Chapter 11

The campus broadcast time of No. 2 Middle School starts at 12:10 every noon. After Ruan Cha asked Huang Jiajia to help bring a pineapple bun, he went straight to the broadcast room on the sixth floor of Building C of the teaching building.

The five floors below Building C of the teaching building are occupied by high school seniors, and the location is at the innermost part of the campus. After all, the senior high school students are preparing for the college entrance examination and need absolute silence to ensure that they will not be disturbed by the sounds from the playground in front of the campus.

It takes fifteen minutes to go from Building B to Building C of the teaching building where I am a sophomore in high school. Ruan Cha really doesn’t have time to go to the cafeteria after finishing the broadcast.

Contrary to what Ruan Cha had imagined, the broadcasting room of No. 2 Middle School was spacious and bright, and was filled with the latest equipment. There was even an elegantly decorated leisure area in the back.

There are two pots of delicate hydrangeas on the table, and a pot of green spider plants hangs on the cabinet.

Ruan Cha looked around the broadcast room and secretly smacked his lips. Perhaps what he saw was not a broadcast room, but an elegant and refreshing private box for afternoon tea.

The broadcast room of No. 2 Middle School is different from other schools. The most important thing is that the broadcast room is classified into the English club, and the cost of decorating the broadcast room is also paid from the accounts of the English club.

The main reason why Ruan Cha agreed to Lin Ling's temporary duty was that Ruan Cha was considering joining an English club, a club that would allow him to complete system tasks in future activities.

There is one requirement for joining the English club. All students who apply for the English club need to broadcast on campus. After getting the approval of the English club president, the application form can be approved.

Chu Shuwei, a senior in high school who was sorting out his manuscript, looked up and saw Ruan Cha, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He was a very strange elementary school girl with a pure appearance and bright eyebrows. Maybe the school uniform of No. 2 Middle School was not finished, and she was only wearing regular clothes.

A smart striped shirt paired with black pencil pants makes him look slim and tall.

He glanced at the duty schedule in the broadcast room, "Class 20, Ruan Cha?"

"Yes." Ruan Cha nodded, closed the door, and walked forward, "Good afternoon, senior, where are our class's manuscripts?"

Chu Shuwei took out the top A4 English printed manuscript from a pile of manuscripts and asked, "The theme of your class's manuscript changed yesterday afternoon. Did you familiarize yourself with it several times in advance last night?"

"No, I was notified at short notice in the morning." Ruan Cha took the manuscript, glanced at the content, and began to think about it. The Class 10 manuscript introduced some places abroad that are suitable for students to travel as a team.

In the second semester of international education, each class organizes study tours for students every year. I heard from Xie Changan that in the first semester of high school, all the teachers and students of Class 10 went to France, and the parents of the students helped them on the way back and forth, making other classes envious.

When Chu Shuwei heard Ruan Cha's answer, he frowned strangely, "Is this your first time seeing a new manuscript?"

Hearing this, Ruan Cha nodded indifferently. To be precise, she had not read any old manuscripts. "Senior, can you help me turn on the broadcasting equipment? The time is almost up."

Chu Shuwei originally wanted to ask Ruan Cha if he wanted to familiarize himself with the manuscript. After all, it was all in English. If he read an unfamiliar manuscript directly, he would probably get stuck.

But when he saw Ruan Cha's calm expression, the worry that had just risen in his heart dissipated. He turned back to turn on the broadcasting equipment, adjusted the volume, and put his index finger in front of his lips, signaling Ruan Cha to broadcast now.

Any sound in the room will be heard by the students.

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In the cafeteria on the fifth floor, as soon as Ji Feiyang sat down, he saw Huang Jiajia and three people sitting next to him. He immediately turned around and looked for Ruan Cha in the cafeteria. However, he searched back and forth several times but didn't see anyone. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses and leaned forward shamelessly.

Go over and ask, "Huang Jiajia, didn't Ruan Cha come to the cafeteria with you for dinner today?"

Ever since Ruan Cha got acquainted with Huang Jiajia and the others in the equestrian class, they have been making appointments to eat in the cafeteria. After all, it would be more convenient for them to be in the same class.

Although they were in different classes, Ji Feiyang was in No. 2 Middle School, and because of his status as an intelligence dealer, there was no one he didn't know.

"Ruan Cha has been assigned to be on duty in the broadcasting room. Please let me help bring a pineapple bun back." After Huang Jiajia finished speaking, she sighed again, "Ruan Cha is so good. In addition to Lin Ling who likes to show off and Song Mengyu, the English class representative, our Class 10

, then no one will be on duty in the broadcasting room."

