"Pants, you are trying to bring things back to order, that's great." The little fat man's eyes lit up.

The flat head also smiled.

"As long as it can cause trouble to that kid, this wave is not a loss."

"No need." Du Feilong wanted to stop him.

But Wang Moxue ignored it and directly showed the handwriting on the voting slip to the audience.

"Du Feilong." Wang Moxue practiced it simultaneously.

The font is vigorous and powerful, but that's not the point.

The audience began to talk about it.

"Sure enough, when it comes to real reputation, we generally still have Du Feilong who is better."

"Otherwise? After all, we are new classmates. If Boss Du hadn't been generous and used unfair means, what would happen if he became the sports committee member?"

This time the words were not so sharp, and everyone acted more reservedly, but the meaning was already there.

Invisibly, everyone's admiration for Ye Fan's bravery has been transferred to Du Feilong's gratitude and magnanimity.

Peacock looked at Ye Fan and refrained from saying anything.

Wang Moxue's move undoubtedly embarrassed Ye Fan.

Everyone is now curious, who voted for this?

On the podium, Wang Moxue, who was wearing a black silk suit, pushed up her black-rimmed glasses that did not match her face shape.

"This vote was cast by Ye Fan himself."

The toneless voice reached everyone's ears, but it instantly caused a storm.

"He was one of the parties involved and did not have the right to vote, so I withheld the vote." Wang Moxue said.

Many people lowered their heads in shame.

"We really judge a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart, and we feel so ashamed that we want to dig into it."

"How many people in the world can have such noble sentiments?"

Immediately everyone reacted.

Ye Fan himself voted for Du Feilong, so in his subjective intention, he did not want to compete for this sports committee.

Having paid such a high price before, it is unlikely that I will put on a show again.

So, who is behind this?

Many people have benefited. Think about it, who is deceiving everyone to vote by taking out the benefits?

The results are already coming.

Before the three brothers in dormitory 211 could react from the painful blow, they saw the whole class turning their heads and looking at them with strange eyes.

Tablet's heart sank.

"You're just kidding. I've been found to have harmed my classmates. I'm afraid I won't have a foothold in the class from now on."

Tuxedo's face was ugly, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

He glanced at Du Feilong on the stage and said to himself: "For an outsider, it shouldn't be a problem for the whole class to attack together, but that stupid guy Du Feilong knows that we are using him, so he won't come to attack me, right?"

The little fat man felt the eyes of his eldest and second brothers, intentionally or unintentionally.

The little face filled with fat looks sad.

"Pants, it's none of my business. The destruction of the group was God's will, and it was definitely not my fault."

But unexpectedly, the students' reaction was quite mild.

"I didn't expect you three to be so loyal to your new classmates. I was really mistaken before."

"You three must have been impressed by classmate Ye Fan's charisma."

What kind of charisma does God have?

Listening to these compliments, the three brothers laughed more than they cried.

"Congratulations, classmate Ye Fan." Teacher Bai stretched out his jade hand.

Ye Fan reached out and shook her hand.

"Teacher." Ye Fan said.

He wanted to say that Du Feilong should be the sports committee member.

Ye Fan roughly knew the ins and outs of the matter.

I'm still standing here now, but I'm just trying to catch up.

No matter in terms of ability or reputation, Du Feilong is ultimately more suitable for this position.

Besides, what the hell is a dignified Beiming Jianzun doing when he comes to the school to be a sports committee member?

The great elder would probably die laughing if he knew it.

Before Ye Fan could finish speaking, Du Feilong stood up next to him.

"Brother Ye, don't refuse. If you are willing to be my friend, then be a sports committee member. If you encounter something you don't understand in the early stage, I can help you."

"This." Ye Fan was embarrassed.

"Don't look down on Ye Fan, class cadres can not only train themselves, but also have a wonderful experience in school life." Teacher Bai said softly.

"Experience?"

Ye Fan remembered the purpose of his trip to the world, and both of them said so, and finally nodded.

"Congratulations again, can you let go of my hand? It's not polite to keep holding someone else's hand."

Ye Fan was distracted just now, and now he is still holding the beautiful teacher's hand in his hand.

"Sorry." Ye Fan took a step back, calmly and politely.

Wait until you return to the dormitory.

Ye Fan heard on the road that many people were discussing some sorority party.

"Did you hear about it? There is a freshman fraternity party over there in the auditorium tonight. It's so hard to get invitations. I asked the seniors in the student union to get them, but they haven't been able to get them yet."

"You think too much and don't look at how much you weigh. Do you think everyone can get in?"

"Is not it?"

"You must not be short of iron in your head. It is said to be a freshman fraternity, but it is aimed at talented people from all over the Dragon Kingdom. These people are talented and have potential."

"Then there are the second generation of powerful people from various places. These people have connections and resources."

"To put it bluntly, this is a party prepared by our school's elite for fresh blood. What does it have to do with us ordinary students?"

"Oh, I understand, the relationship is that I can look up to you."

The splendid school auditorium.

The freshmen's party in the evening is being prepared here in full swing.

"Come on, come on, the flowers are there, and the red carpet hasn't been laid out yet? What are you going to eat? The party starts at 9 o'clock."

A vice-president personally directs.

The party was tacitly approved by the school, organized by the student union, and sponsored by social capital.

Responsible for screening out those with talent and background among freshmen.

After all, we can't all be in school our whole lives.

When society comes out in the future, this classmate circle composed of elites will become the top resources and channels.

Therefore, the student union is extremely strict in screening in this area.

Among the freshmen admitted to Peking University in each class, less than 1% are eligible to be invited.

They are all the top scorers in college entrance examinations from various places, as well as the descendants of wealthy families.

However, no matter what the future generations are, those who can be admitted to Beijing University must first be talented.

The vice-president has a stern personality and will lash out at the slightest displeasure.

A group of student union members, no matter how arrogant they are outside, would not even dare to fart in front of this person.

"President Zhang, in addition to President Qin, have already sent invitations to the four major campus beauties." A subordinate reported respectfully.

President Zhang sat on the chair, took the towel handed by the subordinate next to him, and wiped away the non-existent sweat.

He took a sip of oolong tea and said, "Very good, let me report on the status of the new students."

"Yes." The subordinate bowed and reported, "The freshmen in this class have good qualifications. There are several number one scholars, and there are also many from prominent family backgrounds, including the young masters of the Gongsun family in the south."

When we stopped at Gongsun's house, President Zhang's eyes lit up.

"Are there any pretty girls?" President Zhang asked.
To be continued...