Beta was teased by me

Sheng Cifan didn't leave fast, and Lu Xiuyang didn't urge them. When the two of them wandered to the door of the classroom, Lao Huang was chattering pompously on the podium, and it was boldly written on the blackboard-class cadre election.

After more than a month of make-up classes, there is only one acting monitor in the class who is busy, and the official start of school is two weeks away. Lao Huang intends to use the morning reading time to confirm the list of class committees, so that everyone can get used to it.

"Okay, Sheng Cifan, you vote first." Lao Huang thought that Sheng Cifan hadn't come to class for two weeks, he didn't get used to class on the first day, and if he was late, he would be late. He didn't think about making him stand as a punishment.

Sheng Cifan walked to the podium, the voting was open, and several names were written under the corresponding positions, and some names could not match the faces at all.

"Teacher, can I make up another name?"

Lao Huang waved his hand generously, allowing Sheng Cifan to play freely.

Sheng Cifan grinned maliciously, and casually added a scribbled "Lu Xiuyang" under a certain position, and drew a horizontal line next to the name by the way.

Sheng Cifan blew off the chalk dust from his fingers, gave Lu Xiuyang a sideways look, and walked back to his seat.

Lu Xiuyang also had to go through the same procedure. He carried Sheng Cifan's schoolbag in one hand and a piece of chalk in the other, and stood in front of the blackboard. He started to look at the first position, and finally under the column of study committee members, the position Known as "Sheng Cifan", the pen is strong and smooth.

Lao Huang thought he was mistaken, pushed the frame of the mirror, stretched his neck long.

Lu Xiuyang calmly dropped the chalk and returned to his seat.

When they were students, many people more or less like to follow the crowd, and most people are also used to watching the excitement. They don't want to be the focus of attention, but they want to watch the focus of attention fermented by hot events to fill their boring campus life.

Therefore, the audience who eat melon decisively decided to change their voting willingness with the change of the wind vane.

After the voting was over, Lao Huang got the results of the voting, his eyes kept wandering between the back row of the classroom and the blackboard, his throat seemed to be blocked by paste, and he was unable to make a sound for a long time.

When the bell rang for the end of morning reading, Lao Huang turned his eyes back from the blackboard for the last time with difficulty: "Okay, our class committee has decided on this for the time being, class monitor—Yang Wu, deputy class monitor—Chen Qianqian, group secretary..."

Old Huang paused, looked at Lu Xiuyang, who was happily brushing up questions, and said seriously, "The party secretary——Lu Xiuyang."

Lu Xiuyang didn't move and continued to do his own thing. The friends in the class turned their heads to look at the freshly baked party secretary, but they didn't get any response...

Lao Huang coughed in embarrassment, and what he had to announce next made it even more difficult for him to speak.

Under normal circumstances, the study committee members are appointed by students with top grades in the class. They are worthy of the word "study", but...

He gritted his teeth, and announced, "Study committee member—Sheng Cifan!"

Sheng Cifan was busy copying the "Teacher's List", the strokes were connected into a pile, and he had no time to take care of other things. He didn't hear the prefix "Study Committee", only heard his own name, and he was still writing with his right hand. He raised his left hand, "I am here, What's up?!"

Everyone: "..."

Lao Huang patted his forehead. He couldn't see what Sheng Cifan was writing, but Sheng Cifan didn't sleep in class, so it was a good start: "It's okay, I hope you can lead the classmates to study hard and strive to improve the class performance."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Cifan looked at Lao Huang with confused eyes, "Teacher, it will be more reliable if you ask me to take everyone to physical education class."

The speaker had no intention, but the listener laughed out loud.old

With yellow and wrinkled skin, he turned sideways, revealing Sheng Cifan's name on the blackboard, and circled the position above the name: "Although physical education is also a class, and physical education results are also part of the grade, but Sheng Xiaofan, you can't steal the sports committee's job." Live, you must always remember that you are a school committee, a school committee that loves to learn."

Sheng Cifan nodded in a daze, recognized that the three characters "Sheng Cifan" came from Lu Xiuyang, half turned around, raised his foot and stepped on Lu Xiuyang's white shoes, leaving half a gray Footprints, "You don't make dad feel uncomfortable all day, don't you?"

Looking at the footprints, Lu Xiuyang frowned, not annoyed, but with a light tone: "You can't?"

Hey!Men can't hear the word "no" the most, let alone Sheng Cifan!

Sheng Cifan sneered: "Why can't I? Lao Huang is not in a panic, why should I panic?"

The little classmate at the next table turned his head, covered his mouth and lowered his laughter: "Brother Sheng, Lao Huang is actually quite flustered."

Sheng Cifan pointed to the 46 votes on the blackboard: "One day, Lao Huang will be so angry that he will quit teaching. None of the voters is innocent."