Fu Chen was picking up vegetables with chopsticks for a moment, and his mind flashed back to the last few times they met, Ruan Cha's crooked eyebrows, and he couldn't help but feel dumb. He looked very well-behaved, but——

Thinking of the neat 150s and 10s on Ruan Cha's first-year high school transcript, he felt that whether he was good or not remained to be considered.

Fu Chen would be slightly special to Ruan Cha because he knew that his mother had a very happy life when she lived in the Liang family. Her grandfather and uncle doted on her. However, Ruan Cha's mother was raised in the town since she was a child.

The welfare home here will definitely suffer.

Although the diagnosis was wrong and the hospital was responsible, Fu Chen still hopes to do what he can to help his mother, so that her mother can watch from heaven and no longer have uneasy conscience.

While several people were talking, a clear and familiar female voice came from the campus radio, "good afternoon, from——"

The previous self-introduction, with an authentic and smooth accent, created a moment of silence in the noisy cafeteria.

Fu Chen put down his chopsticks, knocked on the table, waited for Ji Feiyang to raise his head and said, "Feiyang, sleeping bag, I'm going back first, you guys eat slowly."

After saying that, without giving Ji Feiyang a chance to gossip, he stood up with a plate in hand. Almost at the same time as Fu Chen left the canteen, Ruan Cha's early introduction was over. The next moment, his tone changed slightly and he began to read the contents of the manuscript aloud.

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Fu Chen, who was pouring the dishes, looked startled. For a moment, admiration appeared in his eyes on his handsome face.

Not only Fu Chen, but also some students and teachers on the No. 2 Middle School campus who heard the accent couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the source of the sound.

He has a very authentic RP accent, a comfortable accent, and his words are round but not stiff, but relaxed and natural. Each international attraction gradually becomes more desirable in Ruan Cha's narration.

Maybe only half of the students in No. 2 Middle School have good English listening skills, and the rest cannot understand what Ruan Cha is talking about at all. They are just guessing. To be precise, they can't understand English broadcasts when they encounter them on weekdays, but they don't understand.

It doesn't mean that they are not good at aesthetics. Ruan Cha's accent is very comfortable to listen to, and he is very skillful in sentence segmentation and wording!

A girl from Class 10 saw that the students around her were praising Ruan Cha and even guessing who Ruan Cha was. She frowned and looked at Lin Ling, "Didn't you tell me that you prepared a big gift for Ruan Cha? Just let her stay like this.

The second middle school is famous?” The key is that even though I don’t understand it, I think Ruan Cha’s words are nice, even if the BGM is ranked No. 1.

After the girl finished speaking, she couldn't help but feel happy. Fortunately, when she was just preparing her meal, she intended to make a public announcement first, but was stopped by Lin Ling.

Lin Ling was equally astonished. She couldn't believe her ears. She even suspected that Ruan Cha had replaced someone to help with the broadcast!

In her opinion, Ruan Cha's vocabulary was all right, just because he memorized it by rote. He came from a small town and could read English well without an accent. He might not be able to read it without stumbling in the first half.

As a result, Ruan Cha's accent was as authentic and natural as a foreigner's, and it was like a slap in the face.

Lin Ling listened to the well-understood and precise English accent on the radio, her mouth slightly opened, and she couldn't speak for a long time. Did Ruan Cha grow up taking dictation from the BBC when he was a child? Why did he speak in an authentic broadcasting tone!

She threw the fork rolled with pasta heavily on the plate, crossed her arms and sneered, "Would I be so kind that I would make her famous? Please listen carefully to the manuscript she read later! Some people are praised so highly,

The one who falls will be hard!"

The girls at the same table looked at each other: they didn’t quite understand.

To be honest, if it weren't for Lin Ling, they wouldn't listen to the radio seriously at all! Wouldn't it be nice to watch a drama? Wouldn't it be nice to listen to a song?!

When Lin Ling finished speaking, there was indeed a brief pause on the radio.

Ruan Cha lowered his eyes and stared at the printed English content, squinted his eyes slightly, and gave a cold smile.

The first half of the manuscript introduces several well-known foreign local attractions, but the second half suddenly begins to comment on a movie shot at a certain scenic spot. The writing is violent and even promotes negative remarks, which completely exposes a person's short-sightedness.

experience.

