In the second half of the semester, because the original student president was going to sprint for the college entrance examination, he led the original vice president to resign from the student union. The positions of the president and vice president were vacated. The school leaders had an idea and voted on the school's official website. For the selection of the first year of high school, all teachers and students in the whole school are eligible to vote - in fact, it was supposed to be for the inside of the student union, but the school with a clear brain circuit considered that there were not enough manpower anyway, so they simply took this opportunity to expand enrollment.
As we all know, the teachers and students of No. 6 Middle School are a group of dogs.
So this group of face dogs turned a very serious vote into a face value selection.
Candidates are based on last year's final results, and based on a good starting point that does not affect their learning, they have picked out the top 50 years with better self-control.
The personal photos used for voting are all from the school's internal student data archive. This batch of photos is very noisy, and the effect is like an image of taking drugs. In short, it is very indescribable.
There is no suspense for Class A to take the top 50. While taking the lead in swiping the tickets, they are also frantically complaining about their "black photos".
"Look, look, it's been three degrees dark! Is this still me? Luo Rong pointed at his photo on the phone screen and said with a sad face.
"I'm even worse, my face is square."
"What kind of photographer did the school hire for counterfeit products?"
Alas.
Until they turned to the photos of Luo Nanqiu and Jiang Mo.
"Damn, Brother Qiu, Brother Jiang, did you two give the photographer any benefits? You are so handsome!" Ji Yuntao exclaimed.
Xu Nian rolled his eyes at him: "Take a good look, people have been dark for several degrees, okay. It's not all supported by their faces, and besides, they are originally white."
Ji Yuntao: "... yes."
Envy can't come to the series.
As for voting... Lao Zhou held a "simple" mobilization meeting for them, and finally decided to vote among the deskmates to demonstrate the unity and friendship of Class A. In this way, the starting point of this class is equal, which in a sense satisfies Lao Zhou's obsessive-compulsive disorder.
They are not afraid that the gang in class B will swipe the tickets for the ten people in their own class.
This is the confidence of the A class bosses.
Facts proved that their self-confidence was completely tenable. The remaining 15 classes and Yan Gou, the sophomores and seniors of high school, gave full play to their spirit. In just one day, Luo Nanqiu and Jiang Mo from Class A were pushed to the second place on the first list, with almost the same number of votes, far ahead of the others.
This group of people thought they voted with great peace of mind: their grades were so good, their image was so good, and we didn't vote just because they were good-looking...
In the end, Jiang Mo became the first president of the student union with a small advantage of 2 votes, and Luo Nanqiu, who was in the second place, became the vice president.
The school's logistics department made a good job card for them at an astonishing speed, and called them over to hold a small welcome party that day, and then the previous president was in charge of handing over the work.
The manner in which Senior Zhou handed over the job was like throwing a hot potato.
The two suddenly had an ominous feeling.
Jiang Mo was the first one who felt that the work of the president of the student union was full of malice towards him.
As soon as he took office, our President Jiang had to sacrifice his time between classes to surprise the discipline and hygiene of the entire freshman to senior three years.
Speaking of which... He once suspected that this was the job of the vice president.
Not because of anything else, but because he had never seen Zhou Qihang before - the former president came to check, and Vice President Gu had met several times.
According to the content written in the workbook, the president is responsible for the whole year, but under his reason, the task of random inspection of the second and third years of high school was given to the other two ministers.
The Minister of Propaganda Department and the Minister of Logistics Department were forced to operate, and since then they have embarked on the road of no return to offend people everywhere by swaggering around in the name of the student union.
This kind of surprise inspection is more of a waste of time in Jiang Mo's eyes. There is no difference, but because of his responsibilities, Boss Jiang had to look black, picked up the registration form and set off, and couldn't help but drag Vice President Luo, who was doing nothing for the time being.
The handsome president and vice president came down for a surprise inspection, and the high class was very happy - at least the girls were very happy, as if the deduction of points was not a big problem.
Fifteen minutes later, all the grades of the freshman year saw it. President Jiang, with a face that almost wrote "I'm annoyed", led the expressionless Vice President Luo around the entire first floor of the high school. All classes, and mercilessly deducted points for the dirty and messy class, and then walked away.
Although President Jiang had a cold face and a ruthless appearance throughout the whole process, this did not affect Vice President Luo, who was in a good mood, to "go out on patrol in micro clothes".
Although Luo Nanqiu had no expression on his face, he was still very happy to accompany Jiang Mo to the surprise inspection. So he abruptly put an inspection into the pose of a god descending to earth.
Probably the great god of Class A went downstairs to observe the public sentiment of the ordinary class.
There are only 30 minutes in total between classes, and they have contributed all 25 minutes to the student union, and there are still those pitiful 5 minutes left.
Luo Nanqiu sat back in his seat, turned to Jiang Mo, who was also sitting back in his seat, and said, "There are still five minutes left, your question..." What should I do?
He was only halfway through his words when he saw Jiang Mo unhurriedly turning over a set of English test papers to write.
"Write the questions as you like," Jiang Mo said while choosing the option of multiple-choice questions.
Luo Nanqiu: "..." It's really unstoppable.
qingyustarkeyAs the name suggests
qingyustarkeyNothing to do with the text
luonanqiuNot to be confused with the main plot
