"I received a notice from the school that the teacher-student inspection team in Goryeo on the 17th will be in Bincheng, and the inspection team will stay at No. 8 Middle School until the end of the month," Huang Xin, as a teacher, knows more specific: "At that time, the high school department will be responsible for the reception work, and some of you should be selected to be responsible for the reception."

These students are receiving the news? Ling Xiaoxiao felt a little novel when she heard this news. Jiang Zizhuo and the others were all expected. They were in the No. 8 Middle School in junior high school and had participated in three art festivals. They knew a lot about these things.

"According to the practice of previous years at No. 8 Middle School, all the students in charge of receiving are required to speak fluent English." Yue Pingjun explained as he looked at Brother Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao's puzzled appearance.

"Is English? That has nothing to do with me." Brother Zhen immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. She was the worst in all subjects.

"Well, the English class representatives selected in previous years are basically all English class representatives from each class. This year, it should be similar. More than ten people will be selected in the first and second grades of high school, high school, and second grade." Yue Pingjun said and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, if you are a class representative and have won the award, you will definitely be responsible for the reception. At that time, there will be more than ten days with the teachers and students of the inspection team. You have to balance your time yourself. After all, you can't attend classes for so many days."

"What?" Ling Xiaoxiao thought he had heard it wrong: "If you don't go to class, you will be responsible for translators all day long? If you eat, play and walk around the clock?"

Yue Pingjun nodded. If such a thing falls on others, he will definitely feel it is an honor, but he knows that if it is on Ling Xiaoxiao, she will only feel troublesome and depressed.

Sure enough, Ling Xiaoxiao frowned: "So many days, my course must be lost. Can you not go? There are so many people in the grade who are good at English, and any students in your key class can complete the task successfully."

"It's not certain, don't worry first." Jiang Zizhuo frowned and comforted her. However, according to the practice of previous years, it is really hard to refuse such things once they are chosen. He has begun to think about how to help Ling Xiaoxiao make up for the lost homework...

"Don't listen to Pingjun's nonsense," Huang Xin also quickly comforted Ling Xiaoxiao: "This period is an art festival. There will be activities every day. At that time, the entire school will adjust the class schedule and the learning progress will slow down, so you don't have to worry, let's talk about it. Isn't you selected yet?"

Knowing that everyone was comforting themselves, Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't continue to frown: "Well, I know, it depends on the situation. It will be the Art Festival on the 17th, and there will be sports meetings before. In May, everyone will not have the heart to read books and study, so the teacher should not be able to make progress."

When it comes to sports meetings, Brother Zhen is still very happy. She likes everything related to sports: "It's great not to have class for three days, Xiaoxiao, you go to long-distance running, I go to high jump and long jump. If we combine our two swords, we will definitely earn a good ranking for the class."

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't respond. The specific time of the sports meeting has not been decided yet, and the time for each event has not been determined. If she catches up with her good relatives and still runs in a long distance, it will be a question whether she can sit on the stool...

However, Brother Zhen was excited at this time and didn't think so much: "If the 17th best inspection team came, it should mean that this year's campus art festival of No. 8 Middle School is about to begin. Then the sports meeting must be held a few days in advance and prepare. Will it definitely be held this week?"

Except for Brother Zhen, there is only some insider news that Yue Pingjun and Jiang Zizhuo are student union, so Yue Pingjun took it over and said, "According to the practice of previous years at No. 8 Middle School, this should be the case, but these are not accurate. After all, the rainy season in Bincheng in May will come."

In previous years, in May, there would be more rain in Bincheng than in other places in the province. I don’t know why, so even if No. 8 Middle School wants to coordinate the time of the sports meet and art festival, it depends on whether God wants to.

"Why do you think so much? Let's talk about it later. Anyway, the sports meeting will always be held, and the art festival will also be held. I have just passed the midterm exam. I think I'd be happy to be able to play for a month, and it's not in vain to get into the high school entrance exam." Zhou Shao was walking into the sand, as if he had no bones, holding a pillow, lazily.

"What should we do for this year's art festival? What are the teachers and students of Goryeo coming to inspect?" Ling Xiaoxiao was a little curious about this.

Huang Xin has been involved in the preparation so he knows a lot of details: "Goryoi is an art school. Although they are all high school students, these students have been preparing for their debut since they were in junior high school. They are all versatile and have outstanding singing and dancing talents. This time they will bring a lot of modern singing and dancing performances to No. 8 Middle School, which is considered to be an eye-opener for the students of No. 8 Middle School. They themselves should also want to come and examine the domestic market environment."

Art school, Ling Xiaoxiao lost interest when she heard it. She originally thought it was an orthodox school like No. 8 Middle School, and she thought that if she was a receptionist, would she take the opportunity to communicate with her...

"Don't underestimate the students coming. In terms of their domestic environment, they are more mature and know more than you. You should learn from each other humbly, do you know?" Huang Xin rarely put on the teacher's posture and began to educate Ling Xiaoxiao. Ling Xiaoxiao quickly bowed her head to accept it.

After talking about the Art Festival, we talked about other things, but most of them were not known to Ling Xiaoxiao and Brother Zhen. Huang Xin and Jiang Zizhuo and others were family friends, so they would inevitably talk about their families when they chatted. So Huang Xin asked Jiang Zizhuo: "Zizhuo, are your parents still so busy now?"

Speaking of his parents, Jiang Zizhuo's tone did not change much, as always: "Don't they always be like that? My father's position was promoted a new level a few years ago, and it is said that it may be further promoted. My mother is the same. She was just promoted not long ago and became the director of the cardiovascular department. She is busy with consultations and surgery every day."

"Your mother didn't listen to your grandfather's advice and insisted on studying Western medicine. If you followed your grandfather to learn Chinese medicine, you wouldn't be as busy as you are now." Huang Xin sighed when talking about Jiang Zizhuo's parents.

Jiang Zizhuo didn't say anything, and the expression on his face had not changed much, but he could feel that he was not willing to talk more. Huang Xin just asked casually, and didn't ask any further questions, and then talked about other things.

With Yue Pingjun and Zhou Shao here, I don’t have to worry about gossip and family matters. After chatting, the atmosphere became relaxed. I don’t know how long it took, but I heard the sound of the door of the private room being pushed open. Xu Mohan was dressed very well and walked in with a briefcase.

"Are you done?" Huang Xin saw him come in, smiled and stood up, took his briefcase and put it aside.

Xu Mohan nodded and looked at Huang Xin's smile with warmth: "Why are you talking about so much?"
Chapter completed!