It rained on Friday afternoon.

Cheng Mo watched the rain wash over the rectangular white building of the school, the red flags dangling in the rapid raindrops, the camphor trees on both sides of the road were crackling, and groups of students with umbrellas were walking towards the school auditorium, like colorful plastic flowers floating on the river, flowing towards the auditorium.

was about to walk out of the corridor, Yan Yitong, who was holding an explosive head, opened the pink rabbit umbrella she held in her hand, turned to Cheng Mo and said, "You don't plan to get drenched in the rain, do you?"

Cheng Mo glanced up at the dense rain line in the gray sky, it was really not suitable to walk through the rain and the trail was not too short, so he said: "My umbrella was taken away by Fu Yuanzhuo...."

Fu Yuanzhuo went to the auditorium in advance to prepare and took Cheng Mo's umbrella away.

In the morning, the weather was just very cloudy and did not rain, although Cheng Mo, who looked at the weather forecast every day, reminded Fu Yuanzhuo, but Fu Yuanzhuo and Song Xizhe, who were not in the habit of carrying umbrellas, still did not bring them, only Yan Yitong listened to Cheng Mo's words and brought an umbrella, which came in handy at this moment.

In fact, Cheng Mo likes rainy days, when it rains, he holds an umbrella, the cold raindrops surround him, he alone is a small world, he can quietly watch the people in the rain hurry, the small raindrops make everyone's distance distant, and even the delivery of food will delay some more time.

"That girl is good, give you a chance to help me with an umbrella!" Yan Yitong said with a smile.

It seems that at some moments, this rain also seems to bring people closer together.

But it's a pity that it's not right now, just after Yan Yitong's words fell, Zhen Siqi also happened to appear here, and said, "Didn't Cheng Mo bring an umbrella?"

Cheng Mo turned his head and glanced at Zhen Siqi, nodded, but didn't explain much.

Zhen Siqi smiled and handed the transparent umbrella in her hand to Cheng Mo, "Then you hit me, I'll fight Yan Yitong and I....."

Cheng Mo naturally did not refuse, took the umbrella and said, "Thank you!"

Zhen Siqi didn't notice that Yan Yitong's smile stiffened, took a step forward and grabbed Yan Yitong who was holding an umbrella, and walked into the rain curtain side by side with her.

Cheng Mo opened Zhen Siqi's transparent umbrella and followed behind the two people, the raindrops crackled and knocked on the plastic umbrella cloth, and the rain flowed down the curved umbrella one by one.

Although the two girls under the umbrella are wearing school uniforms, their backs are completely different styles, Zhen Siqi is petite and plump, and Yan Yitong is tall, thin and slender, no matter what kind of girly charm is shown.

Especially Yan Yitong, the black knee-length stockings are wrapped around the calves, which looks more slender, and the thighs are partially exposed, round and white, with a blue and red plaid skirt, which is very visually impactful, compared to Zhen Siqi, it is far less eye-catching than Yan Yitong's legs.

Even Cheng Mo couldn't help but glance at Yan Yitong's beautiful legs and Yingying's waist a few more times, not to mention the other boys, he saw several boys rushing in front of Yan Yitong, and then pretended to turn back, probably Yan Yitong's front made them a little disappointed, so they then set their eyes on Zhen Siqi's side, and then left with a smile.

Zhen Siqi also noticed this situation, and whispered in Yan Yitong's ear: "Yan Yitong, I think you should straighten your hair and wear a pair of contact lenses, then it will definitely be much more beautiful.....

Of course Yan Yitong knows, but she doesn't plan to show her true face in school, unless she ....... So she smiled and said, "I'm too lazy to get it! Isn't the task of our students to study hard? Haven't met anyone you like yet, what are you going to dress up for?"

"Wow, you're still so conservative, aren't girls dressed up to please themselves?"

"If it's just to please myself, I think it's good for me to be like this, if I understand me, I understand, and if I don't understand, forget it!"

Zhen Siqi asked mysteriously, "Huh..... Then you haven't met a boy who understands you?"

Yan Yitong resisted the urge to look back at Cheng Mo, rolled his eyes, and reached out to poke Zhen Siqi's bulging chest, "Zhen Siqi didn't expect you to be so gossipy." ”

Zhen Siqi hurriedly slapped Yan Yitong's hand with a smile, "I hate it!" and then whispered: "You yourself are not without ....."

Yan Yitong smiled and said, "I'm about to be negligible!" After a pause, Yan Yitong whispered in Zhen Siqi's ear and asked, "Hey..... Yan Siqi ..... Why your.... Can you grow that big?"

"Uh, I don't know, maybe it's because I like milk and cheese!"

Yan Yitong kept these two items in his heart, and planned to eat milk and cheese every day from tomorrow, but he must not lose to Xie Minyun for this reason, it would be too embarrassing.

At this time, the two had already walked into the canopy of the auditorium, Zhen Siqi turned around and wanted to call Cheng Mo together, but he couldn't see Cheng Mo's figure behind him, Zhen Siqi turned his head and asked, "Where did Cheng Mo go?"

Yan Yitong knew that Cheng Mo had arranged for Song Xizhe to spy on something, and he didn't know if he went to Song Xizhe's bedroom halfway just now, so Yan Yitong said: "Maybe it's going to Fu Yuanzhuo.....!

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The auditorium is densely packed with people, the space is full of damp atmosphere, the election has not officially begun, the noisy buzzing sound is resounding in the auditorium, the spotlights on the stage are all on, the wooden floor is shining yellow, and there is a red banner hanging on it - "2018 School Year Changya Student Union Cadre Election".

Because the election of student union officials is after school on Friday, and attendance is not counted, so in previous years, many students would escape, and it is good that Changya's auditorium can sit for most of it.

