There were no classes in the afternoon. After lunch, everyone sat in the classroom, waiting for the afternoon selection list.
At this time, there are different opinions in various churches, and they are all speculating and discussing the candidates.
"Hey, who do you think will be selected?"
"Needless to say, of course she is the little fairy Qinghui. I heard that she practiced calligraphy before and won many awards."
"And my goddess Ouyang, my goddess must be number one."
"That's not necessarily true. I haven't heard how good your goddess's calligraphy is. Song Qinghui has won an award. She must be number one. Your goddess must be ranked behind her. Maybe whether she can pass the top ten is a question."
"Don't be so sure, maybe there is a hidden boss."
"I bet that the little fairy Qinghui will be the first."
"I bet that Goddess Ouyang will be in the top three."
"Is there anyone betting on Song Jinsheng? She seems to have also participated in the competition." Someone asked weakly.
When Nangong Molin saw Song Jinsheng sitting in front, he quietly ran behind Song Jinsheng.
"This investment is relatively risky."
As the principal of Cranston, Principal Zhang spoke a long paragraph at the beginning, which made the students sleepy. Finally, after the principal finished speaking, the director began to speak.
"Since my brother bet on Song Jinsheng, I should bet on him too."
"There are many people participating in this competition, so it may be difficult for her to make the top 20."
After a few people were delayed like this, an hour passed. Some of the students below had become impatient and secretly ran out to get some fresh air.
"Me too, but I won't bet on her in the calligraphy competition."
The award ceremony of the calligraphy competition kicked off with a noisy bet among these students.
"If it were a beauty pageant, I would definitely bet that Song Jinsheng would come first."
After they were seated, the monitor began to count the number of people, and then the award ceremony began.
"Then I bet she will be in the top fifty."
When the time is up, teachers at all levels organize classes to go to the school activity hall.
The first-year students sit in front, and the students from Classes A to F sit together.
So before the awards ceremony, no one knows whether they will be in the top ten.
"I bet Song Jinsheng will be in the top twenty."
"I bet Nangong Yingying is in the top five."
"I have to admit that she is indeed beautiful, but this is a calligraphy competition, not a beauty pageant."
Cranston School kept it secret this time and did not announce the winners in advance, but chose to announce them at the awards ceremony.
After the painful speech, the list of selected candidates began to be announced. Of course, this list included the top fifty candidates.
Song Jinsheng's Class D was three classes away from Class A, neither close nor far away. Song Qinghui was very satisfied with her position because she could see Song Jinsheng at a glance.
"Song Jinsheng? The one from the trash star. If you still bet on her, be careful you only lose your pants."
"I bet too."
Song Jinsheng was sitting in the middle of the team in front of the exam. When Jun Ying saw Song Jinsheng sitting there, she followed her and sat behind her.
The top ten have Mr. Dugu's autograph, the top fifty can participate in the semi-finals, and then the top five are selected from these people to participate in the galaxy competition.
Following the order from a certain director, the students cheered up one by one, without losing any of their lethargy just now.
Both teachers and students stared at the screen without blinking and held their breath.
But for a moment, as the screen continued to change, the list of candidates for the calligraphy competition gradually appeared.
