Zhang Kun got up a little late today, because he finally gave his first gift yesterday, and Zhou Yaqi didn't refuse.

This can be regarded as the first step on the road to the pursuit of love.

Although it was only a very small step, Zhang Kun was really happy, and he was so excited that he couldn't remember when he fell asleep.

So this morning, Zhang Kun finally got out of bed, and when he saw it, it was already half past seven.

Zhang Kun was in a hurry, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then ran all the way, and finally arrived at school before eight o'clock.

When passing by the school gate, there were many people on the school bulletin board, but it was almost late at this time, and Zhang Kun was not usually a person who liked to join in the fun.

So I didn't care, and went straight to the teaching building.

When he rushed to the classroom and threw himself on his desk, Zhang Kun finally felt relieved, fortunately, he was not late.

Speaking of which, although Zhang Kun often skips class and asks for leave, as long as Zhang Kun comes to school, there is really no record of being late.

The golden body, which has been maintained for more than two years, has finally been preserved again. A smile appeared on Zhang Kun's face.

At this moment, suddenly a smiling little face appeared in front ......of Zhang Kun, looking at that smiling face, Zhang Kun really watched it so closely for the first time, and the first reaction was that the skin was so good.

However, after a while, Zhang Kun finally reacted, why was the smile on his face so strange, Zhang Kun couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"What, Qiqi, why are you looking at me like this?"

Zhang Kun smiled a little embarrassed, because the gift he gave out yesterday could barely express some of his thoughts, so now facing Zhou Yaqi, Zhang Kun was actually a little nervous.

Zhou Yaqi had a strange smile on her face, and after a long while, Zhou Yaqi slowly spoke.

"The first prize of the gala performance, amazing!"

Zhang Kun was completely confused by the inexplicable sentence, but soon Zhou Yaqi explained it to Zhang Kun, and Zhang Kun was dumbfounded.

What, I won the first prize for the performance at last night?

Zhang Kun blinked vigorously to make sure that he had heard correctly, and even quietly pinched his thigh to confirm that he was not still dreaming.

Zhang Kun's eyes were glazed, this, what's going on?

At this time, some other students also gathered around, greeting and congratulating.

was suddenly surrounded by many people, and Zhang Kun really couldn't react for a while.

At this moment, another person suddenly rushed into the classroom, and his loud voice immediately roared.

"Big news, big news, I saw on the school bulletin board just now that the school opened two ballot boxes and posted notices because of the piano duel between Zhang Kun and Yuan Ruochen. ”

"It is said that the 3,000 teachers and students of the school will participate in the vote, choose their favorite piano performance, and decide the final victory!"

"What? What, the first prize of the performance was given to Zhang Kun, doesn't this mean that Zhang Kun should have won?"

"Well, when I came to the school, I seemed to see Yuan Ruochen go to the Academic Affairs Office after seeing the announcement of the first prize in the performance, I don't know if it's because of this!"

"No, Yuan Ruochen!"

"......!"

Someone next to him immediately helped Zhang Kun report the injustice, obviously the school's announcements were posted, and Yuan Ruochen actually made these things.

However, speaking of which, everyone was really surprised that Zhang Kun won the first award for the performance, coupled with the comparison of the applause after the performance of the two last night, everyone suddenly felt that Yuan Ruochen would do this, and it didn't seem to make sense.

"However, Zhang Kun is our classmate, we must support it, since the school is voting, who is afraid of whom, we all support you, Zhang Kun, I also have friends in other classes, I call on them to support you!"

"Yes, Zhang Kun, don't be afraid, we support you!"

"Well, I'll go find those guys after class!"

Countless solidarity poured in without Zhang Kun saying anything.

However, Zhang Kun couldn't cry or laugh, this, that, he really didn't care about the first prize of the performance, not to mention the victory or defeat of the piano duel.

He attended the Christmas party just for Xiaoxue's wish.

Zhang Kun really doesn't look at other things.

But since it is everyone's intention, and they have already said so, of course Zhang Kun can't refuse, otherwise it will really hurt people.

Forget it, whatever, anyway, even with everyone's support, it's impossible for you to win.

I have classmates, is Yuan Ruochen a loner?

Besides, he is famous at school, and there are many girls who like him.

Girls can hold up half the sky, and how many boys are influenced by girls.

Therefore, in Zhang Kun's opinion, this vote is really just redundant, and even Zhang Kun himself doesn't think he can win Yuan Ruochen.

Forget it and let it be.

Zhang Kun wanted to open it very much.

......

As the time slowly came to eight o'clock, the late and late students gradually arrived, and the news of the school's vote for the piano duel gradually spread throughout the campus.

At the end of the first class, countless people poured out of the classroom, and at this time, most of them were just standing in the corridor outside the classroom, looking at the two large ballot boxes in front of the bulletin board below.

Voting rules, voting must be written on their own name class, each person is limited to one vote, and the final number of votes will determine the victory or defeat of the piano duel.

At this time, dozens of people suddenly appeared in front of the bulletin board, and they were all Zhang Kun's classmates.

As they said before, although they also felt that Zhang Kun's performance did not seem to be as good as Yuan Ruochen's, Zhang Kun was their classmate after all.

So who does not support Zhang Kun?

Suddenly, thirty or forty took the piece of paper with his name written on it and threw it into the box belonging to Zhang Kun.

But at this time, fifty or sixty people also poured out on the other side of the teaching building.

As Zhang Kun said, he has the support of his classmates, and Yuan Ruochen will never have a worse relationship than himself.

But fortunately, although it seems to be in the "hostile camp", people on both sides are greeting each other.

Many of them were classmates from former junior high school, and the vote seemed to most to be just a little entertainment out of boredom.

Besides, Zhang Kun and Yuan Ruochen are not as good as those film and television stars, who can attract fanatical fans.

And as Zhang Kun and Yuan Ruochen finished voting, the ballot box fell into a cold field for a while.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the rest of the class finally walked up to the bulletin board.

A boy, who was far away, didn't know whether he was handsome or not, I saw him holding a piece of paper with his name written on it, and then put it into Yuan Ruochen's ballot box without hesitation.

Subsequently, one after another, some boys also came over.

At the end of the first class, ten minutes later, about 100 people participated in the voting.

However, in this, except for the more than 30 votes cast for him by Zhang Kun, the others belong to Yuan Ruochen.

Standing in the corridor, looking at the voting results, Zhang Kun sighed silently in his heart.

This is just the beginning, but it should already represent a trend.

Even if Zhang Kun didn't have any hope of winning from the beginning, seeing this result, Zhang Kun still couldn't help but feel a little empty.

It turns out that the emptiness can be a little uncomfortable!

Zhang Kun smiled self-deprecatingly.