Chen Hui's mentality has always been very good, unhappy things, forget the next day, it was another sunny morning, Chen Hui almost pinched the point to come to school, when she came to the door of the classroom, she was impartial, and just read early and the class bell rang.

It's just that she saw a person standing at the door of the classroom, which surprised her a little, it was Wu Zhong.

He leaned against the edge of the hallway, his head bowed, as if waiting for someone.

Chen Hui thought to herself, Wu Zhong ...... Are you waiting for her? She wanted to go over and ask, at least say hello.

But before she could take a step, Wu Zhong was pulled away by a tall and thin boy, "Ah Zhong, what are you doing, you are still at the door of class 12 after class, it can't be that you were confused all night last night, and you can't remember the classroom......?"

Watching the two of them leave straight away, Chen Hui pouted and didn't pay any more attention.

During recess, Huang Limei came over to chat with Chen Hui about gossip, she said: "Huihui, have you heard, the chubby teacher Zhao in our grade wants to buy that painting with Wu Zhong, it is the masterpiece that painted your sketch, do you know how much Teacher Zhao paid? 300 yuan! Oh my God, that's my pocket money for three months! A month's living expenses for an ordinary resident student!"

"So much!" Chen Hui was also surprised when he heard this, but he was even happier for Wu Zhong, so that he would not worry about living expenses, and fortunately he didn't ask him to paint yesterday.

After all, she is not too rich, and she can only afford two hundred yuan at most, and with these two hundred yuan, Chen Hui herself is very difficult.

However, Huang Limei's next words made Chen Hui worried and puzzled.

Huang Limei leaned close to her ear and said with a very shocked look: "You don't know, it's 300 yuan, then Wu Zhong even rejected Teacher Zhao, I heard from the people in their class, Wu Zhong said to Teacher Zhao personally, I'm sorry Teacher Zhao, it's not a matter of money, I have promised to give this painting to a friend, I should be true to my word, I can't sell the painting to you, I'm sorry." ”

Hearing this, Chen Hui's heart suddenly became a little complicated, she thought, the friend Wu Zhong said, could it be her?

She also wanted to continue to ask Huang Limei about the gossip, but at this time, the class bell rang, and she had to give up.

This class was a Chinese class for the head teacher to kill his uncle, but he didn't give a lecture at the beginning, but announced something.

"Students, I would like to announce one thing here, I believe that a small number of students have also gotten the grapevine, that is, next Monday, we will start the first monthly exam of this semester! This monthly exam is very important!"

Hearing the word "monthly exam", many students began to panic, because they felt that it had not been long since the start of school, the new textbooks had not yet talked much, and they had not learned much yet.

Seeing the students in the classroom talking one by one, Uncle Kill patted the podium and continued: "This monthly exam, I hope you will pay attention to it, how important it is, I can give you a general explanation. The results of this monthly exam will affect many people's seat changes, class cadre selection, and class placement in the next semester!"

"What?!"

Hearing that this result affected so many factors, many people panicked even more.

However, after worrying about themselves, a small number of people turned that weird gaze on Chen Hui.

Because as we all know, Chen Hui's admission results are at the bottom of the grade, and with such results, she not only entered the twelfth class of the top class, but also became the president of their class......

Now that the monthly exam is approaching, many people seem to be looking forward to seeing Chen Hui's jokes.

No one thinks that a poor student who is at the bottom of the whole grade can produce a good score in just one month.

After class, a few boys who like to play tricks on people openly set up a gambling game.

Let's make a bet, whether Chen Hui can get rid of the bottom of our class in this monthly exam, what about this bet, that is, the cleaning task in our class in the area for a semester, how about it?

As soon as this remark came out, almost the whole class responded. Because just the mention of the lump sum area makes many students gag.

The lump sum area of each class is determined by the class teachers by drawing lots, and Uncle Kill doesn't know what shit he stepped on, but the lump sum area that he drew for them is a public toilet!

Cleaning the lump sum area every week is simply their nightmare, and everyone wants to take this opportunity to get rid of this nightmare.

"I'm going to bet! I'm betting that Chen Hui can't get rid of the class countdown!"

"I also bet that the squad leader can't get rid of the countdown!"

"And I'm still ......"

……

Chen Hui was reading carefully, but suddenly found that everyone was using her to coax her to start a gambling game, she was immediately unhappy, got up and slapped the table angrily and scolded: "Hey! You guys are too much, aren't you? Can't classmates respect each other? What does it matter to you how many points I score?"

Seeing Chen Hui angry, everyone was quiet for a while, but soon another boy stood up and accused her: "Why is it none of our business? You are at the bottom of a grade and we are the president of our top class, we are not convinced! If you really have the ability, you don't have to count down!"

"That's it, Chen Hui, if you don't take a gamble, you can bet that you won't take the countdown, how about it?"

"Hey, that's good, hahaha......"

Someone took the lead, and some people followed suit, and Chen Hui was also so angry that she was annoyed, and immediately put down her cruel words: "Okay! I'll bet with you! If I get the countdown in the monthly exam, I will cover the lump sum area this semester! If I don't get the countdown, there are so many of you, and the lump sum area will be enough!"

Chen Hui said these words extremely decisively, her tone was firm, and she was domineering, which stunned many people.

Let's not talk about whether she can do it or not, at least her courage has convinced many people.

At this time, the boy who took the lead in the coaxing shouted again: "Okay! Now everyone hurry up and bet! Let's keep a good list, so that some people don't have to pay the bills when the time comes!"

"Bet that Chen Hui doesn't take the countdown, one vote!"

As soon as these words came out, it caused a burst of laughter, and everyone knew that the vote was Chen Hui herself.

Although Chen Hui was angry, she had no choice, she thought that she was really going to fight alone, but at this moment, there was someone on her side.

This person is Huang Limei, Huang Limei came to Chen Hui's side, held her hand, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Huihui, don't worry, I support you, even if you lose, I will be punished with you!"

Then he shouted loudly at the boy: "I! Huang Limei, bet on Chen Hui not to take the countdown!"

"Okay! Huang Limei is one! Is there anyone who bets that Chen Hui won't take the countdown?

The boy shouted several times, but no one responded, and Chen Hui subconsciously noticed that Zeng Qi had been sitting in his seat with his head down, pretending to be reading seriously.

Chen Hui smiled bitterly, and didn't blame him, after all, everyone has to think about it.

I thought there was no one, but at this moment, Huang Limei's two little followers also stood up!

"I ...... We also support the class leader not to take the countdown ......"

Their voices were not loud, and they were even a little timid, but they moved Chen Hui's heart a lot, adding a lot of warmth......