I really don't want to read

"Well, it's not a thrill, it's a spur, the four phantom gods can't be the only ones drifting away..."

Once Li Chi is serious, outsiders will not help but give him two punches except that he doesn't feel it.

Because there is always a sense of deliberate pretense.

Lin Xiaoxian patted him on the thigh and didn't say much.

He knows Li Chi too well, and things like "whip" are all 3-minute hot.

After this strength, a game will be dissipated.

Those who are really spurred often do not speak out, but make up their minds to work hard in their hearts.

"There's nothing wrong with the paper, let's start talking."

The little bee buzzed and made an electric sound.

"Listen carefully, and if there is something to correct it, then add encouragement. Come down and pay attention to check for omissions and fill the gaps."

The English teacher brushed her hair as she spoke.

Her hair was dyed strangely, and it looked normal on the surface.

But there may be a lot of hair dye leaking into it.

With a little touch, a large area of ​​striking blood red is presented.

No wonder she was nicknamed "Shanks".

"Single-choice, this time, all the right people will raise their hands."

No one answered except Zhou Jia.

"Raise your hand for the wrong one."

There are a few sparsely.

"Wrong two?"

Lin Xiaoxian raised his hand, and Gu Xiaoyan also raised his hand.

He also deliberately raised his height to look like he wanted to press Lin Xiaoxian's head.

"You are also Gu Sansui?"

Lin Xiaoxian looked over speechlessly, she raised her eyebrows and made a heart-to-heart gesture with her raised hand.

Lin Xiaoxian returned her an international friendly gesture.

"Well, generally speaking, it's okay. The first question has a correct rate of about 95%."

"What to choose? Choose c. It's a test of the usage of prepositions. There are still 5% of people who make mistakes. Let me see those who make mistakes."

No one raised their hands.

"So weird? I remember that your class is not all right, Chen Ming, did you do it right?"

Chen Ming felt that he was being targeted.

"No..."

"Then why don't you lift it?"

"..."

"I know I'm sorry, but I'll be careful in the future!"

"Um..."

At the end of the first English class, the teacher suddenly said to choose an English class representative.

"It's not easy to determine the class in the first year of high school. Now that the exam is twice a month, you can almost see everyone's level."

"Open, fair and just! Open, fair and just!"

"Come on, vote by secret ballot, find a piece of paper and write the suitable candidate in your mind and hand it in."

Originally, it was enough to designate one person, but it had to be elected in earnest.

"It's really idle, wasting time, treating us like a liberal arts class..."

"Those who teach foreign languages ​​love to do these bells and whistles."

"Illiteracy, do you understand the sense of ritual? Do you understand how to cultivate your voter awareness?"

Everyone has different opinions on this, but Liu Wei broke it with one sentence:

"I think it's time to choose. This is directly related to future English homework, and the problem of memorizing texts and words."

"Oh—that makes sense."

Several people immediately exchanged glances.

Got it.

The English class representative will help the teacher draw texts, collect homework, and change homework and quizzes.

Choosing the right person is equivalent to placing eyeliner.

Although I am embarrassed to blatantly let others open the back door.

But it is still comfortable to put water properly.

For example, in the past, when Jiajie received her homework, she opened one eye and closed the other.

This is why Zhou Jiagao has few cold words, but is still praised by many people as the goddess of beauty and kindness.

At least don't choose the wrong person.

If you choose the wrong person, choose the kind of class cadre who doesn't change and fights with your classmates, it will be miserable.

There will be at least a dozen more names on the list of people who do not submit homework.

"Xiaoxian, give me a piece of paper."

"And yours?"

"What do you say!"

Li Chi got angry when he heard it.

"Isn't all my paper used by you to play chess!"

"Behind the book?"

"Tear it up!"

"exercise book?"

"It's also torn!"

Lin Xiaoxian had no choice but to grit his teeth and tore his title page.

"Can you two buy more laptops!"

Su Yuan looked at the ruined book with distress, and tore off one of his notebooks and gave it to them.

"Xiaoxian, I wrote you."

"Well, I'll write about you too."

Lin Xiaoxian was joking, but Li Chi didn't, he really wrote his name.

After the whole class handed in the notes, Gu Xiaoyan sang the votes.

Still have to vote!

Gu Xiaoyan felt like she was back in elementary school.

So embarrassing.

"Li Chi, one vote..."

The opening lightning strikes, and the hall is full of laughter.

"Fan Qian, one vote..."

"One vote for Li Zihan..."

"One vote for Lin Xiaoxian..."

Gu Xiaoyan counted the votes, and Zhou Jia wrote the voting results on the blackboard.

A few minutes passed, and Lin Xiaoxian's name had a tendency to stand out.

He glanced around subconsciously, and many people were winking at him.

Although most of them are secretive.

But voting for him is no fuss.

Because of this thing as a class cadre, Lin Xiaoxian has also served as a class cadre.

Lin Xiaoxian, a senior in high school, once served as a disciplinary committee member for half a semester, specializing in memorizing other people's names in class.

Only later, because Du Tianjun was always caught by Du Tianjun at the back window and took the lead in talking small talk, he was directly ousted from the stage.

"One vote for Lin Xiaoxian..."

"One vote for Lin Xiaoxian..."

Looking at more and more straight characters on the blackboard, Lin Xiaoxian didn't even know the word "zheng".

"One two... Huh? How did I write only four pictures?"

Lin Xiaoxian frowned and wrote for a while, the more he wrote, the more awkward it became.

Seeing his suspicious look of life, Su Yuan giggled.

"Why are you laughing, you look like a little hen..." Lin Xiaoxian waved the pen, "If you laugh again, I'll also write you a straight character."

Sure enough, Su Yuan stopped laughing, his thighs were unconsciously squeezed together, and then he turned aside:

"You...where do you want to write..."

"On your face... why are you pinching your legs..."

The delusions in the head of the same table always have a little color.

"...I didn't! Lin Xiaoxian, don't look at my legs, I have needle eyes!"

"Okay, I don't watch it."

Anyway, school uniform pants are not good-looking.

"The result is obvious..."

The votes had already been sung on the stage, and Lin Xiaoxian won by one vote and became the representative of the English class.

Except for Li Chi, who was written as funny, the other candidates were relieved.

They are all grown up, and a few people are still willing to be cadres on the shift.

Free long-term work for teachers.

Free labor for classmates.

At the same time, it is also a free passer that is sandwiched between classmates and teachers.

"Then Lin Xiaoxian, you will be the representative of the English class of Class [-] in the future. This is the recognition of your classmates, and you must make persistent efforts."

"Ok."

In the evening self-study, the results of mathematics and various subjects also came out.

In addition to physics and chemistry, Lin Xiaoxian is one or two points below the pass line in other subjects.

But that wasn't his concern.

Learning this matter, as long as he wants to work hard, it will hardly cause him any pressure.

[Agility: 58] (Kirin Arm)

[Intelligence: 70] (The system considers it witty)

[Charm: 65] (Excellent boy)

[Physical Strength: 50] (Private Education Level)