The students who came with Class 2 couldn't speak at all when they listened to what they said.

Moreover, the data that Yu Xiaochun read was not made up blindly, they opened the school forum and secretly looked at it, Qin Wenrou was indeed the first in the courtyard flower vote.

Although they remembered that they did not vote for Qin Wenrou.

Since the incident of the Ministry of Wind and Discipline last time, their good impression of Qin Wenrou has disappeared, and it is impossible to vote for her.

Why did Qin Wenrou get almost all the tickets for Class 1 and Class 2? Even if all the boys are blind like Yao Dazhuang, they can't reach 90 votes.

But the data is there......

"You can't fake your votes, do you?"

Song Jingjing, a melon-eating girl who had just come back from self-study at night, sucked cantaloupe-flavored milk, and questioned aggressively, "You are just average-looking, and you are not as good-looking as my roommate." ”

Qin Wen's eyelids twitched, and she pursed her mouth aggrievedly: "I swear I didn't cheat." ”

She called Lan Yingjun in front of everyone, and her voice was loud: "Senior, my classmates doubt my ticket, what should I ......do?"

Soon, Lan Yingjun arrived.

The face is a little heavy, and the bridge of the nose is even more obviously dark blue, not the usual high-spirited and graceful appearance.

And it didn't seem like he was there because of the ticket, but he came to Qin Wenrou for something urgent.

It's just that he couldn't say that in front of everyone, he only said perfunctorily: "Gentle vote, many of us in the junior voted for her." It's all my buddy, if you don't believe it, you can go to the forum to check the voting ID. ”

It turned out that the senior mobilized his classmates to vote for Qin Wenrou dozens of votes.

As the president of the student union, Lan Yingjun does have this ability.

Everyone sighed unwillingly.

I can only envy Qin Wenrou who hugged his thick thighs, and his luck is good.

After Lan Yingjun helped Qin Wenrou explain the matter of the ticket, he turned around and lowered his voice: "What are you doing here, I have something to talk to you about when you go out......

Qin Wenrou finally pulled Lan Yingjun to support her, she could resist Ao Xinghao's coercion, and strive to use the crime of stealing today to completely crush Lan Tingxin to death, how could she be willing to leave?

She grabbed Lan Yingjun's arm and shook it gently, delicately: "Brother Jun, the relics left to me by my sister were stolen by Lan Qianxin, I am so sad." Pifu is not guilty, he is guilty, Lan Qianxin is really too much this time, can you help me administer justice......"

Lan Yingjun's mind was empty, buzzing, and he asked a little sluggishly, "What relics did you say?" ”

Today, he just found out that the face of Qin Xin himself, who had died, appeared in the surveillance of the theft of the batch of medicinal materials, and in the blink of an eye, Qin Xin's relics were stolen again?

His heart was beating very, very, very fast all of a sudden!

There was a feeling of suffocation.

Just when Lan Yingjun's mind went blank, he wanted to know what connection the two things were.

I only heard a cold sarcastic laugh behind me: "If you don't learn the language well, you dare to speak idioms and show off your literary talents?" Do you know that the husband is not guilty of his guilt, and what is the next sentence? ”

"What is it?" Qin Wenrou couldn't help but ask.

As soon as the words came out, I realized that this voice was a little familiar!

She jerked her head back.

It was colliding with Qin Xin's cold eyes!

With a "chuckle" in her heart, she inexplicably avoided Qin Xin's eyes.

She comforted herself in her heart, it must not be because the ugly bastard's eyes were too sharp, but because the dark green birthmark on the ugly bastard's forehead was too ugly and scary, so she avoided her eyes.