The first boy was still in the stands, apologizing like a " choirmaster ".
Lu Ze stood at the side and looked at his watch.
"What? You guys can still listen? Don't you want to win?"
As soon as he finished speaking, one of the four boys with slightly long hair suddenly took a step forward and snatched the microphone from the first boy's hand.
If Wu Weizhe was present, he would definitely find this scene very familiar.
Wasn't this the same as snatching the microphone in freestyle battle?
The second boy won the moment he opened his mouth.
Because that was how he apologized.
"Respected teachers, dear students, I want to apologize to you today for the mistakes I made when I was young and reckless.”
"When I was three, my father was arrested. When I was six, my mother remarried. When I was twelve, my grandfather, who had raised me, also said goodbye to me.”
"From that day on, I became a person. I…"
The boy's voice became softer and softer, and he actually began to hold the microphone and sob.
The few boys standing beside him widened their eyes, and one of them muttered in a low voice.
"F * ck, he even made this up. He's too bold.”
When Lu Ze heard this, he held his forehead speechlessly.
It was indeed not easy for this child. In order to win, he had turned himself into a 'filial son and grandson'.
The third guy probably couldn't stand it anymore. He jogged forward and snatched the microphone away.
He did not continue to be filial. The first thing he did when he snatched the microphone was a simple and straightforward action.
Crying.
It wasn't a low sob that covered her mouth, nor was it a sob that was filled with regret and guilt.
Instead, she was bawling her eyes out, tears and snot flowing down her face.
This acting, tsk.
Lu Ze shook his head. He wouldn't watch the campus art festival without you.
Just like that, under the 'encouragement' of Lu Ze's 'rules', the five boys took turns to perform on the stage.
The students below had formed a huge circle. The initial quiet pointers had turned into a roar of laughter.
The five of them had lost all their face in just a few minutes.
Moreover, they didn't care that much anymore.
If they could get one of the three spots, it didn't matter if they were embarrassed.
However, if the two of them were to lose today, their future days would not be so good.
The thought of having to stand on this platform every day, being observed and guided...
He even wanted to die!
Three minutes before the end of the extra-cursory activity, Lu Ze stopped this tragedy.
At the same time, he announced that he had accepted it.
The second, third, and fourth boys successfully advanced and escaped from the sea of suffering.
As for the first and the fifth guy…
I'm sorry, but from tomorrow onwards, we'll continue.
Tears of regret, unwillingness, sadness, and fear finally crawled onto their faces.
Life seemed to have turned dark at this moment.
Until many years later, when the man who had become the ace host of a local television station was chatting with his friends.
When he was asked how he managed to lay such a solid foundation for broadcasting.
After drinking too much, he finally revealed the secret he had buried for a long time.
"Damn, when I was in high school, I was insensible and fought every day until I met a teacher.”
"It was like military training. He gave me a month of special training in the school stands. After that, I didn't have any psychological burden, and my Mandarin became better and better.”
.......
Life was often like this!
His gaze returned to the school.
After dealing with the boys, Lu Ze returned to the classroom.
She talked to the teacher who was preparing for music class and took up her class time.
He wanted to hold a class meeting.
This matter was not over yet.
It could even be said that when Lu Ze walked into the silent classroom with a gloomy face, this matter had just begun.
He was very angry that Zhao Xi was beaten up.
She was angry that these arrogant students dared to bully a weaker girl in another class without any fear.
However, this was out of his pity for Zhao Xi.
What truly disappointed and angered him was when this happened.
Most of the students in the class, including the class monitor who usually had a good reputation.
He actually chose to escape numbly.
Such a way of handling things was heart-wrenching.
He did not want such a thing to happen in his class.
They were a group of people who did not even care about, help, or protect their classmates who accompanied them every day.
Even if all the teachers were world-shaking talents.
He could also teach.
What were they?
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