NOVEL NEXT Chapter 128
Chapter 127
127. The time to decide fate has arrived!
The live broadcast of each candidate was shown on TV.
Ji Wenfeng: “Hello everyone, I’m Ji Wenfeng, Grade 1 of high school. I am running for the post of student council president. After signing up, I can’t sleep all night, I don’t know if I can be qualified for this position.” He lowered his head. , Her long eyelashes trembled, “I found a fatal flaw in my body.” It was jio smelly. “I don’t know if I can carry everyone’s expectations with such an imperfect person, or if I am so imperfect that I am worthy of having my full-time little secretary–” I said, raising my eyes as beautiful as pistachios, and I didn’t know Glancing away from the screen, “I originally planned to sing a song for my little secretary after running for the president of the student council. Now that everything is uncertain, I want to dedicate this song to you in front of the screen. ”
After that, I went to sit down in front of the piano specially prepared for him by the staff.
The slender and powerful fingers pressed the first piano note. The handsome and innocent boy closed his eyes and hummed with a magnetic voice accompanied by ethereal pleasures——
Always want to see through your eyes
To find the most primitive wildness
Unexpectedly, he broke in at the end
A whole seat
Tranquility of the forest
You breathe
Blue velvet wraps the body
And the hum of the ocean
I never wanna wake up
I can
Hide in your body
Into the warm you
Hide in your body
Into the warm you
…
The corner of the eye like a puffy flower swept across the screen calmly, and the girls in front of the screen collectively Shi Lezhi: Ji Wenfeng, I **** love you forever.
Boy: “…”
Lu Rong: “…”
He looked at the magnified handsome face on the screen, blushing, avoiding the gaze that seemed to penetrate his heart-listen, is this a song that people sing?
Lingren: “Hello everyone, I’m Lingren from Class 1 of Senior One, and I came to run for the position of Minister of Organization. Just now Ji Wenfeng is our monitor. You must be wondering why there are two people in a class running for the Student Union. Important position…” said a pair of glasses, “In fact, the reason why I have to stand up and shamelessly occupy a position for Class 1 is because I have seen Ji Wenfeng have been upset for a long time! Don’t think I am the same with him. Class, but I’m here to better restrain him in the student union! Anything that Ji Wenfeng agrees with, I will oppose, and whatever Ji Wenfeng opposes, I will agree. If you don’t want to see Ji Wenfeng covering the sky, please vote. Give it to me! I will definitely try to make Ji Wenfeng embarrassed, fellow males!”
Boys: “Oh oh oh awesome! Although you don’t know who you are, but you only need to oppose Ji Wenfeng, you will be our real father!”
Girls: “What a shameless campaign strategy…”
…
Fang Chang: “Hello everyone, I am Fang Chang, ##￥%#￥% (1000 words of extremely boring campaign language)…”
Chengnaner: “…Is this the square length who made marketing from the canteen to the door of the toilet? It looks a bit ugly.”
…
Liang Wendao: “Hello everyone, I am Liang Wendao. Not much else. I will be elected as the Minister of Studies. I will record my learning experience as “Thirteen Lectures on Liang Wendao” and put it in the Himalayas open class, so that all year students The points are increased by an average of 30 points. Free for a limited time.”
Seongnam er in front of the TV: Don’t say anything to vote for you.
Xiao Zhuqing appeared on the TV screen: “You may not know who I am, but I can guarantee that you have all seen or heard of my writing. My name is Xiao Zhuqing and I come from Class 8. Her nickname is Rotten Girl, do you think of me? Hey.”
Chengnan er: ==||||
Xiao Zhuqing: “Don’t say much—fud girls from all over the world join together to vote for me! From then on, cos or lo costume tea parties, or even comic exhibitions or Chengnan joy, will work hard to prepare! Joining the art department can still be used every day Cp oh!” My eyes blinked and blew a heart
The boys raised their hands collectively: Teacher, can you vote against it? We don’t want to be lalang anymore.
If I heard the Xiaozhuqing on the TV, I took out my ears disdainfully: “Boys don’t bark, girls yy you, it also shows that your youth is worth a bit. Don’t say it seems that you would have been sweet in the first place. It’s the same as my first love, we write to you Lalang match, it is to praise you.”
Boys: Too much tut
…
Shen Yu held the back of his head with both hands, and sat lazily on a chair: “Ah, hello everyone, I’m Shen Yu from Class 12. I’m here to run for [BEEP——].”
In the radio station, Yan Gou had already hacked into the broadcast network. His ten fingers were like enclaves to silence the four words “Student Council Leader”. Li Nan sat beside him holding the microphone with the sonorous four words “Commissioner of Discipline”.
Chengnan er: “Are you serious? Rogue leader!”
