exam. She was temporarily notified to make a speech at the tomorrow meeting. Due to the tight time, she could only sacrifice her time in the afternoon.

"It's good, come on." Song Nanqiao didn't think there was anything.

"I will……"

The girl's voice seemed a little shy, but when Song Nanqiao was about to hang up the phone, she heard a familiar and shy kiss.

"Love you, miss me."

"it is good."

After Song Nanqiao hung up the phone, he sighed, the first in the class... Really excellent, Song Nanqiao even felt that he was a little unworthy of Wen Wenyao.

"Work harder to make money."

She wanted to protect Wen Wenyao, but she couldn't be a little worse than Wen Wenyao every time.

...

When Song Nanqiao went back to the bedroom in the evening, Wen Wenyao sent her a video, and it seemed that the girl had arrived home now.

It seemed that he had just taken a shower, and there were still water droplets on his hair.

"Baby, good evening."

Wen Wenyao waved his hand on the other side of the camera and greeted Song Nanqiao eagerly.

When the girl's soft and sweet voice came over, Song Nanqiao only remembered that his phone was on, and the roommates around heard the voice and turned their heads and glanced at Song Nanqiao with complicated eyes on his face.

To this day, they still can't believe that Song Nanqiao was able to catch up with Wen Wenyao in such a short period of time, and even had an unreal attitude towards the two people's love. matter.

"Feel sorry."

Song Nanqiao nodded embarrassedly at them, then went to his closet and took out a pair of headphones.

Wen Wenyao seemed to understand something after hearing Song Nanqiao's apology, so he obediently shut his mouth and stopped talking.

After putting on the headphones, he started talking to Wen Wenyao.

"Is the rehearsal going well?"

"It's going well, come see me tomorrow."

Wen Wenyao dried his hair with a towel, and his soft voice sounded like a spoiled child.

"I will."

The meeting will definitely go.

The two of them chatted for a while. When the lights went out, Wen Wenyao hung up the phone reluctantly. Before hanging up, Wen Wenyao said good night to Song Nanqiao in a sweet voice.

the next day……

The morning meeting is at the end of the second period.

Song Nanqiao's class was standing in the second row. Although it was not the closest position, he could still clearly see the position of the podium.

It's a tedious and boring process. If it wasn't for Wen Wenyao speaking later, Song Nanqiao wouldn't have listened at all.

After the teacher leader finished speaking, the host took the microphone and said in a loud and clear voice, "I would like to invite Wen Wenyao, the first student of this grade, Class A of Senior Two, to make a speech."

Wen Wenyao dressed in his school uniform and tied up his hair, stood on the rostrum with a red speech, and smiled at his classmates.

There was another round of applause from the audience

Song Nanqiao was caught in the middle of the crowd, and only felt that this scene seemed familiar.

"Dear teachers, dear students, good morning everyone"

Deja vu sounds, deja vu scenes, identical people. All these reminded Song Nanqiao of that shameful night. Halfway through listening to it, Song Nanqiao's face was thin, and the more he listened, the more red his face became.

When Wen Wenyao was speaking on the stage, he found Song Nanqiao's position exactly. Seeing the other party blushing and bowing his head in embarrassment, he couldn't help but feel a little funny, although she didn't know why.

After Wen Wenyao finished speaking smoothly, he bowed like his classmates and walked to the next corner with light and elegant steps.

The principal stood up again and took the microphone from Wen Wenyao's hand.

"This half-term exam, our school's grades have improved compared to the end of the last semester. We all feel the enthusiasm of everyone. Here, I would like to commend Song Nanqiao from class F in particular."

When the principal said this, everyone around turned their attention to Song Nanqiao, and some people who knew the relationship between Song Nanqiao and Wen Wenyao looked at Song Nanqiao and then at Wen Wenyao.

The principal cast a loving look at Class F.

He knew that education must be able to create miracles.

"Although Song Nanqiao is a classmate of class F, he still works hard in his class and has been praised by many teachers. In this half-term exam, he won the eleventh place in the whole grade. Students who need to improve their grades, Be sure to look up to Song Nanqiao."

After that, there was another round of applause on the playground.

I have to say that in the eyes of others, Song Nanqiao is very inspirational and successful. He became excellent for love, and the final result was good, and the goddess also caught up.

Song Nanqiao: em...

Song Nanqiao was a little helpless. In fact, she was relatively low-key and didn't want to be so sharp.

"Then ask Song Nanqiao to come on stage and express his personal thoughts."

The principal smiled and got off the rostrum and stood next to him.

System: I guess you must be very happy.

Song Nanqiao: I...

Standing on the stage, Wen Wenyao kept observing Song Nanqiao's embarrassed expression.

She remembered that there seemed to be no such link. It should have been the principal who got excited and called Song Nanqiao to speak.

Wen Wenyao, who was originally dignified and generous, couldn't help covering his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be smiling happily.

"puff."

The author has something to say: Song Nanqiao: Don’t give a shit about the basics ~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: it turns out, I have nothing, 2; Yuebai 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Xiaolin, Moshang Yucheng, the original, I have nothing, ordinary 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 4 in Qiazhixi; 3 children, a little pudding, a fishbone, a goose, a goose, 42057475; Wangyou°, a little white face, and 2 Youxi; maple leaves 2333, aijihsuohz, mournful sauce acridine, Yi, Abei, lavender, outlier fish, Lin Xian, would rather not sleep all night, Xing Luotong, by Yu Lin, net name, Jin bona, Yue Xiangnan, 48891749, Liangcheng Ancient Alley, 44352042, Xi, Lord Grim, Laipi Chocolate, Yu, Ansheng, Peijiu, Orange, Wutong, Hefang, Chusi 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 60 bottles of Bubo; 40 bottles of Abei, 40 bottles of Memories, Lost and Killed; 15 bottles of ya, Mao Yin, arashramni; 14 bottles of 50859746; 10 bottles of the strong man kill my teammates first, Aom; please take 7 bottles; Ning Yanxu, Jiyunjian, 5 bottles of wooden spoons; bottle; 1 bottle of Yang Yang, Qingfeng Xulai, and Shu Xiaobai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!