122. Prepare for Battle! Student Council Election!
When Lu Rong walked to the teaching building, he felt that the atmosphere this morning was very abnormal, just like the morning of the autumn outing, the whole school was buzzing, and there were people running around excitedly.
He walked into the classroom with his head lowered and his eyes focused. The classroom was full of whispering voices.
"What the hell is going on with this position..."
"Sounds so erotic!"
"Why does it look like a film... the little slave of the student president, hehehe..."
Lu Rong's hair stood on end: How did it spread so quickly that everyone knew about it? He's not ready yet!
He was in a daze, Fang Chang put his arms around his shoulders.
Lu Rong looked sideways at him: "Don't touch me."
Fang Chang said seriously, "Lu Rong, I'm getting married."
Lu Rong: "... ah."
Lu Rong: "...He Lingren?"
"What nonsense." Fang Chang handed him the school's latest notice, "It's with my little secretary."
Lu Rong pulled over to take a look—"Recently, the school committee has changed the structure of the student union after discussion, and specially added the position of 'student council president's secretary'. I hope that people with lofty ideals will rush to sign up for the election..."
Fang Chang pressed the thin notice: "I will become the president of the student council soon. The secretary of the student council is also my little secretary. She must be gentle, smart, and has big breasts. She is a black long girl. straight."
Li Nan walked by: "Then what does this have to do with Lu Rong?"
"He will get a share of the money when I get married." Fang Chang made a devilish voice, "Li Nanbian, you can't run away either! The whole class can't run away!"
Li Nanbian turned on the bluetooth speaker and played the video of Zhuge Liang denouncing Wang Situ as a ghost: I have never seen such a brazen person!
Lu Rong clutched the notice and fell into deep thought.
As we all know—except Fang Chang—the next president of the student union is Ji Wenfeng.
The position of the student council president's little secretary was also created for Ji Wenfeng to make a public appearance with him.
So why is this damn job open for recruitment? !
It's a good deal!
Lu Rong gritted his back molars slightly: Damn Ji Wenfeng, are you trying to blackmail me with this? Just because I don't provide other services
Who cares about being the student council president's little secretary. Who cares about being like you.
Lu Rong threw the notices into balls and threw them into the wastebasket.
Even if Lu Rong died and jumped from here, he wouldn't run for secretary Lao Shizi!
Ji Wenfeng walked into the classroom and found that the atmosphere was not right today.
The girls looked at him eagerly, and the boys looked at him with envy or eagerness.
He walked by, and the boys put their hands on his shoulders: "Good job."
"It's really good."
"Carrying our will, let's do what we dream of!"
Ji Wenfeng: "...?"
Could it be that his playing shoe shopping game with Lu Rong at home yesterday was exposed
Gan, it's obviously the same as before, without any depth!
It wasn't until he put down his schoolbag that he found the thin paper on the desk board: "Notice on Adding the Post of Secretary to the President of the Student Council".
Ji Wenfeng's pupils shrank: No way...
Two days ago, he did pay a visit to Zhu Renliang, and tactfully—maybe not so tactfully—told him that the student council president needed a secretary.
Zhu Renliang agreed at the time, he thought the matter was over.
After all, there is no such position in the establishment. What he planned was to appoint Lu Rong as his secretary when he was elected as the student council president, give him a title, and act in a low-key manner.
Who knew that Zhu Renliang, who was unkind to the rich, deceived others, flattered others, and was used to operating in the dark, became strangely fair in strange places!
—Writing such a strange position on the panel, the whole school is running for election!
Ji Wenfeng grasped the notice: No, how can he be selected like this? !
He is just an ordinary male high school student!
Ji Wenfeng held the notice and left the classroom, leaving behind a group of students who thought he wanted the whole school to choose a concubine.
"Who do you think can run for this position?"
"It is a lifetime honor to be able to serve tea and water to Ji Wenfeng..."
"The one who is close to the water is the first to get the moon, and the person who becomes his little secretary will definitely be able to... Hehehe."
"Maybe I can still conceive a dragon seed!"
"Who wants to sign up?" Ling Ren raised the pen in his hand.
Men and women swarmed to Ling Ren's table: "Me, me, me!"
Ling Ren: Ever since Squad Leader Ji came, the number of gay people has skyrocketed, um...
Lu Rong threw the election notice into the wastebasket, took out the textbook and stood it up in front of his eyes, lying behind the book, avoiding reading aloud in the early Chinese self-study.
He has more important things to do than solving Ji Wenfeng's temper.
Ever since he proposed "Golden Yuan Politics", he has been thinking hard about arranging a team of his own to form a new student union.
He reviewed Li Nanbian's campaign plan last night, and there was no problem in terms of public relations. The all-member villain team also has sufficient financial reserves to support candidates to take the top position.
The only question left now is: whom to support
The black fountain pen danced and twirled on the slender index finger.
Sitting in the classroom of Class 8, surrounded by Guo Jing and Niu Yanling, the boy's eyes were shining brightly, his mind was running fast, and he went through the strong contenders of the student union one by one in his heart.
