At this moment, the girl that Zhen Yu was staring at turned around, looked around, and suddenly looked at Zhen Yu.

Zhen Yu smiled secretly in her heart, sure enough, it was her! The female class president of the first class of the second year of junior high school, the niece of history teacher Shen Yue, Shen Qi.

Qiao Xian found that Zhen Yu looked in one direction and did not move, so he also looked over, and then saw Shen Qi.

After glancing back and forth a few times, Qiao Xian always felt that the eyes of the two girls seemed to be wrestling.

Shen Qi was full of aggression, and Zhen Yulei couldn't move.

Tsk tsk ~ This is understanding? Is it an opponent? Enemy?

When Zhen Yu didn't know, Qiao Xian had already made up one hundred and eight chapters about her and Shen Qi's love and hatred.

It wasn't until the loudspeaker Zilazi sounded a few times that the teacher in charge of the campaign opened his mouth.

"Ahem! Quiet!! The class teachers have already reported the list to me, let's make a preliminary selection today! Wednesday re-election. ”

With these words, the teachers sat down one after another, and Teacher Cao also walked to Qiao Xian and sat down.

"Below! Elementary school starts from the first class of three years, and junior high school starts from the first class of junior high school, according to the order of class and grade, one by one! ”

"Let's get started!"

-

In order to save time, the primary and junior high schools are running simultaneously.

Because it was the first battle, after Zhen Yu and Qiao Xian glanced at each other, Qiao Xian stood up and exhaled, and was the first to walk to the front of the table and chairs.

The rule is that each person should be off the script within three minutes.

Qiao Xian's performance was decent, and the manuscript should have been written by himself, with a lot of clichés, a bit of a copy of the Spring Festival Gala.

Zhen Yu sat behind the 'judges' teachers, and he couldn't know if Qiao Xian had been recognized.

With Qiao Xian's return, Zhen Yu walked forward easily.

The mentality is different, and the state of the person is also different.

I took it seriously and fought for it, I was not arrogant or discouraged when I was victorious, but I focused on participating in new things that were different from my previous life, and I did my best.

That's enough.

Under the nod of the 'judges', Zhen Yu spoke out loud and finished her hosting script with emotion.

With a deep bow, he returned to his seat and continued to watch the other people's campaigns.

-

Soon it was the first class of the second year of junior high school.

Zhen Yu had to admit that Shen Qi's aura was still strong.

There are not many female class leaders in the four camp schools, and most teachers still feel that boys are more responsible.

Shen Qi and Qiao Xian are actually quite similar, they have also been squad leaders since childhood, and their organizational and leadership skills have also been exercised early.

The draft of the weekend was also memorized, and when I was running on the stage, there was a faint imperative in it.

From the perspective of an 'audience', Zhen Yu doesn't like this hosting style, he will feel oppressed, not loose, and very tired.

But maybe the teachers like this~

At the end of the middle school election, the elementary school continued.

Each class teacher took the students to leave first, and the results of the election need to be announced tomorrow morning.

At this moment, it was almost time for school to end, and when he got out of the cafeteria, Mr. Cao waved his hand and sent the students back to the classroom on their own.

As soon as Qiao Xian got out of Lao Cao's sight, he asked, "Do you think we can choose?" ”

Zhen Yumiao replied: "I don't know." ”

Qiao Xian was stunned, and then rolled his eyes.

He had already discovered that Zhen Yu seemed to be a nonsense and didn't want to talk more, and it was almost difficult to chat with her.

simply stopped talking, and the two silently returned to the classroom all the way, just as the bell rang for the end of class.

It's out of school.

-

After packing his schoolbag and walking out of the classroom with the flow of people, Zhen Yu saw Han Mingyue at a glance! He was facing the door of the first class of junior high school, standing four or five steps away from the door.

Strange why he didn't wait at Fangshantou today, Zhen Yu stepped forward quickly and greeted him.

"Why are you standing here waiting?" Zhen Yu asked softly, with a calm expression.

I wondered if something had happened to him again, but it was inconvenient to say it in front of his friends.

As a result, the worries are all in vain.

Han Mingyue held the hand behind her back to her in front of her, and in her hand was a magazine - "Children's Literature".

Zhen Yu stretched out his hand to take it and looked up with a smile, "Sample?" ”

"Yes!" Han Mingyue replied with a bright smile.

"Great!" Zhen Yu was really happy, and the corners of his mouth raised more and more arcs, "I know!" You are the best! ”

The little boy was a little embarrassed, he had never been praised so bluntly, and the tips of his ears were red.

I had to say stupidly: "Let's go!" Don't wait. ”

"Good!" Zhen Yu said as he handed over the sample magazine.

Han Mingyue didn't answer, and puffed up before saying, "I'll give it to you." ”

"Huh?" Zhen Yu was a little surprised.

"I'm going to be disappointed, thanks to your encouragement,"

"Without my encouragement, your manuscript would have been hired!" Zhen Yu interrupted the young man's words, and after a pause, his tone changed, "But I left the sample magazine!" Come and sign me on the weekend~"

After listening to the first half of the sentence, Han Mingyue, who thought she was going to be rejected, repeated a little confused at the moment: "Signature? ”

"Yes! This is the first manuscript you have published~ Wait for you to complete, well, successful, this is the only signed sample. ”

Zhen Yu swallowed the word 'god' back into his stomach in time, and the saying 'becoming a god' is not popular at this time, which is troublesome, so it's better not to say new words.

Han Mingyue just smiled when she heard this, and didn't say anything.

But in my ignorance, I have more motivation to write and a better hope for the future.

-

After finishing his homework in the evening, Zhen Yu went to bed early, sat on the head of the bed, and opened the sample magazine.

Then I remembered that I had never asked Han Mingyue what his pen name and article name were.

Maybe it's because I'm embarrassed~ Han Mingyue didn't take the initiative to explain to Zhen Yu.

But it doesn't matter, even if Zhen Yu is not a reborn person, she can guess which article is written by Han Mingyue.

Just because, his pen name is too easy to guess.

Han Mingyue - Night Moon Bright!

Maybe Han Mingyue also thinks that Zhen Yu must be able to guess which one is his.

Zhen Yu didn't rush to look for Han Mingyue's article first, but started from the first page and looked back little by little.

About ten minutes later, she finally saw the article signed 'Night Moon Ming' - Xia Cicada Muxue.

A fairy tale with a lot of meaning.

It is about a hot summer night, and the frog tells the cicada about the beauty of winter snow, and the cicada has never forgotten the snow since then.

The autumn wind rises, Xia Chan dies, and the winter solstice.

The snow eventually covered its shell, and it was never seen in life, but its wish was fulfilled after death.

-

For some reason, after reading this story, Zhen Yu suddenly remembered the love in his previous life.

In his previous life, he was obsessed with Han Mingyue in those years.

With a slight movement in his heart, Zhen Yu suddenly had the idea of starting to write.

Sitting down at the desk with his shoes on, he startled Zhen Yan, who hadn't finished his homework yet.