A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

In Class Ten, everyone was discussing while looking at the two people who had been dismissed.

It turned out that Duan Nianwei was not there, Ge Ming buried his head and looked at the books on the table, his face was obscure.

Ge Ming was stared at by the whole class, like a light on his back, wishing he could hide his head in the desk.

He was usually paid attention to because he was the first in the exam, but now because he made a mistake, he was watched like a monkey.

He stared at the book on the table, unable to read a word, and his mind was in a mess.

The undisguised voices of people around him still heard clearly, making him want to fly away.

"It must be because I misunderstood Zhuang Shen before? Didn't Ge Ming take the lead and say that Zhuang Shen did it?"

"He was really scary yesterday. If I was misunderstood by him, I would definitely hate him..."

"That's right, as the squad leader, he deliberately took the rhythm, so that everyone thought what he said was true."

Ge Ming is very envious of Duan Nianwei at this time, he would have known that he would find a place to hide, at least not to suffer such a shame.

He looked at his textbook full of notes, and felt great regret and annoyance in his heart.

Amidst the discussion, Xu Xuehai said with a smile: "Students who want to compete for these two positions can come to the podium to give speeches, everyone be bold!"

Everyone chattered and discussed for a while. A boy came up to run for the deputy squad leader, and a girl also went up to run for the literary and art committee member. After the two gave speeches, no one went up again.

Xu Xuehai obviously wanted to stimulate everyone's competitive spirit: "Who else? This is gone. The cadres on duty can improve their abilities in all aspects, and it is also good for future development. No one wants to compete for such a good opportunity?"

The academic performance of the people in this class is not good, and there are many special students. They don't want to give speeches on the stage. First, they feel that there is no trouble and embarrassment. Personally, I am very popular in the class.

Seeing that no one came up, Xu Xuehai continued: "Then let's start the recommendation session, everyone recommend the most reliable classmates in your heart."

Still no one answered.

"Why are you so inactive? Then I'll appoint someone," Xu Xuehai looked down, and smiled: "Zhuang Shen, let's talk about it first. You recommend the person who is most suitable for the deputy squad leader in your heart."

Cue's Zhuang Shen suddenly looked up in confusion: "?"

Who does he choose?

The whole class didn't know a few people.

Jiang Huai turned around and smiled at him with gloating face.

The rest of the people also turned their heads one after another. After all, the shift committee had a lot to do with him, and they were very much looking forward to who he would choose.

Zhuang Shen looked around the class, thinking about the few people he knew, and it didn't take long for him to think: "Zhao Xiaoxia."

Zhao Xiaoxia, who was sitting in front, didn't realize it. Seeing everyone smiling and looking at her, it took two seconds for her to remember.

Wait... Zhuang Shen just said her name? !

Zhao Xiaoxia's face was "???", black question mark.

No, why was she suddenly selected by Zhuang Shen! ?

Excitement is mixed with great shyness.

Zhuang Shen actually remembered her! !

Xu Xuehai nodded, and nodded to another person: "Liu Fan, what about you?"

Liu Fan scratched his head in bewilderment, and subconsciously replied, "...Zhao Xiaoxia?"

Xu Xuehai ordered a few more people, and the people behind replied one after another: "Zhao Xiaoxia."

"Zhao Xiaoxia!"

……

Until the voting ended, Zhao Xiaoxia saw that she was close to [-]% of the votes, and it was like a dream. She turned her head and looked at the indifferent boy sitting behind her.

Her salty fish seems to be... taken away by the boss!

Without participating in the speech competition, without canvassing votes, and relying on Zhuang Shen's words, he reached the top!

Woohoo, it feels so good to lie down and win!

But why is Zhuang Shen willing to choose her?

Because she helped Zhuang Shen hand in homework?

Then she will definitely not urge Zhuang Shen to do homework in the future!

After counting the votes, Xu Xuehai announced, "From then on, the deputy monitor of our class will be Zhao Xiaoxia, everyone applaud and congratulate!"

Amidst the intense applause and congratulations, Zhao Xiaoxia smiled embarrassedly.

I didn't expect that a non-chief like her would have such good luck, thank God!Thanks guys!

The only person in the class who didn't applaud was Ge Ming. He listened dully to the congratulations from everyone, and his heart was in a mess.

After class, Jiang Huai turned around and said to Zhuang Shen, "Did you check Dou Le and Weibo yesterday? Your video is still on the trending list."

Zhuang Shen raised his head calmly: "No."

He doesn't quite understand what's so good about a software like Dou Le.

Jiang Huai handed over his mobile phone, as if asking for credit: "Show it to you, many people are talking about you and your paintings!"

Zhuang Shen raised his eyes and glanced not very interested. Above it was the picture of him drawing a blackboard newspaper at that time, and there were a few comments underneath.

[I can be 1 or 0, and I can keep going for my brother! 】

[This painting is really white... No, this painting is really thin...]

[Within 3 minutes, I, Yingxue Leng Meiyue, will take him as my own! 】

Zhuang Shen: "..."

He decisively withdrew his gaze, and once again firmly believed that it was still fun to practice.

Jiang Huai was talking to him about how angry he was this time, when a boy's voice suddenly came from the door: "Zhuang Shen! Someone is looking outside!"

There was another moment of silence in the classroom, and everyone who heard this couldn't help but look outside the door.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man, wearing a navy blue Chinese-style Tang suit, holding a string of purple beads in his hand.

There are some fine lines on his face, and his temples are slightly white, but his eyes are energetic and mature, and he cannot be underestimated at first glance.

