The system invites me to be a teacher

Chapter 118: Give You the Trophy

"Teacher Kong, you are amazing!" Long Acai gave a thumbs up again.

If he was just gratified for Confucius and Mencius just now, this time he really appreciated it.

Confucius and Mencius smiled and said, "Mr. Long, it's not that I am great, but the students are fighting for it."

"Well, students are more competitive, but I still think you are better."

"..."

Listening to Confucius and Mencius and Long Acai praising each other, Ma Biao in front wanted to turn around and add a few more words to spoil their good mood.

But he finally resisted it, first because of what his daughter said just now, and second, even if he looked back, there was nothing to show off.

Just hitting others, but unable to elevate oneself, forcing the frame will undoubtedly reduce a lot, which is not in line with Ma Biao's style.

So he is waiting for his daughter's first prize.

Finally, the second prize is over and the first prize begins.

It is still Liu Yi's voice:

"The first prizes for the monthly Chinese exam for the second year of senior high school are:

Senior two (1) class Li Sihua, high school two (1) class Zhen Tiehan, high school class two (5) class Li Fei, high school class two (2) class Li Kaifeng... high school class two (1) class Zheng Mao, high school class two (1) class Wang Tong, high school class two (9) ) Ban Ma Ruoxi.

Congratulations to these ten award-winning students!"

Wow...

The parents boiled directly.

What did you hear?Grade 2 (1) actually won 4 first prizes??How is this possible???

Then I think that there are 15 third prizes and 8 second prizes in this class. Doesn't that mean that almost everyone in this class has prizes?

It's incredible, it's incredible.

If other classes get this honor, the parents would better accept it, but what class is the second grade (1) class?

That is the only donation class of Zhiyuan, which belongs to the Qiongtai Reef of China, a barren exile, a gathering place for scum.

Now you tell me this three-no class has taken off, and it flies faster, higher, and farther than other classes...

What is a show?This is the show!

Show!

Tianxiu!

Kuang Dong is the only show!

Flower show!

Good luck Zhong Shenxiu!

The successor to socialism asks you whether you are outstanding or not?!

Ahem... It's flying a bit.

Among them, the only emotionally different from other parents should be Ma Biao.

Pinching his nose, he sneered in disdain.

That's right, what if you account for four of the top ten of the first prize?Don't you want to be crushed by my good girl?

You must know that in the future the college entrance examination will not be compared to the collective, but the individual.

Thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge, and the one or two in the front will always succeed.

Taking a deep breath, it's time to play to the fullest, and his daughter went to the podium, he was very free.

Shi Shiran turned around and looked at Long Acai: "Boss Long, how is my daughter? Isn't she out of the ordinary?

Envy?Jealous?

Hahahaha, welcome to hate me!

Oops, I'm sorry, I floated too.

By the way, I really sympathize with you. If I’m not wrong, there are 27 winners in the second grade (1) class, right?

A 28-person class has 27 awards, which is great, great!

It's a pity (liao) the last one, and the last parent.

Hey, everyone is drunk and you are alone, sober and helpless are the most troublesome; the green is a little red from it, but it is all red on the top of the crane.

Sad, pathetic, sigh..."

"Dad, how can you do this?" A familiar voice rang from behind, but Ma Ruoxi came back after receiving the award.

She looked at her father helplessly, really a dad who won't let anyone stop for a while!

"This, I..." Ma Biao was a little embarrassed when he didn't expect to be arrested by his daughter for pretending to be forceful.

Looking at Long Acai, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and Long Aotian, who was still silent, Ma Ruoxi said to Long Acai again: "Uncle Long, my dad is such a person, I'm really sorry."

"Oh, it's okay." Despite what he said, Long Acai's tone was completely different from the previous one, and he obviously no longer meant to understand Ma Biao.

Ma Ruoxi sighed helplessly, she could understand Long Acai's feelings, and anyone who was ridiculed again and again would be like this.

She walked up to Long Aotian again: "Student Long, don't be offended."

Long Aotian smiled and said, "Oh, it's okay."

Although the words were exactly the same as Long Acai's words, his tone was completely opposite.

Different from his father's thinking, Long Aotian admired Ma Ruoxi very much. Her "My Future Is Not a Dream" has been read several times.

This book not only shows the delicate, naughty, confident, angry, depressed, optimistic and other small emotions of a young girl, but also perfectly expresses the living conditions of contemporary young girls.

Moreover, Long Aotian's point of view is very clear, the grievances of the fathers belong to the grievances of the fathers, and it has nothing to do with Ma Ruoxi.

Coupled with the other party's atmospheric persuasion behavior, it is even more admirable.

Hearing what Long Aotian said, Ma Ruoxi was also very happy. After thinking about it, she solemnly handed the trophy in her hand to Long Aotian: "This is for you."

Long Aotian: "?"

Ma Ruoxi: "Anyway, I have something wrong, so I hope you can target it and don't give up fighting easily."

In addition to the bonus, the first prize of Zhiyuan Middle School students also has a silver trophy.

Although the trophy can not be compared with the golden trophy of the special prize, it is also an encouragement to students' outstanding performance and it is an honor.

For most students who are not bad money, this trophy is even more important than the bonus.

Ma Ruoxi is willing to send it out now, which shows her absolute sincerity.

"Daughter, don't..." Ma Biao hurriedly stopped. He also wanted to take this trophy to the company and show it off!

It's a pity that he was interrupted when he was only talking halfway.

"Dad, this is my decision. I hope you can respect my wishes."

After speaking, Ma Ruoxi looked at Long Aotian again: "Student Long, I hope you will accept it."

Unexpectedly, Long Aotian shook his head: "This...Student Ruoxi, I completely accept your kindness, but you should keep this trophy for yourself!"

"Ah? Why?" Ma Ruoxi was puzzled, "Student Long, if you are just embarrassed to ask, I don't think it is necessary at all.

Because I am willing to send you, it represents only my most sincere sincerity, without any ridicule or irony."

"Of course I know, but not what you think..."

"Then why don't you accept it? Don't underestimate this trophy.

People are lazy. If you are determined to study today, it is easy to forget after three or five days, and then continue to fall and sink.

But this trophy is different. Whenever you want to be lazy, you can look at it. Think about what we said today, and then think about other students in your class. I believe that next time the school will award prizes, there will be yours. first name."

Ma Biao also said on the side: "Yes, although I am very reluctant, but since my daughter gave it to you, you just take it."

The two talked, and other parents next to them were watching. At this time they also helped:

"Classmate, just accept it!"

"Yes, a trophy is precious, but I prefer this kind of mutual help among students."

"The tyrants help the scumbags to forge ahead, still based on the contradictions of the parents, it must be a good story in the future."

"Come on, boy, I am optimistic about you!"

The atmosphere was suddenly warm, and Long Aotian said helplessly: "Student Ruoxi, this...It's not that I don't want to, and I can't feel inferior. It's that I prefer the gold cup to the silver cup!"

Ma Ruoxi: "What?"

Other parents were also sluggish: Silver Cup?Golden cup?Are current students so picky when they receive a gift?

Ma Biao was even more angry. My good girl kindly gave you something, but you still dare to dislike it, it's almost...

It's just that he didn't say what he said, because Liu Yi's voice sounded for the last time on the podium:

"The student who won the special prize in the Chinese Language and Literature of the second grade of high school this month is—the second grade (1) class, Long Aotian!

Congratulations Long!"

Ma Ruoxi: "?"

Ma Biao: "??"

Other onlookers: "???"