Global Elf

The day passed quickly. .

At the meeting point, the crowd was buzzing and it was very lively.

"Cheng Lei arrogantly vowed to overtake the No. 3 Middle School in the morning. The author is very curious, why does he dare to make such arrogant words even when he is at a huge disadvantage? Does he really have a trump card? Or is he just bluffing?"

Zhong Dajun read the manuscript he prepared aloud, and the students in No. 3 Middle School applauded.

"The students of No. 18 Middle School made another breakthrough under the leadership of captain Qiu Quan, completing a new record of collecting bottles of clean water in a single day! Compared with Qiu Quan, who is low-key but has achieved great results, Cheng, who likes to talk wildly, Where is Lei? But he only got (blank) bottles! What an ironic contrast! The author couldn't help but fall into deep thought..."

After reading this, Zhong Dajun smiled and explained: "I have already sent the article to the president, and they have already prepared the layout. As long as Cheng Lei and the others come out and know the harvest, they can fill in the numbers and print and distribute it."

Although he still didn't know the number of bottles Cheng Lei had harvested, when Zhong Dajun learned that Qiu Quan had obtained 18 bottles of unsullied water, he already dared to conclude: Cheng Lei would definitely lose! So he simply wrote the manuscript first and waited for the numbers to be filled in!

Qiu Quan saw that Zhong Dajun was praising him between the lines and said with a smile: "You must give me a copy of the school newspaper so that we can observe the masterpieces of Zhong Dajun reporters!"

"No problem." Zhong Dajun said boldly, "In fact, the president just told me that they have printed thousands of copies and are preparing to distribute them to No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School at the same time. This will be the highest print run in the history of the school newspaper! "

Qiu Quan cheered loudly, and the students from No. 3 Middle School laughed together and asked curiously: "What is the title of this masterpiece?"

"'How long will it take for Cheng Lei to perform arrogantly but end up in embarrassment?'" Zhong Dajun said proudly.

Everyone was laughing.

Ten students from No. 10 Middle School walked out of Jishuitan talking and noisily together.

They had tired looks on their faces, and the elves were very tired. But they were in a very relaxed mood. After seeing the students from No. 3 Middle School, some couldn't help laughing.

They stood opposite No. 3 Middle School, waiting for the teacher to come. After several days of competition, the two sides have become clear. No one in the No. 1 Middle School talks to the students in the No. 3 Middle School, and no one pays attention to Zhong Dajun, who is standing on the side of the No. 3 Middle School.

Qiu Quan saw the students from No. 1 Middle School chatting and laughing with relaxed expressions. He couldn't help but frown and thought: It seems that they have good grades.

Zhong Dajun was also a little strange and worried, but he changed his mind and muttered: "They can't double their harvest, right? Besides, even if it doubles, it won't be as good as No. 3 Middle School."

After hearing his muttering, Qiu Quan nodded and said to him, "That's right. We don't need to be too nervous."

The students in the No. 1 Middle School didn’t know what the other students were thinking. Some were chatting and some were playing with their mobile phones. At this time, Ouyang suddenly pointed at the mobile phone and said: "Look at this post!"

Cheng Lei took a curious look and found that the post read: According to reliable information, the elite class of No. 12 Middle School harvested 6 bottles of clean water today. Compared with only bottles in the previous two days, it doubled!

A screenshot was included in the post, which was the chat history between the two.

"12 bottles? Who spread the rumor that we only harvested 12 bottles?" When the students saw the post, they shouted angrily, "We obviously harvested 24 bottles! How come we only wrote half of it?"

Zhou Ya was surprised: "This is the chat record between my best friend and I, but I chatted with her in the morning. I was exhausted in the afternoon, so how could I have time to chat?"

However, even though the post only wrote about their gains in one morning, the following reply still expressed doubts about this number:

"Where did the poster get the news? Is it fake?"

"It was identified as fake, how could it double in one fell swoop?"

Some people also analyzed: "It should be true. No wonder Cheng Lei was so confident last night. He probably came up with something. Or his strength has improved again. I heard that in the last monthly exam, his strength continued to improve." , and completed the overtake in the later stage, which was a hot topic in the elite class at that time."

So in the following replies, everyone's comments about Cheng Lei suddenly reversed. They all said that they were too impatient before and did not give him a chance to grow.

There are even famous emoticons appearing:

Even if I die outside and jump from here, I will never trust Cheng Lei again...

...It smells so good!

Seeing this, the students beamed with joy, and they all felt relieved and said with a smile: "If they know that our harvest is actually 24 bottles, how will they react?"

"It will definitely shock their jaws!" Ji Lan said with a smile, "Thanks to the squad leader and thanks to Erqing, I feel that we can really achieve a lead!"

Cheng Lei smiled proudly, but Er Qing was not humble at all. He raised his little head and looked at everyone proudly.

Shen Ling'er smiled and patted its head and said, "Okay, our second youth is the most powerful!"

Hearing bursts of laughter from time to time from No. 1 Middle School, Qiu Quan became increasingly nervous and thought to himself, "Can they really surpass us?"

At this time, Zhong Dajun held his mobile phone and said to Qiu Quan with a smile: "I finally understand why they are so happy."

"Why?" the students from No. 3 Middle School asked curiously.

"Look!" Zhong Dajun showed them the posts in the forum.

"12 bottles? They're bragging!"

"How could it double all of a sudden?"

They felt some urgency in their hearts.

After Qiu Quan learned about the harvest amount of No. 1 Middle School, he felt relieved and said with a smile: "What's wrong? You are only allowed to progress, and no one is allowed to catch up? They are the elite class of No. 1 Middle School, how can they stay in the same place! And the enemy is getting more and more advanced. If you are strong, wouldn’t it feel better to trample them under your feet?”

Hearing his heroic declaration, the students were shocked and expressed their intention to learn from Captain Qiu Quan and face competition calmly.

Zhong Dajun recorded Qiu Quan's words and put them into the manuscript. On the other hand, he sent a message to the president: "Cheng Lei's harvest is 12 bottles. Although there is progress, it is far from comparable to No. Middle School!"

The president was overjoyed when he learned about it. He immediately filled in the numbers, printed thousands of copies, and immediately distributed them to all classes in the No. 1 Middle School and the No. 3 Middle School.

The students read the latest school newspaper and immediately started arguing:

"Is Cheng Lei really this kind of person? I have always supported him before, but now I feel very disappointed."

"I don't believe this Zhong Dajun, he is clearly trying to smear Cheng Lei!"

"How to smear it? The achievements of the two schools are written in black and white here. Can it still be faked?"

People who support Cheng Lei have nothing to say and are even shaken:

"Is Cheng Lei... really this kind of person?"

Even the dean of students was alarmed. He slapped the table and shouted: "It affects the reputation of the school too much! Call Teacher Bai and ask him how he leads the elite class!"

"And this Cheng Lei! Someone must be responsible for what happened this time!"

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