Win or lose, win and lose.

Even if Tao Hao, who is used to being slippery, is holding back his strength, his classmates are also holding back their strength, but their strength is not as good as others, so they can only watch others enter the semifinals, play finals, and win championships at the Welcome Cup.

Exercise!

After half a month of ball games, followed by the Autumn Games, Tao Hao, who vowed to show his face, even though he was as tired as a dog, did not get a place in the end.

Exercise!

However, when the temporary class committee was dissolved and re-elected, Comrade Tao Hao, who was eloquent and generous, was elected as a member of the life committee of the 97 horticulture class for the first time, responsible for the eating, drinking, and entertainment activities of the whole class.

Refreshing!

Since he was a child, Tao Hao, who has never even been a group leader, never expected to come to this shabby school and still be able to work as a class. No, it's not right, it should be an agricultural college, this is its own blessed land, how can it be called a broken school?

People are in good spirits at happy events, Tao Hao, who has become an official, thinks that his school is really good, don't look at it is in the suburbs, but the air is good, don't look at this small, but this scenery is good, don't look at the few neat girls, but this is passionate.......

But the more he felt cool, the more scared Tao Hao, who didn't take his classmates seriously before, was afraid that when the nickname 'bitch cub' would be known by his classmates. Fortunately, Tonggu has few students studying in the agricultural college, and most of them are rural children, and there is no bus station to study here, so he can put some snacks. Even on weekends, he did not dare to sleep lazily at school, and went to the streets early in the morning to wander around, watch movies, and watch videos, for fear that his high school classmates would bump into him when they came to the agricultural college to play.

It is precisely because of this scruple that Tao Hao did not his tail when he became a class cadre, he was still generous and low-key, and he was still the good classmate who laughed at everyone and was willing to help everyone. Of course, the flamboyant tongue can't be changed, and the classmates in the same class and dormitory have heard it too much, so they are used to it, and even think that this is called easy-going and humorous.

In the evening, dinner had just been eaten, and it was still early for evening self-study. The little fritter Wang Ren in the dormitory may not be used to seeing the squad leader of the class next door, smoking Tao Hao's red peony and comparing Tao Hao with the squad leader, and finally came to a conclusion: Tao Hao is better than Xu Ming, at least he didn't his tail when he became an official.

Comparing the life committee member with the squad leader, there must be something wrong with this kid's braincase, and Tao Hao, who was very happy and worried in his heart, scolded with a smile: "Fart! Is the life committee also called an official? Lao Tzu owed you in his previous life, and he came to be a cow and a horse for you in this life!"

"Listen, this is what the class cadres should say, what is a cadre? We have to serve the people, that is, we are cattle and horses!

Peach, continue to maintain your excellent character of serving the people, and next year we will elect you as the squad leader and secretary of the Youth League. ”

The grandson next door must be very obstructive to this kid's eyes, Tao Hao, who was holding the red peony, sat on the stool, his upper body was lying on the bed, a pair of tripods were on the table, and the train ran in his mouth: "Little Renzi, how can my brother have that ability? Brother is not easy, the ancestors have been poor peasants for eight generations, and they have been ruled by your ruling class for hundreds of years, and today it is finally Lao Tzu's turn to rule you, and you must not wait carefully, lest you rabbit cubs rebel?"

No matter how you listen to this, it shouldn't come out of the mouth of the class cadres, right? But the dozen or so people love to listen to this tune.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped. There is a real old fritter in the dormitory, and there is a small fritter like Tao Hao, and the class likes to come to this dormitory to talk nonsense. Those who don't like to brag about it all belong to the secretary of the Youth League and the squad leader, and talk about their life ideals in the dormitory next door all day long.

Hearing Tao Hao boast like this, someone next to him booed for him: "That's it, how good our peaches are, and there is also a saying about spirit, and it is the kind of dog meat that cannot be served on the table." Unlike Xu Ming next door, his chin is raised to the sky, for fear that others will not know that he is the squad leader. ”

But some people feel that something is wrong, "Hey, it's not right, is it? Peach, your family is a poor peasant?"

"If it is fake, Lao Tzu is the descendant of martyrs!"

Liar!

Zeng Dongqing, whose butt and upper body were on the bed and feet on the table, looked at the kid's clothes and said disdainfully: "Peach, bragging B also has to make drafts, just your outfit, no less than five, right? You are a fucking poor peasant, and the brothers have all become called Huazi?"

Lao Tzu's family is a poor peasant, and he has three martyr certificates. ”

"Yo, when did poverty become honorable?"

Zeng Dongqing, the old fritter, threw away the red peony cigarette butt in his hand, took out his Ashima and gave it to Tao Hao next to him, and mocked: "Don't look at the red peony you only smoke three yuan a pack, but two packs a day are worth a pack of red plums!"

If it was still in the Terracotta Bridge, Tao Hao would definitely be flying all over the sky, but he didn't dare here. For the first time in his life, he was respected and supported, Tao Hao was afraid from the bottom of his heart and made people laugh like when he was a child, if he knew that he could get the respect that he couldn't get before, he would rather not let Lao Tao buy so many high-end clothes when he started school.

"Lao Zeng, who can't put two good clothes when they go out? I'm different from you, although my family is poor, my sister is well married. ”

Tao Hao wants to say this, Zeng Dongqing next to him will not dismantle the stage, how many people can drive to the school to report this year? He has been rolling in society for two years, and he knows that everyone has their own difficulties, and if the little brother wants to pretend to be poor, he must also have his difficulties.

When the evening self-study bell rang, the students in the four dormitories all went to the classroom for self-study, saying that it was self-study, and it was estimated that most people would not be able to touch books, and if they wanted to touch books, they would also be novels and magazines. In this way, few students really take their studies seriously, and they are all waiting for graduation in three years to be assigned jobs. Especially for the agriculture and forestry profession of mining and mining, it is all allocated by the state, and at most it is a question of whether the work unit is good or not, and there is no problem of finding a job.

Therefore, a group of people took a shortcut, walked through the path in the middle of the school field, and when they reached the hedge next to the school building, the group was divided into two groups. One group went to the classroom, the other group went to the school gate, the classroom was an honest student, and those who were ready to leave the school did not know whether to go to the city to play, or to go to the villager's house next to the school to watch the video.

Tao Hao is not an honest student, so he naturally followed him to the school gate, but he was not interested in spending two yuan to go to ***, he went to call home and ask for money. Two or three packs of red peonies a day, the cigarette money alone is two or three hundred a month, and his father only gives four hundred yuan a month, how can it be enough? If it weren't for the two hundred yuan that Sister Hong stuffed behind his back before coming to school, he would have run out of ammunition and food.

It's a coincidence, when he came to the small supermarket at the door, Tao Hao just bought an IC card and wanted to make a call, when he suddenly looked at two young people who came out of the small restaurant next to him as if he had seen a ghost.