Shen Yu sitting on a high stool in front of the TV, walked with all his heart, raised his fist, and waved: “If you [BEEP——], I will [BEEP——]”
Yan Gou scrupulously erased his original saying, “If you can vote for me, I will work hard.” Li Nanbian voiced passionately on the side: “If you don’t vote for me, I will beat you to death!”
Men and women in front of the TV: “…” Zhan Kuang Shen Yu, a well-deserved reputation.
Shen Yu walked out of the studio, and the eyes of the other candidates were full of fear and disgust.
Dent asked coolly: “Why did you make this declaration?”
Shen Yu: “I’m just here for a cutscene–” She couldn’t help but sit up straight again at Shang Ji Wenfeng’s inquiring gaze. He couldn’t let Ji Wenfeng know that he bit the bullet.
“Next, Dent!” the teacher shouted.
Dent walked into the studio.
As soon as he stood firm, Li Nanbian of the radio station pushed the bgm to the maximum, which was the song “The Second Spring Reflected in the Moon” with tears.
With bgm’s blessing, Dent recalled his tragic childhood, tragic teenager, and anticipated the tragic youth and tragic old age in the future. The only remaining right eye was filled with sad tears: “My name is Dent, from 6 classes to run for the sports minister. I was born in a single-parent family, and my father loved to drink, three years old when my mother was a child my father beats off …… I have no friends, often beating, being broke his left eye, there A boxer looked at me poorly and taught me boxing skills. I went to Chengnan Junior High School all the way. The money I went to junior high school was earned from black boxing in the underground boxing ring…”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…” the whole city heard the sad and saw the tears, a sound of weeping.
Dent spoke in the studio for fifteen minutes: “When I was a child, my only friend was called Abu, who was a hamster, and was crushed to death by my father…”
The teacher finally couldn’t stand it anymore and knocked on his door: “Dent, you have already taken up three people’s time, come down.”
Dent said coolly: “Oh.”
When Dent left, the fierce teacher pressed his shoulder.
“Take it.” The teacher stuffed a thick red envelope into his hand.
Dent coolly said: “Teacher, I can’t take it.” He has grown up now and has a decent income. He works as a security consultant in the wicked group every year, and his annual income is equal to that of an ordinary worker.
The teacher patted him on the shoulder: “Just take it, everyone is already raising money for you.”
Dent: “…”
One candidate after another completed their election speeches, and it was Du Mihuang’s turn to take the stage.
Ji Wenfeng held his breath, and the time to decide his fate had arrived.
I only heard Du Mihuang’s sonorous sentence: “Hello everyone, I’m a super popular star Du Mihuang, today I’m back to my alma mater, and the position I want to run for is the president of the student council…”
Ji Wen and wind are not moving like a mountain.
“…The little secretary!”
Ji Wenfeng’s eyes flashed, and he was hooked!
Chengnan er talked a lot–
“How can Du Mihuang be a little secretary!”
“He shouldn’t be such a shiny person…”
“Could it be that he deliberately gave up the position of student council president to Ji Wenfeng? What is the relationship between the two of them?”
“Rather than deliberately giving Ji Wenfeng to Ji Wenfeng, it is better to say that Ji Wenfeng went to run for the young secretary…”
“Sure enough, the handsome guy and the handsome guy will attract each other even if they are thousands of miles apart…”
Ji Wenfeng sat on the bench, slightly widened his legs, leaned his elbows on his knees, and lowered his head. At this time, he raised his eyes, and his gaze flew towards Lu Rong like electricity.
Lu Rong, who was disturbed by the rumors, caught his gaze and looked away angrily.
Du Mihuang’s campaign video was soon finished recording, and the teacher came out and shouted, “Lu Rong.”
Ji Wenfeng smiled secretly: Rongrong, how would you choose?
Lu Rong got up and walked to the studio. Du Mihuang went out and passed him by. Du Mihuang seemed to be aware of something, turning around in an instant, Lu Rong had already entered the studio.
The video uploads the pictures of the beautiful black-haired boy.
“My name is Lu Rong and I come from Class 8. The position I want to run for is…”
The important figures have already been recorded. No one knows who Lu Rong is. Everyone drank water in the corridor and talked about the election prospects. Only Ji Wenfeng and Du Mihuang looked up at the teenager in the video.
He tangled for a while, bit his lip slightly, and looked at the floor. For a long time, he refocused his eyes on the camera: “…The secretary of the student council president.”
Du Mihuang saw Lu Rong’s face clearly, and gritted his teeth and asked Ji Wenfeng, “Is he right?!”
“Hahahahahahahahahaha…” Ji Wenfeng Dama Jindao sat on the seat, laughed as a ghost animal, and raised his head domineeringly, “Du Mihuang, you have already lost!”
