Chapter 227

On hearing this, the headmaster said with a smile, "I happen to be back on Friday."

Min Yu looked at him, "or I'll let Zhuo Yun pick you up then?"

The headmaster waved. "It's OK. Don't bother. I have to take some students."

Min Yu eyebrows pick pick, "participate in the competition?"

"Well, but how do you know that?" The headmaster was quite surprised.

Min Yu smile, "heard people mention it two days ago."

So it is.

The headmaster didn't ask much, and chatted about other things.

**

after leaving the headmaster's office, Huo Ya went back to the classroom. As for why she met Min Yu at the headmaster's office, she was not interested in guessing.

"What did the headmaster tell you to go to the office again?"

As soon as she sat down, the shadow came up and asked.

Huo Yao took out an all English reading book from his desk box. He opened it and said, "next week's national competition, please tell me to review well."

Shadow hand holding chin, "this? Nothing else? "

"No more." Huo Yao's head did not lift.

Mengying blinked, and then her eyes fell on the English book someone was reading. After reading it hard, she felt dizzy. Although she realized that English was good, she couldn't understand a word?

He covered his eyes and felt inexplicably thumped.

However, "don't you want to review well? How can you still read English books?" The shadow asked in doubt.

Huo Yao turned a page again, his voice was faint, "Oh, I signed up for an oral English contest again."

Meng Ying touched the tip of his nose and said, "how can you sign up for the oral English contest?"

Of course, she knew about the competition. The English teacher mentioned it in class a few days ago, but no one put up their hands to sign up.

This kind of oral English competition is not as simple as memorizing English passages by rote. It is elegant in grammar and fluent in speaking speed. It can't bring a manuscript to the stage. The whole competition is no different from empty handed speech.

No, it's more difficult than empty handed speech. After all, it's to translate Chinese into English.

"The first one has 100000 grants." Huo Yao said seriously.

How can I have trouble with money.

Meng Ying thought that there was a period of time when she was dominated by someone's 20000 yuan transfer every day. After a long time, she said, "dear, are you a person short of money?"

Hearing this, Huo Yao put his hand on the English book, turned his head and nodded his head seriously, "does anyone think that money is too much?"

The shadow of the lip corner a draw, mother, this kind of soul question, actually let her speechless.

Huo Yao saw the shadow on his face, and his lips were hooked. As soon as he took back his sight, she suddenly looked at her and asked, "by the way, do you pursue the stars?"

"Ah?" The topic turns too fast, shadow Leng next, immediately nod: "of course chase ah, how suddenly ask this?"

She remembers saying that she was not interested in stars or anything.

Huo Yao thought for two seconds in silence and then said, "have you heard the name Huo Xiang?" There was a pause. "A singer."

"Huo Xiang? Or singing? " Meng Ying shook his head. "I haven't heard of it."

"Well, I see." Huo Yao regretfully withdrew his sight.

After confirming the eyes, her fourth brother is really the unknown person.

Meng Ying looks suspiciously at the giant sister who continues to read the book. This one doesn't look like a boring inquisitor, so Who is Huo Xiang?

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