Chapter 227 Competition Winners

Chen Yuan went to school.

Then, after seeing some annoying scenes, he decided to avoid touching things as much as possible.

Especially railings and handrails.

Almost every spot had someone's nasal mucus hidden underneath.

They're all high school students, why are their habits so bad?

And in the classroom, he would inevitably touch some things.

For example, when he touched Zhou Fu's bag, he could see her going home yesterday, throwing her bag in her room, lying on the bed, and playing on her phone…

So big.

I mean, her house.

Or, for example, when he touched the blackboard, he could see the teacher standing in front of the podium writing on the board in the previous class.

If there was sound, then it would be as awesome as taking an online class.

Of course, he also saw some idiotic scenes.

For example, after touching Zhou Yu's school uniform, he saw the scene when he took off his school uniform after evening self-study because He Sijiao was a little cold, and handed it to her with a smile.

Such an idiot.

It made people sick.

You guys just keep dating, keep showing off, wait until you're caught by the Disciplinary Office's security team, then you'll be in for a treat!

"The radio station teacher wants you to go over, Chen Yuan."

During the 20-minute break between classes, He Meng shouted to Chen Yuan.

"Okay." Chen Yuan didn't delay, took the manuscript he needed for noon tomorrow, and prepared to go to the radio station.

But at the door, Tang Siwen tugged at his clothes and said, "Today, the list of competition winners will probably be announced."

"Today?" Chen Yuan was surprised, he didn't expect the efficiency to be so high.

"I heard it." Tang Siwen explained, "Unlike the preliminary selection, the semi-finals will have prizes, so the education network will issue a list of winners, but without scores or rankings."

"No scores or rankings?" Chen Yuan asked again.

"The education network won't release them, but the school should have them, but it will definitely be slower than announcing the list of winners."

Tang Siwen also got up and invited Chen Yuan, "I'm going to the head teacher's office now, do you want to go together?"

"But I have to go to the radio station." Chen Yuan suggested with a smile, "Since the education network can check, why don't you try using your phone?"

"That's right." Tang Siwen thought for a while, and then reached out to take out her phone.

"That's right, my ass!"

Chen Yuan was just saying it casually, but this girl took it seriously, so he quickly grabbed her hand to stop her from openly trampling on the school rules.

Tang Siwen said, "You were the one who said it."

"But I was just joking."

"...Oh, hehe." Tang Siwen chuckled lightly, giving Chen Yuan some respect.

Then she left the classroom and went to find Lao Mo alone.

This girl seems to have become a little cuter recently…

In the past, she was quite deep.

It was better when she had a higher *bige*, with a stronger sense of oppression that dominated the ages.

Now she's purely a Bao Gong (upright official), with no aura.

Without thinking too much, Chen Yuan went to the radio station.

In that classroom with very professional equipment, sat a school beauty-level girl with a cold expression and a *bige* obviously much higher than Tang Siwen's, Cheng Haiying.

Seeing him, she said, "The teacher has already left. She asked us to come and sort out the feedback letters."

"No, isn't this her job?" Chen Yuan walked over and sat down on the chair next to Cheng Haiying, unable to help complaining.

"She calls it training us."

Cheng Haiying said leisurely.

"You have an opinion too?"

Chen Yuan felt that there were many things to do recently, a little busy, but the radio station teacher was just a showpiece, so he wanted to privately scold people with Cheng Haiying.

Cheng Haiying raised her head, looked around, and prepared to say something, but then she kept it in her heart and said, "The teacher should have her considerations for doing this."

"Hey, you really don't take any responsibility."

Chen Yuan was convinced, she was indeed a zero-negative-review beauty, so stable.

So politically correct, go be an editor for a news work account, correct the unhealthy trend of male-female opposition.

He had long been unhappy with those second-rate newspapers that published brain-dead tweets.

"Is it because of that lesbian misunderstanding that you've become so cautious in your speech?" Chen Yuan was very curious.

Because that lesbian who was entangled with Cheng Haiying had said to Cheng Haiying, 'I like you,' and then Cheng Haiying also replied, 'I like you,' which led to this deformed love that had never been cut off.

Obviously, Cheng Haiying was not the kind of person who didn't like others but deliberately created misunderstandings and ambiguity.

