After several months, Wang Bo gave a speech that was unique, unconventional, and integrated with various performance forms such as storytelling, crosstalk, talk show. Of course, if he had a lot of saliva, rich expressions, rich body movements, and used dialects, it was better to say that he was chatting and spanking with a group of friends. The appropriate behavior of blowing the dragon gate formation could also be called a speech. It made all the teachers and students in the school stunned and laughed, and then gradually became serious as the speech deepened, then moved, and finally was shocked!

All the students were thinking that "No. 1 Brother of Fourth Middle School" is worthy of being "No. 1 Brother of Fourth Middle School". His every move, even if it is just an ordinary speech, is always unexpected and extraordinary, making them cheer, gain insight, and then worship them!

When all the teachers opened their mouths and came to Sichuan dialect, they were shocked at first, thinking that there were two leaders from the Education Bureau below. Wang Bo actually made Sichuan dialect. He was too sarcastic and too unsovereign, right?

Especially Xiao Jinsong, after hearing Wang Bo's dialect, he almost jumped up and his face turned pale. He had been teaching books for seven or eight years, but he had never seen anyone speak Sichuan dialect on such occasions. Even the principal Huang Zhihua, the speech at the opening ceremony just now, was in Mandarin, although it was Trump, who sounded so strange!

However, the harshness and weirdness at the beginning passed slowly, slowly, when Wang Bo talked about his experience of participating this time, all the teachers, whether other teachers or Xiao Jinsong, whose faces were "scared to death", began to immerse himself in Wang Bo's twists and turns, sometimes laughing happily, sometimes feeling relieved, sometimes applauded, and extremely excited! They felt as if they were listening to Li Baiqing's storytelling, and also as if they were watching an indomitable hero who would never compromise in the face of power and oppression, fighting to the death, and finally turned the tide with his own strength and won great surprises and great honors.

As for the feeling of leaders of all sizes in the front row, which is closest to Wang Bo, it is similar to the teachers sitting among the students. From the start of surprise and frowning to the concentration, nervousness, excitement and excitement behind, they completely sink into the performance carefully created by Wang Bo, clapping and cheering with the teachers and students in the audience.

Wang Bo strided with his head high and returned to his seat amidst the loud applause and cheers.

"Wang Bo, you are so good. I have never heard such a touching speech." Before Wang Bo sat down, his deskmate Liao Xiaoqing looked excited and said to Wang Bo with an excited look.

"It's so normal! I'm also inspired!" Wang Bo said with a smile, very modest.

As soon as Wang Bo finished his speech, the next step was to issue the certificate. He was the "Three Good Students", "Excellent Students", "Excellent Students", "Excellent Students in Sifang City", "Excellent Students in De City", and "Excellent Students in Sichuan Province". In addition to the very ordinary "Excellent Students" and "Excellent Students in Excellent Students", Wang Bo did not win the two awards of "Excellent Students" and "Excellent Students" from county, municipal, and provincial levels, all of them were taken by him. Fortunately, there was no hat of "Excellent Students in China", otherwise he would probably have to wear it on his head this time.

In addition, Wang Bo also received a "Special Contribution Award" specially set up by the Municipal Education Commission for him - a gold-plated honorary certificate plus a 5,000 yuan bonus! Sifang Middle School also followed suit and sent him a certificate of "Outstanding Talent Award" on the spot. These certificates, bonuses and honorary certificates were added together, which made Wang Bo hug, allowing him to understand what it means to "get the award softly"!

At the same time, it also made Wang Bo realize that there was no talent in his hometown. Whether it was a physical education, an art, or an international Olympic competition in mathematics, physics, chemistry, and education every year, the students of No. 4 Middle School, including his previous life, have always been actively involved, but they have never made any fuss. The special prize he won in the "New Concept Composition Competition" this time was unprecedented. This country's only honor awarded by the organizing committee was completely worthy of a big book for the Fourth Middle School and the Sifang Education circles. They have been writing for several years and are awesome. No wonder whether it is his family holding a celebration banquet or the No. 4 Middle School holding a school opening ceremony, Li Changzhi and Zhou Min, the two top leaders and second leaders of the Sifang Education circles who have not met for three years in their previous life, must come in person!

They are witnessing their own political achievements!

As soon as the awards were awarded, today's opening ceremony was over. The students on the playground immediately scattered. Wang Bo also stood up and took up his chair and walked towards the classroom with his classmates talking and laughing.

As soon as he returned to the classroom, the few who had played well with Wang Bo rushed around and asked curiously how much bonus he had won today. Wang Bo stretched out his right hand and spread his index finger and thumb.

"Eight hundred?" Tang Jian asked with his eyes lit up.

"Brother Jian, you have to multiply by ten!" Liao Xiaoqing, who had seen Wang Bo's two envelopes of money, narrowed his eyes and said.

"Damn! Eight thousand? There are really eight thousand?" Tang Jian exclaimed loudly, unable to believe it at all.

"I don't know they would send me so much." Wang Bo spread his hands, looking very "innocent".

"Fuck! It's really eight thousand! Boss, you're rich! You're treating guests, you must treat them today!" Tang Jian shouted.

When other students around him heard Tang Jian’s whisper, they were shocked to learn that Wang Bo had received an 8,000 yuan bonus this time. After a series of envious eyes, they also started to cheer him and asked him, the rich man who was happy to treat him.

"Yeah, seeing that I rarely make a fortune, are you going to have a big deal today?" Wang Bo said with a smile, and took out six green "dead heads" from the envelope and patted them in front of his deskmate Liao Xiaoqing. "Everyone in Class 7 has a share. You can buy something less than ten yuan for your own purchase, and I bought it to Liao Xiaoqing to report the bill!"

Tang Jian and others were just kidding, but they didn't expect Wang Bo to be so generous. He took 600 yuan at one move, and the tuition fee for a whole semester was really generous!

"Wang Bo, you are not kidding, are you? So many? Otherwise, how many will you take back?" Liao Xiaoqing looked at the green bill in front of him and was stunned.

"What are you going to take? All of them are spent! If you can't finish them, Brother Bo is unhappy, and the consequences are very serious." Wang Bo glared at his pretty deskmate and said a popular saying in later generations. Then he picked up the six "dead heads" on the table, rolled them into a ball, and stuffed them into Liao Xiaoqing's hands.

Seeing that Wang Bo was serious, the students in Class 7 immediately began to cheer, praising Wang Bo for being generous and righteous, just like during the New Year and the Festival. They happily discussed how to spend the ten yuan pocket money that fell from the sky.

Soon, the head teacher Xiao Jinsong walked in with an excited look on his face, and said something casually to please everyone and not be late tomorrow, and announced that school was over. The students in the class, including Wang Bo, were waiting for his words. As soon as the word "after school" was expressed, the sound of chairs began to ring one after another.

Wang Bo walked out of the classroom with the abortion, then walked towards Class 9, intending to find Liang Ya. Today he had such a big "wind money", and he planned to share it with his girlfriend and invite him to have a sumptuous dinner.

"Wang Bo!" As soon as he walked to the corridor outside the classroom of Class 5, he heard someone calling her. Hearing the sound, it was none other than Zhong Jiahui from Class 8. Zhong Jiahui was carrying a schoolbag on her back, holding a big white paper bag in her hand that she didn't know what it was, leaning on the railing beside the corridor.

"Look for me?" Wang Bo came to Zhong Jiahui and asked with a smile.

"Well! Yes, something is wrong." Zhong Jiahui said in a low voice, but her eyes dodged a little.

"Then let's go to the classroom." Wang Bo nodded to Zhong Jiahui and began to go against the crowd.

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Chapter completed!