Although the previous game is wonderful, what I am most looking forward to is the last game-there will be a game in the queue. I am full of confidence.
I looked forward to, looked forward to, and finally waited in line to hold the game.
The first appearance was Class 51, and they ended with the instructor's password. They didn't walk well, not only did they not line up well, but they also didn't walk in place. When Class Two and Class Three competed, we started to form a team, and my mind was tense and blank.
It will be our class's turn to play soon. I have butterflies in my stomach. With the instructor's password, we came to the rostrum. At this time, I feel very quiet around, so quiet that I can only hear the instructor's password, and my mind seems to have stopped thinking. We use passwords to do all kinds of prescribed actions, which are neat and loud. That loud slogan was shouted by us with the strength of sucking milk.
Our presentation made the jury applaud again and again. President Yang also praised us. The stone in my heart fell to the ground.
Back to the rest place, the instructor praised us, and Teacher Meng cancelled our homework. This time, our class got its wish and won the highest prize: being elected as a collective. How happy I am!