Since Chen Yuan had said it, Cheng Haiying didn't hide it anymore, sighed, lowered her head, and stroked her forehead with both hands, saying, "I also have a problem, I clearly saw that she had that kind of tendency, and still said such things."

"Then what were you thinking at the time?" Chen Yuan asked curiously.

"First of all, let me explain, I'm not a lesbian."

Cheng Haiying first laid down a disclaimer, and then explained, "At that time, after she confessed to me, I did have a little vanity… And saying that kind of thing was also thinking that as long as I didn't agree to some of her requests, it shouldn't matter."

Understood.

Chen Yuan wasn't gay, but if a little *nan niang* (feminine boy) said: I like you so much.

More or less, he would feel a little proud.

After all, this brother's charm is really good.

Similarly, it was the same for Cheng Haiying.

This girl is already so beautiful that even women like her, I'm really awesome.

"It's a pity that the other party is very bent." Chen Yuan said regretfully.

"Yeah." Cheng Haiying also gradually figured it out and said, "Fortunately, Siwen has already forgiven me. No one was hurt except me."

"Is it so uncomfortable to be liked by a girl?" Chen Yuan asked curiously.

"It's a very subtle, very strange feeling."

Cheng Haiying recalled the scene where Chu Tian said she wanted to kiss her lips, and said very painfully, "At least, I've identified that my orientation is very correct."

"Then find a boyfriend and let her give up." Chen Yuan said casually.

Cheng Haiying turned her head, looked at Chen Yuan, and asked seriously, "Xia Xinyu, did you just find her casually?"

"...Mine."

"It's okay, I don't mind."

"Your straightforward personality is quite good."

Chen Yuan praised awkwardly, then picked up the envelope and opened it to read.

"This one says the female voice is nice and suitable for an English poem, asking if you can read it during lunch break." Chen Yuan showed Cheng Haiying the name of the poem on the letter.

After Cheng Haiying took it, she wrote down the name of the poem in her notebook, and then searched for the name, "Didn't write the class or name…"

"No, but it should be a girl, and quite good-looking." Chen Yuan said.

"How do you know?" Cheng Haiying asked in confusion.

"The handwriting is very delicate."

"Then how do you judge that she's good-looking?"

"...I think all girls are good-looking, even if they don't have external beauty, inner beauty can also be described as good-looking."

Chen Yuan's sudden disclaimer made Cheng Haiying start to reflect, "Am I usually so annoying when I talk?"

"I don't know about usual, but you're very impolite now."

He shouldn't have shown off his superpower.

But there was no way, touching the letter could see the scene when the writer wrote the letter, this ability was too interesting, like opening a box, so refreshing.

The purpose of the school setting up this mailbox was to allow students to request their favorite poems and articles.

There were also a few who hoped the主播 (zhubo, streamer/host) would sing a song.

But not everyone had such talent, and there were no tickets clipped in the envelope, too insincere.

You want the author to put on a vest, you have to at least give two monthly tickets?

There was also some praise and feedback for the streamers.

You might want to say, can't you confess to the streamer here?

It really works.

But generally, the teachers at the radio station will read these feedback letters, as long as you're not afraid of social death, or being reported to the Disciplinary Office, you can go crazy in the envelope.

"These few are for the Chinese group, I'll put them here." Chen Yuan separated some letters for the Chinese主播 (zhubo, streamer/host) and put them aside.

And the rest were basically support letters for Cheng Haiying.

There was no way, who told her to be the ultra-high school level beautiful girl in the science rocket class.

Secondly, Chen Yuan also had some, but very few.

The reason why there weren't as many as Cheng Haiying was because the Yuan supporters had limited mobility, most of them were cloud-Yuan supporters, not to the extent of writing letters of support.

"Hey, I don't want to do it anymore, there are barely any praises for me." Chen Yuan was very annoyed, and his fighting spirit gradually declined.

Seeing this, Cheng Haiying comforted him, "It's different, you've only been here for a few weeks, I've been here for more than a year. It was indeed less at the beginning, but after a fixed audience is formed, there will be some listeners who have always supported you."

After saying that, she also took out a letter that left the name 'Little Black Bear' and showed it to Chen Yuan, "She's been writing to the radio station since the first year of high school."