Xu Lie frowned, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at Su Hao's expression.

Su was as calm as he imagined.

She didn't scold or get angry, but just nodded calmly, and after a while, she nodded again.

On the radio, the athletes' march suddenly rang, and it was time for the flag-raising ceremony.

Su Hao looked at the speech of the national flag on the desk, spread his hands to Xie Yizhou, and said coldly: "Give me the petition."

"Sister Su, what do you want to do? I'm scared of your attitude. Let's think of another way. Don't be impulsive..." Xie Yizhou pinched the letter in embarrassment.

"Give me the petition." Su Hao repeated calmly.

Xu Lie didn't stop her.

Because he probably knew what she was going to do.

*

After the athletes' march three times, all classes arrived at the playground one after another.

In mid-May, the sun is scorching, and the golden sunlight makes people unable to open their eyes. Everyone is so angry that they are sunburned, not to mention the bad news of Chad and the group of seven people with a collective low mood.

The unchanging flag-raising process was carried out step by step, and everyone was yawning and waiting for time until the host teacher announced the name of the student representative who spoke under the national flag: Su Hao.

People in the grade more or less heard about Su Hao's counterattack in the midterm exam, but they didn't know that there was a speech under the national flag. They thought they were dizzy by the sun and heard it wrong, so they whispered to each other.

Su Hao was wearing a well-decorated short-sleeved white shirt and a dark blue pleated skirt, holding a stack of manuscripts, walked up to the rostrum in a commotion, stood in front of the vertical microphone, and slowly swept over the students and teachers below.

"Dear teacher and dear classmates, good morning everyone. I am Su Hao from Class 7, Grade 2. I am honored to stand here and make this speech under the national flag as a student representative." Su Hao's voice rang through the playground through the microphone, and immediately calmed down.

"Although this is a very honorable thing, when the director of the grade last anniversary informed me to give a speech, I honestly didn't want to do it at first. But my class teacher told me that I used to be a careless person in front of everyone, and I hope that I would make a beautiful speech under the national flag to transform the stereotyped image I left in the eyes of teachers."

There was a rustling laughter coming from below.

Su Hao also pulled the corner of his mouth: "At the beginning, I wanted to laugh like everyone else, thinking that our Teacher Du was too naive. It was so easy to reverse my deep-rooted bad impression in the hearts of all the teachers? Until last Friday, I understood that Teacher Du also knew that this might not be of much use, but even a little use, because he didn't have much time to teach me. He is trying his best to help me and his students not be treated by the new class teacher wearing tinted glasses in the future. That's right, last Friday, my classmates and I learned about a piece of news that Teacher Du will be transferred next semester. As far as we know, this is not a fair, open, and fair transfer."

There was an uproar under the rostrum.

Du Kang tried his best to gesture Su Hao at the end of the 7th team, and hurriedly squeezed out the crowd and rushed forward. The host teacher beside him was also stunned, hesitating whether to come and take Su Hao's microphone away.

Su Hao took off the microphone from the shelf and quickly spoke, "I know that many people are coming to stop me now, and I also know that someone in the radio room is preparing to cut off my microphone power, but I beg every teacher who intends to stop me from thinking about a question - if today, I have no choice but to accept this mobilization, will you hope someone will stand up and speak out for you?"

The host teacher's hand snatching the microphone was frozen in the air.

The political and educational director who rushed to the stairs of the rostrum stopped.

Du Kang was held back by several boys in Class 7.

There was a silence all over the place. Su Hao held the microphone in one hand and threw away the speech he had prepared before with the other, and raised the pile of broken notes left in his hand: "This weekend, 39 students from our 2nd Class 7 jointly wrote a petition of 10,000 words and submitted it to the principal's office. This morning, the petition returned to us, as if it was crushed by a shredder and stained with rotten garbage."

"We don't know what kind of character relationships and conflicts are involved in the transfer of Teacher Du this time, so that our 39-8th of our wishes do not even have the chance to be looked at. The rules for adults are left to adults to care. We only care about a good teacher who is conscientious and should not be treated like this unfairly!"

"I may not change anything when I say this now, and I still can't get the statement we want. But I hope that even if Teacher Du compromises, he will not be upset about the so-called rules in the adult world. Today is our thirty-nine students running for you. Tomorrow, when you go to other places, you will definitely have more love and respect your students."

"Young people will grow old, but there will always be young people in this world, so I believe that this world will always be passionate."

Su Hao put down the microphone, bowed to everyone, and walked under the rostrum.

After the silent playground was silent for a few seconds, thunderous applause burst out. At first, it was the students, and then slowly, a teacher quietly clapped his hands in the corner where no one noticed it.

Someone took the lead and shouted "Sister Su", and then the support sound was like a surging tide, one wave higher than another-

"Sister Su--!"

"Sister Su--!"

"Sister Su--!"

The head of the political and educational director Cui Hua finally "restored" his movements. He rushed to the rostrum, picked up the microphone, pointed at Su Hao who was walking on the plastic track and said, "It's nonsense! Su Hao, you are really a rebellious person, you are like nonsense?" Cui Hua's eyebrows were raised, "I'm very brave and I'm very brave. Hurry up and run ten laps for me!"

Su Hao shrugged and said it didn't matter and ran away from him.

There were still people below shouting "Sister Su". Cui Hua glared at the Green Field and scolded at the microphone: "Who is so weak and still calling me? Or do you all run with your sister?"

In the seventh squad, Xu Lie walked out of the back row, silently stepped onto the plastic track, and followed Su Hao.

The other students who participated in the petition in Class 7 reacted and squeezed out of the green field to chase after him.

Class 9 Wenming, Li Mao, Chen Xingfeng, Miao Miao and Shi Jiayan also rushed onto the runway.

Dozens of people ran around under the sun in a magnificent manner.

Cui Hua sighed and shook his head, asked the host teacher to call for evacuation of other classes of students, walked off the rostrum, saw Du Kang standing under the red eyes, and stepped forward and patted his shoulder: "Old Du, it's worth it!"

Du Kang nodded while wiping the wet corners of his eyes and looked at the group of students on the plastic track.

Young people will grow old, but there will always be young people in this world, so this world will always be passionate.

Look at these teenagers, they ran in the scorching sun, laughing until tears filled their eyes.
Chapter completed!