The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 722 0721. The Cold War After the Competition (31)

Everyone waited with bated breath for Yu Qinghe to announce the results, but he talked a lot and didn't get into the topic for a long time.

Tan Bing couldn't bear it any longer, "Teacher Yu, don't be a fool! Let's talk about the result of the competition first! It's not too late to listen to the rest later!"

Tan Bing spoke out the aspirations of everyone.

Yu Qinghe chuckled, and finally stopped teasing them, and said the final result: "All five of you are first prizes in the preliminary competition!"

As if the pause button had been pressed in an instant, the audience turned into a still frame, and the heartbeats of everyone could be heard clearly and audibly in the entire studio.

No more breathing.

"Hahahaha glorious history! Glorious history! This is the first time all members have been promoted to the first prize!!!" Field and Guo Hanyang suddenly hugged each other and jumped up and down.

Tan Bing also suddenly turned back and hugged Zhuang Xionian, and the depressed voice was a little sharp: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaga? Good start, baby!!!”

Zhuang Xinian was still a little dazed, glanced around and finally met Ren Hua's gaze, and saw the approval in the eyes of this taciturn senior.

As if her heart had broken through the ice, her heart began to beat again with a "thump, bang, bang". She crossed Tan Bing's body, half-raised her hand, stared blankly at the lines on her palm, and the cheers in her cells almost It was about to break through the body and gallop out.

This is not the first time she has won the first prize, but for her, it is a proof, a proof that Jiang Shaoheng understands that she really has the ability to stand shoulder to shoulder with him as an art student.

After all, the awards she can get in high school are different from those in elementary school and junior high school. She can make a living out of so many people, and she can already prove something.

"Yu, Teacher Yu, can I go out for a while?" Zhuang Xinian restrained her excitement.

Yu Qinghe was stunned for a moment, as if he had never thought that Zhuang Xinian would make such a request at this time, but he was not some arbitrary teacher, so he asked gently: "Do you have anything to do?"

"One, very important, very important matter, related to whether I can take the path of being an art student." Zhuang Xinian took a deep breath and said very seriously.

This conversation stopped everyone, including Field, from being excited.

Yu Qinghe didn't say much, but nodded calmly: "Okay, let's go then and communicate well."

"Okay! Thank you, Teacher Yu!" Zhuang Xinian turned and ran out impatiently.

But Zhuang Xinian didn't know where Jiang Shaoheng was now, so he ran directly downstairs to his dormitory, just in time to meet Jiang Shaoheng coming back with something.

"Brother Shaoheng!!" Zhuang Xinian shouted and ran over.

When Jiang Shaoheng heard the little girl's voice, he thought he was hallucinating, and he was stunned for a moment before he was sure that it was really his little girl who was running towards him. He talked to Xiao Wenjie, and the other party left first.

The little girl jumped straight into Jiang Shaoheng's arms, raised her bright eyes from his arms, and said in a joyful tone, "Brother Shaoheng! I want to tell you good news!"

Jiang Shaoheng curled his lips and touched her head: "What good news?"

"I won the first prize in the competition! Teacher Yu said that it is conservatively estimated that there will be 10,000+ high school students participating in this competition. All the students from all provinces and cities who signed up for the competition will participate in the preliminary competition. Half of them will be eliminated in the preliminary competition!!! I have advanced !!!" Zhuang Xinian's tone couldn't hide the excitement.

　Sorry sorry, this plot was a bit difficult to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)