Chapter 4 of the second part of the official edition.
The qualifying competition for the King of Braves might have to wait several days before starting, so I went back to school. Only then did I hear from Gou Luck that the school had arranged something important for the graduating class. Fortunately, I came back in time.
Before graduation, the school always organizes everyone to have an internship in a well-known company for three months, and our class is certainly no exception. The department informed us that all of us must go to the 206 lecture theater in the main building to hear about the internship arrangements. So in the designated
On that day, I, Xiaoma Ge and Xiaozhu arrived at the classroom very early. Under the surprised eyes of the top students who had already occupied the first row, we quickly occupied the seats in the last row. Later, Yuxiang, Xiaoxiao and Dong
Dongbao also came. Originally, they were sitting in the middle seat, but because we had occupied three seats for them with notebooks, they also sat next to us.
Our department chair, Jiang Fei, is a young teacher in his thirties. He is thin and small, and wears a pair of color-changing glasses. The beauty of the color-changing glasses is that they turn brown when there is light, and we cannot see at this time.
His eyes; only when there is no light will they become the transparent color of ordinary glass, but at that time we cannot see his eyes.
In addition, no matter it is windy or raining, Director Jiang always has a dark face and seems unable to smile. When he smiles, he smiles very stiffly, as if he is convulsing. According to what he said at the freshman orientation meeting, this kind of
The phenomenon was probably caused by paralysis of his facial nerves. I didn’t expect that our department chair was actually a good young man with a physical disability. No wonder he was ranked among the top ten outstanding youths in the college for three consecutive years. But one day I saw him in front of the teaching building.
When I handed the cigarette to the principal, his face was filled with a charming smile like the spring breeze. This surprised me. For a disabled person, it is such an amazing thing to smile at this level.
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Of course, the director still had a dark face today, but he could not hide his pride when he announced the internship plan. Because this time all the students of the class of 2100 will be arranged to intern at the Taiyi Group headquarters. You must know that not all graduates from every department
All students can get such a precious opportunity. Working in Taiyi Group is the highest goal of all graduates in our department. How could everyone not be overjoyed to hear this news?
However, everyone can probably guess that all this is thanks to Bai Guhan, a classmate from the graduate department of our department; because Bai Shaoxia is the son of Taipei Vice President Bai Chaoguang. It is known that this son is pursuing Meijuan, a classmate of our department.
After signaling everyone to be quiet, Director Jiang continued: "In order to facilitate management, we will divide the students participating in the internship into thirty teams of ten students each. The students in the ten administrative classes will be mixed into groups. First, we will divide each class into
Thirty group leaders are selected based on the three-person model. Then the remaining students are randomly assigned to each group through drawing lots."
At this time, the classroom became lively, and some people were very excited. Seeing their eyes twitching, you knew that they were thinking about how to become the leader of this Lao Shizi team. Because everyone knew that becoming a team leader would be of great help to them in entering Taiyi Company.
.While other people looked calm and calm, folding their hands and waiting for the results quietly. I think these people must not be as smart as the previous group of people, but they are more capable than them.
Sure enough, the group leaders announced by the director were either the top students in the class or ordinary students who were appreciated by Director Jiang. There were no surprises for Classes 1 to 9. Finally it was our turn, Class 10, which is known as the garbage class. The director took the list
Frowning, he didn't say anything for a long time. It turned out that he didn't know anyone in our class, and there weren't any particularly outstanding students. Now the classmates in Class 10 suddenly felt like Tibetans - even though everyone was very poor.
, but maybe he will become a randomly selected living Buddha in a while.
"I'm very optimistic about you guys. I wonder what your plans are?" Dong Dongbao asked me and Xiaozhu in a low voice. If he was born in our Class 10, he would definitely be the team leader. It's a pity that he was born in Class 1, which has many elites. As an elite
Perhaps he was thinking that since he couldn't become a king, he could achieve great achievements by becoming a minister who assisted a king.
"Twenty-two years, twenty-two years." I shook my head and sighed.
"What does he mean?" Dong Dongbao was confused by my meaningless words.
"Xiaoshuai means that he has never been the leader of a cleaning team in the past twenty-two years." Xiaozhu came over and jokingly replied: "I'm better, I was the monitor when I was in the top class of kindergarten."
