"Quiet, the result of the drawing of lots is that Ling Chuyang will be the representative of the mathematics department."
Geng Xinyu's cheerful voice came from the front left of the classroom.
"Okay, don't be in a daze, it's official." Tang Ji nudged Ling Chuyang, "Go to the wall, I have no place."
Ling Chuyang said nothing and moved towards the wall.
"Oh, so obedient." Tang Ji said with a smile. When he was asked to move, he would always glance at him with disdain. Then, reluctantly, he would lean against the wall while arranging his bangs, not forgetting to put his arms around.
He stood there, "I haven't come back to my senses yet."
"Got it." "Yeah." "That's okay." "Okay." "I can play ball happily from now on."
There was a chorus of cheers in the classroom that made Tang Ji turn his attention back. What kind of cheers were these? Shouldn't the person on the stage report his grades as proof like before?
It's better not to report. Tang Ji thought for a while, scratched the back of his head, and looked at Ling Chuyang again. He was ranked 13th out of 140. So where would these 245 be ranked in Class 5?
"It's over, can we listen to music?" Su Lei shouted.
"Well, it should be fine." "Listen to the song, listen to the song, Wang Xinyi, please order the song." There was a chorus of responses.
In that response, Tang Ji could clearly see Wang Xinyi looking back at them, and then turning her head back as if nothing had happened. Geng Xinyu on the side walked to the podium, and wrote on the blackboard the column for Mathematics Class Representative
He learned Ling Chuyang’s name.
"You can listen to the music," Geng Xinyu said with a smile, pointing to the word "squad leader" on the blackboard, "After the squad leader is selected, the decision will be made by the squad leader."
"Isn't it?" "What happened?" "Why did you choose again?" "Isn't this the end?"
"Didn't you say before that you should choose one of the two, choose a subject representative or stay as a class president?" Zheng Yipeng asked Du Xiaofeng in a low voice for confirmation.
"I don't know." Du Xiaofeng touched his nose and looked at the podium. Geng Xinyu smiled brightly as usual and looked at the audience, "Where did you hear about it?"
"Huh? What about you just now?" Zheng Yipeng was confused as he remembered what happened just now. "What about you, me, and us just now?"
"What are you, mine?" Du Xiaofeng asked back. In fact, he had never tried guessing in class. "I just wanted to simply guess. I didn't know you were so creative."
"Are we doing a disservice?" Zheng Yipeng asked with a somewhat unnatural expression, and then said to himself, "This squad leader didn't even say hello to us in advance. Could it be that he was testing his tacit understanding with us?
?”
"Ah? Is there any?" Du Xiaofeng touched his nose. It was a draw? He also drew lots. He really didn't know anything, but it seemed that the guessing game between the two of them was just what some people wanted. "It seems, yes
It’s the right thing to do.”
But, what is the situation now? Du Xiaofeng raised his head and looked forward again, and then looked at the left front of the classroom.
"pp." Tang Ji, who was staring at them with his head tilted, couldn't help but interjected and asked, "What are you muttering about? Why are you choosing the squad leader again? Who are you going to give it to?"
"I really don't know." Du Xiaofeng waved his hand at Tang Ji, why did he come to ask him? It seemed like he was a confidant, but he really didn't know anything!
What's going on? Tan Lin glanced at Geng Xinyu, then patted Dong Huihui in front of her. Seeing Dong Huihui's confused face, she didn't say anything. She turned to look at He Shiling on the left. She was writing something intently.
It was as if everything that happened in the classroom had nothing to do with her.
Tan Lin smiled, turned around, and stared at the history textbook in front of her. Her impression of He Shiling before the class division was only limited to the previous speeches at the school meeting and the ranking on the top 100 list: good grades, not good at speaking,
He looked straight in the eyes, as if he was very cold.
Over the past week or so, I have almost refreshed my understanding of He Shiling. If Geng Xinyu on the podium is a kind-hearted person, then He Shiling is a typical shunner, with English grouping incidents and bullying in math class.
past events.
Thinking of the math class, Tan Lin paused while turning the book. Could it be that He Shiling was going to fulfill her promise in the math class?
She glanced sideways again, and saw that the person was still writing something very seriously, as if she didn't care, and she seemed to be familiar with every new person. The performance rankings were excellent in all subjects.
Laoban never mentioned it, but she seemed to know it.
It is understandable that the representative of the mathematics subject is re-elected. The monitor has a lot to do, and Ling Chuyang is excellent in science, especially mathematics. However, now that the monitor is elected again, is it a formal nomination? Or is he really giving up?
Tan Lin raised her head and glanced at Geng Xinyu on the podium again. She was smiling and looking at the noisy classmates in the classroom. She took another piece of chalk in her right hand and was playing with it as if nothing had happened.
Tan Lin smiled, thinking about Geng Xinyu's chalk incident just now, and her understanding of her was refreshed. This girl who usually seemed cheerful and enthusiastic, actually threw the chalk so easily and accurately on the three people at the back of the classroom. It was really
It surprised her for a while.
"What are you laughing at?" asked the consultant at the same table. Tan Lin was also a little strange today.
Normally, she is a person who doesn't care about anything and concentrates on studying. Today, unexpectedly, halfway through the class, the book is still on the same page as when it was in class. I bet she is not reading.
"Nothing." Tan Lin responded, "I'm just a little curious."
"Well, I'm a little curious too." Gu smiled, "It's a little different from our Class 11."
"Everyone, is the discussion finished? You can nominate candidates for squad leader." Geng Xinyu put the pink chalk into the chalk box and replaced it with a blue one, "Let's get started."
"Start nominating?" "Yes." "How to nominate?" "Who to nominate?" "Who do you like to nominate?"
"Is it true that I am no longer the squad leader?" "How can I still mention it?" "Is it just a formality?" "Who knows."
The discussion in the classroom was much quieter than before.
"Listen, how can this be mentioned?" Ling Chu touched He Shiling, "Is this just a formality? Or is it just a formality?"
"That's what you said." He Shiling smiled and closed the book. He will be very busy next month. He glanced at the classmates who were whispering and smiled. The time was just right.
"Okay, then I'll make a suggestion to you." Ling Chu came over with a smile and rested his head on He Shiling's shoulder.
"I second the proposal." Wang Xiaoxiao's laughter came from behind, "Count me in."
"What's the point?" Wang Xinyi turned around and winked at Wang Xiaoxiao, "Just raise your hand later."
"Okay, then I'm ready to talk." Ling Chu smiled and sat up, "You guys can follow suit and raise your hands."
"Okay." Wang Xinyi and Wang Xiaoxiao responded in unison.
"Okay." He Shiling responded, looked at his watch, and sat by the window as usual, "Wait for two minutes and then talk."
"Why?" Ling Chu looked at Geng Xinyu, then turned back and asked, "Didn't you agree just now?"
"I propose the candidate for league branch secretary and squad leader myself."
A very loud voice rang in the classroom, covering up everyone's discussion.