The people in the class saw Zhuang Shen, a mysterious man of influence, being called away, and found that this man was not a teacher at their school, so they all speculated about the other party's intentions.

"Is this man Zhuang Shen's father?"

"Isn't it, so old? It feels too young to be a grandpa."

"Besides, he looks rich. Doesn't Zhuang Shen drink free porridge every day, and his family is poor?"

Seeing Zhuang Shen coming out, the man took him to the side of the stairs and talked in a relatively quiet place. Everyone couldn't hear their voices, so they could only leave with curiosity.

On the other side, Duan Nianwei was standing in the toilet until her feet were numb, and when she heard the bell for the end of get out of class, she looked in the mirror and saw that her eye sockets were not so red anymore, so she packed up and came out of the toilet.

The class committee should have been selected, at least she escaped and didn't have to watch someone else take her place.

But she was really not reconciled.

But it doesn't matter, she's a good major in art, as long as she works a little harder, she can get into a good university with an average grade.

She comforted herself and felt better.

Just as Duan Nianwei was about to go to the classroom, she suddenly saw a familiar figure and her footsteps stopped abruptly.

She studied art since she was a child, bought a lot of picture books, and watched a lot of art exhibitions, so she knows many art masters, and many art masters are from the art association.

Among them, Jiang City Artists Association was the place she most yearned for.

The Jiang City Artists Association recruits some talented and potential students every year, and the number is very small, no more than ten.

Duan Nianwei's father was looking for a relationship with her, but he couldn't invite the masters to have a meal.

But now, she saw that Master Qiu Lingqiu, the most famous artist in the art association, came to their school in person!

And the person standing opposite him... was actually Zhuang Shen!

Something in Duan Nianwei's mind snapped suddenly.

In the stairwell, Zhuang Shen was sure that the original owner didn't know this person, so he just asked him indifferently: "Are you looking for me?"

Qiu Ling looked at him, surprise flashed in his eyes, smiled at him gently, and said in a mellow voice, "Yes, did I bother you? I am Qiu Ling, and I usually like to draw. I saw your picture on the Internet yesterday. Works, I just want to make friends with you, this is my business card."

He handed out a business card inlaid with gold in a normal way. Zhuang Shen caught the words "Jiang City Art Association" on it, and felt that his saying that he likes to draw some paintings was quite modest.

"Star International is my alma mater. When I was in school, I also liked to draw blackboard newspapers. I didn't expect that painting would become my lifelong career..."

Looking at the stairs in the distance, Qiu Ling seemed to think of something, and then turned around: "I don't have anything to do at ordinary times. I just like to chat with a group of painters and learn from each other. I don't know if you are free. If you have If so, you can contact me and we can study together.”

"Sorry, Teacher Qiu, I still want to learn more knowledge." The expression on Zhuang Shen's face was still very flat, even if he guessed the tall man's identity from the business card, he was still calm: "Painting is just an amateur."

Being politely rejected, Qiu Ling was not only not annoyed, but also smiled, looked at Zhuang Shen with satisfaction with slightly cloudy eyes, and nodded slowly: "Very good, I have another specialty besides study and work, which is very good."

"I've wasted a lot of your time too, next time I have a chance, I'll talk to you again." He didn't seem to want to hold back any more, and before he left, he smiled at Zhuang Shen and said, "Your paintings are very aura."

This person walked quite simply, as if he really came to chat with him specially.

Zhuang Shen looked down at the thick business card, and stuffed it into his pocket casually.

Duan Nianwei, who was hiding in the corner, did not hear their conversation clearly, but clearly saw the business card Qiu Ling handed to Zhuang Shen.

She stood there in a daze, feeling empty in her heart when people left.

Why did Qiu Ling come to Zhuang Shen?Give him his business card?

Is it because of that blackboard newspaper?

"Nianwei, why are you standing here?" Zhuang Ruoying, who came out of the office, saw her and looked at her twice, "Are you crying?"

When Duan Nianwei saw the little sister, she pursed her lips unhappily: "I was dismissed because of the new transfer student in the class, Zhuang Shen."

There are also many small groups in their school. For example, Duan Nianwei and Zhuang Ruoying belong to the highest-class Bai Fumei small group. They have a good family background, good studies, and a bright future.

Zhuang Ruoying's originally smiling face paused, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"What was reported on the blackboard yesterday..." Duan Nianwei briefly said, "I didn't expect Teacher Xu to do this."

Zhuang Ruoying overheard someone saying that Zhuang Shen drew a blackboard newspaper yesterday.

Everyone was amazed by the news, Zhuang Ruoying didn't want to hear it, and felt that everyone was flattering her without thinking, but she didn't expect such an incident to happen.

She comforted: "What's the matter? His grades are so poor, what's the point of drawing blackboard papers? And it's not your fault that you misunderstood him because of being led astray by anonymous people and classmates around you."

Duan Nianwei nodded slowly.

Zhuang Ruoying took her hand and said, "Be happy, you have studied art for so long, and you will go abroad to study and become a master in the future. As for this kind of person, do you care about it?"

Duan Nianwei thought of the business card Master Qiu handed to Zhuang Shen just now, and his heart sank, but facing Zhuang Ruoying's affirmative smile, he still didn't say anything, and forced a smile.

What Zhuang Ruoying said is right, at least she has studied art for so many years, Zhuang Shen is just a half-assed person, so there is no need to argue with him.

Even if this kind of person enters the Artists Association, he will only be beaten by those professionals...