The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

Good-looking and a top student

Late at night, Xu Lu made a phone call. “Are you a reporter from the new citizen News?”

“Who are you?”

you don’t need to know who I am. I’ll tell you something. Tomorrow, the city Cultural Center will be holding a young Mathematical Olympiad award ceremony. The champion is very special.

“How special?”

he’s autistic and can’t speak, but he won the National Olympic mathematics Championship. This might become a hot topic and make the headlines of Xin min newspaper. It’s up to you whether you want to interview him or not.

The person on the other end quickly thanked her for the information.

Xu Lu called several media outlets in a row.

The next day, the Olympic mathematics award ceremony was held in the oil painting hall of the city Cultural Center.

Due to Wen Mo’s unwillingness to speak and his extraordinary talent, his form teacher had always taken good care of him.

Su Yun was extremely grateful to the form teacher.

The four of them sat in the first row. Su Yun held Wen Mo’s hand and said softly, ” “When you go up on stage to receive the award later, just say thank you. Just say thank you, okay?”

tsk! Wen Qiao said, ” mom, don’t force him.

He turned to Wen mo and said,”Little Mo, you don’t have to say anything. When you go up to receive the award, just bow to everyone.” &Nbsp;

There was a struggle on Wen Mo’s face. He clenched his fingers and did not say a word.

Seeing his pained expression as he struggled with himself, Wen Qiao’s heart couldn’t help but ache. She touched his head and said, ” “No one will force you to speak. Just be yourself.”

Finally, it was Wen Mo’s turn to go on stage to receive his award. Wen Qiao shook his hand and said, ” “No need to speak, just bow.”

Although Wen mo was only 15 years old, he was already close to 180 years old. He was wearing a suit today, and the young man walked step by step to the podium under the light, outstanding and handsome.

Tears welled up in Wen Qiao’s eyes as she smiled at the teenager in the stands.

The guest presenter was a well-known mathematician in China, Mr. Zhao Mingde. The white-haired Mr. Zhao couldn’t hide his excitement. this is the champion of this year’s Mathematical Olympiad, Wen mo. The most praiseworthy thing is that he got a perfect score in this competition.

Mr. Zhao solemnly handed the Certificate of Honor and trophy to Wen mo, then pointed to the microphone at the side, indicating for him to give his acceptance speech.

The handsome young man stood on the stage. The lights were glaring. He was a little dazed, nervous, uneasy, and helpless. All kinds of emotions came like a tide. He was not used to being watched by so many people. Those people’s eyes were obviously kind, but in his eyes, they were particularly hateful.

He even felt a little suffocated.

He still couldn’t get over that hurdle.

His fingers clutched the trophy, his nails turning white. He could hear his own heartbeat, thud, thud, especially loud.

Wen Qiao was the first to sense Xiao Mo’s uneasiness and took the lead in clapping. The second and third place runners-up on stage often participated in competitions with Wen mo and knew that he was unwilling to talk, so they walked over to him kindly. The second place runner-up was a girl. She took the microphone and said,’thank you, everyone’.

Then, they took Wen Mo’s hand and bowed to everyone.

The hall was filled with thunderous applause.

Wen Qiao heaved a sigh of relief. Xiao Mo’s classmates were all good kids and took good care of him.

Wen mo walked down the stage, step by step, accompanied by applause and fresh flowers.

Wen Jianmin sat in his own office and couldn’t help but click on the school’s main page. There was a live broadcast, but the traffic was very small, and there weren’t many people who followed it. There were also no media visits, and there were only a few dozen comments, all praising Wen Mo’s good looks and that he was a top student. The young girls were sending flowers crazily in the bullet screen.

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