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Jiang Zhe held the walkie-talkie and stood at a distance, with Beifeng waiting for her not far away.
The voice of the assistant director came through the walkie-talkie, and in front of Jiang Zhe, he spoke on behalf of the school, "Jiang Zhe, you're about to give a speech, and there's a little request from the school here."
"What is it?"
"Well, for this speech, we've polished a manuscript for you, just follow it and you'll be fine," said the assistant director.
"How are you going to give it to me?"
"There's a fax machine in the vehicle that came to deliver your supplies earlier. I'll have someone fax it over to you right away. Remember to stick to the script, don't make any mistakes," the assistant director repeatedly urged.
"Got it." After shutting off the walkie-talkie, Jiang Zhe informed Beifeng.
Beifeng said, "Providing a speech manuscript? Why didn't they say so yesterday?"
"No idea. But it doesn't matter, let me go get it and take a look."