When I was looking out the window, I suddenly heard another voice in the classroom.
"Each large group selects a team leader to supervise weeding."
Turning around to look, Wen Yiyi didn't know when she had reached the podium in front of the classroom.
"Are we going to compete?" "Squad leader, is this someone's responsibility?" "Are we really going to compete? Are there any rewards?"
"You talk the most. When will the weeding be finished?" "You know that." "I already knew it."
The originally quiet classroom suddenly became noisy.
Contest? After Ren Yuan was slightly startled, he couldn't help but feel happy. Are these students here to cause trouble?
On such a hot day, it is normal to mow the grass for a while, cool down for a while, chat for a while and then mow the grass for a while.
Who will go to the competition?
"Hey, that's interesting." His deskmate patted Ren Yuan's arm gently, "What did you guys in Class 6 do before?"
Hearing the sound, Ren Yuan glanced at his deskmate and remained silent.
How did they do it? They did nothing, weeded normally, and then, finished and went home.
"We haven't been divided into groups before," before Ren Yuan could reply, his deskmate smiled and started talking again, "Our third class was very casual before. Everyone picked a piece and then chatted together. Look up and realize it’s over.”
Class three? Ren Yuan couldn't help but blink and looked again and again at his deskmate who kept talking.
Class three! It seems that Jiang Tong is from class three, right?
Brother Xiangyang came with her this morning. I wonder when Jiang Tong arrived at school? I don’t know, in the next time, will he silently accompany her after school like last year?
Thinking of this, Ren Yuan suddenly felt a little uneasy.
Should she tell Jiang Tong that it would be better not to follow her in the future?
It's been a long time since we left, so it would be bad if there were no more misunderstandings.
Ren Yuan gently rubbed the index finger and thumb of his left hand.
Otherwise, should Brother Xiangyang go to Jiang Tong to explain? After all, it was brother Xiang Yang who pushed Jiang Tong over in the first place.
Well, let's do it this way. After all, she is a girl, so it's up to Brother Xiangyang to solve this matter. Of course, if Jiang Tong is not there and doesn't follow them when they leave in the afternoon, forget it.
Ren Yuan smiled: "It's almost the same."
"Oh." My deskmate suddenly came over with a smile, "I noticed that you look quite handsome when I look closer."
ah? Ren Yuan was slightly startled.
hansome? Is this topic changing a little too quickly?
What does pulling weeds have to do with her good looks?
In fact, she wasn't ugly, she just didn't like dressing up. She often forgets to apply incense, so Wang Ningning uses up one bag of Yu Meijing in a month. After one semester, she can't use half of the bag. Naturally, Wang Ningning is generous enough to digest it for her.
Hey, Wang Ningning, suddenly remembered that it had been most of the morning, and he actually forgot to look for Wang Ningning.
I don’t know which class that naughty guy is assigned to now.
When I go out to weed for a while, see if I can see Wang Ningning.
"Yes, competition."
Wen Yiyi's very recognizable and clear voice came from the front of the classroom.
"Ah, is it a real competition?" "Real or fake?" "I've already said it, is there still a fake one?" "Have you, the old class, always been like this before?"
"Yes, we have always been like this." "What's weird about this? When you gather in a group, you must have a sense of competition."
The classroom immediately became excited.
Ren Yuan looked at Wen Yi with some confusion.
Is she fainted? She is in Class 1 of the third grade of junior high school now, and she is not an elementary school. How can she still compete after pulling a weed? Will there be a reward for first place?
It was originally a formal matter, we got together to weed in the summer. Besides, there was an empty space in front of the classroom. There was only a row of trees against the south wall of the campus, and almost half of the trees extended outside the campus. There are almost no green leaves on campus and there is no coolness.
Wen Yiyi actually wants to compete? ? !
"It's interesting," my deskmate looked at Ren Yuan with a smile, "What do you think? Deputy squad leader."
Ah! Upon hearing this, Ren Yuan glanced at his deskmate, smiled slightly, and remained silent.
What does she think? Of course I saw it with my eyes!
How else could she see it? The class teacher has already told us that Wen Yiyi, the regular class leader, will arrange the weeding matters.
How could she, a small deputy monitor, face the dignified monitor?
of course not!
What she wants to fight for is just Brother Xiangyang, ahem, no, no, no, what she wants to fight for is just the academic ranking.
Although, I never won the battle once!
Thinking of this, my heart suddenly felt blocked. I accidentally saw the cup placed in the upper right corner of the desk, and instantly felt relieved again.
At least she won in the case of Brother Xiangyang.
Thinking of Brother Xiangyang, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.
"Listen to the monitor." Ren Yuan responded, turned to look at the people on the podium, and glanced around the classroom with the corner of his eye.
She also wants to know how many people in the current class support Wen Yiyi. Are those in the older class supportive? Or are you against it? Also, among the twenty or so newly assigned people, how many will buy into Wen Yiyi's account?
"Oh!" The deskmate responded and looked towards the podium.
"Is there any reward?" Someone suddenly raised his voice in the noisy classroom.
There was a moment of silence, and then it was boiling again.
"Yes, yes, are there rewards?" "There will be rewards naturally if there is a competition. Is this even a question? Are you stupid?"
Ren Yuan glanced at Wen Yiyi on the podium, who still had the unfazed expression, smiled lightly, looked around the classroom, and said nothing.
This is too calm.
Could it be that there really is some reward?
Looking towards the noisy classmates in the classroom, I found two completely different reactions.
Most of the classmates were sitting with smiles, staring at Wen Yiyi, and looking at her from time to time.
Oops, I took a closer look, ahem, I saw it wrong. I looked towards the window where she was, to be precise, outside the window. It seemed that she was a little calm and a little expectant.
She understood that these people must be members of the older group.
It seems that those people are familiar with Wen Yiyi's routine.
Others, on the other hand, were shouting restlessly, slapping their hands to the left, glancing to the right, and discussing.
These people, like her, are outsiders!
"Yes, there is a reward." Wen Yiyi's pleasant voice sounded in the classroom.
"Really?" "The head teacher didn't say anything just now." "Yes, the head teacher didn't seem to say anything."
The classroom instantly felt like a fried pot and became lively again.
"What kind of reward will it be?" The classmate couldn't help but come over, "Do you know? Deputy monitor?"
Ahem, Ren Yuan smiled slightly and shook his head: "From now on, call me Ren Yuan."
Deputy monitor?
She, a person who has been the monitor for eight years, now feels weird listening to her as the deputy monitor!
"The reward will be announced later. Let's decide on the team leader first."
Appoint team leader? Are you still playing it for real?
Ren Yuan heard the sound and looked towards Wen Yiyi on the podium, just in time to catch Wen Yiyi's gaze looking towards her.
"Let Ren Yuan be the leader of the first group."
