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2. Xu Sheng [3807 votes].
Xu Sheng was able to squeeze into the top 100 of the entire server in the popular shooting game, except that he usually does not attend lectures and has a lot of game time, and the rest is the desire to win.
If you don't want to win the game, what else do you play.
What kind of bird thing is this selection, it was fine before I clicked it, and I couldn't help it after reading it.
second? How can he be second
The weekend passed quickly.
During the period, Hou Jun and the others came to ask questions. Fortunately, Shao Zhan had already finished the homework ahead of time. Xu Sheng only needed to throw the completed homework to them: "The answer is here, you can understand it yourself."
Hou Jun gave a thumbs up: "Thank you, Brother Zhan. Brother Zhan is amazing. I have finished all the homework in half a day."
Residential students were forced to do questions in the classroom for two days on weekends, resulting in a lack of interest in learning.
Hou Jun finished copying his homework and asked, "I came to your dormitory in the morning to find you. There is a new breakfast restaurant outside the school. The tofu brain is delicious. No one opened it for a long time."
Speaking of the morning, after Hou Jun finished speaking, Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan fell into silence at the same time.
Hou Jun knocked on the door and Xu Sheng was able to get up normally on the first day, but he couldn't get up on the second day.
The two exchanged spare keys with each other just in case.
Shao Zhan knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside. He patiently warned: "I'll say it one last time, open the door."
Xu Sheng occasionally gets a little angry, sleeps in a daze, can't think, and doesn't care whether the people outside the door can hear or not, he sends him a word: "Go away."
Shao Zhan: "I didn't open the door, I came in directly."
Xu Sheng simply shrank down a little and covered his head with the quilt, ignoring it.
Shao Zhan opened the door and came in, his original intention was to wake him up, but when his hand just touched the edge of the quilt, Xu Sheng was probably really annoyed, he lifted the quilt and stretched out his hand randomly. When he wanted to get up, he caught Shao Zhan's wrist, which he didn't have time to retract, and he accidentally lost his balance while pulling.
Xu Sheng was stunned for a moment when the back of his head touched the pillow.
Opening his eyes, he saw an enlarged version of his face in front of him, and he was completely awake: "Fuck."
Shao Zhan put one hand on his ear, barely a few centimeters apart, even so, the distance between the two was still too close. The scab on the corner of Shao Zhan's mouth has grown and recovered well, with no traces visible.
Xu Sheng was about to say, "Get up," when someone knocked on the door again.
It was Hou Jun's voice: "Strange, Brother Zhan is not here. I remember that Xu Sheng lives in the opposite room. Let's try it. We have to bring him into the seventh class."
Xu Sheng was shouting in his heart: In fact, there is no need to integrate so much, and you don't need to work so hard.
Since the dormitory has not been changed, and he and Shao Zhan are still lying on the bed in a position that is difficult to explain, the door is not opened.
In addition to going to the class for self-study, for two consecutive days, Xu Sheng treated Zhang Feng with the attitude of "I'm not interested, I'm not interested at all, whoever pays attention to this kind of thing is an idiot".
Zhang Feng was exhausted trying to ask for a vote for himself: You have no heart, Xu Sheng, you have no heart, will you die if you vote for me
As everyone knows, what Xu Sheng thinks is: there is only one vote every day, I voted for you, what the hell am I going to do
Xu Sheng took a look before going to bed after practicing calligraphy every day, and then he was very resistant in his heart, and his body was very honest and gave himself a vote.
This year's school draft selection is more fierce than before, and Xu Sheng's attention to it is limited to the vote he casts for himself every day. Even so, he found that this selection seems to gradually evolve into a competition between him and Shao Zhan. , and it is getting louder and louder.
The difference in votes between the two did not open.
The next day Xu Sheng went online and saw that his votes were about to surpass the first place.
So the wave of people who voted first worked hard overnight to widen the vote gap again. When the two popular candidates voted more than 10,000, the situation became very clear: there are not so many people in the school at all, these people are really Mao If you have enough energy, you have to fight for the trumpet.
It eventually turned into a tug of war.
The two sides clearly expressed hostility.
Floor 501: Learn God! ! Take a look at our school of gods, is it because the gods are not handsome enough, and the awards won by the gods are not enough, what Xu Sheng voted for, Xu Sheng sleeps in class all day, goes out and fights and does not study hard, this kind of person has no future!
Floor 502: That's right upstairs!
Floor 503: Listening to the fart upstairs, our school is good at writing (it’s still okay to write a review), capable of martial arts (one dozen or five), and has a certain level of speech (reading the review level), so it’s not a loss to become a shareholder.
Xu Sheng: …
Xu Sheng, a talented player with a certain level of speech, said in a low voice, "...what is this."
There was a breeze blowing in from outside the window. Xu Sheng was lying on the bed. Before going to bed, he brushed the posts to the 500th floor, and then backed out.
Before exiting, a new message was displayed in the notification bar of the mobile phone.
[Mom]: I cleaned up your room yesterday and saw the diary you wrote when you were a child.
It was followed by a picture with crooked handwriting. At first glance, it seemed that he had just learned to write, but he was young but serious, and he could vaguely recognize the first two words "today".
