Volume 3 Chapter 237 Failed to confess

Hu Yong came to the campus of No. 7 Middle School early, holding a bouquet made of 99 roses in his hand. The fiery red roses were clustered together and burning, and in the early cold spring that had not yet faded, it seemed that the chill of winter would be burned into ashes.

Roses in the off-season are expensive, and they are already in February, and their prices are soaring. In high schools, there are also boys and girls who secretly send roses in February. They usually give one, and it seems extravagant to give a little more. At first sight, a man blatantly holding 99 roses on campus, the campus suddenly boils.

The boys are mostly envious and jealous, but the girls are all pure envy. A kind of girl who is lively by nature even looks at the flame-like rose and even her cheeks are red.

The students all recognize Hu Yong, who holds roses. He was once a legend at No. 7 Middle School and occupied the first place for three years. Later, he was admitted to Xiangxiang University with the highest score in science in Southwest Province and received a full scholarship. Until now, his huge photos are still hanging in the school's honor showroom, and he is a role model for countless students to admire, uh, and admire.

In addition to such glory, Hu Yong also has another identity. He is the nephew of the executive principal of No. 7 Middle School. His father is the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee of Southwest Province. He is famous for his honest and uprightness. He is best at engaging in anti-corruption struggles. Some people have counted that the two slaps of the officials who fell in this hand could not count, and there were also many senior officials.

As Hu Chenghu's son, Hu Yong's character is naturally impeccable. Such a guy with excellent grades, profound background and excellent character also has a good face. Such a perfect combination really makes it difficult for people to accept God's arrangement.

Many people naturally don’t understand why Hu Yong, who has always been low-key and easy-to-use, was so flamboyant and exaggerated when he was invited to return to his alma mater, but some flaws cannot conceal the light on him.

Just as Hu Yong stepped into the school gate with a bouquet in his arms, things had spread on the campus of No. 7 Middle School. This made him gaze with all the teachers and students in the school, curiosity, admiration, jealousy, and all kinds of content.

Under the burning gaze, Hu Yong was very happy and walked towards the auditorium slowly. When he met a teacher or classmate he knew, he would stop politely and greet him. Then he started. He had just two miles away and walked for a full twenty minutes.

There was always a warm smile on his face, but Hu Yong's heart was not calm. If he had been two years ago, he would never have done such a frank thing. After living in Xiangxiang for two years, what he touched the most was the frankness of Xiangxiang people about life, saying what they thought, doing what they expected, not being artificial or pretentious, and being the real self.

As a young man in his twenties, he is excellent enough to imitate the example in the eyes of countless people. However, he is also a young man after all, and he also has the life he wants to live and the emotions he wants to find.

A few years ago, I received an invitation from my alma mater teacher, hoping that he could tell my younger classmates about his successful experiences. He didn't like to promote himself too deliberately, so after discussion, my alma mater held this speech competition, and he attended as a special guest.

At the beginning of the school year after the New Year, when he first started, he stepped into his alma mater and discussed the details of the activity with his teacher, but accidentally met a young junior sister who made him fall in love with him. That kind of heartbeat was a training that made people eat and sleepless. After thinking for many days, after several reviews, he finally did the most ostentatious move in his life and bought this big bouquet of roses.

The auditorium is the most unique building of No. 7 Middle School. Its age is comparable to the age of the school. It is the first building when No. 7 Middle School was founded. After more than 70 years, although the auditorium has undergone dozens of renovations and expansions, the overall layout still maintains its earliest style.

Its appearance resembles a huge pavilion. Thirty-six huge logs inside and outside support a hexagonal dome with red rafters and blue tiles. The walls have three layers, ten centimeters apart from each other, fully acting as sound insulation. The interior of the auditorium is an oval layout, enough to accommodate 5,000 people, and the audience seats surround the stage in a fan shape, arranged layer by layer like trapezoidal fields, ensuring that every seat can see every angle on the stage clearly. This also makes the stage amplification effect reach the best.

There is also a rest area behind the stage that is enough to accommodate hundreds of people, which is designed as a supporting facilities such as conference room, equipment room, locker room, etc., with separate small doors to enter and exit freely.

Hu Yong knew the layout here. When he appeared at the small door of the backstage rest area with a bouquet, the students who were preparing here were thrilling, and they all guessed in their hearts who were lucky enough to get the bouquet of flowers.

By chance, Wu Pu asked all the way and happened to be here. Two equally handsome big boys met and smiled politely. Wu Pu looked at the huge bouquet of flowers in Hu Yong's hand. He couldn't help but admire this boy who dared to be so arrogant in high school. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Please first."

