Cannon fodder man becomes Sweeter with Him (Chinese Bl MTL Novel)

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

　　Facing Shang Ling Ziyou's fiery expectant eyes, Teacher He's mouth twitched slightly, "Yes!"

　　It's just that the first prize is too far away from them, and this is not the reward she wanted to talk about.

　　"I'll participate!" Ling Ziyou said with a little excitement, as if he had already pocketed 100,000 yuan.

　　"Hmm... well... what I want to add is that the contestants participating in this competition may meet the new generation of powerful singer Rik, and maybe even take a group photo if they can enter the finals."

　　As soon as the teacher finished speaking, there was an uproar in the classroom.

　　Ling Ziyou tilted his head, trying to remember who this person was, Lu Song, who had always been aloof, stood up abruptly, lost his composure with excitement.

　　"I object to Ling Ziyou's participation! Mr. He, if no one signs up, I'll do it."

　　Lu Song was obviously annoyed and repented, but he showed a look of charity, completely ignoring Ling Ziyou.

　　Ling Ziyou changed from his previous calm and casual gaze to a bit more aggressive.

　　No one should try to steal money under his nose!

　　"..." Teacher He withdrew the smile on his face and looked at Ling Ziyou.

　　Teacher He is a very young female teacher, about 30 years old, graduated from a prestigious media school, and majored in foreign languages. She has several years of experience as a host of CCTV, and has a high level of attainment in foreign languages. She has a high reputation in the department and is relatively strict and upright.

　　The words spoken and the water poured out are very trustworthy.

　　Although this competition is very difficult, if you are willing to spend energy to prepare, the ending will not be too bad.

　　Therefore, unless Ling Ziyou repents, today's quota will go to Ling Ziyou.

　　But before Ling Ziyou could speak, Jiang Zhenzhen, Lu Song's admirer in the class, interjected angrily.

　　"Teacher, didn't you let Ling Ziyou participate in the competition to embarrass him? He is only familiar with 26 letters. Could it be possible to recite 26 letters on stage?"

　　After the words fell, the students in the class roared with laughter.

　　"Jiang Zhenzhen, can you speak well?!" Another male voice sounded from the right corner ahead.

　　Ling Ziyou was surprised that someone spoke for him, and glanced over. It was discovered that he was a scumbag in their class.

　　Uh~~ He opened his mouth to defend, could it be because of the confrontation between the scumbag and the bully?

　　"I'm here to help him recognize the facts! With his grades, is it embarrassing him or our class if he gets on stage?"

　　Jiang Zhenzhen looked at Ling Ziyou, curled his lips in disdain, "Ling Ziyou, you are ashamed to participate in this competition."

　　Among Ling Ziyou's several subjects, English is the worst. Every time he passed the passing mark in English, when he formed a team, he often dragged the team back, and the students in the same group were forced to be very dissatisfied with him.

　　Jiang Zhenzhen's words were too harsh, but everyone agreed.

　　Others in the competition send elites to play, and they send a crane tail, what's the matter?

　　"I also think that Ling Ziyou is really not suitable to participate in the competition. The teacher wants us to win glory, not to lose face." Another student also echoed.

　　"I don't agree either."

　　Everyone said something to each other, driving Ling Ziyou into the quagmire.

　　suddenly.

　　Teacher He slapped the table heavily, and glanced coldly at the people below, "Did I encourage you to participate in advance? If you don't go, you won't allow others to go! What right do you have to ask others to satisfy your selfish desires? You go back on your word, and now let me break my word?"

　　When the teacher got angry, the people below stopped talking.

　　"Ling Ziyou, let's compete! Whoever wins will go!" Lu Song glared at him with gloomy eyes.

　　"You're a poce of shit!"

　　A mouthful of standard English pronunciation came from Ling Ziyou's mouth. He raised his eyebrows, and his tone was indescribably arrogant, "You have a lot of nerve."

　　Lu Song's face changed slightly.

　　A student asked softly what Ling Ziyou said. Someone muffled a laugh.

　　"He called Lu Song a bunch of*... thick-skinned..."

　　"..."