Geng Xinyu clapped his hands, and the classroom began to burst into applause.
"Who else wants to run?"
Geng Xinyu quickly wrote down the words Xu Renming in the column for squad leader candidates, then turned around and asked.
"Yes, I will also run for election. I choose me."
"Yes..." Before Ling Chuyin could shout out, she was interrupted by a bright and crisp voice. This voice was familiar to her. She followed the sound and saw that Fang Di stood up in front of her on the right.
"What's going on?" Ling Chu glanced at Geng Xinyu and then at He Shiling, "Why is she up too?"
He Shiling looked towards Fang Di and saw Fang Di blinking at her. Well, it would be good to join in the fun.
"Fondy?"
Dong Huihui's soft cry made the girls around her focus on her.
"What's wrong?" Lin Yijie asked, "Can't girls run for class president?"
"No." Dong Huihui lowered her voice, glanced at Geng Xinyu on the podium, and raised her hand to block her face, "She used to be the Communist Youth League secretary, but later she didn't learn well and was dismissed."
"I know, you said it before."
Lin Yijie lowered her voice and responded in a low voice. On the day she arranged the seats, Dong Huihui had already said that about Fang Di's "glorious deeds". She was surprised and shocked when she heard it. She really agreed to the sentence "If you don't do it, you will die. It's great."
My future has been ruined by myself.
"She is running for squad leader. How can she be Xu Renming's opponent?"
Dong Huihui shook her head, what was Fang Di thinking? Isn't this making herself look bad?
"Why?"
Tan Lin was stunned for a moment, then moved forward and patted Dong Huihui's shoulder gently. Fang Di looked nice.
Huh? Lin Yijie looked at Tan Lin in surprise. Is this thin, fair and taciturn girl talking to them?
It has been almost two weeks since the class was divided, and she has hardly spoken to any of them. She looks very aloof and holds her chin high when she walks. She has good grades and has no choice but to be proud of herself.
If she could enter the top 100 list, oh, no, the top 400, she would be proud of herself. But now, Lin Yijie lowered her head.
"Before she..."
Dong Huihui turned sideways, but was interrupted by the cheers in the classroom.
"Fang Di, are you serious?"
Su Lei's loud voice came from the southeast corner of the classroom.
"Why is there someone running for election again?" "Fang Di, she's running for election too?" "Her 'glorious deeds', aren't they just adding to the chaos?" "Hey, this is interesting."
"The highlight of today is to run for class president?" "How about you give it a try?" "No, I'm timid."
The expressions in the classroom are different and quite interesting: the girl in the front row who is whispering and slightly surprised; the boy in the back row who is cheerful and worried that the world will not be chaotic; the new student who is confused and confused; and the one who is walking around leisurely.
As a person watching the show, she seems to have forgotten that the people running for election at the moment are her targets.
All kinds of expressions can be seen at a glance.
Geng Xinyu looked at the clock on the back wall. There was plenty of time for them to perform.
"The prodigal son returns with gold, so of course I'm serious about it," Fang Di said with a smile, "I've been treated with admiration for three days, so why can't I run for class president?"
Fang Di's words made Su Lei choked. He didn't know how to reply. He smiled coquettishly, touched his ears and stopped talking.
"Hey, your eloquence is great?" "The composition is good, but your eloquence is not good?" "Oh oh oh." "Then let's shut up." "Let's watch the show slowly." "Anyway, the protagonist is also
Not us."
"Xu Renming has four dimensions, and I have the same: First, I have been in Class 5 and have served as a class committee member. I am familiar with everyone and do not need to adjust; second, I have good expression and communication skills. This
This is something that everyone can see, and something that a dull science boy like him cannot achieve."
Fang Di's words triggered a burst of nods and gentle discussions, "That's true." "It's true."
"Third, I am a girl. I have a strong affinity. The bright and sunny me and the serious him stand together. If you want to seek help, who would you rather go to?"
Fang Di suddenly threw a question to the discussing classmates. With a bright smile on his face, the answer was obvious.
"Of course it's you." "It depends on what the problem is?" "If it's a composition, I'll come to you first." "If it's a physics assignment, oh, no, writing, I'll naturally come to him."
"Except for grades, everything else comes to you."
Fang Di smiled and continued, "Of course I am talking about things other than grades. The fourth point is that the monitor is the spokesperson of the class. As a candidate for monitor, you should not only look at the content and talent, but also the appearance."
"Yo yo yo, you're putting gold on your face again." Su Lei couldn't help but say it again.
"Su Lei, you want to be choked again." "He is just a chatterbox." "Fang Di, are you praising yourself or not?"
"Just shut up." Yang Min turned around and said to Su Lei, who was standing behind and to the left of the two classmates.
"Oh!" Su Lei responded, touched his ears with his hands, leaned against the wall, and stopped talking.
"Although the former monitor, Yi Lingfei, was not very handsome, looking at the entire second year of high school, there were not many who were as good-looking and talented as him. And I, among the girls, was considered good-looking, and although I had good grades,
Poor, but good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, playing, playing and singing, I won awards easily."
Fang Di praised himself without hesitation, causing bursts of laughter in the classroom.
"Except for your poor grades and occasional absence from class, you have other advantages." Du Xiaofeng's laughter came from behind, interrupting Fang Di's boasting.
"Achievements can be improved." Fang Di smiled and glanced at Du Xiaofeng, "My speech is over. Please vote for me later. The more the merrier. No thanks, brothers and sisters."
"Listen to your campaign words. Most of them are boastful. How can you be more modest?" "Yi Lingfei, you can obviously rely on your appearance, but you have to rely on your talent. Hey." "That's not all.
I'm just bragging. People have said my grades are poor." "You're very self-aware."
"How much difference is there?" Tang Ji glanced at her, "She doesn't look like she has poor grades."
"My grades were very good before. I served as the Communist Youth League secretary for a period of time. Later, I was dismissed. In the first year of high school, I took about 45 exams." Du Xiaofeng said unceremoniously. She stood up to run for the election today because she was clearly trying to disrupt the situation.
These words were obviously meant to retaliate against Xu Renming. This was not good, as it violated the squad leader's principle of integrating the old and the new.
"Your courage is commendable. I admire you." Tang Ji nodded and turned around. He still didn't quite understand, so he continued to listen.
"Fang Di's winter vacation ranking has improved a lot." Geng Xinyu smiled and quickly searched his memory. If he remembers correctly, "Fang Di's winter vacation ranking should be in the top 20."
"Ah?" "Fang Di, can you tell me how you counterattacked?" "He often misses classes and often disappears from play, but he is in the top 20. It's not fair." "He has a good foundation, what's wrong with him?
Unfair."
"Perhaps the teacher made a mistake in calculating the results, and the monitor's results were calculated incorrectly."
I don't know who suddenly said something. The classroom suddenly became quiet, and after a while, there was a burst of laughter.
"Why didn't you count your points more?" "You said the grapes were sour because you couldn't eat them." "Typical jealousy."
"Hey, where is our squad leader?" I don't know who said it.
"Aren't we running for class president now?" Geng Xinyu laughed and wrote Fang Di's name on the blackboard, "Now there are two candidates, what else?"
Still, is there anything else?
In the classroom, everyone looked at each other, and then all looked to the front and left of the classroom:
Where are we, the monitor? Is she, like the math representative, going to give up the monitor as well?