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The five fingers were slightly spread, the palm was bent, and finally, it was pinched in the air.

Zhao Rong: "..."

It's just this strange gesture, but the others on the field were confused, not knowing what the mystery was.

Sign Language?

Why do you feel that this gesture is a bit obscene...

Chapter 3 Twenty I Really Didn't Want to Slap You in the Face

"Two? OK."

Meng Zhengjun snorted casually and nodded slowly.

She was about to open her mouth to announce again and add a name, but the next second she suddenly stopped.

Among the crowd in the audience, another group was artificially separated.

A student from Zhengyi Hall that Zhao Rong was quite familiar with came out, took the stage, and stood behind Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu.

The new student boldly said: "Forget it, count me in, Justice Hall, Long Yuqi."

Under the unblinking gaze of the majestic and serious woman, his voice trembled slightly, but his expression was as determined as he bit his cheek.

Meng Zhengjun's slightly opened mouth slowly closed, staring at the three people in front of him.

A student of Justice Hall named Long Yuqi saw Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu turn their heads, and showed a relaxed smile, "Boss, Mr. Zhao."

Gu Yiwu, who had an open-minded smile just now, was a little anxious at this moment. He didn't care about the situation at hand, and suppressed his voice: "Idiot, what are you doing up here? Get out!"

If it wasn't for everyone watching, he would have kicked him.

Zhao Rong said seriously: "Go down!"

Long Yuqi shook his head, and the next second, he smiled again, and pointed in the direction of the audience with his chin.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu turned their heads.

Under Meng Zhengjun's coercion, the group of students retreated silently.

were separated again.

This time, it wasn't just a single place.

The crowd made way.

A person.

Two people.

Three people... four people!And then there's...

One by one, the students came out silently. The number of students was so large that it could be described as an endless stream.

For a moment, the students who had been watching with cold eyes widened their eyes, dazzled by the sight, and didn't even have time to identify them one by one.

However, there are still some 'rules' that have been discovered by everyone.

seem to be...

"Count me in, Justice Hall, Wang Chengmei."

"Count me in, Justice Hall, Li Xinfa."

"Count me in, Justice Hall, Qi Xiaojin."

"Count me in, Justice Hall, Shi Junyi."

"Count me in……"

Some students spoke first, and then it was overwhelming.

The audience was filled with the names of the students of Justice Hall.

They either looked down at the ground silently, or raised their heads high, or their expressions were indifferent.

No matter what, they are firm in their steps and don't stop for a moment.

These Justice Hall students climbed up the steps one after another and stood behind Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu, gradually filling up the originally empty and lonely stage.

Originally, because some people dared to go on stage, the low-pitched voices of the group subconsciously sounded, because people came on stage one after another, and the group's voices were wave after wave, just like the tide hitting the beach on a full moon night. Push higher and higher.

Until... the audience was in an uproar.

Hulahula——!

In the open space in front of the Auditorium, there were six classes of students, including the entire school—one-sixth of the people on the field had all walked onto the stage at this time—no matter how different the minds of the five students were before, now His eyes almost widened.

There are self-reported names one after another in their ears, as if they are relaying, never stopping.

The students stared at the figures on the steps.

Especially Zhao Rong, who was at the forefront of these figures.

But at this moment, Zhao Rongning pursed his brows, feeling a little helpless.

Beside Gu Yiwu, his head was covered with black lines.

This burly man looked around depressedly at all the Zhengyi Hall students behind him, feeling that he couldn't vent his anger in one place.

Good fellows, before coming to the rally in the open space, I told you to be more obscene and timid, to pretend to be transparent, and not to be caught by Meng Zhengjun.

It turned out to be good now, all his mother came up to ride on the face

Gu Yiwu was a little afraid to look at Meng Zhengjun's face not far away.

Probably darker than him.

But immediately, looking at the determined gazes cast by the students in his own school, Gu Yiwu's serious and angry face was still not tensed.

He shook his head with a wry smile, then his smile subsided, he acquiesced, and looked at Zhao Rong who had also calmed down.

Both of them looked at a serious woman with nasolabial folds on her face.

Although Meng Zhengjun had a straight face, as long as he observed carefully, he could find that her complexion became more and more ugly and dark from the very beginning.

Until now, it has been as gloomy as water.

It's just that Meng Zhengjun didn't move at all, and there was no movement at all, because it seemed that someone came up again.

"Hey, count me in as one, you can be straightforward, Fan Yushu."

Fan Yushu looked downcast.

But soon, as if he had figured something out, his expression changed, showing a 'very handsome' smile that he had emphasized to Zhao Rong, and winked at Zhao Rong.

"Forget it, count it as the next one, straight-forward, Jia Tengying."