[Mom]: Are you coming back next weekend
I haven't been in touch for a week, this sentence and the picture are a woman's silent sign of weakness, and she takes the initiative to break the deadlock.
Xu Sheng didn't move for a while, and waited until the screen was about to go out before sighing and replying: Let's see the situation.
The matter has come to this point, and the two of them have no expectations for the fact that they can change back after a sleep.
Not to mention changing it back, I haven't even touched the rules for so many days.
At the same time, this incident also appeared in Shao Zhan's mind, and he said in his heart: he doesn't know anything about frequency laws, triggering conditions, and how they occur, and there is no way to speculate.
The new week started like this in the school draft selection in full swing.
As this selection became more and more noisy, the trumpet-voting frenzy lasted for two nights, and many people were also discussing this matter in private.
The monitor and the sports committee are both on duty. When Xu Sheng entered the door, Tan Kai just came back from the toilet carrying the mop: "Brother Zhan, morning."
Xu Sheng stopped, turned sideways, and let him advance: "Morning."
Tan Kai's current view of Xue Shen is to serve or serve. Before he went in, he said: "Don't worry, don't panic, I will vote for you. Last night, Brother Monkey and I also played ten trumpets! It was so fierce, it almost didn't pass."
When Tan Kai said this, he remembered another important point. He lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell Xu Sheng about this... We don't vote for him, it's not because we have an opinion on him."
Xu Sheng: "?"
When Tan Kai dragged the mop into class, Xu Sheng realized what the vote meant.
What the hell are these people doing
And, why not vote for him? !
After Xu Sheng stepped down as the class committee member, he felt much more relaxed. He didn't have to hand in homework in the morning, and the less he faced the teacher, the less risk he had. He was left with a seemingly absent disciplinary committee position—this disciplinary committee member still entered the class. Meng Guowei emphasized to him. Only later did he find out that Shao Zhan's previous management of this and that was linked with this "disciplinary committee", and the number was the same.
Shao Zhan started work a few minutes late.
Today, he was wearing a black hoodie. This time, there were no exaggerated patterns on the clothes. Only two rows of letters were printed on the back.
Xu Sheng liked to wear this to sleep on the seat. Putting on the hat can cover half of his face and the sun.
"Xu Sheng" still looks out of place in the whole classroom. Different from the past, he was about to pass the classmates in the front row when he received a timid and sincere voice from Hou Jun: "Morning."
Hou Jun was cleaning the blackboard. He was afraid that Xu Sheng didn't hear it, or that the school bully was too shy, so he repeated: "Mr. Xu Sheng, good morning."
Shao Zhan glanced at him. When he didn't speak, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to draw almost sharp lines, and he suppressed the "badness" inherent in this skin. After a while, he said, "Morning."
Xu Sheng had been spinning the pen for a long time, and when he saw him coming in, he had nothing to say and asked, "Lao Meng asked you to be a disciplinary committee before?"
There were too many things that happened during this time, and Shao Zhan almost forgot if he didn't mention it: "Do you think I have nothing to do when I'm idle, so I caught you playing with your phone in class?"
"..." Xu Sheng said, "Who knows, it's not impossible."
Shao Zhan opened a page of the exercise book, and flipped the vocabulary book Xu Sheng was reading to the page he read last time, and then stopped talking.
Xu Sheng put down his pen and had already adapted to this chat mode where he was basically talking to himself: "You don't have any other hobbies besides writing questions?"
"… "
"Then how monotonous your campus life is."
"Looking at how well you play games and fight well."
Xu Sheng's mind flashed, and another thing came to his mind: "There's another matter, you don't have a target."
Although after so many days, there is no sign of any girls approaching "Shao Zhan", but it is normal for a school like Linjiang No.
If Shao Zhan really has an underground relationship that is too deeply hidden, then someone suddenly appears...
Shao Zhan wished he could put a silencer on Xu Sheng.
Xu Sheng: "Don't worry, it's normal for this kind of thing to happen in adolescence. I won't report your puppy love."
Shao Zhan couldn't bear it any longer and said, "No."
Shao Zhan repeated: "There is no object."
Several class representatives were busy collecting their homework, and the class was so noisy that the English teacher came in and interrupted: "Students, let me take up the time of the self-study class. Let's briefly talk about the reading questions left last week. Representative, you don’t need to accept the reading assignments, we will talk about it directly.”
Xu Sheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was blocked by Shao Zhan: "Listen to the class."
The class fell silent for a moment.
Xu Sheng couldn't understand a single word of the reading question. When he faced the homework that Shao Zhan handed him, he could only read the words written by Shao Zhan.
After finally making it to the end of the self-study get out of class, Xu Sheng took out his mobile phone from the table and went to the canteen to buy a bottle of water.
However, as soon as he grabbed the phone, before he could stuff it into his school uniform pocket, the front desk just turned back—
"Study God..."
The front desk was holding the reading question taught by the English teacher in the early morning self-study. It seemed that he had a question to ask. However, when he turned his head around the front desk, his attention shifted from the reading question, and Xu Sheng held it in his hand. on your mobile phone.
The phone models of Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan are similar, but Shao Zhan obviously doesn't use that kind of bells and whistles.