"I was the Communist Youth League secretary." Xiao Ma brought his old face close to him, and he wanted to recall the glorious history of his time in Sancha Town Middle School. But when he saw Xiao Ma's vicissitudes of life, Dong Dongbao
As if he had been greatly traumatized, he quickly turned his face to the side.
Xiaozhu patted his friend's shoulder and comforted him: "Don't count on it, you are the most official among us." This kind comfort made Dong Dongbao suffer a more serious blow, and we
The rest of the group covered their faces with books and laughed. How can you be as happy as a nonsensical soldier if you are a serious official?
"Ma Yuancai, the leader of Group 28." This sentence was like a bolt from the blue to us. But before we could recover, we heard another divine message from heaven: "Zhu Dachang, the leader of Group 29."
"Haha, you two idiot team leaders." Yuxiang laughed so hard that she fell into my arms.
"Yuka, what kind of idiot do you think the leader of Team 30 will be?" I laughed so hard that I couldn't breathe.
"Must be the whitest idiot in the world, hahaha..."
Before Youxiang finished speaking, Jiang Fei's voice rang in our ears again: "Team 30 leader, Chen Shi." My book fell to the ground with a plop...
When I stood on the podium and took over the letter of appointment (letter of appointment) for the 30 group leaders from Director Jiang, I still felt like I was dreaming. I was still in a trance when each group leader spoke next.
Everyone seemed to be saying something that would live up to the expectations of the school, classmates and the organization. When it came to the 28th, I heard a strange voice.
"Listen to me, everyone, I was actually the Youth League Secretary when I was in my second year of junior high school..." (This person was later dragged down)
"I am the leader of Group 29. Our group only welcomes pretty female students..." (This person was also dragged down)
The leader of Group 29 poked me when he was dragged down, which made me sober up. At this time, the respected Director Jiang came up to me and asked: "This classmate...".
"What?"
"Tell me about your inauguration ideas."
"Concept, what concept?" I really didn't have anything to say, so I just looked forward to getting off the stage as soon as possible.
Seeing my hesitation, the director put his head to my ear and whispered: "I know you are very unwilling to take on such a heavy responsibility. It was proposed by the relevant leaders of Taiyi to have three team leaders in each class. In fact, I don't
I agree very much. Because it is a disgrace to the honor of the college to let someone with low quality be the team leader. I have assigned a very outstanding classmate to each of the nine groups in your three lower classes. (1,2,3
They are key classes; 4, 5, 6, and 7 are ordinary classes; 8, 9, and 10 are low-level classes) From now on, you just need to obey the arrangements and attribute all grades to them. All team leaders except you agree
Okay, Chen Si, please think about it carefully, this is a win-win solution. You don’t have to be embarrassed, and outstanding classmates can also fully demonstrate their talents..."
For some reason, I was very unhappy when I heard this, so I loudly answered Director Jiang: "Teacher Jiang, do you know Sima Guang?"
"Sima Guang? Are you from Class 10?" The teacher was probably still immersed in his perfect plan, so he answered me absentmindedly.
"Yes, he sleeps on my upper bunk." Hearing the teacher's answer, I couldn't help but smile: "Classmate Sima Guang once said something to me."
"What?"
"You can only see your strengths when you have shortcomings." After saying that, I walked off the stage without looking back.
"What A Shi said is great!" Yuxiang was the first to jump up and applaud as hard as she could. Brother Ma, who had been sullen since he was kicked off the stage, also stood up and smiled and applauded. The little boy who slept on my upper bunk also stood up and smiled.
Just as Zhu was about to jump up, he was pushed down by Dong Dongbao. But even without the support of Sima Guang, Yuxiang and the others were not alone in their applause. A few more sparse applause came from behind me, and I turned my head,
It turned out to be several puppet team leaders from Classes 8 and 9. But when Director Jiang pointed the color-changing mirror with a strange aperture towards them, the sound suddenly stopped. What does this mean? Does a person have the right to applaud and laugh?
Are they all gone?
"Classmate Chen Si! You..." It seems that Director Jiang already understood what I meant, so he used his majestic voice to yell at me, a hateful poor student. Maybe he thought that this could scare the few other ignorant students.
student. However, I interrupted him rudely.
"Teacher Jiang, my name is Chen Shi, not Chen Si. A scholar like you shouldn't know that the word "Shi" has a subtle retroflex sound."
