Chapter 227: How can I have trouble with money

When the principal heard this, he smiled and said, "It just so happens that I also come back on Friday."
Min Yu looked at him, "Should I let Zhuo Yun come to pick you up?"
The principal waved his hand, "It's okay, no trouble, I have to take a few students."
Min Yu raised his eyebrows, "Participate in the competition?"
"Well, but how did you know?" The principal was surprised.
Min Yu smiled, "I heard it mentioned two days ago."
It turned out to be so.
The principal didn't ask much, and chatted about other things.

After Huo Yao left the principal's office, she went back to the classroom. As for why she met Min Yu at the principal's, she was not interested in guessing.
"The principal asked you to go to the office again, what did you say?"
Just as she sat down, Mengying leaned over and asked.
Huo Yao took out a book of English reading from the table box, opened it and read it, while replying: "Next week's national competition, tell me to review it."
Mengying put his chin in his hand, "That's it? Nothing else?"
"No." Huo Yao answered without raising his head.
Meng Ying blinked, and then focused on the entire English book someone was reading. After reading a line hard, she suddenly felt dizzy. Although she felt that her English was pretty good, she read every word for Mao. Don't understand?
I covered my eyes, and I felt like I was hit by a crit for some reason.
However, "Don't you want to review well, why did you still read the English book?" Meng Ying asked suspiciously.
Huo Yao turned the page again, his voice was faint, "Oh, I signed up for an English speaking contest again."
Mengying touched the tip of her nose, "Spoken English competition, why would you sign up for this competition?"
Of course she knew about this competition. The English teacher mentioned it in the class a few days ago, but no one raised their hands to sign up.
This kind of English oral competition is not as simple as memorizing English sentences by rote. It is fluent in grammar and speed, and cannot bring the manuscript to the stage. The whole competition is no different from empty-handed speech.
No, it is more difficult than empty-handed speech, after all, it is to translate Chinese into English.
"The first place has one hundred thousand bursaries." Huo Yao said seriously.
How can I have trouble with money.
Meng Ying felt very complicated when she thought of being dominated by someone's transfer of 20,000 yuan every day for a period of time. After a long time, she said, "Dear, are you short of money?"
Hearing this, Huo Yao pressed his hand on the English book, turned his head, and nodded seriously, "Someone thinks it is too much money?"
Meng Ying's lips twitched. Damn, this kind of soul questioning made her speechless.
Huo Yao saw Mengying's face dumb, and the corners of her lips twitched. Just after she retracted her gaze for a while, she suddenly looked at her and asked, "By the way, are you chasing stars?"
"Huh?" The topic changed too quickly, Meng Ying was stunned, and then nodded: "Of course I chase, why do you suddenly ask about this?"
She remembered that this statue had said before that he was not interested in celebrities.
Huo Yao was silent for two seconds before saying: "Have you ever heard of the name Huo Xiang?" After a pause, "A singer."
"Huo Xiang? Still singing?" Meng Ying shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."
"Okay, I see." Huo Yao retracted his eyes with regret.
After confirming the look in his eyes, her fourth brother was indeed the unknown person.
Meng Ying looked suspiciously and continued to read the giant sister. This is not like the kind of boring inquiring person, so... Who is this Huo Xiang?