"Thank you!" Hu Yong was not shy, nodded gratefully, and then went in by mistake.

Wu Pu looked at the back of the scene where he entered and sighed for a while, called a girl who stared at Hu Yong, and asked, "Class, are all the students attending the speech tonight here?"

The girl seemed to be Hu Yong's loyal admirer, and was a little displeased when she was interrupted by Wu Pu. She turned around and saw Wu Pu's Junlang's face, but she did not have an attack on the spot. However, she was obviously not very enthusiastic. She just answered the word "yes" dryly, and then left on her own.

Wu Pu didn't care. He searched one room after another and finally found the lounge where the speaker was waiting for, he was suddenly stunned.

There were about a dozen students gathered in the lounge, each holding a few pages of paper in his hand, and many even kept reading, which was supposed to be the last review before going on stage.

However, all the previous movements of these people were interrupted, and suddenly interrupted, so they still kept the movements of one minute or less. The room was extremely quiet, and a bunch of red flowers was held in the middle of the room, which seemed to be the reason for interrupting people. More than a dozen students were staring at the bouquet of flame-like roses.

Behind the rose is Hu Yong's face, looking forward to it.

In front of the rose was a beautiful girl. She had a pair of autumn spring-like eyes. At this time, she was wide open and staring at the bouquet of roses in disbelief, her thin red lips shivered. On her face, she could not see excitement, but was stunned for no reason.

"School sister Ziwei, I hope you can achieve good results on the stage tonight. In a few days it will be February 14th, and I am no longer in this city at that time, so please accept my early blessings."

Hu Yong raised the rose to Liu Ziwei and said in a low voice. Perhaps because of his excitement, he could hear trembling traces in his voice, but this just added a touch of tenderness and sweetness. The magnetic sound and gentle feelings made the atmosphere in the lounge suddenly warm up, and countless sounds of accelerating the beating heartbeat could be heard.

Wu Pu, who leaned meaningfully on the door frame, looked at the situation in the room, seemed very interested. Looking at the bouquet of flowers offered by other men in front of Liu Ziwei, he was not worried at all. Instead, he thought, if he raised such a big bouquet of flowers one day, what would that carefree girl react?

Liu Ziwei's plain reaction to the bouquet made Hu Yong feel a little unacceptable. He was not arrogant, but after several contacts with Liu Ziwei, he vaguely heard a little closeness from the words of this junior girl, and he made this bold decision. But at this time, Liu Ziwei's reaction was a bit beyond expectations. That reaction was not sudden joy and excitement because of happiness.

"School sister Ziwei--"

Hu Yong was sensitive enough that he could see the calmness and surprise deep in Liu Ziwei's eyes. It was a clean emotion without any fluctuations. Hu Yong was suddenly a little disappointed, but he was not willing to accept it. He called in a low voice, and then raised the bouquet a little higher.

Liu Ziwei's reaction still did not change, as if she had not heard Hu Yong's call. In fact, she really didn't hear it. Her thoughts had already drifted far and far away. At this time, her thoughts were similar to Wu Pu's thoughts. What she thought was, when would Wu Pu's flower-hearted radish buy such a large bouquet of flowers for him?

After calling out, it still couldn't change anything. Hu Yong's heart calmed down. He smiled awkwardly at the classmates around him and said to Liu Ziwei: "Schoolmate Ziwei, I am indeed too abrupt. I hope my behavior will not affect your speech for a while. I wish you good results."

Unwilling to look at Liu Ziwei's silent appearance, Hu Yong turned around helplessly, secretly wondering whether he really scared his junior sister or whether his junior sister didn't feel anything about him. If he knew that his kindness had not attracted Liu Ziwei's attention at all, and he didn't know what he would feel.

Although Hu Yong's love show failed to bring any reaction to Liu Ziwei, it really shocked the other students in the lounge. Liu Ziwei's rejection made the atmosphere in the room even stranger. Two girls with super gossip even secretly picked up their phones and broadcast the scene just now with a text message.

As for what kind of reaction this scene would cause in school, no one predicted it. Music started in the auditorium in front, and the speech was about to begin. The students in the room temporarily put down their throbbing hearts and pulled their thoughts back to the next speech.

Hu Yong stood up in a depressed position, holding a large bouquet of flowers but didn't know what to do. He left the lounge and was a little stunned.

"Hey, buddy, did you fail to confess your love?" Hu Yong suddenly felt slapped on his shoulder. Seeing that it was the handsome boy he had met before, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said, "Are you also a student of this school? Why don't you sit in the venue?"

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Chapter completed!