The remaining clouds in the sky are like cotton, and the fiery red sunset is mixed with it, forming a beautiful picture.

The faces of the girls on the ground were attached with a light red color by the sunset, and they were beaked and swallowed.

Jiang Hongcha held two paper bags with the future girl’s panda logo in both hands and turned around and said to Jiang Lanqing: “Squad leader, the store you recommended is really good, the style is so beautiful.”

Today, she spent almost all the money on her body, mainly for buying clothes.

"I think it's not expensive, too."

Before Jiang Lanqing could answer, the girl standing next to her answered first.

Jiang Lanqing listened to their discussion and was honored. He closed his fingers with his hands and held a paper packaging bag in front of his knees, and smiled softly and said in a low voice: "So I'm only wearing its clothes now."

Dingxiang also carried a bag in her hand, and she bought the most expensive sweatshirt and the most expensive pair of tight jeans.

Although she felt that the girl's grade was a little lower, she still couldn't resist her love.

And if everyone buys it, it will appear unsociable if you don’t buy it alone.

Before entering the school gate, gentle and cheerful music came from the teaching building.

Lu Lan took out her cell phone and looked at the screen and said, "Let's go back to the dormitory quickly! Otherwise, it will be bad if you are late later."

"Lu Lan, what do we go back to the dormitory now? Just go to the classroom directly." Another girl said with a smile.

"Too."

The rest agreed with her.

After they walked into the classroom, the whole classroom also became noisy.

"Yun Jingxue, Yuan Hong, don't you call me when you go shopping for clothes?" A girl with short hair complained.

He stood up and snatched the paper bag from Yun Jingxue's hand, took out the sweatshirt inside and put it on his upper body and gestured.

"I understand. Today it was Dingxiang who called us. I'll go down and take you there." Yun Jingxue said with a smile.

Zhang Fan looked at the girls chattering in groups of three or five, and quietly gave Jiang Lanqing a thumbs up and whispered: "My wife is amazing. You are shopping and selling goods!"

Jiang Lan cleared Zhang Fan's eyes and slapped his mouth. "I didn't mention the commission."

Then he told me about Liu Mei. "Thanks to her giving me a few pills to moisten my throat, my throat didn't hurt so much when I came back."

Then he lowered his head and leaned his upper body towards Zhang Fan. He asked in words they could only hear: "How is your canvassing work going? Some of us girls want to be the class monitor. At that time, I am afraid that your handsome man's plan will be no more important than sisterly relationship."

Zhang Fan pointed to his head with his finger and said proudly: "The most important canvassing votes is here. Getting closer to the relationship a few days ago is just a prelude to it."

Jiang Lanqing did not seem happy, but asked back: "You haven't written a campaign draft?"

"What kind of campaign draft is required to run for a squad leader? I can easily cope with it when I perform on the spot." Zhang Fan said confidently.

"Just brag!" Jiang Lanqing rolled his eyes again.

He looked up and glanced at the classroom. After seeing Wei Weibo burying his head and writing hard, he took out a pen and paper from his desk and sighed.

"Forget it, I'll write it for you. Who made me feel so lazy about a boyfriend?"

"It's really not necessary." Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing seriously and said. He was still confident in his speaking ability.

"No, I'll write for you." Jiang Lanqing said without raising her head, just to enjoy the process.

===

"Students, from tomorrow onwards, we will officially devote ourselves to interesting and boring learning. In order for everyone to have a better learning atmosphere, we will conduct democratic selection of class cadres tonight, and the whole process will be fair, just and open."

"All students who want to contribute their own strength to the class are welcome to recommend themselves to walk onto the podium to give a speech."

Ju Minghong's opening remark was neat and clean, without leaving any water. After saying a few words, he walked off the podium, stood in the upper right corner of the classroom, and closed the front at the same time.

After she finished speaking, the classroom was quiet for a moment, and the students who wanted to run were hesitating.

Students who don’t want to run for the election are looking around, curious about who is the first to eat crabs.

Wei Weibo straightened his body and looked around the classroom. He wanted to see those competitors who were his own, and at the same time waited for the first person to go up and make a fool of himself.

He was full of confidence in becoming a squad leader, so he naturally wanted to make the finale, and at the same time he could learn from the lessons of the previous speakers.

Seeing that no one was willing to come up, Ju Minghong glanced around the classroom and said loudly: "Students should be more active, this is a good opportunity to exercise themselves."

