On Thursday afternoon, the large conference room in the student union office was packed.

Because this Saturday is the school sports day, everything else has been arranged, and the referees of each event are missing. In addition to a teacher as a referee for each sport, two or three student council members will be assigned to referee and assist the teacher in his or her work.

Due to the shortage of manpower, almost the entire student council members, from the president of the student union to the small members, have to be dispatched. Except for a few things, you really need to ask for leave.

Now, everyone has been summoned here just to draw lots. In the past, this list was arranged by the Minister of Sports, but in the last school sports meeting, many people were not satisfied with the squeaky and crooked events they arranged. No, this time, the Minister of Sports simply dropped off.

In the end, the president of the student council thought about it, since everyone is not happy with other people's arrangements, then decide their own destiny.

Drawing.

Each person took a note from the large cardboard box held by Zhang Chao, the minister of sports, and decided the project they were responsible for according to the items written on the note.

Line up one by one and take turns to draw.

Xia Hua followed behind Lin Meiting, and as the team continued to move forward, her eyes couldn't help but look in one direction secretly. In the corner near the door, Wen Jingxuan and Leng Yichen had already drawn lots, and were standing there chatting with the chairman and the others.

Although he said that he let go of his heart, he still couldn't restrain his inadvertent attention. Xia Hua secretly spit on herself in her heart.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Xia Hua felt that Wen Jingxuan's gaze seemed to look towards her, but when she looked over, she didn't encounter it. I couldn't help but laugh at myself that I was thinking too much.

"Depressed. Thinking of me as the president of the student union, but being a referee of the shot put, is simply burying talents!" Lin Danwen, the president of the student union, glanced at the note in his hand, pursed his lips, and complained to a few people around him.

Now standing beside him is not only Secretary-General Meng Yun, but also Wen Jingxuan, who was recruited into the Secretariat Department, and Vice Chairman Leng Yichen. Several people had known each other since they were very familiar with each other, so Lin Danwen didn't pose in front of them, he was very casual.

"It's still Jing Xuan, you're lucky!" Lin Danwen put his hand on Wen Jingxuan's shoulder, and his eyes glanced at the note in his hand, which read, "100-meter race". Generally, school games, races to one or two hundred meters, relays, etc. are all popular and highly concerned events. And the shot put or something, it's completely the underdog of the underdogs.

Wen Jingxuan smiled slightly, "Do you want to exchange it with you?" and handed over the note in his hand to signal. It's just that his eyes quickly glanced at the summer flowers in the distance, and then he took it back, looking at Lin Danwen, and his heart was silent.

"Forget it." Lin Danwen waved his hand, "I, the chairman, have to take the lead, after all, I said it, whoever draws what is what, it is up to fate." You can't complain, you can't exchange privately. If other people knew, I wouldn't have slapped myself in the face. ”

"If you know, it's good." Meng Yun on the side joked that as the secretary general and friend, he knew how unreliable Lin Danwen was sometimes. For more than a year, if it wasn't for the tireless work to help him establish his prestige and maintain his image, he would have been spurned early.

"Haha~ Ayun, you are worse than me. Tsk, you, a five-thousand-meter referee, are even more boring, if you were me, I'm afraid I'd doze off by then. Lin Danwen looked at Meng Yun with a grin, teasing him inauthenticly.

Meng Yun directly replied to him with a big roll of his eyes, "You think I'm like you." ”

"Cut~" Lin Danwen pulled his hair handsomely and looked at Leng Yichen, who was standing on the side without saying a word, "Hey, Yichen." Will you be able to do it then, do you want to take a leave of absence?"

I saw Leng Yichen look Lin Danwen up and down a few times, and said lightly with a deep meaning in his eyes: "If you are a man, you can't say no."

"Damn, what do you mean by those eyes?" Lin Danwen was told by him, and met his meaningful eyes, and immediately stopped doing it. Dude, I'm kind enough to be afraid that you won't be adaptable, yes, it seems that I'm purely idle and hurt, provoking this thing. It deserves to be pierced.

Lin Danwen shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and leaned on Meng Yun weakly, like a koala. And the latter just rolled his eyes helplessly, tried to stand up straight, cheered himself up in his heart, and just got used to it.

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"Huahua, I'm a 5,000-meter referee! What about you?" Lin Meiting had just finished drawing, and when she opened the note, she was a little happy.

For her, the 5,000-meter referee is still very good, because she only needs to sit there and record the laps and time of the runners, which is very leisurely and does not have to walk around. The most important thing is that Xia Hua participates in the 5,000 meters, and then she can be there to cheer her on while being a referee, which is simply amazing.

"Huh? So good!" Xia Hua smiled when she heard this, pulled her hand out of the box, opened her note and glanced at it, and said, "Mine is the long jump." Immediately, she asked the classmates at the table to register.

"Long jump, ......" Lin Meiting answered, tilted her head and thought about it, but didn't say anything. It can only be said that this project is not good or bad, and I can't say anything.

After registering, before they could go far, they heard Xu Yiling's voice mixed with excitement and excitement.

"Mine is the long jump. Is that why the long jump is drawn in the same place?" Xu Yiling glanced at the information recorded in the registration book, and asked in a raised voice.

She couldn't suppress the excitement and excitement in her heart, because she swept the record book, which registered that Leng Yichen corresponded to the long jump. Just thinking that she could be a referee with Leng Yichen, and then she would have the opportunity to get close to him, and then talk about something under the pretext of something, she couldn't help but get excited.

"Yes."

Hearing the affirmative answer of the classmate who recorded it, the corners of Xu Yiling's mouth rose, and she wanted to laugh out loud, but she froze when she inadvertently swept another name.

Summer flowers, long jump.

As soon as these four words caught her eyes, Xu Yiling turned her head sharply and looked fiercely in the direction of Xia Hua. I didn't expect her to draw this, Xu Yiling subconsciously felt a little uncomfortable. However, I didn't want to think about it, and laughed again.

She didn't take Xia Hua to heart, subconsciously, she felt that Leng Yichen wouldn't take Xia Hua to heart at all, at most she was just a stranger. As long as she is given a chance, Leng Yichen will sooner or later fall under her pomegranate skirt like those men.

Men, it's all the same in their bones.

Xu Yiling twisted her waist and left, glanced at Xia Hua with contempt in her eyes, and then turned to Leng Yichen's body, unconcealing her admiration.