Chapter 67: It's cool to hold a sign
After completing a small goal, Fu Shangze happily went to catch the next strong man.
He turned around and leaned on Jiang Huaining's desk, and subconsciously opened his mouth to ask: "Do you want to report ......the school grass?" Halfway through his words, he noticed that his arm was in a plaster, so it was stuck.
Jiang Huaining didn't care, slowly raised his eyelashes, and asked with a smile: "Is there a project for people with disabilities?" Like the Paralympics. β
Fu Shangze stroked the back of his neck and smiled innocently, and turned to his tablemate: "Chen Jianbo, Liu Junyi, which project do you two want to apply for?" β
After talking about the two of them, Fu Shangze looked at the fact that there were still several vacancies in the girl's project, sighed a little tiredly, turned around and came to Lu Zhu again.
Before he could speak, Lu Zhu leaned on Zhang Ying in fright, avoiding Fu Shangze's approach, and crossed his hands in front of his chest: "What else do you want to do?" I've signed up for a project! β
"I'm not a flood beast, don't be like that." Fu Shangze said with a smile, "Look, are your long legs very suitable for high jump?" How easy it is to jump high, just jump, it doesn't cost physical strength. β
"You're not kidding." Lu Zhu continued to avoid him, "My net height is only 1.63 meters, and there are more girls taller than me, you go to them, please." β
"They signed up for something else."
"Don't think I'm a liar."
"Really, lie to you that I'm a puppy." Fu Shangze, a big boy, was coquettish and unrelenting, "The representative of the Chinese class, the representative of the class, you can report another one, I will invite you to drink milk tea." β
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After a few rounds of back and forth, Lu Zhu was defeated, and was fooled by Fu Shangze to report another high jump event. He's a pyramid scheme boss at all! Lu Zhu thought secretly.
The bell of the afternoon self-study rang, Fu Shangze raised the registration form with satisfaction, dusted it off, and returned to his seat.
Lu Zhu stared at his back, his eyes about to erupt into flames.
Jiang Huaining looked at her puffing appearance, and said in his heart, why weren't you so tough just now?
"You don't want to report that you won't refuse him?" He's funny.
Lu Zhu pursed his lips and was speechless to himself: "He has been begging me, but I am embarrassed to refuse." β
Fu Shangze just saw that she was the best to speak, so he repeatedly encouraged her to report a few more projects.
Jiang Huaining was thoughtful, that is to say, if you want her to agree to something in the future, do you just need to pull down your face and keep begging her?
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In the next few days, in the period before the evening self-study, Fu Shangze and Zeng Xiang organized everyone to go to the playground to practice lining up and walking in the right steps to prepare for the opening ceremony.
The class teacher has to go to the time to check the results of the exercise.
"It's still a bit messy, not neat enough, practice a few more times." Du Yigang clasped his arms in his hands, stood behind to observe the formation, his eyebrows furrowed from time to time, and he commented a few words.
There were other classes on the playground lining up in a square, competing with each other.
Du Yigang was not very enthusiastic about the sports meeting, and felt that delaying his studies would make students impetuous, but at this moment, he was aroused to win and pull them to correct them over and over again, which was comparable to the military training period.
All the students of the eighth class who were trained complained one after another.
It's just an opening ceremony, but it doesn't have to be so serious.
During the break, Du Yigang stood in front of the team, glanced around, and named Fu Shangze's name: "Did the girl in our class choose to hold the card?" β
Fu Shangze said: "Not yet." β
On the day of the opening ceremony, there must be a girl holding a class card in front of each class team to lead everyone into the venue, and the girl holding the card represents the faΓ§ade of the class.
Du Yigang didn't understand their private rules, and said perfunctorily: "Then choose now." Is there anyone among the girls who wants to hold up a card? β
Some girls want to stand up but are embarrassed, pushing and shoving, looking left and right.
There was silence in the team for a while, and Du Yigang knew that this would be the case, and asked: "Since no one has recommended themselves, do you have any favorite candidates?" Or let's have a vote. β
Everyone began to talk about it.
"It must be good-looking, the faΓ§ade of our class is responsible, and we can't be compared to other classes!"
"Lu Zhu, Lu Zhu!"
"Cheng Jingyuan!"
"Wang Lu!"
The boy in the back row simply shouted his name, and the loudest was Gu Cheng, who shouted Lu Zhu's name.