"Have you written it?" Zhang Fan asked in a low voice.

"immediately......"

Before Jiang Lanqing could finish his words, Zhang Fan took the speech from her and walked to the podium.

Ju Minghong took the lead in applauding. "Let us welcome Zhang Fan to give his campaign speech with warm applause."

The applause below is more enthusiastic than the boys. This is a world where you look at your face.

Wei Weibo looked at Zhang Fan standing on the podium with confidence, and his heart was suddenly trembling. The applause just now indicates that some of Zhang Fan’s supporters were.

"Are you secretly canvassing votes behind my back?"

But before he could think too much, Zhang Fan had already spoken.

"Hello, hello, classmates, my name is Zhang Fan..."

After Zhang Fan's simple opening remarks, he began to talk freely.

"If I become a class monitor, the first thing I do is to take out part of the class fee and organize the whole class to reunite after the semester."

"Although we will re-subscribe from next semester, the memories of this semester are still stored in our brains. I hope that when everyone recalls in the future, a smile will appear on the corners of their mouths. Our Class One is a passionate and united class, and we don't want other classes to leave like the others."

When he said this, Zhang Fan paused for a moment, pointed his thumb at the blackboard behind him and said, "And we have to keep pressing the next door."

"Opinion." Luo Yicheng applauded and echoed.

Jiang Lanqing also had his hands red when he patted him.

"The second thing I will put a recyclable trash can at the end of the classroom, specifically collecting empty plastic water bottles we drink on weekdays, and then selling them to the garbage collectors. By the end of the period, I will donate them to children in remote areas in the name of Class 1, Class 2009, Rongcheng High School."

"good."

The applause below interrupted Zhang Fan's words.

“The third thing…”

......

Zhang Fan did not say anything like "serving the students" or "dedicating himself to the class", but instead explained his idea of ​​the class in an orderly manner and how to achieve these goals.

"Finally, I heard that the school will have the best class selection activities every semester. When I give a speech under the national flag, I will speak out loudly in front of all the teachers and students in the school."

"The first place, we won the first place in Class 1, Grade 2009."

"Domsy leaks out."

This is the first word that comes to mind after Ju Minghong listens to the speech of her student.

Whether it was his expression when he spoke or his purpose of being a class monitor, he was telling his classmates.

"Choose me, you will have a better class."

Zhang Fan painted a very beautiful scene to his classmates that can be achieved with a little effort.

When he walked down, the applause became much warmer than when he went up, and it resounded throughout Ziqiang Building.

Dingxiang also began to applaud. She had to admit that the things Zhang Fan said were all things she had thought about before, but she didn't have the chance to say them.

Many people have the same idea as lilac.

After Zhang Fan sat down, Jiang Lanqing took the election manuscript he wrote to him from him expressionlessly, because he read the first and last words according to the above.

Then he whispered: "You gave a good speech, squad leader Zhang Fan."

After saying that, she couldn't help laughing.

Ju Minghong waved his hand to stop the applause below, and when he calmed down in the classroom, he first praised Zhang Fan.

"Zhang Fan's speech was very good. I was so moved by the teacher that I was so excited. The students who came up next can learn from him. Don't talk empty words, but explain their goals and how to achieve them clearly."

Then he said, "Are there any other students coming up to run for the class monitor?"

Wei Weibo glanced at Zhang Fan, then looked at his campaign draft, and was very unwilling to knead it into a ball and stuffed it into his pants pocket.

There is no suspense about the position of squad leader, so he will no longer be a green leaf.

When Zhang Fan saw that Wei Weibo didn't even have the courage to stand up, he suddenly felt a little bored.

"Oh, this is what Dugu Qiubai feels like!"

Seeing that no one came on stage, Ju Minghong walked onto the podium again, picked up chalk and wrote "Second Leader: Zhang Fan" on the blackboard, turned around and said, "Welcome to our class monitor, everyone applauded."

After the applause stopped, the three words "Deputy Team Leader" were written on the blackboard.

"The deputy class monitor is selected among girls, it is best to be a student living on campus. Female students are welcome to raise their hands and sign up enthusiastically."

Jiang Lanqing's little hand was immediately raised high. She was thinking of a couple and not being tired of working.

Dingxiang hesitated for a moment and raised her hand.

This time, Ju Minghe did not ask them to give an election speech, but directly appointed him.

"Welcome to our deputy class monitor, everyone applauded and welcomed."
To be continued...