"Captain, the score is out."

Teacher Peng, a brigade department who had been responsible for scoring, calculated the average of the scores of each class scores given by several judges and handed the results to Wen Zhixing.

Wen Zhixing reached out to take the result, looked carefully from top to bottom, and confirmed that there were no mistakes, so he handed it to Principal Longzhong next to him.

After reading it, the principal handed it down one by one.

In front of the rostrum, all the students in the first grade of senior high school had already lined up and stood in the audience and waited quietly for the final result to be read out.

On the viewing stand, parents lowered their voices and had already started private discussions

You Dazhi said to his wife Qian Huifang: "Wife, it seems that there is a chance for our son's class!"

Qian Huifang said: "Of course I think I should be the first one if I have the chance! There are so many classes, our son's class is the most energetic, and the slogans are shouting... I heard it and my ears buzzed."

Huang Maokun, who was standing by, said disdainfully: "This is not a comparison of who shouts loudly, but a comparison of whom's movement standards."

Qian Huifang retorted: "Does my son's class not have standard movements? Do you know what standard is? Tell me, that...what will go?"

She couldn't remember her name and quickly looked at her husband.

You Dazhi's father was a soldier, and he was so impressed by his eyes, and of course he was at the three major steps.

"Walk in step, run and walk in step." He quickly explained to his wife.

Qian Huifang said: "Yes, yes, yes, stroll, and stroll."

She turned to Huang Maokun: "Deputy Director Huang, you are very familiar with it. You seem to understand it very much. Otherwise, tell us what you need? Let us country ladies like us also have a good understanding?"

Huang Maokun froze.

He suddenly realized sadly that although he was a deputy director, it was unnecessary to talk to Qian Huifang, a strong woman who had been in the business world for many years.

Because the two are not on the same level at all.

Not only do you have to consider your identity, but your thinking is not as active as others.

It's like a serious boxer who meets an unruly UFC player, who is timid and feels as he feels as he feels as he gets into the crotch.

He closed his mouth and stopped saying anything, so as not to be caught by Qian Huifang again and ridiculed him.

"Now announce the final split result of the game today."

Wen Zhixing stood up with the scoring table.

The field was quiet.

Everyone stretched their necks and waited for Wen Zhixing to announce the results.

"Third place."

Wen Zhixing raised his head and looked at the team below.

"Class 1st Grade (4), girls' team."

Applause rang out from the management stand.

The third place result is out.

"Second place..."

I don’t know if it was intentional or unintentional, but Wen Zhixing would stop whenever he read the ranking and look around the audience for a week.

After stoking his appetite, he finally realized the most expectations of everyone, but it was the most unexpected result.

"Class 1st Grade (1), boys' team."

After saying that, he took the initiative to raise his head and applaud.

This time, the audience did not applaud immediately.

Obviously, this result was somewhat unexpected.

Class 1 (1) of High School is the top class in the top class, with five top classes, of which 1 and 2 are elite classes.

These two classes are the best students who jumped out of the entire first grade of senior high school and were the facade of Longzhong.

At any time, any activity in the school is almost always the same as these two half-packs.

However, a few seconds later, the tide of applause continued to sound.

Many people think that maybe the first place is Class 2.

"First place!"

Wen Zhixing's tone was aggravated this time.

His eyes swept over all the students under the rostrum again.

Standing in front of the queue, like the twenty-two boys behind him.

His heart was pounding at this moment.

He knew very well that according to his performance just now, the boys' team in Class 15 are definitely qualified to win the award.

But he didn't expect that he could really win the first place.

Taking the first place is just a slogan to cheer up.

In fact, it is already an unexpected surprise to be able to get the top three.

On the viewing platform, Huang Maokun looked calm, but his heart was hanging.

Is it really Class 15?

He couldn't help but worry that if the couple next to him could win the first place in their son's class, the couple didn't know how to show them to themselves.

Qian Huifang grabbed You Dazhi's arm with her hand, pinched her nails into the flesh, and pinched You Dazhi so hard that she grinned.

"The first place is the team of boys in Class 15!"

After half a minute of appetite, Wen Zhixing finally made it open and honest.

"Wow!"

The girls from Class 15 screamed first.

Then there were the boys from Class 15 who screamed and went crazy.

Regardless of whether they were still standing in the queue, they all jumped three feet high.

Everyone hugged wildly, keeping shouting the same sentence!

"We won! We're not trash!"

"We won! We're not trash!"

Before Zhuang Yan could turn around, she was surrounded by the boys who rushed forward.

Under the command of You Dahai, more than a dozen students lifted up the solemn and threw them into the sky...

"Long live the instructor!"

Under Yu Huijun's command, the girls shouted in an orderly manner: "The instructor is so handsome! The instructor is so handsome!"

Wang Dazui said: "I am your instructor!"

The girls stuck out their tongues at him and said loudly: "We are talking about the instructor of the boys' team!"

Wang Damou's mouth was black and looked up at the sky, feeling that the world was completely out of heaven.

The students in other classes around moved aside and stared at the scene blankly, all stunned.

Director Xu of the Teaching Department planned to stop him, but was stopped by the principal.

"Forget it, this is probably the most glorious moment in Class 15, so let them be happy."

He turned around and said to Wen Zhixing: "Captain, I'm very happy to be able to come to your team to teach the military training. Your squad leader is really the most qualified soldier I have ever met."

Wen Zhixing certainly understood the meaning of the principal's words. Before coming to the 1st Division teaching team, Longzhong used to search for some troops in the urban area nearby for military training, but the results were not very ideal.

This is the first time I have worked with the 1st Division teaching team.

"Where are, I have won the prize." Wen Zhixing felt a gloomy on his face. This time, he had an explanation to his superiors.

You Dazhi sat on the steps of the viewing platform, suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, and reached out to ask Qian Huifang: "Wife, have you brought a tissue?"

Qian Huifang glanced at You Dazhi, laughed loudly, took out a Vida tissue from her bag, handed it to You Dazhi, and said, "Look at you, how old are you, you're still wiping your tears in public... Isn't it embarrassing?"

You Dazhi said: "I remember my father. When Dahai was a child, he often taught him to walk in the yard. However, Dahai was young and didn't know anything. You said, if my father could live until now, how happy he would see this scene..."

Qian Huifang suddenly felt a hot corner of her eyes, and reached out to pat You Dazhi's shoulder gently, comforting her: "Okay, Dad is in the Spirit of Heaven, I will definitely see it."

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something.

Look around.

Huang Maokun has long disappeared.

Qian Huifang slapped her thigh and said depressedly: "This Huang Maokun is running so fast!"

Yan Qiguan said
Chapter completed!