Rongrong still loves me!
Ji Wenfeng’s mind at this time was extremely determined.
Although he is stinky, Rongrong still cares that he will be snatched away by others!
Ji Wenfeng, who originally thought he would never have a chance in this life, came back to life, stood up with his trouser pockets in his pockets, and exuded an unparalleled aura: “I persuade you to leave by yourself, golden retriever defeated dog.” He lightly picked. Du Mihuang’s yellow hair let go playfully. “You can’t even recognize your sweetheart, what right do you have to grab someone from me?”
Du Mihuang sneered: “The game is not over yet, young master. Next, you will be the president of the student council and I will be your secretary. You will never have the opportunity to be alone with him.”
“Oh, isn’t it?” Ji Wenfeng raised the corners of his lips, “how do you know…you must be able to beat him?”
Du Mihuang thought to himself: Damn it, does the surname Ji still have a back? !
Ji Wenfeng didn’t say a word, but with a sneer, he left the corridor of the studio with his trouser pockets in his pockets. Walking to no one, he calmly took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to all the villains who had been madly advertising in Moments these past two days: Are there still campaign packages? You can do as much money as you want, and I want to push someone up.
All the villains: Who?
Ji Wenfeng: Lu Rong, the young secretary of the student council president.
He will never let his capacity lose to anyone!
After Lu Rong recorded the campaign video, he was chased by the villain group: “Boss, when did you run for secretary?”
“It’s a waste of talent to be a secretary with the boss’s ability?!”
“Could it be related to Ji Wenfeng…”
“Don’t ask.” Lu Rong helped his forehead.
Thinking of the scene where Ji Wenfeng was standing with that beautiful star…he lost his mind and said the words of the campaign secretary.
Fortunately, eight of the ten candidates who came later were campaign secretaries, and he was not too outrageous. It’s just unavoidable to make others think of him as a idiot.
Lu Rong stopped the group members’ gossip, and the group members honestly handed in the poll: “Boss, the other candidates we like, the poll results are very high, only you…”
Lu Rong took a look at his approval rate: less than 0.1%
At the top of the list is Du Mihuang, with 48%.
In terms of secretary, Du Mihuang is a man and has a greater natural advantage than female candidates. All female candidates came for Ji Wenfeng. They had no hope and would never choose other women. They would definitely choose a male secretary, and Du Mihuang was undoubtedly the most likable among all male secretaries. And in just half a day, Ji Wenfeng x Du Mihuang’s CP comrades surpassed the sum of all Lalang matches of Ji Wenfeng, and the rotten girl contributed a lot to it.
Lu Rong found no such person, and the temporary recording of the speech video was also featureless, and couldn’t get any votes at all.
So there was a scene of the world’s smashing: the behind-the-scenes of Chengnan Middle School, this school is truly in charge of the school hegemon, assisting countless people to climb to the top, but can not only support itself.
All the wicked: “…” The boss didn’t show up.
Lu Rong looked at the dazzling 48% approval rate, and said blankly: “It’s okay, I have my own way.”
“By the way, the boss, this person said that no matter how much money you pay, you will be elected. This order is accepted?” Li Nan happily took out his mobile phone and showed him the new taker.
As soon as Lu Rong looked at his head, his heart jumped out of his chest-it was Ji Wenfeng!
Ji Wenfeng… Want me to be elected?
He took the phone and flipped through the chat history, which was absolutely true.
That big star is…
“He deliberately.” Lu Rong quickly sorted out the ins and outs. “He wasn’t sure if I would participate in the secretary’s election. He wanted to test my mind-Ji Wenfeng lied to me!”
Those long-term cold wars, deliberate intimacy, and affectionate singing are all to make him suffer from gains and losses, and then force his words!
I was deceived by such a clumsy method…
“Damn…” Lu Rong inserted his fingers into his hair and laughed at himself. He was really being tricked by Ji Wenfeng.
But… it seems that the result is not too bad?
Lu Rong fixedly stared at Ji Wenfeng’s sentence “As much as you want” on the screen, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
That guy isn’t in front of me… Is it exposed?
“Boss, how much does it cost to blame him?” Li Nan rubbed his hands.
“Market price, one thousand.” Lu Rong packed his thoughts, and gave his phone back to Li Nanbian expressionlessly.
“So little?” It’s half as long as the square length.
Lu Rong said.
Meaning, let Ji Wenfeng feel at ease.
If he doesn’t accept it, Ji Wenfeng still doesn’t know what yaozi will do to help him campaign.
He already had a panacea in his heart, and he didn’t need Ji Wenfeng to intervene.
Tomorrow is voting day, see how he can turn the tide!