Rebel Demon King

Chapter 401 Turning against the wind and rising to the sun (8)

It rained on Friday afternoon.

Cheng Mo watched the rain wash against the school's rectangular white building, the red flag drooped in the rapid raindrops, the camphor trees on both sides of the road were beaten, and groups of students were beating The umbrella is walking towards the school auditorium, like colorful plastic flowers floating on the river, flowing towards the auditorium.

About to walk out of the corridor, Yan Yitong, who was wearing an afro, opened the pink rabbit umbrella she held in her hand, turned to Cheng Mo and said, "You don't intend to get in the rain, do you?"

Cheng Mo looked up at the dense rain lines in the gray sky, and it was really not suitable for walking through the rain on the not-so-short trail, so he said, "My umbrella was taken away by Fu Yuanzhuo."

Fu Yuanzhuo went to the auditorium ahead of time to prepare, and took away Cheng Mo's umbrella.

In the morning, the weather was only very cloudy and there was no rain. Although Cheng Mo, who watched the weather forecast every day, reminded Fu Yuanzhuo, Fu Yuanzhuo and Song Xizhe, who were not used to bringing umbrellas, still did not bring them. Only Yan Yitong listened to Cheng Mo’s words, Bring an umbrella, this moment will come in handy.

In fact, Cheng Mo likes rainy days very much. When it rains, he holds an umbrella, and the cold raindrops surround him. He is a small world by himself. He can quietly watch the people hurrying in the rain, the little raindrops Let the distance between everyone become farther, and even the delivery of food will delay some time.

"That girl, please do me a favor, I'll give you a chance to hold my umbrella!" Yan Yitong said with a smile.

It seems that at certain moments, this rain also seems to narrow the distance between people.

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

Cheng Mo turned his head and glanced at Zhen Siqi, then 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 will fight with Yan Yitong."

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

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

Cheng Mo opened Zhen Siqi's transparent umbrella and followed behind the two of them. The raindrops hit the plastic umbrella cloth one by one, and the rainwater flowed down the curved umbrella one by one.

Although the two girls under the umbrella are both wearing school uniforms, their backs have completely different styles. Zhen Siqi is petite and plump, while Yan Yitong is taller, thinner and slender. Both of them show the beautiful charm of girls.

Especially Yan Yitong, black knee-length stockings wrapped around her calves, making her look even more slender, with a part of her thighs exposed, round and fair, paired with a blue and red plaid skirt, it 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 taking a few more glances at Yan Yitong's Wannian series of beautiful legs and Yingying's waist, not to mention the other boys. He saw several boys rushing in front of Yan Yitong, and then pretended to turn around, probably They were a little disappointed by Yan Yitong's front face, so they then set their eyes on Zhen Siqi's side, and then left happily.

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, it will definitely look much prettier."

Of course Yan Yitong knew it, but she didn't intend to show her true colors in school, unless... So she smiled and said: "I'm too lazy to do it! Isn't the task of our students to study hard! Besides, girls who want to please themselves haven't met anyone they like yet. , what to dress up?"

"Wow! You are still so conservative in thinking, don't girls dress up to please themselves?"

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

Zhen Siqi asked in a mysterious whisper: "Uh, so you haven't met a boy who understands you?"

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

Zhen Siqi quickly smiled and patted Yan Yitong's hand, "It's disgusting!" Then she whispered, "It's not like you don't have one yourself."

Yan Yitong laughed "hee hee" and said, "I'm going to ignore it!" After a pause, Yan Yitong whispered into Zhen Siqi's ear, "Hey Zhen Siqi, why did yours grow so big?"

"Eh? I don't know either! Maybe it's because I like to drink milk and eat cheese!"

Yan Yitong kept these two things in mind, 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 area of ​​the auditorium. Zhen Siqi turned around and wanted to ask Cheng Mo to join her, but she couldn't see Cheng Mo behind her. Zhen Siqi turned her head and asked, "Where did Cheng Mo go?"

Yan Yitong knew that Cheng Mo arranged for Song Xizhe to monitor something, and wondered if he went to Song Xizhe's dormitory halfway, so Yan Yitong said, "Maybe he went to find Fu Yuanzhuo! Let's leave him alone."

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The auditorium was crowded with people, and the space in Nuoda was full of damp air. The election had not officially started yet, and the noisy buzzing sounded in the auditorium. The spotlights on the stage were all on, and the The wooden floor was shining brightly yellow, and there was a red banner hanging on it - "Changya Student Union Cadre Election for the 2018 School Year".

Because the election of student council officers was held after school on Fridays, and attendance was not counted, many students would escape from elections in previous years. It would be considered good if Changya’s auditorium could accommodate more than half of the seats.

Even though this year's student union election has attracted much attention, many people think that the bad weather today will affect the enthusiasm of the students to watch the election. However, the auditorium is full, and almost all the high school students come Yes, it was unexpected.