There are two principles for Lu Rong to select candidates:
1. Adapt measures to individual conditions.
2. The three views are correct.
Adapting measures to individual conditions, just like he formed a full-staff villain group. Li Nanbian is very business-minded, and his job is sales. In the long run, he will not be a problem in management; Good at dealing with complex data; Dent is the last line of defense. When civilized methods cannot solve the problem, Dent can resolve any disputes with a fist.
It is precisely because all members of the villain team have their own strengths and cooperate seamlessly that they can overcome all obstacles along the way, and their performance continues to reach new heights.
Then, the student union in the south of the city should also be formed according to this idea.
As for the correctness of the three views, it is easier to understand.
Although Lu Rong appears to be a male high school student who can't get excited about anything, he inevitably has a strong sense of fetters with his alma mater. He has been studying in Chengnan for 4 years, and he will study here for 2 years in the future; although Chengnan loses him, he always thinks of Chengnan.
This student union will operate the south of the city for a year and a half, and the student union will more or less affect the future of the south of the city.
So he wants to choose the best campus white forces for the south of the city, resist the corrupt and bureaucratic leadership upwards, control the entire college downwards, and maintain a decent atmosphere among the students—the kind of puppy love, abortion, and cheating everywhere in Class 12 recently. The cultural atmosphere has already radiated to other classes.
This is not what Seongnam High should be.
As a school bully, he can't stand Shen Yu's way of not wearing school uniform properly, and pulling up his school trousers every time. He didn't change both legs into 7-point pants, he changed into 7-point pants with one leg! Not to mention the way girls don't carry their schoolbags properly and drop the shoulder straps to their shoulders, it's almost killing his obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Lu Rong's mobile phone on the desk trembled, and Yan Gou sent the compiled detailed file information of the student union candidates. There are constant assessments on abilities, and more of them are three-view political reviews. As long as Yan Gou is willing, he can steal three generations of veterans, and every word they say cannot escape Lu Rong's eyes.
Lu Rong quickly read the detailed information of all the candidates, took out a pen and paper, and began to compose the student union team in his mind.
No one thought that the heads of the student union in the south of the city would come from the black fountain pen in the hands of this ordinary boy...
"What are you doing?" A hoarse voice suddenly came from behind, accompanied by a salty pig's hand, which firmly clasped his shoulder.
Lu Rong: "..."
"Why don't you study early and write something in the textbook standing upright!" Zhu Renliang opened his bloody mouth, spouting saliva on the top of Lu Rong's head.
Bearing the storm, Lu Rong silently glanced at the paper towels on the corner of the table.
"Take it out!" Another wave of saliva came as promised.
Under the sympathetic eyes of the whole class, Lu Rong slowly handed the tissue paper to Zhu Renliang.
Zhu Renliang has been the teaching director for ten years, and he has caught countless students who did not study hard. Some make up homework, some copy homework, some read e-books with a small dictionary, some play games with a handheld phone, and some send puppy love messages to their girlfriends with their mobile phones.
They draw stick figures in the corners of the textbooks, eat breakfast behind the upright books, peek under the skirts of the female students in the front seat, and even create animations based on him... Heh, there are only things he can't think of, there are no men High school students can't do it.
But even though Zhu Renliang was not used to seeing it, his eyes widened the moment he got Lu Rong's piece of paper.
"This is… "
"I'm going to vote for the candidate for the student union on election day." The student caught by him didn't look like he was kneeling and begging for mercy at all, but raised his head slightly, his eyes flickering, and there was even a trace of ridicule and sarcasm.
Zhu Renliang had never encountered such a situation where he was caught incorrectly!
Theoretically speaking, although he is doing things other than studying, he is also paying close attention to the upcoming election and voting, and even held a pre-election by himself. Yesterday the principal was still worried about the turnout rate, saying that the students' desire to vote was low, and the student union's atmosphere of free competition was not enthusiastic enough. This person must not be abusive, as it would damage the students' enthusiasm for voting.
Thinking of this, Zhu Renliang patted Lu Rong on the shoulder, and said with a pleasant face, "It's important to care about the election of the student union, and don't let go of your studies."
Lu Rong narrowed his gaze, and said obediently and sensiblely, "Yes."
Zhu Renliang returned the list to Lu Rong, straightened up, and looked at the other students watching: "What are you looking at! Hurry up and study!"
Class 8 er in unison: "Hey, the danger is so high, the road to Shu is as difficult as going to the blue sky..."
Zhu Renliang felt ashamed, pretended to slip around the classroom, and left silently.
The whole class cast their admiring eyes on Lu Rong—
"It's amazing! Being caught by Zhu Renliang, you can still get out of your body."
"If Zhu Renliang grabbed my shoulders from behind, I would die of anger on the spot!"
"Lu Rong is so calm!"
"My intuition is not wrong, he really has the temperament of a big boss!"
Lu Rong: "..."
Oops, I was seen through again.
Silently, he picked up the pen with five fingers out of his heart, lay down on his list, and suddenly drew circles wildly with passion!
While drawing, I opened my cross-eyed eyes and drooled!
The whole person showed a posture of Ji Wenfeng who was brave and unyielding in his homework after being electrocuted!
