Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

Hearing the question of boys and girls again, Xia Shi was furious!

What’s wrong with the lack of girls?

Can girls not be cadres if they are young?

Who stipulated it?

Because she was so angry, she couldn't help but drag Song Jiawen in again for comparison.

In fact, she didn't want to, but she had no choice but to speak out immediately, and she felt a little regretful after saying it. After all, Song Jiawen had just warned her not long ago, and the look in her eyes at that time made Xia Shi a little wary. .

But, he said it, could he still be afraid of her?

From the corner of his eye, Xia Shi glanced at Song Jiawen, who was sitting silently in the corner with his head down, and snorted contemptuously in his heart.

What is there?

Recently, their girls' dormitories have been talking about Song Jiawen. In fact, after the military training, almost everyone was negative except her.

I just feel like her face is getting whiter and whiter with exposure to sun.

Some girls went to Liang Yujun and others to inquire, asking Song Jiawen if she had applied any special sunscreen.

There is also special sunscreen. Ding Yuanyuan said it very directly. If they hadn't urged her, she wouldn't have wanted to apply anything.

Xia Shi actually knew that they were in the same class. During the break, she saw Song Jiawen washing her face with water and then standing directly under the sun to continue military training.

But she just didn't want to say, jealous, too jealous, how could someone's skin be like this?

So even though she had the mentality of trying to keep up with Song Jiawen, she accidentally exposed the jealousy hidden in her heart and wanted to compare with her in everything.

If my face is not as good as yours, is my ability still inferior to yours?

But it's a little strange to say this now. Aren't you competing with Shen Mengfei for league branch secretary?

What does it have to do with Song Jiawen?

Tang An frowned displeased and was about to say something when he heard a "bang" and everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound.

It was Song Jiawen who slammed the book in her hand on the table.

She turned her head to look at Xia Shi, who was standing in the second row, with a serious expression on her face, "Xia Shi, did I dig up your ancestral grave in my previous life?"

"what?"

Xia Shi looked back and asked almost subconsciously.

Xue Weisong, who was sitting next to Song Jiawen, heard it most clearly. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, holding back a smile.

"I think so. Otherwise, I can't figure out why you keep pestering me. It has nothing to do with me. Why do you have to drag me into it? Why don't you give me a reason and I'll listen. It doesn’t make sense.”

"Pfft!"

I don't know who was behind him, but he couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then someone else burst out laughing.

Xia Shi's face turned red. She glared at Song Jiawen fiercely, turned her head and sat down angrily.

"Okay, stop laughing and stay quiet!"

Tang An said and patted the table with the blackboard eraser, but did not reveal the matter just because Xia Shi was embarrassed. "Classmate Xia Shi, I hope you can resolve the matter in detail in the future and don't involve innocent classmates casually."

After saying that, he immediately brought back the topic of tonight, "Now there are two students who have recommended themselves to be the Communist Youth League Party Secretary. Is there anyone else who would like to nominate themselves?"

In fact, Shen Mengfei was a suitable candidate for League Secretary in his mind. He had discussed it with Xue Weisong before, and he was quite optimistic about him.

夏石

Tang An swore that he was really not sexist. It was simply because there were too many boys and some jobs were really difficult for girls to do.

This is not an excuse or a reason, it is a fact!

But this Xia Shi just didn't understand, and he was helpless.

<divclass="contentadv">In this case, let’s vote.

No student stood up, so Tang An said, "Since there are only two of them, let's raise our hands in public."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xia Shi first, then raised his head and said, "Those who choose student Shen Mengfei, please raise your hands."

Song Jiawen raised her hand without hesitation.

Tang An counted and nodded, "A total of 28 students have raised their hands, please put them down. Now, if you are willing to choose Xia Shi, please raise your hands. Wang Xu, do you still want to choose two league secretaries? Why did you raise your hands twice? ?Who should I choose?"

The boy who was selected sat in the left corner of the last row, thinking he could fish in troubled waters, but he was unexpectedly discovered by Tang An.

He put down his hands angrily and glanced guiltily at Xia Shi, who was sitting in the second row in the middle. She invited them to the dormitory for dinner before, and several people agreed to choose her, but he also had a good relationship with Shen Mengfei, so I don't blame him. Swinging back and forth, Shen Mengfei had never mentioned it before, and he didn't know that he wanted to be the league secretary.

In the end, between brothers and a meal, he chose brothers.

"There are eight candidates in total for Xia Shi." This also includes Xia Shi herself.

Tang An coughed lightly and finally said, "Then the league secretary of our class will be Shen Mengfei. I hope you can cooperate with Xue Weisong and actively complete class tasks and work."

Originally, Tang An wanted to say a few more words of encouragement, but his eyes inadvertently swept across the front row and discovered that Xia Shi was actually dropping golden beans!

Her head was drooped, tears dripping down on the table. It was not obvious at first, but as Tang An's eyes stopped on her, the classmate sitting next to her saw it immediately, and he hurriedly used his arms to He nudged the classmates on the other side and passed them to each other. In the end, almost everyone knew that Xia Shi was crying because he lost the election.

After all, she was the only girl in the class. Tang An sighed inwardly, ended the class meeting, and called Xia Shi out of the class.

As soon as Tang An and Xia Shi left, there was an uproar of discussion in the class -

"Are you crying? Are you really crying?"

"Oh, there are only two girls in the class, and one of you made one of you cry."

"What us? You don't count? Don't think I didn't see that you chose Shen Mengfei."

"Isn't it because I want the girl to be cute so that she will be less tired? Well, the work of the league secretary is very complex and complicated, and his responsibilities are no less than those of the squad leader. If Shen Mengfei's grandson is willing to do it, let him do it. Who knows she still doesn’t appreciate it.”

"Bullshit, did you pretend that I didn't hear that you just said that she had trouble with Song Jiawen because of her convulsions?"

"Why are you teasing Song Jiawen again? Song Jiawen dug up your ancestral grave?"

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The discussion was not quiet, and some of the miscellaneous information reached Song Jiawen's ears. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she thought to herself, who said that gossip is a woman's nature?

If a man gossips, women can't compare.

Listening to what they said one by one, they became more and more crooked. In the end, they simply forgot about Xia Shi, the central figure in the topic, and asked Shen Mengfei to treat them one by one.

"Speaking of which, I haven't invited everyone to dinner. Otherwise, after school tomorrow afternoon, Shen Mengfei and I will treat everyone to the 'golden chopsticks' at the door. How about that?"

The one who spoke was Xue Weisong. He turned sideways and faced backwards, looking very relaxed.

When everyone heard the words "golden chopsticks", they immediately cheered.

This is a hotel with a very good reputation at the school gate. It’s not particularly expensive, but it’s hard to decide because of the crowd.

At this time, Xue Weisong said that if you want to eat there, you must make a reservation in advance.

Sorry for being late today.