The jumping numbers on the electronic blackboard finally stopped.

Liang Muyuan 21 votes

Tang Wan 13 votes

Dong Sichang 5 votes

Tao Yuan 2 votes

Lu Qiping 1 vote

"End of vote counting. The total number of students in the class is 42 people, Liang Muyuan's votes have been more than half and the highest number of votes, according to the democratic discussion and adoption of the "Mingde Middle School Senior One Class President Election Regulations", there is no need for the next round of voting, Liang Muyuan was directly elected as the first class president of the class for a term of one year. Cao Xiaoxuan, who was in charge of the election counting, announced with an excited expression: "At the same time, according to the charter, Tang Wan, who won the second vote, was elected as the first deputy president of the class, and the term of office is also one year. ”

There was a round of applause and applause from the audience.

"Teacher Wen below......" Cao Xiaoxuan's words were interrupted by a cold voice.

"Wait." It was Dong Sichang who stood up with the voice, and his cup was almost expected by Wenyi. The thin and tall boy in front of him, with skin as white as paper, and deep eyes that did not match his age, was the eldest son and eldest grandson of Dong Yuankang, the Chengsheng Gong, and if there were no accidents in the future, he would be the successor of this illustrious family and become the honorary suzerain of the entire country's education system.

Wen Yi hoped that she was ready enough to deal with the teenager and the behemoth behind him.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate Liang Muyuan on serving as class president, and I agree with this move with both hands." Dong Sichang glanced at Wen Yi and said clearly in an unhurried tone: "But I think that Tang Wan's appointment as the deputy class president is not in line with the tradition of Mingde Middle School. ”

Wen Yi sneered in her heart, as if she had returned to the classroom more than ten years ago, she knew this so-called tradition too well. Every time the new students arrive, all the homeroom teachers are racking their brains for who to appoint as the class president and deputy class leader, which is a contest of power and interests between famous families, and the conflicts involved have long been far beyond the small classroom, spreading to the entire Yongjin, the entire capital zone, and even the whole country.

Wen Yi was about to speak, Tang Wan had already stood up from his seat and whispered, "I...... Dong Sichang is right, I am really not suitable to be the deputy class leader...... Please choose another one. ”

"Tang Wan, you can resign after taking office, but for now, please respect the results of the election, and the same goes for other students." Wen Yi walked to the podium, staring at Dong Sichang's face and saying in a tone that could not be ignored.

"Then Teacher Wen, shouldn't the traditions of Mingde Middle School be respected?" Dong Sichang looked directly with his eyes without showing weakness.

"What tradition?"

"A son of a non-famous family is not allowed to be a squad leader." As he spoke, Dong Sichang turned to Tang Wan with a malicious smile: "May I ask Tang Wan, which famous family is from, and what do you call Ling Zun?" ”

At that moment, Tang Wan felt that the blood in his whole body was gushing up in his heart, as if he was about to explode. She lowered her head, clenched her fists tightly, her whole body trembling.

"Tang Wan, Tang Wan, what's wrong with you?" Chen Man'er, who was at the same table, shook her in panic, and Lu Qiping, who was in the back seat, also stood up.

"I don't have a dad! My dad is dead! Tang Wan burst out with a cry, a roar of grief and shame, she kicked down the chair and ran towards the classroom door.

Lu Qiping was stunned, and immediately ran out after following her, leaving only silence in the classroom.

"Dong Sichang, you must apologize to Tang Wan." Wen Yi's voice broke the silence.

"When Tang Wan comes back, I will apologize to her." Dong Sichang continued to say in an aggressive voice: "But I still hope that the teacher will maintain the tradition of Mingde Middle School. ”

"The 'Ming Mingde, close to the people, and stop at the best' of the "Book of Shang" is our school motto. The sage said, 'There is no class in teaching' is our aim. Wen Yi said slowly but firmly, "Other than that, I don't know what other traditions there are. ”

"Since Mr. Wen is the Shaozheng clan, of course he doesn't care so much about tradition." Dong Sichang sneered.

Wen Yi tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, and calmly counterattacked: "Since Dong Sichang is the son of the 'gentleman's distant son' in the "Analects" after Dong Sheng, I don't know if it conforms to the tradition you mentioned?" ”

"I ...... Teacher Wen," Dong Sichang's face turned red because of the speech: "Is it tolerable or unbearable!" If I don't choose another class leader, I will refuse to teach in this classroom! I do what I say! ”

Before Wen Yi could answer, a Xinchang figure stood up: "Then the next day, the whole Yongjin will know the fact that the future Lord Chengsheng Gong skipped class, and I will do what I say." Liang Muyuan said unceremoniously in a clear and powerful voice.

Running through the corridor, Lu Qiping finally caught up with Tang Wan in front of the elevator, he took a step forward and blocked the door: "Tang Wan!" ”

"I'm fine," Tang Wan whimpered, "I just want to be alone." ”

"Where are you going? I'll be with you. ”

Tang Wan lowered his head and shook his head desperately, his ponytail swaying.

"That'...... Then you promise me to be fine. ”

"Hmm." Tang Wan nodded.

Lu Qiping hesitated and let go of his body, watching Tang Wan walk into the elevator, close the door, and slowly disappear in front of his eyes.

The feeling of loss was unstoppable and soaked all over his body.