Of course Lu Anru remembered that during the junior high school entrance examination, Zhang Xinxing first expressed his interest in joining her team, but later encountered danger and defected to Ning Guang's team without hesitation.
You should not show any strong emotions when dealing with this kind of person, as it is easy to give the other person an unnecessary sense of presence.
"Since no one is willing to fight for some benefits for themselves, I will put it first as a villain and then as a gentleman. Everyone knows that building a bridge like this consumes mana. After the bridge is laid, it means that we wood-type candidates have to stop eating and have to rely on the help of experts. Everyone, I say That’s right?”
Zhang Xinxing appeared to help the Wood Department candidates talk about their hardships. Although people felt that it was a bit deliberately trying to gain fame, they could not deny the fact and nodded in agreement one after another.
Ella took the lead in making the promise: "Don't worry, we will protect you until the end of the exam. And An Ru said that as long as everyone keeps up with the big team, they will all get excellent results. With her and me as guarantees, What else are you afraid of?"
You guys say something, and I follow suit: "Yes, you have to believe in us."
"I promise to stand behind you. Once you pass, I'll leave."
"Yes, I second the motion."
"You see, the fighting brothers are all willing to protect you. Our Healing Society is always watching to help you add shields. And even if you don't believe us, you have to believe in Team Leader Lu and His Highness Xuan Guang, right?"
Zhang Xinxing didn't have the time to answer the promise of fighting the ugly muscular man, nor did he have the time to respond to the girls from the Healing Club.
A look of disgust flashed across his face, and he pretended to be panicked and denied: "Commissioner Qian, you misunderstood. How dare I question Team Leader Lu and His Highness Xuanguang? Of course Xinxing trusts you 100%. I just want to help my working brothers and sisters get some good benefits.”
Ella rolled her eyes, unable to stand the teay way of speaking. Zhang Xinxing was not a member of their study group at all, and she kept talking as if her family had been wronged.
How disgusting!
Several candidates from the Wood Department of the French Society were also a little annoyed by her behavior, but they also wanted to wait for Lu Anru's attitude. After all, the two-way love is more worthwhile.
Lu Anru was too lazy to listen to cunning words that took advantage of people's hearts and asked directly: "Please tell me, what benefits do you want?"
Put out the word "please", even if Lu Anru's attitude is cold, it is hard to find reason.
"Now that Team Leader Lu and His Highness Xuan Guang are in the same team, I admit that they are a strong alliance. But if we, the novices who have no ability to fight back, are sent out of the examination room, and Team Leader is also sent out by chance, that would be great. It's pitiful. Team leader Lu has limited spots, I suggest you form a team and His Highness Xuan Guang forms a team."
As he spoke, he glanced at the two people involved with his tear-filled eyes, his pitiful expressions as desolate as a weather-beaten flower, and added in a gossamer voice: "Add the eight of us to the group separately, so that we can feel at ease for each other." All the candidates have contributed. As long as everyone can pass the exam stably, if we really drag everyone down, we are willing to sacrifice ourselves to be beaten to death by monsters without any complaints. "
Geying's plaintive narration ended, and he was rewarded with deathly silence.
Even the straight male fighting men sensed that something was wrong and stopped talking to each other. Fortunately, the three girls in the club were not so scheming.
Lu Anru gave loud applause with both hands and asked thoughtfully: "Is it best for you to go to His Highness Xuanguang's team?"
When a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity comes, Zhang Xinxing has known since childhood when to retreat and when to seize the opportunity. Her red cheeks drooped, as if she was too embarrassed to say a complete sentence.
"If, if, if it is convenient for His Highness Xuan Guang, I am willing to rush forward with His Highness."
The women couldn't bear it any longer and made vomiting sounds one after another.
As if hearing praise, classmate Zhang Xinxing shamelessly explained for herself: "I minored in light law, and I shine a guiding light similar to moonlight in the dark night."
Lu Anru shook his head at the light department candidates of the French Society, suppressing their anger to scold laymen for snatching lives, and readily agreed in the next second: "Okay, you will be responsible for filling the bridging vacancies."
Lu Anru's heart-warming decision caused people to cheer loudly. Zhang Xinxing's face was not a face, and her nose was not a nose. She should have said two words: "Okay."
If she refuses in public, her previous efforts to be a righteous person will be in vain.
Ning Guang's situation is similar to Zhang Xinxing's. When the royal family accepts people's support and respect, they also have to bear the weight and responsibility of the crown.
Ning Guang is different from his father, Emperor Xuantian. His love for the people is not just for show in front of the media. Some of it comes from his heart. However, he cannot do too many things that go against the will of the people in public.
Lu Anru grasped this point, kicked him out of the team, smiled brightly at him, and said softly: "Your Highness, thank you for your hard work."
Ning Guang closed his eyes deeply, and when he opened them, his eyes were filled with helplessness.
He rubbed Lu Anru's cute little head and said softly: "You heartless bad girl, remember you owe me two favors. Go back and treat me to a meal."
"Okay." She agreed and set the time.
Invite a few people who were more pleasing to the eye in Zhu Miao's group, including Dai Qiyang from the wood department.
Zhu Lan was the last one to join the team. As soon as she came in, she immediately expressed her sadness: "I'm scared to death of waiting. I'm so afraid that Team Leader Lu will forget me."
The team leader has been changed, and Dai Qiyang, who was once short-changed, is about to become a successful minister. He speaks more casually: "You have been bragging to us before, and you have a very good personal relationship with Team Leader Lu. We have a good relationship, but are you afraid of being forgotten?"
Zhu Lan's face darkened, embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and he coughed twice to warn: "Qiyang, you talk a bit too much."
Dai Qiyang curled his lips without scruples and said disdainfully: "So you are bragging."
He specifically leaned close to Zhu Lan to see if he dared to hit the hero in public.
Zhu Lan endured a breath of anger, ran behind Lu Anru in two steps, and continued the flattery work to the end.
Lu Anru accidentally noticed that Ning Guang had added Zhu Miao to the group, and sighed: Being a prince is so tiring, and you can't express your dislike for some people on your face. For the benefit of both countries, superficial relations must be maintained.
After sighing, I paid full attention to my feet.
It was not easy for the eight Dharma wood major candidates to ensure that the bridge deck was smooth and solid, and no one asked them to create handrails.
Candidates in the water department of the French Society worked hard to stabilize the lake surface and tried their best to reduce excessive waves on the nearby lake.
The strong men in the fighting club rely on their extraordinary balance to spontaneously stand outside people and act as a human wall.
The walk across the river made people nervous, but also full of warmth. For the first time, they realized how comfortable it is to cooperate without warning.
Lu Anru was in the middle of the large army. By the time she arrived, many candidates from the literary and comprehensive society had already begun to investigate the environment.
However, he didn't see the crowd of people asking for help that Wu Hao mentioned, nor did he hear any cries of pain.
Looking puzzled at Wu Hao who had just stepped off the bridge, Wu Hao wiped away his sweat and took out the instrument from his storage bag.
Four red dots lit up neatly, and a cry came from the instrument: "Help us!"
At the same time, people hear the same refrain in reality.
(End of chapter)