264 Ye Ye’s might
principal Zhang, please. principal Jiang was in a difficult position. On one side was Zhang Qingfeng’s favorite student, and on the other side was Zhang Qingfeng’s granddaughter.
It seemed that he could not offend any of them.
Zhang Qingfeng looked at his granddaughter on the stage and narrowed his eyes.
Just as he was about to stand up and speak, he heard a wave of unruly footsteps behind him.
As the footsteps got closer, the students in the hall all quieted down.
Zhang Qingfeng turned around.
It was su.
He sat back in his chair, slightly hesitant.
He had to admit that the moment he saw the photo of little su, he couldn’t control his love for her. She looked so much like her great aunt.
So, when he found out about little SU’s excellent medical skills, he immediately decided to send her to his school.
Not to mention that she had scored full marks in math last time.
But in English ...
If he remembered correctly, the most recent score was 42 points. How good could his spoken language be?
His granddaughter was obviously looking for trouble!
However, su was already calmly walking up the stage.
At this moment, Gu mo suddenly saw that the script was still in his hands.
This is bad!
Bai Yuqiao also noticed that su didn’t even have a script. Was she trying to be funny?
Gu Yu bent over and walked out of Zhai Tianlong’s room. He walked down the aisle and quickly handed the script to his deskmate.
However, she had only walked halfway when she heard su ye’s voice from the stage. It passed through the microphone and into the ears of everyone below the stage.
“This article was written by my deskmate, Gu mo.”
Gu Yu was stunned.
The next second, before anyone could react, su ye faced the audience and recited Gu Yu’s speech in extremely fluent and authentic M-style English.
The row of leaders, the top students in the front row, and the high school students in the back row were all dumbfounded.
It even took a few seconds for everyone to determine that this fluent English came from su ye’s mouth and not from some M drama.
This was the first time he realized that listening to English could be a form of enjoyment.
Compared to su ye, Bai Yuqiao’s speech was like the difference between an overseas student and a local. It was obvious.
More importantly, su was also called up on stage at the last minute, and he could go off-script completely!
There were 23 classes in total, and she was the only one to give a speech without a script, including Bai Yuqiao.
Gu Yu was dumbfounded. He stopped in his tracks and stood rooted to the ground. He looked down at the script in his hand. His deskmate had memorized it word for word.
What stunned her the most was that su ye’s pronunciation was exactly the same as the woman in the recording. Other than the slight difference in tone, it sounded like the same person was flirting.
Fantasy, it was too fantasy.
Su also glanced at the silent audience and the dumbfounded little faces, and the corners of his lips curled up in an extremely subtle manner.
She had read the script a few times when she was recording for Gu Yao, and she often heard Gu Yao talking about it, so she had memorized it a long time ago.
As for her pronunciation, she had been studying in country M and many other countries around it for many years forty years ago.
There was a comparison?
Outside the hall.
Bo Yunli and Lu Wenbin were walking towards the back door of the hall. When they reached the front, they heard su ye’s fluent English coming from inside.
Lu Wenbin was stunned,”President, is that miss SU’s voice?” It sounds like it, but her English results can’t possibly be so accurate, right?”
Bo Yunli’s lips held a faint smile, his reaction much calmer.”It’s her,”
At this moment, two staff members came out from the back door, discussing something about guaranteed entry.
Bo Yunli stopped in his tracks and motioned for Lu Wenbin to go in first. Then, he called one of the staff members and said gently, ” “Excuse me, who do you think the principal of Qing University is going to recommend?”
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