"Be quiet, the result of the lottery is that Ling Chuyang is the representative of the mathematics department."

Geng Xinyu's bright and hearty voice came from the left front of the classroom.

"Okay, don't be in a daze, it's official." Tang Ji patted Ling Chuyang, "Go to the wall, I don't have any land." ”

Ling Chuyang didn't make a sound, and moved to the wall.

"Yo, so obedient." Tang Ji said with a smile, usually when he let him move the land, he always glanced at him with disdain, and then, reluctantly, leaned towards the wall while taking care of his bangs, and didn't forget to put his arm on the spot, "I haven't come back to my senses yet"

"Know-the-way." "Hmm." "That's fine." "Okay." "I can play happily in the future."

A chorus in the classroom made Tang Ji turn his gaze, what kind of echo is this? The one on the stage, shouldn't he report the results to prove it like before?

It's better not to report it. Tang Ji thought about it, scratched the back of his head, and looked at Ling Chuyang again, 140, it is 13, so how many of these 245 can be ranked in class 5?

"It's over, can you listen to the song?" Su Lei shouted.

"Well, it should be fine." "Listen to the song, listen to the song, Wang Xinyi, order the song." There should be a harmony.

In that kind of harmony, Tang Ji clearly saw that Wang Xinyi glanced back at them, and turned his head as if nothing happened, Geng Xinyu on the side walked to the podium, and on the blackboard, Ling Chuyang's name was written in the column of the representative of the mathematics class.

"It's okay to listen to songs," Geng Xinyu said with a smile, pointing to the word "squad leader" on the blackboard, "After the squad leader is elected, the squad leader will decide." ”

"Isn't it?" "What's the situation?" "Why did you choose again?" "Isn't that the end?"

"Didn't you say before that you should choose one of the two, choose the representative of the subject, and stay as the class leader?" Zheng Yipeng whispered to Du Xiaofeng for confirmation

"I don't know." Du Xiaofeng touched his nose and looked at the podium, Geng Xinyu smiled brightly as usual, and looked at the audience, "Where did you hear that?" ”

"Huh? Then you just now," Zheng Yipeng couldn't touch his head a little bit, remembering what happened just now, "Then you, me, we just now?" ”

"What you, mine?" Du Xiaofeng asked rhetorically, in fact, he had never tried to guess boxing in class, "I just want to guess boxing, how do I know you are so creative." ”

"Are we doing us a disservice?" Zheng Yipeng asked with an unnatural expression, and then said to himself, "This squad leader, he didn't say hello to us in advance, is it a test of the tacit understanding between us and us?" ”

"Huh? Yes? Du Xiaofeng touched his nose, a draw? still drew lots, he really didn't know anything, but it seemed that the guessing of the two of them was exactly what some people wanted, "It seems that it is the right help." ”

But what's going on now? Du Xiaofeng looked up at the front again, and then looked at the left front of the classroom.

“PP。” Tang Ji, who was tilting his head to stare at them, couldn't help but interject and ask, "What are you muttering?" Why did you choose a class leader again? Who are you going to give it to? ”

"I really don't know." Du Xiaofeng waved his hand at Tang Ji, why did he come to ask him? It's like he's a confidant, but he really doesn't know anything!

What's going on? Tan Lin glanced at Geng Xinyu, and patted Dong Huihui in front of her, seeing Dong Huihui's blank face, she didn't say anything, turned her head to look at He Shiling on the left, she was concentrating on writing something, as if everything that happened in the classroom had nothing to do with her.

Tan Lin smiled, turned her head, stared at the history textbook in front of her, her impression of He Shiling, only stayed in the previous few school meeting speeches before the class, and the ranking of the top 100 list: the grades are very good, not good at words, and her eyes look direct, as if she is very cold.

And this more than a week has almost refreshed the cognition of He Shiling. If Geng Xinyu on the podium is kind and righteous, then He Shiling is a typical escape, English group incident, and math class.

Thinking of the math class, Tan Lin flipped through the book and paused, could it be that He Shiling was going to fulfill the promise in the math class?

Glancing sideways again, the man was still writing something very seriously, as if she didn't care, and she seemed to be familiar with every newcomer, this grade ranking, excellent in all subjects, the old class had never mentioned it, but she seemed to know.

The re-election of the representative of mathematics can understand, the class leader has a lot of affairs, and Ling Chuyang is excellent in science, especially mathematics, but now he is electing the class president, is it a form nomination? Or did you really let it?

Tan Lin looked up at Geng Xinyu on the podium again, she was smiling, looking at the noisy classmates in the classroom, and took another piece of chalk in her right hand, playing casually.

Tan Lin smiled, thinking of the Geng Xinyu chalk incident just now, and also refreshed her understanding of her, this girl who usually looks cheerful and enthusiastic, actually threw the chalk so easily and accurately on the three people at the end of the classroom, which really surprised her for a while.

"What are you laughing at?" Gu Yue, who was at the same table, asked, Tan Lin was also a little strange today.

Usually, they are people who don't care about things and concentrate on studying, but today, actually, half of the class has passed, and the book is still on the page of the class, and she dares to love that she is not reading.

"Nothing." Tan Lin responded, "It's just a little curious." ”

"Well, I'm a little curious, too." Gu Yue smiled, "It's not the same as our 11th class." ”

"Guys, have you discussed it? Candidates for squad leaders can be nominated. Geng Xinyu put the pink chalk in the chalk box and replaced it with a blue one, "Let's start." “

"Start nominating?" "Yes." How do you nominate it? "Who's mentioning?" "Who do you like to mention?"

"Is the squad leader really inappropriate?" "What else can you mention?" "Or do you want to go through the form?" "Who knows."

The discussion in the classroom was much quieter than just now.

"Listen, can you still mention this?" Ling Mengchu touched He Shiling, "Is this a formality?" Or do you want to go through the form? ”

"You say yes." He Shiling smiled, closed the notebook, next month, I will be busy, glanced at the whispering classmates again, and smiled, the time is just right.

"Okay, then I'll propose you." Ling Mengchu came over with a smile and leaned his head on He Shiling's shoulder.

"I second." Wang Xiaoxiao's laughter came from behind him, "Count me in." ”

"What's going on?" Wang Xinyi turned around and winked at Wang Xiaoxiao, "You can just raise your hand in a while." ”

"Okay, then I'm going to talk." Ling Mengchu smiled and sat up, "You guys should raise their hands with you." ”

"Okay." Wang Xinyi and Wang Xiaoxiao responded in unison.

"Okay." He Shiling responded, looked at her watch, and habitually sat by the window, "Wait two minutes." ”

"Why?" Ling Mengchu, who looked at Geng Xinyu, turned around and asked, "Didn't you agree just now?" ”

"The secretary of the regiment, the candidate for the squad leader, I propose, myself."

A loud voice rang out in the classroom, drowning out everyone's chatter.

Who? Whose voice? Who am I?