Not long after, Shen Mengjie, the campaign host, took the stage. Yu Junshan specially arranged the position of host for Shen Mengjie to increase her exposure.This was followed by a speech by Vice President Wan, and then the campaign began.

In fact, the previous elections were all a formality. There were no competitors for each position. At most, it was a matter of deciding whether to vote or not. It was all spent in boredom, and everyone was waiting for the highlight of the final chairman election.

After the election of the study department and the literature and art department is over, it will be the turn of the election of the president of the student union. At this moment, Fu Yuanzhuo is a little nervous sitting in the background. Although he has been strengthening and practicing his speech level this week, he really faces almost 2000 people , and facing six or seventy people, that feeling is completely different.

Fu Yuanzhuo was assigned the second speech of the last four candidates running for the chairmanship. After Liu Bosong, Yu Junshan was naturally the finale. In fact, the second position is quite unfavorable, and it is not easy to keep He was deeply impressed, but Fu Yuanzhuo didn't care about this little trick. He was still silently reciting the new speech script in his heart, and imagining possible situations, such as sudden loss of voice on the topic.
As Xu Yawei, the candidate for Minister of Arts and Culture, came to the stage, the atmosphere became heated. Liu Bosong, who was not far from Fu Yuanzhuo, had already started to prepare. Beads of sweat were dotted on his face, and his eyes were dimmed, maybe he already knew that he was doomed to fall into the sand this time.

Fu Yuanzhuo looked at Liu Bosong who was in a completely wrong mood, and didn't know whether he should say a few words of comfort. He remembered that Cheng Mo told him that maybe Liu Bosong was the one he needed to win over in the future, but Fu Yuanzhuo didn't like Liu Bosong at all. He didn't want to talk to him at all, which made Fu Yuanzhuo doubt whether he could really meet Cheng Mo's request.

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

Liu Bosong looked back at Fu Yuanzhuo with a bit of surprise. He didn't expect that Fu Yuanzhuo would take the initiative to talk to him, as if he was mentioning him. Liu Bosong didn't quite understand what Fu Yuanzhuo wanted to do, so he said in a neutral manner :"thanks."

Fu Yuanzhuo took out a box of fisherman's throat lozenges from his pocket, and handed it to Liu Bosong, "Take one, it will not only relieve the mood, make the brain clearer, but also restore the throat."

Liu Bosong hesitated for a moment before taking the iron box from Fu Yuanzhuo. At this time, Yu Junshan, who happened to have never appeared, also came to the backstage from the entrance, different from the school uniform worn by everyone else. Yu Junshan was wearing a neat black suit by himself, with light makeup on his face, and a shiny back hair, which made him look heroic, which was probably the reason why he came late.

Fu Yuanzhuo rolled his eyes as he glanced at the stinky Yu Junshan.

Yu Junshan also saw Fu Yuanzhuo handing throat lozenges to Liu Posong, with his hands behind his back, he said with a half-smile, "Hey! As competitors, you guys have a pretty harmonious atmosphere!"

Liu Bosong held the iron box with an embarrassing expression on his face, he didn't want to open it to take one at the moment, it made it clear that he didn't take Yu Junshan seriously.But it's not right to pay Fu Yuanzhuo directly. Doesn't that mean that Liu Bosong must act according to Yu Junshan's face, but he is Yu Junshan's younger brother?
So Liu Bosong could only laugh a few times, and then said nothing, intending to get away with it.

Fu Yuanzhuo was not afraid of Yu Junshan, and keenly noticed that the relationship between Liu Bosong and Yu Junshan seemed to be not very good, so he said with a sneer: "You haven't even been elected as a student union cadre, so you just pretend to be a national cadre." Your face, who do you think you are calling this bureaucratic accent?"

Yu Junshan turned his head to look at Fu Yuanzhuo, and said lightly: "Fu Yuanzhuo, don't think that with Cheng Mo helping you, you can defeat me, you are a complete loser in my eyes, no more Cheng Mo, without your family background, you are just trash no, maybe you are not as good as trash, at least the trash can be recycled"

Although Fu Yuanzhuo was able to face Jun Shan's sarcasm calmly, it didn't mean he didn't take this account to heart. He snorted coldly and said the famous sentence of Zhuge: "A dog with a broken spine , dare to bark in front of our army! I have never seen such a brazen person!"

Everyone around me couldn't help but chuckle when those words were familiar to everyone, and even Liu Bosong turned his head away, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, suppressing the urge to laugh before turning around.

Yu Junshan's face turned livid, he raised his eyebrows, suppressed his anger, and said in a contemptuous tone: "I don't know where you got the confidence to speak harshly, but you actually have the courage to run for the student council president? If you lose the bet, don’t cry and go home to your mother, saying that I bullied you. Oh, yes! You can still cry to Cheng Mo now, and see if his half-baked piece of trash can help you.”

Fu Yuan Zhuo Teng stood up from his 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? After studying with Du Leng for so many years, the fur I haven't learned anything, I can only talk trash, let's see who will cry later!"

(Election ends tomorrow morning.)

(End of this chapter)