Class 8 ER collective blackface: "Ah, it really is mentally retarded."
"Is it because I was mentally retarded that I was let go..."
"How embarrassing..."
Seeing everyone turning their heads back, Lu Rong straightened up again expressionless, reached for a small pack of tissues by the side of the table, took it out slowly, and gracefully wiped off the drool on his head and face.
Guo Jing: "Rong Rong, can you please give me one (`)" Zhu Renliang's saliva combat power and shooting range are far beyond ordinary people, and Guo Jing, who was sitting outside Lu Rong, suffered an indiscriminate disaster.
Lu Rong: "This is already the seventh one this week."
Guo Jing: "Yes, yes baa Σ(oдo)"
Lu Rong calmly took out three different types of paper towels from the desk, namely: small packs of paper towels; pumping paper towels; cylinder toilet paper.
"A small pack of paper towels is suitable for carrying, but there are only ten sheets, and the unit price is high. There are 100 paper towels, suitable for daily use, and the price is moderate. The cylinder toilet paper is the cheapest and the most cost-effective, but there is a risk of being ridiculed when using this. There will be rumors like this—" Lu Rong gave him a cold look, "'Guo Jing wiped his mouth with a paper towel'."
Guo Jing: "You, you stop talking! I want a tissue! ヽ(;Д｀)"
Lu Rong: "You are my tablemate, I will give you a 20% discount, 4 yuan."
Guo Jing took out four coins: "Thank you Rongrong (づ)づ"
"You're welcome." Lu Rong pushed the tissue in front of him, and hid the four coins and the other two packs of napkins in the desk as if by magic.
Zhu Renliang came back from inspection and met Ji Wenfeng who was waiting in his office.
"Morning Prince!" Zhu Renliang bowed.
Ji Wenfeng: "Huh?"
Zhu Renliang was taken aback, "Oops!" Speak your mind! Up to now, this scene can only be revealed quietly.
Zhu Renliang: "Master Ji, what's the matter?"
Ji Wenfeng put the "Notice on Increasing the Post of Secretary of the Student Council President" on the coffee table: "I asked you to set up the post of secretary, but I didn't say it was a free election."
Zhu Renliang: "Isn't the crown prince going to choose a concubine?!"
Ji Wenfeng's eyes sharpened, he took off the red string pendant around his neck, and put it on his ring finger: "I'm already married."
Zhu Renliang: "..."
Why did you take it like this!
No, it should be why you have a wedding ring at the age of sixteen!
Could it be that the rumor a few days ago was true...
Zhu Renliang said seriously: "Young Master Ji, are you worried that Mrs. Sister-in-law won't be able to choose the secretary?"
Ji Wenfeng: "Well..." Teacher, don't you think our seniority is a bit messy.
Zhu Renliang slapped the notice with a palm: "Young Master Ji, don't worry. Although the whole school is notified and the election is open, there is room for black-box operations. As long as my sister-in-law comes to run for the election, there is nothing my old Zhu can't handle!"
Ji Wenfeng: "...then you open the background system first, and I will register him."
Zhu Renliang was taken aback: "Sister-in-law, she... didn't sign up?"
As the wife of the Crown Prince of the Ji family, she knew that her husband was going to be the student council president, but she didn't take the post of "student council president's little secretary"
It seems that puppy love really isn't deep enough.
Ji Wenfeng clicked his tongue, and the word "talkative" was written all over his face.
Zhu Renliang didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly turned on the computer and asked the prince to register his wife.
Ji Wenfeng sat down at the desk, turned his head and gave him a sharp look: "No peeking!"
Zhu Renliang: "Okay, okay..."
Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Ji Wenfeng quickly found the candidates for Class 8, and changed Lu Rong's choice from "Minister of Sports" to "Little Secretary of the Student Council President". Ji Wenfeng had already heard from Lu Rong that the "Minister of Sports" was voted for by others, and he didn't want to run for the election at all, so it didn't matter if he changed it.
"Don't tell anyone!" Ji Wenfeng threatened Zhu Renliang.
Zhu Renliang: "Yes, yes."
Ji Wenfeng walked out of the dean's office with his trouser pockets in his pockets, his complexion suddenly collapsed.
According to the background system, there are 386 applicants for the student council president's secretary.
These 386 people came for him, and there was no tolerance in them.
Although he signed up for Rong Rong, Zhu Renliang also promised to open the black box, but Ji Wenfeng cared more about Lu Rong's thoughts. He doesn't want to be the minister of sports, so would he want to be his little secretary
Will he... take the initiative to fight for himself.
"So there might be a little hope, but now I'm just a jio stinky person..." Thinking of this, Ji Wenfeng clicked his tongue, and pushed his hair back irritably.
"I must overcome this problem." Ji Wenfeng thought firmly.
If you can't cure jio stink, there will be no sweet love! Ji Wenfeng, it's time to declare war on jio smelly!
Ji Wenfeng said this to himself deep in his heart, clenched his fist secretly, his eyes shone with the light of victory.
Onlookers—
"Today's school grass is also very handsome~"
"So serious must be thinking about the election—"
"Young Master Ji is fucking daddy~"