Chapter 317： Cynicism (1/2)

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Wen Xi felt inexplicably familiar with this scene.

After introducing the guests, everything went according to the process without accidents.

After a few procedures, the host spoke out the report, and it was his turn to speak on stage.

She took the speech and walked to the podium, confident and serious, and started speaking calmly and steadily.

”Stop it.”

A male voice interrupted her.

This may be the first time since many conferences-guests interrupted the speech.

Wen Xi suspiciously looked at the vocal guest, it was Mr. Ouyang Suo.

”This classmate, it's boring for you to read according to the speech. Since it is a speech, it is said, not read out. I guess, this manuscript was not written by you, right?”

Wen Xi felt that the teacher was deliberately making things difficult for her.

Because there were two seniors who gave speeches before her, and each of them went through smoothly. Why did they get rejected when they got to her?

Obviously, the teacher is deliberately making things difficult for him.

Moreover, seeing his eyes waiting for a good show, Wen Xi was more sure of his guess.

In the audience, some were gloating, some were anxious for her, and some were eager to record this moment with their mobile phones.

After only a few seconds of stagnation, Wen Xi smiled confidently, put down the manuscript, and said, ”Thanks to Teacher Ouyang for his teachings. Indeed, this manuscript is not what I really want to say in my heart. Thank you, the teacher, for giving me the opportunity to tell me. In my heart.”

As soon as the words fell, applause broke out in the venue.

Wen Xi heard it out, this was an encouraging applause, encouraging her to continue speaking.

She calmly finished the three-minute speech, and when it was over, there was another applause in the hall.

At this moment, she has a sense of accomplishment. The source of this sense of accomplishment has nothing to do with the good or bad speech, but the feeling that I have just finished a real speech, not a soulless reading.

She glanced at the teacher Ouyang, and suddenly saw that he showed love to her, the style of painting was completely different from the exacting just now.

Wen Xi could only use speechlessness to describe his feelings at this time. Does this teacher have multiple personalities?

After returning to her seat, she couldn't help but glance at the teacher's back again. Judging from his trembling back, he should be shaking his legs.

The familiarity in my heart became stronger at this moment.

The congress ended successfully, but it does not mean that you can move freely.

As early as five minutes before the end of the conference, the counselor sent a message in the department group that he would go directly to the small hall after the conference was over, and have close contact with the famous teacher.

Wen Xi followed the classmates toward the small hall. Except for her, everyone else was very excited. Some were thinking about questions to ask for a while, and some were fixing makeup.

Suddenly, someone ran into her behind her back, and looking back, it was one of Zhou Rongrong's little attendants.