Even though this year's student council election has attracted much attention, many people think that today's bad weather should affect the enthusiasm of students to watch the election, but the auditorium was full, and almost all the high school students came, which was really unexpected.

It didn't take long for the campaign host Shen Mengjie to come to the stage, and the position of host was specially arranged for Shen Mengjie by Yu Junshan to increase her exposure. This was followed by Vice President Wan's speech, and then the campaign began.

In fact, the previous election is all a formality, there are no competitors for each position, at most it is a matter of deciding whether it is the vice-president, there is not much difference between voting and not voting, and one by one on the stage will talk about how it will be this year, basically the front is spent in boredom, and everyone is waiting for the highlight of the final presidential election.

After the election of the learning department and the literature and art department is over, it is the turn of the student union president to elect, at this moment Fu Yuanzhuo is sitting in the background a little nervous, although he has been strengthening and practicing the level of speech this week, but he is really facing almost two thousand people, and facing sixty or seventy people, that feeling is completely different.

The speeches of the last four people who ran for president, Fu Yuanzhuo was arranged in the second, after Liu Baisong, Yu Junshan was naturally the finale, in fact, the position of the second person on stage was quite unfavorable, and it was not easy to be impressed, but this kind of little trick Fu Yuanzhuo didn't have the leisure to care, he was still silently reciting the new speech in his heart, and imagining the situation that might arise, such as the topic suddenly lost his voice and the like....

With the election of Xu Yawei, the minister of literature and art, the atmosphere began to warm up, Liu Baisong, who was not far from Fu Yuanzhuo, had already begun to prepare, he stood at the backstage curtain and watched the crowd under the stage chanting words, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and his eyes were also dim, perhaps he already knew that he was destined to sink into the sand this time.

Fu Yuanzhuo looked at Liu Baisong, who was in a completely wrong mood, and didn't know whether to open his mouth to comfort him, he remembered that Cheng Mo had told him that maybe Liu Baisong was the person he needed to win over in the future, but Fu Yuanzhuo didn't like Liu Baisong at all, and didn't want to talk to him at all, which made Fu Yuanzhuo doubt whether he could really meet Cheng Mo's requirements.

After thinking for a long time, Fu Yuanzhuo spoke: "Senior Liu Baisong, I think you have to relax properly, I feel that your emotions are completely tight, so that your throat will be a little tight, very dry, and it will appear to be emotionless....."

Liu Baisong looked back at Fu Yuanzhuo and was a little surprised, he didn't expect Fu Yuanzhuo to take the initiative to talk to him, as if he was mentioning him, Liu Baisong didn't quite understand what Fu Yuanzhuo wanted to do, and said nonchalantly: "Thank you." ”

Fu Yuanzhuo took out a box of fisherman's throat lozenges from his pocket and handed it to Liu Baisong, "Eat one, this can not only relieve your emotions, make your brain clearer, but also restore your throat to some ......"

Liu Baisong hesitated for a moment before taking the iron box from Fu Yuanzhuo's hand, and at this time, Yu Junshan, who happened to have not appeared, also belatedly walked from the import to the backstage, unlike the school uniforms that everyone else wore, Yu Junshan wore a straight black suit alone, with light makeup on his face, and deliberately combed a big shiny back, and the whole person looked heroic, which was probably the reason why he was late.

Fu Yuanzhuo glanced at Yu Junshan, who was coaxed by the stinky fart, and rolled his eyes.

Yu Junshan also saw Fu Yuanzhuo handing throat lozenges to Liu Baisong, holding his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Yo! As a competitor, your atmosphere is quite harmonious!"

Liu Baisong was embarrassed when he held the iron box, and he didn't open it to take one at the moment, which made it clear that he didn't take Yu Junshan in his eyes. But it's not to pay it back to Fu Yuanzhuo directly, doesn't it seem that he Liu Baisong has to look at Yu Junshan's face to act, but he is the younger brother of Yu Junshan's subordinates?

So Liu Baisong could only laugh dryly twice, and then didn't say a word, intending to mix up.

Fu Yuanzhuo was not afraid of Yu Junshan, and he also keenly noticed that the relationship between Liu Baisong and Yu Junshan did not seem to be very good, so he sneered and said: "Even a student union cadre has not yet been elected, so he put on the face of a national cadre, who do you say you are calling for this official tone?"

Yu Junshan glanced at Fu Yuanzhuo, and said lightly: "Fu Yuanzhuo, don't think that with Cheng Mo to help you, you can win me, you are a complete loser in my eyes, without Cheng Mo, without your family background, you are just a piece of garbage.... No, maybe you're not even as good as garbage, at least garbage can be recycled...."

Although Fu Yuanzhuo's sarcasm for Junshan has been able to face it calmly, it doesn't mean that he doesn't keep this account in his heart, he snorted coldly and said the famous sentence of the ghost animal Zhuge through the ages: "A dog with a broken spine dares to bark wildly in front of our army! I have never seen such a brazen person!"

When these familiar words came out, some people around couldn't help but chuckle, and even Liu Baisong turned his head, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he suppressed the urge to laugh before turning around.

Yu Junshan's face turned pale, raised his eyebrows, held back his anger, and said in a contemptuous tone: "I don't know where you got the confidence to speak ruthlessly, and you still have the courage to participate in the election of the student union president.....? Oh, by the way, you can still cry at Cheng Mo and see if his half-assed waste can help you....."

Fu Yuan Zhuoteng stood up from the chair, pointed at Yu Junshan angrily and said: "Yu Junshan, you are still running for the president of the student union with such a little quality and level? I have studied with Du Leng for so many years, I haven't learned anything, I can only talk trash, let's see who will cry later!"

(The election ends tomorrow morning..... ）