Jia Tengying said in a muffled voice, not daring to look at Meng Zhengjun, he came to the stage with his head down.

The two stood behind Zhao Rong.

Meng Zhengjun took a deep breath, turned his cold eyes, and looked down the stage again.

At this moment, there was a moment of silence on the field, and the people who should come seemed to have arrived.

Just the next second, she frowned...

Wu Peiliang in the crowd was originally holding hands, watching some self-righteous guy's joke with cold eyes.

Xuezheng didn't look for you, but you still took the initiative to go to Dali to prepare for Fengchan?Thought it was a chance to get a high score in the etiquette exam?Heh, this kind of pit has people jumping into it, it really opened Wu's eyes...

Then Wu Peiliang really opened his eyes.

At this moment, he opened his eyes wide and watched with a slightly stiff expression as the man came up to the stage by himself, to dozens of partners standing behind him.

Wu Peiliang licked his dry lips, then came back to his senses, and shook his head lightly.

Sure enough, the Justice Hall is full of idiots, just like the five big and three rough seniors, none of them have a normal brain circuit, like their willful hall, except for some stupid fools who can't figure it out, they won't...

Wu Peiliang choked.

Because, at this moment, among the crowd who no longer had the students of the Justice Hall and the willful fools, someone came out again and stepped up the steps.

"Forget... count me in, you are straightforward, Li, Li Xueyou."

Li Xueyou's voice was weak, but in the silent field at this moment, it could be heard by the whole audience.

She quickly stepped onto the stage, without looking at Zhao Rong, and hid directly in the crowded crowd on the stage.

Seeing this, Xiao Hongyu felt helpless, the moment she was inattentive, the sympathetic friend beside her disappeared.

"You're still counting me in, you can be straightforward, Xiao Hongyu."

Zhao Rong, who had been silent all this time, did not expect that these two female students would be on stage, but before he could think about it, some people came out of the crowd where the willful students were.

"Count me in, you are straightforward, Ye Zhuzhi."

"Count me in, you're so frivolous..."

Different voices sounded one after another, they were five willful students.

But they are all classmates that Zhao Rong doesn't have a deep impression of, and they don't seem to have a deep relationship with them on weekdays.

It's just that when they meet on the road, most of them will nod and say hello.

Sometimes when Zhao Rong was in the calligraphy class, he would give homework to the students one by one, nagging and explaining, and they would listen carefully, but they didn't talk much.

Well, Zhao Rong knows what is true seriousness and what is false seriousness, and Ye Zhuzhi and others are obviously the former.

And whenever Wu Peiliang was a thorn in the head and had conflicts with Zhao Rong, except for a large number of students who had friendship and sympathy with Wu Peiliang, students like Ye Zhuzhi actually didn't get involved.

There are also many of them.

This is also the reason why Zhao Rong thinks that the candid hall is actually not bad.

Because despite prejudice and arrogance, there are people who read their own books seriously.

But at this time, what Zhao Rong didn't expect was that the friendship between the two parties was as weak as water, and five students came out to support silently.

Zhao Rong laughed.

However, today's farce seems to be unwilling to give up easily.

Just when Meng Zhengjun regained his composure and was about to say something, his pupils shrank slightly.

Huh——!

The audience suddenly exclaimed.

Because a short and thin figure is now stepping up the steps step by step.

The stern-faced appearance and temperament of this thin and small figure are very similar to Meng Zhengjun who is about to erupt like a volcano!

"Mr. Meng, count me in as well. You are straightforward, Yu Huaijin."

Yu Huaijin walked to Zhao Rong's side, and spoke to Meng Zhengjun with serious eyes.

The audience was in an uproar, and the heated discussion reached a climax.

Yu Huaijin, the No. [-] student in the Six Halls who had always been taken care of by Meng Zhengjun as a half-closed disciple, unexpectedly took the stage, and stood on the opposite side of Meng Zhengjun at this moment!

Gradually.

Because a certain serious woman who suppressed the entire audience did not speak, the noise in the open space subsided.

Soon, the solemn and silent atmosphere was restored.

The remaining Mochi students in the audience were a little numb from the shock.

They watched the scene on the stage speechlessly.

Zhao Rong took the lead and stood on the platform on the left, behind him were about forty or fifty students, including two school seniors.

Meng Zhengjun stood quietly on the right platform, alone.

The two sides are faintly opposed.

There was a silent stalemate.

Before the Mochi students were called here by Meng Zhengjun today, no one thought that the matter would develop to such a point.

There is actually a student who dares to go up on stage alone and confront Meng Zhengjun.

However, not only did they not have to eat and walk around, but also attracted a large group of students to stand in line on stage, forcing Meng Zhengjun to step down, and he was in a dilemma.