Every sports meeting, I pay close attention to the announcer's voice. She is a senior classmate with a clear and beautiful voice. Every time I hand in a press release, I always glance enviously at the figure sitting behind the microphone. Too arrogant. I also like reading aloud and have been a host. When can I become an announcer and let my voice reverberate in every corner of the playground? Unexpectedly, the wish at that time actually became a reality a few years later.
"Qi Yuan Jun, go to the podium and be a broadcaster!" I can't believe my ears. That wonderful moment, that longing moment has finally come! My eyes are wet, I must show my best! With a brisk pace, I jumped on the platform and was taken to the black microphone by the teacher. I swallowed, qi Yuan Jun, you must live up to expectations!
I have a thick stack of newsletters in front of me. Can I finish broadcasting so many manuscripts? I'm a little afraid of my back, and I've been through many battles, but I straighten up and take a deep breath at the thought that my voice will soon spread all over the playground. I will do it! "Hello, teachers and classmates!" The first sentence I said, I can clearly hear my loud voice, from the heart! Although the manuscript is not long, and some junior manuscripts are still immature, I recite every word, word and sentence with passion, just like reciting beautiful articles. At this moment, my favorite readers, Zhou Guang, Pu Cunxin and Li Moran, appeared in my mind, and their enthusiastic or deep recitations echoed in my ears. I tried to imitate their accents.
By the time I finished broadcasting nearly half of the manuscript, I was flushed, sweaty and a little hoarse, just like I had just run 400 meters from the sports ground. At this time, Secretary Du praised me kindly: "You read with great emotion and insight!" I bowed my head shyly, and my heart was as sweet as honey. I took a sip of water and continued to broadcast. When the athletes are sweating like rain, I am excited to shout for them; When the champions rushed to the finish line, I sincerely congratulated them; When the loser was depressed, I said affectionately, "You didn't fail, and you are strong!" " "... the sports meeting is over, my clothes are soaked, and I feel unprecedented pride.
Although I didn't fight as hard as an athlete, I fought a beautiful battle on another battlefield. I used my own strength to cheer for my classmates and convey my heartfelt wishes to them. I also ran the first leg of a wonderful life. This is really a different kind of sports meeting for me.
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Update 2: The above question was asked by an aunt. She learned something in the center for the el