The sentence structure of the content is complex, and the words are uncommon. If you are nervous during the broadcast and read directly from the script, two situations are most likely to occur.

A kind of rote memorization of words, followed by the upper part, and reading the lower part of the word word for word without being able to understand the meaning below immediately.

A lack of understanding of certain professional terms leads to lags during broadcasting, and then errors during the broadcast.

Before Ruan Cha came to the broadcast room, he guessed that Lin Ling might want to see the mistakes in his temporary broadcast, until he heard Chu Shuwei said that the script had been changed yesterday. Lin Ling had just told herself in the morning that she was assigned to be on duty in the broadcast room at noon. Did she change the script?

The result is the same, so why bother?

Unless there is something wrong with the content of the new manuscript.

After Ruan Cha reviewed the following content, he slapped the manuscript on the table and stopped looking at it. Then he stretched out his hand to support the wheat in front of him, coughed lightly, and said with a clear voice and a smile, "I think hometown——"

The content of the broadcast was obvious. Ruan Cha followed the previous attractions and improvised to introduce everyone to the town where he had lived since childhood.

Chu Shuwei, who was about to ask Ruan Cha why he suddenly stopped, was stunned. He watched as Ruan Cha finished the script and let himself go wildly. In just a few words, he described a small town with beautiful scenery, slow pace of life, and rich humanities and history.

Like a picture scroll, it slowly unfolded in front of the teachers and students of the school.

It has to be said that Ruan Cha has a talent for marketing. He turned a simple town into a paradise on earth, which made some students who were very good at English and usually lived in the city couldn't help but have expectations and yearnings.

He even had the intention of asking the name of the town.

Moreover, although the content of Ruan Cha changed midway, no one who understood it early had any doubts that the whole process was in line with the requirements of "inspiring others".

The most important thing is that the content of the second half, compared to the previous paragraph, can be seen at a glance that it is written in a foreign language by a Chinese. When Ruan Cha talks about the small town, both the words and the form are the same as the British speaking habits.

The students' voices became lower and some became silent. They listened to the radio seriously. As soon as they closed their eyes, they felt as if they were in London, a foggy city surrounded by gentlemen.

As for the students who don't understand, they won't doubt whether Ruan Cha made a mistake. After all, they won't know what the manuscript is talking about after listening for a long time.

But everyone had a herd mentality, so when they saw someone listening seriously, they slowly became quiet.

"Pah, pah, pah."

Chu Shuwei's eyes were very bright and he praised readily, "Sister, your accent is very authentic, and when you read aloud, your emotions are in place and fascinating. Have you stayed abroad for a few years?"

Although everyone in the school had heard that Fu Chen's mother was carried by the wrong person, the name of the daughter of the wrong child was only circulated to a small extent in Class 10 and in certain circles.

Even in the English club, Chu Shuwei was unable to match up Ruan Cha with the legendary real daughter. Most importantly, due to Liang Qianling's publicity, people in the circle said that the real daughter came from a small bourgeois family, and Ruan Cha's appearance was...

His temperament and abilities would be difficult for anyone to associate with what Liang Qianling said was a short-sighted and uneducated citizen.

Hearing this, Ruan Cha laughed and said, "I have been staying in my hometown. I just arrived in Nanshi less than half a month ago."

"But your English is really fluent and authentic. Do you often listen to tapes or BBC news?" As a member of the English club, Chu Shuwei naturally admired classmates who were good at English.

Ruan Cha took out his mobile phone and replied while typing: "When I was a child, I loved watching Harry Potter, and there is an Englishman in Burbury who grows vegetables on the mountain. I often talk to him."

Although he can't beat his parents in terms of memory, Ruan Cha's language talent ranks first among the family of three. He can pass himself off as a local after hearing a few dialects.

Chu Shuwei: "..."

A vegetable-growing uncle? A vegetable-growing uncle who speaks authentic English? Is your uncle a news anchor in the UK?

He suddenly wanted to ask, schoolgirl, what kind of international dishes does your family grow?

Fu Chen was carrying the food he had just bought and was about to knock on the door when his cell phone buzzed. When he opened it, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and his dark pupils became clearer.

[Ruan Cha: Does the level of the broadcast just now meet the requirements of the English club [Star Eyes]? 】

Chen, the president of Fu English Club, slightly curved his lips, knocking on the door with one hand and typing in the dialog box with the other.

【Buzz——】

Ruan Cha looked down and was stunned. Then he suddenly looked up at the closed door of the broadcast room.
Chapter completed!