Chapter 70: Commendation Conference
As expected, no sooner had they arrived at the school gate than they were surrounded by a large number of students who came to attend classes.
The video of Ye Han saving people from the sea of fire has gone viral online, and almost every alumnus of No. 1 Middle School has seen it. The admiration and adoration for Ye Han are like a surging river, overflowing like the Yellow River. When they see the real Ye Han, they are all so excited that they can't contain themselves.
The boys' eyes were filled with admiration, the girls' faces were flushed with infatuation, and even many students took out their notebooks from their bags to beg for Ye Han's autograph.
Ye Han was surrounded by a group of enthusiastic male and female students, and even had several bold girls eat a lot of tofu on his body. He couldn't help but feel both angry and amused, and after much effort, he finally squeezed out from the crowd.
He sprinted forward for a while, turned his head to look at Ye Zhuang, and found that the guy had been squeezed somewhere, so he could only take a step first and walk towards the classroom where he was.
When I arrived at the classroom door, I found that all teachers and students had already arrived, and I was the last one to arrive. Ye Zhuang, that kid, didn't know when he came to the classroom, sitting in his seat making faces at me with a smile on his face.
All the students in the class were wearing their school uniforms, each one sitting up straight with an energetic and full spirit. The head teacher, Xia Zixuan, wore a black fitted dress that she had never worn before, her cold beauty was mixed with a few points of intellectual elegance, looking like a beautiful university student with excellent temperament.
When she saw Ye Han enter, Xia Zixuan's face showed a rare smile and she was the first to applaud, saying in a crisp voice: "Ye Han, welcome back!"
Immediately, all the students in the class stood up from their seats as if they had rehearsed beforehand, following the rhythm of their head teacher Xia Zixuan, clapping vigorously with their hands, and gazing into Ye Han's eyes, filled with admiration and fervor.
After the applause stopped, Xia Zixuan said in an excited voice: "Ye Han, we all know about your heroic and fearless act of rushing into the fire to save people. You are the pride of our school, and even more so, you are the pride of our class! All of us in Class 1, Grade 3, are proud of you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, another round of thunderous applause erupted, and many students' palms were red from clapping.
Indeed, Class 3(1) has produced a lifesaving hero in Ye Han. From now on, all classmates can hold their heads higher and chests out prouder when facing other schoolmates, and say with pride: "I'm a classmate of Ye Han!"
"Do you have to be so dramatic?" Seeing the whole class standing up and applauding as if welcoming a hero, Ye Han couldn't help but shake his head and smile wryly. He shrugged and walked slowly to his seat, saying: "Fellow students, I beg of you, please don't look at me with strange eyes, or I'll feel like a monkey being gawked at in a zoo. That feeling is quite depressing! I'm still me, the same classmate Ye Han you've always known!"
The classmates heard his humorous words and burst out laughing "haha".
After the school's propaganda in recent days, Ye Han has been shrouded in a halo of sanctity. His classmates naturally developed a reverent and distant attitude towards him. Now that he said this, his classmates felt extremely close to him, and the distance between them suddenly narrowed.
Xia Zixuan's mouth curved into a smile as she watched Ye Han sit down in his seat. She then straightened her face, cleared her throat and said: "At 10 o'clock this morning, classmates lined up downstairs and gathered on the square to attend the school-wide faculty and student conference."
Although Xia Zixuan did not explicitly state the main content of the teacher-student conference, all students understood in their hearts that this was a commendation meeting with Ye Han as the protagonist. At the meeting, the school would definitely once again proclaim Ye Han's deeds and call on teachers and students to learn from him.
Facing the admiring and envious glances from his classmates, Ye Han's face didn't show any excitement or agitation. He quietly took out his textbook from his backpack, opened it, and gazed calmly at Xia Zixuan on the podium, assuming a posture of readiness to listen attentively, as if the upcoming awards ceremony was nothing but a trivial matter to him.
Xia Zixuan saw that he was young, facing honor but not arrogant or impatient, and couldn't help but nod in secret admiration. As for this student who used to be the most headache-inducing for her, she found herself growing more and more fond of him.
After the second class in the morning, the playground of Shi Yizhong became lively. Thousands of teachers and students from all classes gathered here, sitting in their designated areas.
Around ten o'clock, the conference officially began. What surprised Ye Han was that on the rostrum in front of him, apart from school leaders and several municipal officials, Mu Qiuping was also among them. She had a smile on her face, frequently looking towards where Ye Han sat, occasionally whispering to an official beside her.
Due to time constraints, the conference was brief and concise. The principal first gave a brief opening speech, followed by Mu Qiuping representing the municipal government. As expected, the content of their speeches revolved around Ye Han, with lavish praise for his heroic deeds.
After Mu Qiupeng's speech, the principal made a summary speech and finally cleared his throat, saying: "Teachers and students, in order to commend Ye Han, the municipal government and the school have decided to take out 5,000 yuan each, totaling 10,000 yuan, as a prize to reward Ye Han. Next, please welcome Class 1 of Grade 3, Ye Han, to come on stage to receive the award! Please let Mayor Mu present the prize to Ye Han!"
Ye Han saved the lives of over a hundred tourists in that fire at the scenic spot with his own strength. To be honest, a reward of 10,000 yuan is really not much for him, but for the students present, it is absolutely a "huge sum" of money.
Classmates all envied Ye Han, and Ye Zhuang was even more excited, scratching his ears and cheeks, thinking that the big boss had always been generous and this time had made a fortune again, there must be good food, drink and fun, he would definitely not forget to bring himself along.
"Whoa..."
In a thunderous applause, Ye Han scratched his head, stood up with a helpless face, and slowly walked to the podium, standing in front of Mu Qiuping, flashing a smile at her, six shiny white teeth sparkling under the sunlight.
"Congratulations, Ye Han!" Mu Qiuping picked up a stack of brand new banknotes in front of her, handed them to Ye Han with both hands, and smiled softly: "I know that 10,000 yuan is not enough for you, but don't be dissatisfied. Today's commendation meeting, material rewards are secondary, more importantly, spiritual rewards!"
"Haha, not bad!" Ye Han smiled and whispered: "Mu Auntie, can I use this money freely now?"
"The money is already yours, you can use it as you like."
"Alright, lend me the microphone!" Ye Han said, grabbing the microphone in front of Mu Qiuping, turning around and facing the direction of Class 3(1) teachers and students: "Teachers and classmates of Class 3(1), today at noon at 'Jinghu Hotel', I'm treating everyone to a meal! Hmm, a reward of 10,000 yuan should be enough for everyone's food and drinks!"
As soon as he said this, the large playground of Municipal No. 1 Middle School suddenly fell silent, with thousands of teachers and students looking at each other in shock and dismay.
No one thought that Ye Han was joking, because in front of the mayor, college leaders and thousands of teachers and students, this joke he couldn't afford to make.
But if he's not joking, is he really going to take out all the money awarded by the municipal government and the school to treat people? That's not a hundred or a thousand yuan, but ten thousand yuan!
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P.S: It's too cold, my hands are cracked! Seeking rewards, likes and mass likes to comfort my wounded heart!
