The acne junior is very modest.

"What is your number work, I haven't voted for it today, I'll vote for you?" Shi Qingqing was about to vote for himself, but he forgot about it for a while.

Now that the rankings have rushed into the top three, it seems that there is no need for this re-vote.

Robin's younger brother recruited her into the calligraphy club, and she was also an acquaintance, so if she voted for him, she might be able to help him.

A faint flush flew on the shy face of the acne junior, "Senior sister, don't use it, I'm the No. 66 work, and I'm currently on the list." ”

Zhang Xiaotu's eyes were sharp, and he wowed, "Amazing!" Little little junior, No. 66 ranked 6th. ”

The acne junior said modestly, "Compared with No. 2670, it's not worth mentioning, it's like a little witch seeing a big witch, ashamed, by the way, senior sister, did you participate in the competition?" ”

Just as Shi Qingqing was about to answer, suddenly a thin boy on crutches squeezed over from the crowd.

Looking at Shi Qingqing's gaze, there was undisguised disgust.

It was Deng Hui.

Deng Hui said disdainfully, "If someone wants to participate, they have to be able to pass the review of the backstage of the school forum!" We are not a person or a garbage word, we can participate in the competition......"

Before Shi Qingqing could react, Zhang Xiaotu put Shi Qingqing behind her and stood up first.

"Where did this crutch brother come from? How does Da Qingming accept the disabled! Could it be that it was because the speech was too ugly, and it was struck like this by the thunder of heaven? ”

This poisonous tongue made Shi Qingqing laugh.

Even the students in the neighborhood laughed.

"You! Keep your mouth clean. Deng Hui was angry, in this public, he didn't dare to do anything to Zhang Xiaotu as a girl.

He also had an impression of Zhang Xiaotu, and in order to pursue Yang Yini, he memorized the names of all the classmates in Class 17.

It's just a poor stinky girl.

"If you want to clean it up, you will also clean it up, you just knocked over our big boatload with a rod, do you know? We can't write calligraphy, what's wrong? The upload didn't pass, what's wrong? Isn't that normal? Do you think everyone practices every day like your calligraphy club? Then I ask you, cripple, can you dance? Do you know how to take pictures? Do you know how to esports? Do you play basketball? Everyone has strengths and weaknesses, who do you despise......" Zhang Xiaotu said solemnly, one voice higher than the other, and the sound rushed to the clouds.

Immediately received a response from a group of people.

Many people have the scar that the upload did not pass......

For the sake of Zhan University, they all have a calligraphy heart, but they don't have the talent for calligraphy, so they all tried it out and were interviewed by the forum: I'm sorry, you are not qualified enough to participate in the audition...... Deeply hurt.

Deng Hui saw the expressions of the crowd and knew that he had just said the wrong thing.

He immediately explained, "That's the case, I didn't specifically refer to you, what I just said is only for the people of our calligraphy club, I am the president of the calligraphy club, this school calligraphy competition, I require every member of the club to participate, the ranking is secondary, mainly to train the members of the club......"

The anger of the crowd eased and relaxed, and they should have done what they should do.

Shi Qingqing glanced at Deng Hui's crutches with a smile, "President Deng, I haven't seen you for a week, it looks like the president is recovering well from his injuries!" ”

This smile made Deng Hui's forehead jump, what a wicked feeling!