Chapter Seventy-Six: An Uproar
Looking at Xia Lingying's flustered appearance, Li Baifeng chuckled, withdrew his gaze, and slowly leaned on the back of the wooden chair. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info he was afraid that if he continued to look like this, Xia Lingying would be the same as before, and she would turn around and run away in great shame, wouldn't things be very troublesome at that time?
Xia Lingying couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw him look away, she also leaned on the back of the bench, looked away, and muttered in a low voice, "Believe you once." ”
The corners of Li Baifeng's mouth pulled up a knowing smile, although Xia Lingying's voice was very small, but with his ear, he still caught it keenly.
Liu Langkun sat alone on the side, pouting his lips when he watched.
"Ahem, please be quiet, and the registration will start immediately." A crisp voice echoed through the microphone through the old auditorium.
Li Baifeng looked towards the stage and saw a smartly dressed girl standing there with a microphone smiling.
It seems that she should be the host of this registration.
"It's Zhang Minyun, Zhang Minyun." Liu Langkun whispered on the side, looking excited.
The girl on the stage seemed to hear someone calling her name, turned her head sideways, and smiled at Liu Langkun, which made the latter's face full of excitement and excitement, so that Li Baifeng couldn't help but move to the side, lest others misunderstand that she knew him.
Since Li Baifeng was Xia Lingying on the left and Liu Langkun on the right, he inevitably got closer to Xia Lingying, almost together, Xia Lingying's pretty face was crimson, and she lowered her head and didn't speak.
Zhang Minyun repeated his previous words, and the sound in the auditorium gradually decreased, and finally fell silent.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Minyun smiled with satisfaction, then cleared his throat and said loudly: "Thank you for coming to participate in the 'Club Victory' event held by the Federation of Clubs, I am Zhang Minyun, the host of today. ”
The applause from the audience was thunderous and enthusiastic.
Li Baifeng applauded along with him, looked at Liu Langkun at the same time, and asked, "What is the origin of this Zhang Minyun?" It seems to be very popular. ”
"The vice president of the Federation of Clubs, the captain of the etiquette team of Chaoge University, often presides over various large-scale activities." Liu Langkun looked at the stage excitedly and replied casually.
Then, he glanced at Li Baifeng and said strangely: "You haven't seen it?" ”
"I'm a freshman." Li Baifeng pouted.
Liu Langkun glanced at him in surprise and said, "You just came to win the game as a freshman?" ”
"Uh...... Isn't it possible? Li Baifeng was stunned, could it be that there is an age limit for winning the field? That's a big deal.
"That's not ......" Liu Langkun shook his head slowly and sighed: "Alas, the future is terrifying." ”
After a pause, the applause gradually subsided, and Zhang Minyun continued: "The club has been winning the venue for a long time, and the original intention was to provide a venue for those free associations that do not want to be affiliated with it. Although it is a competition, we still hope that everyone will put friendship first and not take the conflict off the field. ”
"Can you bring the conflict to the game?" A low and hoarse voice sounded below, and the speaker was none other than the burly young man who Chong Zhen had commanded before, Xu Nong.
Li Baifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to mean something when he heard this.
Everyone's eyes swam between Chong Zhen and Li Baifeng, knowing what he was referring to. Xu Nong has always been the vanguard of Chongzhen's subordinates, Chongzheng refers to where he hits, and in public, what Xu Nong says generally represents the meaning of Chongzhen.
Zhang Minyun obviously knew this, and she glanced at Chong Zhen and saw that the latter was looking down at her nails, while slowly rubbing her fingers as if she could see a flower from above.
Zhang Minyun retracted his gaze and said lightly: "It's better not to." ”
She said "it's better not to", not "no".
Xu Nong nodded and stopped talking. Chong Zhen still stared at his nails, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him.
Li Baifeng tapped his leg with his fingers, and asked Liu Langkun thoughtfully: "Zhang Minyun and Chongzheng have a good relationship?" ”
Liu Langkun shook his head and said, "No, although they are all members of the Standing Committee of the association, I haven't heard of the two getting close." ”
He paused for a moment, and then said: "Be careful, Xu Nong said this, which means that he is going to attack you in public during the game, and this is not the first time he has done this." ”
Li Baifeng's face sank: "If you can't catch the evidence in secret, forget it, and no one cares if you hurt people in public?" ”
Liu Langkun pursed his lips: "People are sure that his fists and feet have no eyes, and he didn't stop during the game, what can you do with him?" In previous years, he even crippled an opponent, and in the end, it was not a symbolic loss of money, and it was over. ”
Li Baifeng's heart was on fire when he heard this, but he didn't expect them to be rampant to such a point.
"Chongzhen, Xu Nong." Li Baifeng silently recited these two names and decided that this time he must give them an unforgettable social practice lesson.
"Let me talk about the classification of the club's competition and the rules of their respective competitions." Zhang Minyun held a microphone, and a crisp voice came out of the speakers hanging around the auditorium.
"First of all, the literature category, the rules of this competition have changed, no longer separate competitions, whether it is a poetry club, a drama club, or a prose club, all in the form of stage plays, the subject matter is not limited, the duration is a quarter of an hour. The performance and props are not important, what matters is the literary brilliance reflected in the process of performance, which is the final scoring standard. The literary clubs are: Weifeng Poetry Society, Jixia Academy, Four Seasons Poetry Society......"
Every time a name was called, someone in the audience stood up and nodded.
When he shouted to the Four Seasons Poetry Society, Liu Langkun stood up, nodded and smiled behind him, but when he sat down again, he changed to a bitter gourd face: "Why did it change to a stage play this time, it's not as good as the poetry club......
Li Baifeng symbolically comforted him and persuaded him twice, but seeing that he still looked like he was "feeling hollowed out", he had to give up.
Soon, Zhang Minyun finished reading the list, she paused, and then counted the venue applications for literary clubs. The off-stage clubs reported the venues they wanted one after another, in no order.
After the statistics of literature were completed, then there were arts, life, sports, and finally, martial arts.
Xia Lingying's expression was straight, and she straightened her waist.
"In this martial arts competition, the rules remain the same, it is still a ring competition, a draw of lots, and the winner will get the venue he applied for. But pay attention, friendship comes first, and the point ends. Let me read the list of martial arts clubs, the Beast Boxing Club, the Cannon Boxing Club, ......"
Reading and reading, Zhang Minyun suddenly paused, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then read: "Gymnastics Club." ”
Xia Lingying and Li Baifeng both stood up and nodded.
There was an uproar in the room.