My elves are from runeterra

Chapter 19 The eyes of the masses are sharp

Hearing the principal Zeng Cheng's words, Ning Mo didn't care about the reactions of the others, and went straight up to him.

"Principal, I am applying for election."

Zeng Cheng nodded and said, "Okay, make your own preparations."

Some students were still in a dilemma, but when they saw Ning Mo sign up, they gave up.

I am afraid that the gap between votes is too large and I will be hit.

When Ning Mo returned to the class team, Li Xian asked a little puzzled: "Brother Mo, the squad leader in the class won't do it for you, so why fight for the president. It takes time to manage it. okay?"

Tian Yu knocked his head: "Isn't this better? The president of the Elven Sports Club is like the face of the school. He focuses on cultivating objects, and the resources he gives are not comparable to ordinary club members.

Vote for Brother Mo later. "

Ning Mo smiled slyly: "Besides, whoever says it will definitely waste time."

Zeng Cheng only gave everyone 3 minutes to think, and in the end, a total of five people signed up, including Ning Mo.

"The candidates for the president will be selected among these five people. Now they will be disbanded. After half an hour, the elf sports club will gather at the resident."

Ning Mo greeted: "Let's go, brothers, accompany me to make preparations, I need your assistance later."

……

Half an hour of preparation time quickly passed, and Ning Mo came to the original residence of the Elven Athletic Club.

This was originally the school's gymnasium, and later it was transformed into a training hall and battle field dedicated to the Elven Athletic Club.

Ning Mo opened the door and walked in. It was not as dilapidated and dusty as imagined. On the contrary, it was cleaned up extremely neatly, and all the facilities showed signs of maintenance.

"I just said, how could the school waste such a good resource.

In the past, there must have been a training plan every year, but the scale was not so large, otherwise Donghong No. [-] Middle School would not have made it to the top ten of the Little Crouching Dragon Cup last year.

The president, I'm determined. "

Soon, everyone gathered, and the dean Ma Hongbin stepped forward.

"Let's invite the five students who participated in the election to make their own explanations. In the order of registration, start with Tang Jinqian from Class [-], Grade [-]."

Tang Jinqian has always been the monitor of Class [-], Grade [-]. She has short shoulder-length hair and a decent casual down jacket.

I don't know if Tang Jinqian doesn't understand the meaning of the president, or she has other plans. She regards the Elven Athletic Club as a class and puts herself in a service-oriented and communication-oriented position.

After Tang Jinqian passed, there were two boys, both of whom had professional trainer backgrounds. One showed off his advantages in nurturing elves, and the other promised to fight for discounts for members of the club on purchasing elf items and props.

They both knew how to use small favors to win over everyone, and Ning Mo was already moved by seeing a few classmates.

Next came Lan Jinyan, a well-known iceberg beauty in this school, with a serious expression, and what she said should be very suitable for the principal Zeng Cheng's appetite, emphasizing discipline and hardship.

Finally it was Ning Mo's turn. He walked quickly in front of the crowd, but his words did not follow the routine.

"The first four students are all a little serious. Next, I will perform a show for everyone to enliven the atmosphere."

Seeing Ning Mo waving, Tian Yu was holding five bricks, and Li Xian came to him with a few rough planks.

"Ning Mo, what is this for?"

"I have a bad feeling."

"I remember that when Li Xiangao first started school, he was very shy. Since he moved to Brother Mo's dormitory, he took two days off the next day, and then he calmed down a lot."

Without any nonsense, Ning Mo took off his coat, stacked five bricks together, put them on the wooden bench, and pressed them with his left hand.

He raised his breath secretly, raised his right hand high, and shouted loudly.

"Crack!"

Five bricks snapped.

The male students who watched had chills down their spines, while the female students were full of splendor.

This figure, this strength, her boyfriend is full of strength.

This was not over yet, Li Xian slapped the wooden board in his hand on the ground, showing the strength of the wooden board, and then held both ends with both hands, standing on the right side.

Ning Mo came to the board, took a deep breath, kicked his back feet on the ground and twisted his waist to the right at the same time, turned his hips, chest, and shoulders, using his shoulders to move his forearm, his forearm to move his forearm, and his forearm to move his fist , and hit the target with a sharp upturn of the right fist.

At the moment when the punch was about to hit the target, the fist was clenched tightly, and the breath sank sharply, "Ha", the wrist joint exerted force, using the little finger and ring finger as the sharp point, and smashed the board into two pieces.

Next, hitting the broken plank on Ning Mo's body shocked everyone present even more.

"Rude!"

"Ning Mo is indeed a ruthless person!"

"I feel that I should follow my inner choice, and it must be Brother Mo."

"..."

Ning Mo flexed his muscles and said with a smile: "The show just now is not to show how good I am at fighting, I'm still far behind.

I believe that with my self-control, I can lead and urge everyone to complete the training tasks most efficiently.

In addition, the president of the Elven Sports Club should be the strongest in Donghong No. [-] Middle School. "

The meaning is self-evident.

His speech was the shortest, and it undoubtedly left the deepest impression on the members.

A urge to help many people make a decision, not from the heart, only more from the heart.

You have to think about whether you can bear the beating first.

When Ning Mo returned to the team, Ma Hongbin sent an envelope to everyone.

"Now line up and enter the next hut, fill in the president candidates you approve, and put them into the box.

Keep quiet, no discussion allowed. "

Ning Mo was at the end of the line, and wrote his name on the inside.

Maybe it was the vote that was bad.

……

Because there were only [-] people who voted, it was easy to count. Before Ning Mo and the others had time to discuss, Ma Hongbin walked out.

"Next, I will announce the results of the voting. Ning Mo got the most votes with [-] votes. I will not announce the others.

Then Ning Mo will be the president of the Elf Club for the time being. "

He was afraid of hurting some people's self-confidence. The saddest thing was only one vote, and he voted for it himself.

Ma Hongbin waved to Ning Mo: "Ning Mo, come over and have a word with everyone."

Do things, definitely do things.

Ning Mo didn't make an acceptance speech, but looked at the other Lan Jinyan and the other four, and said bluntly: "I know there must be some of you who are not convinced. I will give you a chance to defeat me, and I will hand over to the president."

Ning Mo has a clear view of this matter, and if he speaks with his own strength while he has the righteousness, his evaluation among the mentors will definitely improve.

On the contrary, if other people can defeat themselves as the president, they will definitely be favored by the mentor.

It depends on who is the stepping stone.

With no one to challenge, Ning Mo felt it was impossible.

Sure enough, the scene was not quiet for a minute, and Qin Jin, who had a cool cropped hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, stood up first.

"I'll come first!"

Ning Mo looked at Ma Hongbin who was beside him: "Director Ma, please give me the temporary referee."

Ma Hongbin nodded with a smile, and walked to the edge of the battlefield next to him: "Young people are full of vigor."

He was very happy to see such a situation. The friendship of young people was forged.

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