Chapter 52: The One-Minute Campaign

"What does she mean?"

Ling Mengchu saw Tan Lin looking here with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "She's provoking you." ”

"See." He Shiling smiled, stopped the pen that was spinning, and closed the notebook in front of her.

Provocation? Well, Ling Mengchu said that it was a provocation, even if it was a provocation, she liked such a provocation very much.

"Can you still laugh? Just laugh slowly. I've read the book, and I don't care about you. ”

Ling Mengchu turned her head to look at the book in front of her angrily, and couldn't help but glance at He Shiling, what was she thinking? It's really infuriating.

He Shiling looked at her watch, but saw Ling Mengchu roll her eyes.

Well, it's almost time, and it's time to end.

"And, me." He Shiling's clear, unhurried voice sounded in the classroom.

"Quietly." "There was no quiet in our class." "I mean be quiet, the squad leader is talking." "Where?" "Look?" "Who?"

"Look. The squad leader got up. Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang, "Xiao Yangyang, Xiao Yangyang." ”

"I heard it, but I wasn't deaf." Ling Chuyang pushed Tang Ji's hand away and sat up slightly straighter.

"Sorry to interrupt."

A loud voice came from outside the front door of the classroom, and Yi Lingfei suddenly appeared at the front door of the classroom.

"Who?" "The old squad leader is back?" "Is the old squad president going to run for election?" "Are we choosing a class president?" "Now, it's really lively." "You are stupid, Yi Lingfei is the squad leader of class 16."

"No," Yi Lingfei said with a smile, pointing to He Shiling, who had just stood up, "I'll look for her, Teacher Zhao is waiting for you on the fourth floor." ”

"Okay." He Shiling responded, "Wait for me for a minute." ”

"Hmm." Yi Lingfei nodded, walked in, leaned against the table in the first row, and looked at the list of personnel on the blackboard. This wonderful scene, he missed again. Luckily, you can listen to her one-minute speech.

"I am He Shiling, a ten-year squad leader and a year and a half of the title of deputy squad leader."

He Shiling stood up, left her seat, glanced at the podium, and walked to the back door of the classroom.

"A single branch is not spring, a hundred flowers bloom in spring. We are like uneven planks of various materials, tied together by the rope of class 5 to form a wooden barrel for water. The old class is like the handle of a bucket," He Shiling paused, "very strong and reliable." ”

There was a chuckle in the classroom, mixed with whispers, "This metaphor is novel. "It's different." "It's a fitting analogy." "Is it just about the campaign? Did you run for election like this before? ”

"The teachers of each class also provided us with a solid and thick foundation, but how much water can be held ultimately depends on ourselves, so everyone, we must not only develop our strengths and avoid weaknesses, but also give full play to our characteristics and advantages, and become the highest point. And when the good and the bad are uneven, we must also make up for the shortcomings. ”

"Therefore, this semester, we will provide you with a platform for mutual learning and opportunities for experience sharing." He Shiling pointed to the left side of the blackboard next to the podium, the inverted triangle traces, the flag is no longer there, but the traces are still there, "Strive to get back the honor that belongs to us at the end of the summer vacation." ”

"Okay, listen to the squad leader!" I don't know who suddenly shouted. The classroom was bustling with activity.

"We want to reclaim the honor that belongs to us." "It must be recaptured." "Squad leader, honor is synonymous with us." "We won't let Cao Xiao criticize us anymore." "I can't get involved with the old class anymore." "It's time to win glory for the rest."

He Shiling gently pulled the back door and didn't open it? Standing on tiptoe, he looked over the glass in the upper middle of the door.

"I'll come." Ling Chuyang hurriedly stood up, pushed and pulled hard, and the door opened.

"That's it, guys, you go on." After He Shiling finished speaking, she nodded with a smile at Ling Chuyang, and walked out of the back door.

"Your one-minute campaign, in a word, has stimulated them. Your plank theory is good. ”

Yi Lingfei greeted him with a smile, and the figures of the two disappeared together at the staircase leading to the fourth floor......

"That's the end of it?" "Didn't you just say a minute?" "Then next, do you choose or not?"

"Naturally, it's going to be chosen, isn't the league secretary still there?" "Eleven and a half years, has this been the class president since kindergarten?" "What do you say?" "I'll do the math." "Count P, do you want to lend me my hand to you and count them all."

"Did you teach math by your Chinese teacher?" "Mathematics is taught by Mr. Zhao, you can't talk about Mr. Zhao."

……

Outside the back door of the classroom, three staircases.

"Let's disperse." Li Shiping turned around and walked to the second floor.

Fortunately, he slipped away quickly, no, it was a quick reaction, pulled the door down, and waited for a few of them to elegantly, slowly, straighten their clothes, and pull their hair away from the back door of the classroom, and after walking safely to the staircase, he also quickly flashed to the staircase.

Walking to the corner of the second staircase, Li Shiping paused again, this barrel theory is good, but that He Lingling paused again, what is she hesitating about? If you want to go to the library, is this how she explains the barrel theory?

"That's leaving?" Zhu Yan looked at Li Shiping, who turned to leave, and then at a few other people, but the results didn't come out yet.

"It's time to go." Ding Kailing responded, the results were obvious, and she naturally had to leave.

The mobile red flag of the excellent class collective, but the mobile red flag that Class 5 has always been proud of, the lost mobile red flag, and the public criticism of Cao School are the pain of Class 5 this semester, although He Lingling has few words, but every sentence has hit everyone's pain points.

Ding Kailing elegantly raised her hand slightly, lifted the corner of her tweed coat, and walked down the stairs. Actually, she really wanted to go to the fourth floor to see, whether He Lingling was called to be criticized, after thinking about it, forget it, let's go back to the office first, after all, dinner time is coming.

"Otherwise, I'll wait with you for a while." Tan Xiling smiled, she wanted to see how many votes Tan Lin could get, and she also wanted to know how much of a wave this one-minute word could stir up.

Hundred flowers, make up for shortcomings? How can the small wooden barrel be the same as Song Yi's teaching philosophy?

"Okay, wait for the votes to come out, and then go." Zhu Yan's eyes lit up, thinking of the grouping list, Xiao Shiling had already prepared, if it wasn't for the tacit understanding that suddenly rose between her and her, it would be wrong.

She also wanted to know, 65 people, 4 shortlists, how many votes they could get? Is it an evenly split victory? Or is it a victory over the crowd?

"Stop. Stay away. Tan Xiling reminded, grabbed Zhu Yan, who was about to walk to the back door, and pointed to the fourth floor, "This person who went upstairs will still come back in a while." Teacher Li is not there. ”

"Hmm." Zhu Yan stopped with a smile, yes, I was just surprised just now, thanks to Li Shiping who pulled the back door.

There is also Yi Lingfei's sudden appearance, fortunately, Kai Ling's sense of hearing is sensitive, reminding that it seems that someone is coming, even pulling and pushing, several people are busy flashing to the staircase on the side.

What's going on? Slipping into a corner? It's really detrimental to the image of being a teacher