The bard joins the entertainment industry

When get out of class was over, Wang Jinsong called Chen Shuo to the office and asked, "When will you and Liu Yifei join the team?"

"Probably the 5th or 6th." Chen Shuo replied.

Wang Jinsong nodded and said: "The physical examination for freshmen will be held tomorrow, and the school will hold the opening ceremony the day after tomorrow.

When the time comes, I will ask you to speak on behalf of the new students. You go back and prepare. "

"Okay." Chen Shuo nodded and asked, "Can I just prepare a speech?"

"Yes, you've written it down, show it to me tomorrow afternoon."

"Good teacher."

Seeing that there was no other explanation, Chen Shuo said goodbye and left. He kept thinking about how to write this speech on the way.

He was not a good student before, so he would be fine if he didn't write a self-criticism.

"What does the head teacher want from you?"

As soon as Chen Shuo turned the corner, he felt a figure in the corner of his eyes. He recognized the familiar figure and voice immediately.

Naturally, he walked to Liu Yifei's side, and the two walked side by side, and said, "Ask when we will join the group. And also let me give a speech as the freshman representative at tomorrow's opening ceremony."

"Ouch! Then you are going to be in the limelight again?" Liu Yifei teased.

Speaking of which, with his role as Duan Yu, he has indeed gained a lot of limelight during this period.

"Well, I have never written a speech, let alone been a representative, so I don't know how to write it.

Do you know how? "

"When I was a kid, I gave a speech as a representative of the dance team. Does that count?"

"Forget it!" Chen Shuo rolled his eyes at her, and then said in a pinched voice: "Hello everyone, I am Liu Yifei, a kid from Experimental Primary School..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yifei screamed, her face turned red, and she was about to strangle his neck.

He shouted: "Ah! Stop talking!"

Chen Shuo did not dodge and let her pinch her twice, begging for mercy: "Okay, okay, I was wrong."

Seeing her let go, he asked again: "Have you ever given a speech when you grew up?"

"Huh, no." She let go of her hand, snorted, and said, "I'm kind enough to give you some comfort, but you still laugh at me?"

But before Chen Shuo could apologize again, she suddenly clapped her hands and said, "By the way, isn't Changchang always good at studying? She should have experience, right?"

"Yes, she was often first in grade in junior high school, so she should have experience." Chen Shuo also suddenly understood.

She took out her phone and checked the time. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon. She should be fine.

"Changchang, can you write a speech?"

Shu Chang listened for a moment and asked, "What speech?"

Liu Yifei came over and said, "Our class teacher asked Chen Shuo to speak on stage as the freshman representative. He doesn't know how to write a speech. I want to ask if you can?"

"I wrote it before, but it's useless if you take it."

"No, I'll just find a sample for reference. I've never written anything like this before."

"Then how can I give it to you? Are you in a hurry?"

"No rush, the opening ceremony will be the day after tomorrow, just write it down and show it to the class teacher tomorrow afternoon.

So, do you have anything else to do later? "

"No, there is no formal class today, and the teacher doesn't care about the evening self-study class."

"Then Sissi and I will go to your school to find you, and you can directly teach me how to write."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Shuo shook his head and said, "Let's go!"

"Walk!"

The two went to the carport, and Chen Shuo rode his bicycle and took her to No. 4 Middle School.

The two schools were only about ten miles apart, and it was not tiring for him to ride there.

When they arrived at the entrance of No. 4 Middle School, they saw Shu Chang waiting and waved to them when they saw them.

Chen Shuo locked his bicycle in the parking lot at the school gate. The three of them found a small restaurant and ordered a few dishes. While eating comfortably, they taught him the experience of writing speeches and found him some manuscripts of classmates for reference. .

The students in No. 4 Middle School are all top academics, and they also have rich experience in speaking as representatives.

Although Chen Shuo thought he was not bad after gaining anecdotal knowledge and erudite talent, his background was incomparable. He was a genius since he was a child.

And his talent since childhood has been focused on Wu Qin Xi.

He verified all the speeches and Shu Chang's experience and found that such manuscripts were nothing more than words that praised the school, inspired classmates, and looked forward to the future.

I suddenly had a direction in my heart.

While he was reading the manuscript, Liu Yifei and Shu Chang were eating and chatting, and they had almost finished eating.

After he cleaned up the rest, the three of them paid and walked around.

At this time, the sun sets in the west and the lanterns begin to shine. It is the time for everyone to take a walk and play.

About one kilometer east of No. 4 Middle School is Beihai Park, and the three of them strolled around here.

Until about eight o'clock, they returned to the entrance of No. 4 Middle School and sent Shu Chang inside. Chen Shuo and Chen Shuo rode their bicycles back again.

We parted ways at the door of the dormitory. When we returned to the dormitory, Chen Shuo found pen and paper and started writing a manuscript.

Just as he was about to start writing, he suddenly paused and immersed himself in the famous work "Brainstorming Speech".

Masterpiece handed down from generation to generation: brainstorming speech

Description: You teach your audience the value of being inquiring and inspiring them to gain new insights in this area.

As a result of your presentation, your audience becomes more receptive to knowledge.

This ability is equivalent to adding a diligent and studious Buff to everyone.

It was only after singing and activating "The Bloom of Life on Salt-alkali Land" last time that he realized that he didn't need to create a work to temporarily activate a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

It’s just that the selected works, whether in terms of fit or performance status, need to be able to match the masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.

He doesn't expect that he can write a manuscript that will be handed down from generation to generation, but he can use the artistic conception of this work to write the manuscript.

Immersed in the artistic conception of this work, the things written should have some characteristics.

What if he is in better shape when he gives a speech and can temporarily activate it?

It doesn't matter if it's not activated, it's just a speech, as long as it doesn't make any mistakes.

After feeling it for a moment, a template of the speech flashed in his mind, and he began to write.

As he began to write and write, a wave of emotions surged in his heart, and the vocabulary, writing techniques, etc. he had accumulated before also came to his mind, turned into words one by one under his pen, and finally gathered into a speech. .

When the last stroke was put away, he picked up the two-page manuscript and flicked it, feeling extremely satisfied.

Not a word changed!

Zhu Yawen, who saw him putting the manuscript away in his notebook and talking to him, asked, "Have you finished writing?"

"It's finished." Chen Shuo nodded.

"Do you want us to give you a palm eye?" Ma Wenlong said with a smile.

"Go and listen in person the day after tomorrow." Chen Shuo asked, "What are you talking about?"

There were six people in the dormitory. He, Zhu Yawen, and Ma Wenlong were in the lower bunk, and Qi Kui, Deng Zifei, and Luo Jin were in the upper bunk.

"We are talking about, besides Liu Yifei, who is the prettiest in the class?" Qi Kui, who was sitting right in front of him, was lying on the bedside and asked, "Who do you think is the prettiest?"

"Liu Yifei!"

"Except Liu Yifei." Deng Zifei asked.

"It's still Liu Yifei!"

"You kid, you just don't want to get in?" Luo Jin pointed at him and shook his head and sighed.

"Then who do you call beautiful?"

"Liu Yifei!!!" everyone said in unison.