Chapter 133 He's here to present the award
Chapter 133 He's here to present the award
The playground was bustling with noise, and even the usually stern headmaster had a smile on his face, as the students chatted and laughed without restraint.
"Students, quiet down!"
"Quiet down, students!"
The head of the teaching department shouted into the microphone several times, but the commotion below didn't subside; instead, it became even louder.
He immediately stopped smiling and was about to call out names when the principal walked over and took the microphone from his hand: "I'll do it."
The principal tapped the microphone twice and said, "Students, sit down where you are."
The students, who had been standing under the scorching sun for about ten minutes, fell silent upon hearing this, wondering if they had misheard.
The principal said with a smile, "You heard me right, this is the last assembly. Everyone, relax a bit and sit down to listen to me. But let's make it clear first, if anyone talks out of turn after we sit down, the whole class will stand up."
After a brief cheer from the students, the playground fell silent.
Nobody wants to be the target of everyone's criticism.
The principal smiled with satisfaction and said, "I'll keep it short and make three points."
An hour later, the principal finally finished speaking his three points, took a sip of water, and said with a slightly excited tone, "Now we move on to the last part, the scholarship award ceremony. Let me first introduce our award presenter: Mo Yuan, General Manager of the Mo Group."
Upon hearing this, the drowsy students below were instantly jolted awake.
A tall, imposing figure emerged from behind the podium, dressed in a suit, with a cool expression and handsome features.
"Young Master Mo, it's Young Master Mo!"
"Wow, what have I done to deserve seeing Mr. Mo's stunning good looks before graduation?"
"If I had known that Mo Shao would be awarding the scholarship this year, I would have done anything to get the top score in the whole school!"
"That's strange, why is Young Master Mo at our No. 1 High School's scholarship award ceremony? Has he been attending too many high-end events and wants to experience ordinary life?"
The principal standing next to the award stage was also puzzled. He had only mentioned it casually during a meeting of the school council, but he hadn't expected Mo Yuan to actually agree.
Without daring to think too much, he went to the top of the steps, handed the microphone and the envelope containing the award list to Mo Yuan, and made a "please" gesture, saying, "Young Master Mo, please."
Mo Yuan didn't even glance at the principal, gave a soft "hmm," and walked to the center of the awards stage.
He first looked around the playground, where a large group of people were on the lawn, but he quickly found the person he was looking for.
The person was wearing a school uniform, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with their eyelids drooping, completely unaware of his presence.
Perhaps it was because of the heat, but he felt a slight tightness in his chest and frowned as he opened the envelope.
The principal whispered a reminder from the side: "Young Master Mo, let's award the prizes to the third place winner first, and then proceed upwards in order."
Mo Yuan didn't react, as if he hadn't heard, or as if he was deliberately ignoring it. He simply took out the first-place award. The principal hesitated, but ultimately chose to remain silent, thinking to himself, "Fine, let's start with the first place. Even if we start with the second place, I wouldn't dare to object."
Mo Yuan took out the award certificate for first place and looked down at the name on it with great certainty.
The next second, his gaze paused, and he suddenly looked up at the audience.
The person who was dozing off just now has now woken up, and a pair of clear, cool eyes, like moonlight, are calmly looking at him.
The shock in his eyes faded, and he simply read out the name on the award list in a cold tone: "Xia Zilin, first place."
Then he took out a second envelope, still with a calm expression: "Guo Xiangyang, second place."
When he took out the third envelope, a trace of emotion finally appeared on Mo Yuan's expressionless face. His half-pursed lips seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He paused and read aloud more seriously than before: "Third place, He Suye."
The principal then said, "Please have these three students come up to the stage in order to receive their awards."
Xia Zilin was the first to stand up. While everyone else was still sitting, she stood out like a crane among chickens, conspicuous and ostentatious.
Her meticulously dressed face revealed an irrepressible mix of joy and shyness. She casually tidied her bangs before stepping out of the crowd and walking towards the handsome man on the awards stage, who remained expressionless.
She felt her heart pounding more and more uncontrollably as she got closer, and as she climbed the steps, she felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
"Come here." The principal pointed to a spot next to Mo Yuan.
Xia Zilin walked over with her heart pounding, finally reaching Mo Yuan's side. The pleasant scent of cologne lingered around her nose. She clenched her fists to suppress her inner joy and looked at him shyly, calling out, "Young Master Mo."
Mo Yuan gave a soft "hmm" and handed her the certificate.
Xia Zilin clutched the certificate Mo Yuan handed her, and mustered her courage to say, "Young Master Mo, actually, I've been working so hard because of you. I..."
"Oh, keep it up." Mo Yuan interrupted her indifferently, then picked up the microphone: "Second place, come up."
Xia Zilin's face froze, her blush faded quickly, and she stood stiffly in place.
The boy who came in second place ran up quickly, shook hands with Mo Yuan, and stood next to Xia Zilin, saying, "I heard that the first place winner received a scholarship of 100,000 yuan this year. Congratulations! I wonder how much the second place winner will get."
Xia Zilin couldn't hear a single word the other person said; she only felt incredibly embarrassed. What was even more unbearable was that the other person didn't seem to notice her emotions at all!
"Third place, He Suye," Mo Yuan said. "Come up."
He Suye, sitting cross-legged for too long, felt her legs go numb. She tried to stand up but couldn't. It felt like countless tiny insects were crawling on the soles of her feet. Helpless, she patted the boy next to her.
"I can't stand up, could you go and get it for me?"
"it is good."
Receiving an award is not a punishment, especially since it was at the request of a pretty female classmate. The boy immediately stood up and practically ran onto the stage.
Mo Yuan didn't see He Suye, but instead encountered a short-haired, clueless young man. He immediately frowned, and his first words to the man as he approached were, "Why didn't she come herself?"
Xia Zilin looked at Mo Yuan with surprise and jealousy, so angry that she wanted to bite her lower lip to pieces.
"Huh?" The boy paused for a moment before saying, "Oh, He Suye's leg is numb and she can't stand up, so I'll collect it for her."
Mo Yuan paused for a second, then said, "After we disperse, tell her to wait for me."
The boy nodded in surprise: "Okay, okay..."
Xia Zilin, standing nearby, was furious again, but she didn't show it on her face. Her eyes darted around, and a hint of joy appeared on her face as she said, "Young Master Mo, Ye Zi and I are good friends. Is there something you need from her?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan finally looked at her directly, but quickly looked away and said, "No need."
Receiving a glance from Mo Yuan, Xia Zilin seemed to have found a breakthrough and immediately said, "I made plans to have lunch with Ye Zi, Mr. Mo... would you like to join us?"
Sure enough, after hearing this, Mo Yuan glanced at her again and said a few seconds later, "That's fine too."
He looked very reluctant.
Although it seemed like a forced effort, Xia Zilin was overjoyed.
Unbeknownst to her, the scene of her conversation with Mo Yuan falling into the eyes of a pair of resentful eyes below had finally allowed the bud of malice to grow into a towering tree.
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