A few days later, Zhu Houzhao's eloquent speech was published in a prominent position in the school newspaper. The school newspaper with the fragrance of ink came into everyone's hands as teachers and students purchased it.
In any case, Zhu Houzhao was an instant hit this time. For the first time in his past and present lives, he appeared in a newspaper and became a celebrity on campus.
With Zhu Houzhao's seemingly advanced start, it shouldn't be difficult to make a living in the media in the future.
Not only that, on this day, Zhu Houzhao was called to his office by Qi Hongyu.
"Okay, classmate Zhu Yu, I really belong to you, you are so awesome, you actually signed up for school." Qi Hongyu said loudly as soon as he saw Zhu Houzhao.
Zhu Houzhao has always been a high-profile person with his head held high, and he is awesome and coaxing, but that was in front of others. In front of the teacher, he still kept his tail between his legs and was very low-key.
He said humbly: "Mr. Qi, look what you are talking about, that is not your credit."
Qi Hongyu nodded with a smile and said, "Although the teacher's contribution is the main one, it is also inseparable from your own efforts, so the teacher would like to thank you."
There is a reason for Qi Hongyu to thank Zhu Houzhao, because Zhu Houzhao's brilliant physical exercise demonstration highly highlighted the success of Qi Hongyu's class style and martial arts rectification class through the rebirth class.
As a result, Qi Hongyu was solemnly commended by President Kong at the school faculty meeting and received a 2-yuan bonus.
Zhu Houzhao always thanked his teachers in the past, but he didn't expect that today he would be a teacher thanking himself, which made him confused: "Mr. Qi, when it comes to thanking you, it is I who should thank you."
This is a good thing to say. Originally, if he was not humble, Qi Hongyu would have wanted to mention the fact that he later boasted about himself and thanked him, but now it was better. He licked his dry lips before swallowing the words.
However, Qi Hongyu mentioned another issue involving Zhu Houzhao.
"Oh, by the way, classmate Zhu Yu, your martial arts skills are excellent. I haven't said this, but you have to work harder."
Qi Hongyu's words obviously had some direction, and Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but feel proud.
Yes, yesterday, the curly hair came down during the martial arts theory class test. It did not exceed Zhu Houzhao's expectations. He was indeed a red lantern.
What's wrong with Raise the Red Lantern? Ordinary people wouldn't take it seriously at all. Wouldn't they just take a make-up exam at most? It's just a waste of ink, especially since the questions in the make-up exam are usually very simple, just to follow the procedures.
As for Zhu Houzhao, who is the bright star in the class alongside Yamada and is very impressive, no matter how easy it is to pass the make-up exam, it is a shame that he cannot pass the test in his heart.
Zhu Houzhao remembers that when he finally left Qi Hongyu's office, Mr. Qi patted him on the shoulder with a sincere voice: "Get up wherever you fall. You'd better work hard."
"Okay, okay, Mr. Qi, thank you for your teaching." Zhu Houzhao responded hurriedly. The martial arts theory class is purely a cultural knowledge class. It studies the origin, development process, and future direction of various martial arts competitions, boxing techniques, and routines found in several large textbooks.
However, the scope of this martial arts theory class test is not limited to this. It also tests various martial arts concepts and principles in various martial arts classics written by martial arts experts.
Because of this, Zhu Houzhao, who was only good at rote memorization and knew the books by heart, had already performed beyond his level, but because he did not know the scope of the test in this martial arts theory class, the result was like the devil's advocate. We suffered a loss, and it was a big loss.
The only solution now is for the troubled Zhu Houzhao to quickly close the loopholes in this area. To browse various martial arts classics, there is no other way but the colonel's library.
When it was time to go to the school library, Zhu Houzhao remembered that he still didn’t know where the school library was? He had never been to the school library even once after coming to school for more than a year?
I don’t know whether the library of this school faces south or south. I don’t know whether the librarian is male or female, and whether she is round or flat.
Since you don’t know, let’s ask? What is the use of the long mouth?
Zhu Houzhao first asked Chang Yuchun and Zhang Juzheng, who were in the same dormitory. Unexpectedly, these two gentlemen blushed like monkey butts, shook their heads like a rattle, waved their hands repeatedly and said: "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know." ."
"Sigh." Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "They are all the same. They don't even know how to ask questions. They are all the same."
Zhu Houzhao left the dormitory and asked all the way from the playground. He happened to meet a senior student from a foreign class: "This classmate, may I ask how to get to the school library?"
"You asked me, and I'll ask you again!" The man rolled his eyes at Zhu Houzhao angrily.
"how?"
"No, I got a red light in the martial arts theory test. I want to go to the school library to find some martial arts classics to make up for it."
"Alas, they are all destitute people from the end of the world." Zhu Houzhao sighed again.
"Brother, do you want to buy a newspaper?" Suddenly a little girl holding a stack of newspapers in her chest came to Zhu Houzhao nervously and timidly and asked.
"[Declaration] and [Joongang Daily] both have them. Brother, would you like to buy one?"
Zhu Hou took care of this thinly dressed little girl. She should have been at school age, but she had to come out to make a living early, which meant that her family must have some difficulties.
Zhu Houzhao hated seeing others feel pitiful, so he asked, "Okay, I'll buy it. How much does it cost for one portion?"
"A newspaper costs 2 coppers."
"Okay, I want the newspaper in your hand, and I'll give you the money, 3 yuan."
Zhu Houzhao took the newspaper stacked on the little girl's chest, gave her three pieces of gold, turned around and left.
"No, no, no, brother, there are only 70 copies of those newspapers. One yuan is enough. Come on, I'll pay you back."
"No, you can use the extra money to go to school. Goodbye."
What to do with Zhu Houzhao in so many newspapers?
