Zhang Yuyan smiled and said: "It's not easy for me to answer this!" But I think that all the players participating in this competition are full of strength, and the gap between the first prize and the second prize is not big. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Liu An said: "That is, Cai Dong has played a relatively good role! It can be seen that Comrade Cai Dong is still brave and actively demands progress after being ashamed! By the way, Zhang Yu! Who won the first prize in the calligraphy group?"

The people around him also showed a little interested expression! Speaking of Cai Dong, most of the cadres of the student union knew him.

As the first person in the school's painting circle, Cai Dong is not only the president of the art club, but also often organizes people to actively participate in the school's art-related activities. One of the most representative activities was the successful holding of an art exhibition in which the members of the art club participated collectively, and many cadres of the student union also joined in the excitement, which also made everyone in the student union very familiar with Cai Dong.

But what makes them feel strange now is that compared to the art club, their school doesn't seem to have a mysterious organization called the calligraphy club. Because since the graduation of the previous calligraphy president, the calligraphy club has been in a state of scarcity. Because no one wanted to pick the pillars of the club, the calligraphy club soon announced its dissolution. Thinking of this, many people's hearts are even more strange, even if there is no calligraphy club, how can anyone go to represent the school in the calligraphy competition.

Could it be that the calligraphy club has reorganized its activities? But why haven't I heard of it?

Zhang Yu saw that everyone was looking at him, so he could only smile and say: "Please! No one in our school participates in the calligraphy competition at all, so in order not to be ugly, I am stubborn." ”

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When everyone in the hall heard this, they were surprised and abnormal! It turned out that after a long time, the first prize of this calligraphy group was actually won by Zhang Yu with his arms and sleeves rolled up. This Zhang Yu's calligraphy level is so powerful, even to the level of one of the best in the city.

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When everyone was surprised! Liu An suddenly sighed and said, "It's a pity!

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Jiang Yan looked at Liu An and said, "Old Liu, what are you sorry for?"

Liu An said: "I knew that the first prize of the calligraphy competition in this competition was so easy to get! How good it was for me to lead the team, but now I have wasted this good opportunity to be in the limelight." ”

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"Go!" everyone around raised their middle fingers at Liu An, and at the same time had an unshaven expression on their faces.

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Cui Dan, the director of the office, said with a smile: "Zhang Yu, I didn't expect your calligraphy level to be so powerful! ”

Zhang Yu hasn't spoken yet...... Liu An smiled and said: "What is the stalk of the calligraphy club! Whether our vice chairman Zhang is the next chairman is good or not, who cares about a small calligraphy club." "Basically, the speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. As soon as Liu An said this, there was a strange silence in the hall.

Dong Yuchao, who is also the vice chairman and has never spoken, heard this, and the corners of his mouth immediately curled...... Jiang Yan, the deputy director of the office, cleared his throat and reminded Liu An, who had no lock on his mouth. Don't you know if you've offended people?

Liu An also felt that the atmosphere was a little strange at this time, and at the same time, a person's name appeared in his mind, and he immediately glanced at Feng Shaohua uncontrollably. found that Feng Shaohua's face at the moment was indeed not too good-looking, and he was inevitably a little embarrassed. But at this time, it is meaningless to say and justify, so you can only stop talking. The hall was quiet for a while, and the cadres of the other student unions were no longer talking, so as not to find Feng Shaohua unhappy.

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In the office hall of the student union, some cadres entered one after another, but Guo Zixian, whom Feng Shaohua wanted to see the most, never appeared.

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Sun Qiang finally came to the student union, and after entering the room, he first greeted Zhang Yu with a smile on his face, and then followed him to his side, and the two of them muttered as if they could talk very well.

For most of the student union cadres, although Sun Qiang and Zhang Yu led the team to participate in the calligraphy and painting competition yesterday, it seems that the two of them only had contact yesterday. It's hard to make such a day, so familiar, it looks like an old friend. Sun Qiang is also a third-year student who is about to graduate, and if he wants to say that he is a first-year freshman, he shouldn't have much interest in taking the initiative to get in touch. But with just one chance, the two can talk like this, and it seems that Zhang Yu is not as simple as it seems.

Soon, the officers of the student union came to the office hall.

In the middle, except for Xiao Jun, the president of the student union, and Guo Zixian, the head of the learning department, most of them basically arrived, and they just waited for the official meeting after Gu Changping, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, came.

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Gu Changping, director of the Academic Affairs Office, Xiao Jun, president of the Student Union, Guo Zixian, who had a lost expression, and several teachers from the Academic Affairs Office, walked into the office hall of the Student Union together...... Everyone in the hall hurriedly stood up and showed their respect for Gu Changping.

Gu Changping's face was a little gloomy, and he nodded to the crowd and said, "Hello classmates!"

"Hello Director!" everyone said in unison.

Gu Changping said "Hmm!" at the same time, waved his hand, and everyone in the student union sat back in their places.

Gu Changping didn't speak, and first swept everyone in the arena with his eyes...... Everyone in the hall felt that the atmosphere was quite strange now. Although I don't know the cause of the problem, I believe that for a while, nothing good should happen.

Feng Shaohua frowned, glanced at Guo Zixian first, and found that he was looking at himself with a lost expression, and he didn't look at himself. I just stood and stared at the ground in a daze, not knowing what I was thinking now.

Could it be that something happened? Thinking of this, Feng Shaohua felt a little worried in his heart.

In this situation, the only thing that worries Feng Shaohua is that he designed to frame Zhang Yu, which was known to Gu Changping. What can Guo Zixian do if he betrays himself to Gu Changping? In fact, from Feng Shaohua's point of view, he didn't believe that Guo Zixian would betray him. But if the other party didn't betray himself, then what does Guo Zixian mean by the expression of his dead father now?

Thinking of this, Feng Shaohua felt a little irritable. Of course, at the same time, he was constantly calculating in his heart: If Gu Changping questioned himself about Zhang Yu's matter, how would he explain it? Will he flatly deny it? Or will he admit it to his face? If he admits this matter in such a public opinion, it will be a very serious blow to his reputation.