Lu Zhu was shocked when she heard this, she didn't want to be in the limelight. She followed the sound and looked straight at Gu Cheng, who stood out in the last row of the boys' team, and glared at him with apricot eyes. If she hadn't reached him, she would have wanted to kick him.
Gu Cheng raised his eyebrows and smiled wantonly, as if to say: Come and beat me.
In the end, Lu Zhu's voice was the highest, and Du Yigang directly handpicked Lu Zhu as he did when he was the representative of the course selection: "I see that most of the students choose Lu Zhu, so Lu Zhu will raise the card." Obviously decided, and symbolically asked Lu Zhu himself what he meant, "Lu Zhu, you have no opinion, right?" β
Lu Zhu dared to stare at Gu Cheng, how dare he do this in front of the teacher, so he had to nod silently and take on the heavy responsibility of holding up the card.
Du Yigang reminded her: "On the day of the opening ceremony, you have to wear customized clothes, you report the size to the life committee, and the school will distribute it uniformly." β
Lu Zhu said obediently: "Got it." β
There were still ten minutes to go before the evening self-study began, and everyone disbanded in place and returned to work with a delay.
Lu Zhu's steps were heavy, and she felt uncomfortable at the thought of holding the class card to walk in the front and attract attention. Since she was a child, she didn't like to express herself, saying that she didn't have a sense of collective honor when she said it was ugly, but it was actually because of her personality. She has a bad mentality and can't afford big things, so she just wants to drown in the crowd and not be noticed.
Ye Zhenzhen comforted her: "Don't worry, it's super cool to hold a sign, and someone has no chance to fight for it." As far as I know, Cheng Jingyuan really wants to raise her cards. β
"Then why didn't she take the initiative to mention it to the teacher?" Lu Zhu was puzzled, "The teacher asked who was willing to be at the beginning. β
If Cheng Jingyuan stood up at that time, there would be nothing to do with her, she couldn't wait.
"She's embarrassed." Ye Zhenzhen shrugged.
Zhang Ying interrupted them with a blank face: "Two, don't rub it in, hurry back to the classroom, I can't hold it anymore." β
Ye Zhenzhen sneered: "Hurry to go to the toilet? β
"No, I'll have a big deal if it's too late." Zhang Ying approached the two of them and whispered, "The menstrual holiday is coming, and the next day, the amount is so much that it will die." β
Walking back and forth on the playground several times, she was already uncomfortable, and she didn't dare to ask for leave, it was not easy to endure until now, she felt like she was about to leak.
Lu Zhu can understand that feeling too well, I believe that she is not the only one, as long as she is a girl, she has encountered this kind of embarrassment in school. Sometimes the teacher delays the class for a few minutes and has no time to change the sanitary napkin, which is too painful.
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Rushing to the class, Zhang Ying hurriedly went to the toilet, fumbled in her schoolbag for a while, and took out a sanitary napkin and hid it in her sleeve. Who knows, a classmate passing by the aisle accidentally bumped into her, and the sanitary napkin that was not placed in the sleeve fell to the ground with a click.
Zhao Qi looked down and saw a pink sanitary napkin lying at his feet.
If you change to another boy, you either don't see it, or you blushed and apologized. What kind of person Zhao Qi is, the difference between him and the gangsters in society is that he is still sitting in the classroom.
He laughed, lest others notice, "Ouch, what is this?" β
Most of the students returned to the classroom, and his strange scream instantly attracted everyone's attention. The boys who followed him on weekdays burst into laughter, and the words of ridicule came as soon as they opened their mouths: "Brother Zhao, don't tell me this is yours." You still use this, you can't see it. β
"Fuck off."
Zhao Qi smiled and kicked over.
Zhang Ying stood on the seat at a loss, her face flushed, and she wanted to go over to pick it up, but she watched Zhao Qi raise her foot and kick the sanitary napkin out of the distance.
The boys' unbridled laughter echoed in his ears.
Everyone watched, Zhang Ying stood there stiffly, this is not picking it up, if you don't pick it up, the sanitary napkin will always be in the aisle.
Zhang Ying was about to cry.
Lu Zhu closed her eyes and endured for two seconds, but she still chose to stand up because she didn't want to be in the limelight, kicked off the stool and walked to the back, bent down to pick up the sanitary napkin, and scolded Zhao Qi: "Sick." β
In front of so many people, Zhao Qi was embarrassed by a girl, his cheekbones twitched, and the tip of his tongue touched the corner of his mouth: "Who the did you say was sick?" There's a kind of you say again! β
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