Written brightly at the top...
Xu Qianqian, xxx, and then there's Song Xiyun's name.
He couldn't help but fall into thought. Next Monday's flag-raising ceremony, am I to stand with Xu Qianqian and Xiao Song?
Being the representative speaker means... OK, everyone will focus on me. I have an announcement to make.
.... I'm really going to look like an idiot.
"Teacher, can I not give a speech?" Jiang Nian said, "My throat hasn't been feeling well recently, it's not suitable for speaking."
"But isn't there still a week left?" Ji Ming smiled, "If your throat is uncomfortable, I have some anti-inflammatory medicine."
I must say, Ji Ming's smile seems rather benevolent.
What a pity, it was a bit... you know.
Jiang Nian said seriously, "Teacher, it's the speaking that's causing the inflammation. Medication only treats the symptoms, not the cause."
"What do you suggest then?"
"Not speaking."
Ji Ming: "...."