The first session was Lao Huang's physics class. Sheng Cifan intended to attend the class in peace, but his waist didn't particularly allow him to sit for a long time, and it hurt after sitting for a long time.

"report!"

Lao Huang stopped the lecture: "Talk."

"Teacher, I'm applying to attend the class standing up." Sheng Cifan stood up while supporting the table, and rubbed his sore, swollen lower back, "I'm a little sleepy."

Lao Huang's eyes were wide open, "Okay, okay, everyone must learn from the school committee and be strict with ourselves."

Lao Huang secretly cheered himself up. The poor grades are temporary. The kid has a good mind. If he works hard, he will catch up. He won't reach the top, but at least he can reach the middle.

He felt that the position of a study committee member was not bad for saving the future of a senior high school student.

"report!"

It was Lu Xiuyang.

This kind of student who has always been at the top of the year group never speaks out casually in class, and when he speaks out, he must have discovered something wrong.

Lao Huang checked the writing on the blackboard and double-checked that there was no problem.

"speak."

Lu Xiuyang put down the exercise book in his hand, got up lazily, and looked over Sheng Cifan's head: "Teacher, I can't see the blackboard because Sheng Cifan is blocking it."

Lao Huang was about to say that you just need to move the table to the side, but Lu Xiuyang rushed to speak again: "I apply to be Sheng Cifan's deskmate."

After five or six seconds of silence in the classroom, everyone sighed.

Sheng Cifan turned around, and was about to utter a few words of national abuse, when he found that there was a math workbook spread out on Lu Xiuyang's desk, and he tapped on the book: "Doing math homework in physics class, what blackboard are you looking at?"

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, with a somewhat lazy tone, just enough to penetrate the sighs and fall into Lao Huang's ears.

The sighs in the classroom multiplied, and they whispered to each other to guess the follow-up plot.

After all, Lao Huang is the class teacher, and the noise in the classroom is really outrageous. He patted the podium table with a gloomy face: "Why are you noisy? The classroom discipline is gone, right?"

Lu Xiuyang closed the math workbook, Sheng Cifan turned back and stood up, everyone was as quiet as a chicken.

"As soon as I made some progress, the tail turned up to the sky, and the school will officially start soon. I will see what you can get out of the pre-study feedback test before the school starts!"

Lao Huang has a good temper on weekdays, and once he has a straight face, it can play a good deterrent effect. He looked at the front and back tables standing together with a headache, and his face stretched a little: "Sheng Cifan, do you have any comments?" ?”

Sheng Cifan has opinions, quite a lot of opinions, Lu Xiuyang is incompatible with him, he doesn't think he can live a long life together, but Lao Huang's typhoon passing face makes him not know how to express his true thoughts euphemistically .

Lu Xiuyang: "Teacher, Sheng Cifan has no objections."

Lu Xiuyang's words have no reference value, and Lao Huang automatically ignores them.A study committee member and a Communist Youth League secretary who gossip every day, can't they mess up the class?

As the official squad leader, Yang Wu saw that Lao Huang was in trouble and extended a helping hand in time. Compared to being frozen to death by Lu Xiuyang, he would rather be beaten by Sheng Cifan.

"Teacher, yes, the school committee will rest at home for two weeks, and the homework will be tutored by the party secretary."

As soon as Lao Huang heard about the homework tutoring, he couldn't help thinking of Sheng Cifan who was studying hard at home, and the haze was swept away, and he said three good words: "Everyone should be like the Party Secretary and Academic Committee, and each other Help each other, improve grades, and fight for class honor!"

Yang Wu suddenly felt that there was a knife in his back, and he was in danger of dying at any moment. He barely straightened his waist, tried hard to stabilize his trembling limbs, and silently wiped off his cold sweat.

A small disturbance came to an end as Lu Xiuyang moved the table next to Sheng Cifan. Sheng Cifan stood for half a class, and finally made it to the end of get out of class.

Suddenly, Lu Xiuyang sat behind Ai Yingwen, and he half turned around: "Oh, Mr. Lu will transmit to me a steady stream of learning spirit."

Sheng Cifan sneered: "I can't tell if it's immortal or not, but there's definitely air-conditioning."

Xie Fei was amused: "Brother Sheng, are you still standing?"

Sheng Cifan leaned his butt against the edge of the table, crossed his legs, and stood casually: "Daddy stands out from the crowd."

While talking, he put his hands on Lu Xiuyang's shoulders, rather embarrassed: "Is this the way you use the word?"

The chair beside him rang, and Lu Xiuyang stood up holding a thermos cup: "Yes, Heli."

Looking down at Sheng Cifan, he made a slight gesture of height, and then glanced at the people sitting around him: "Chickens."

Gan!

Sheng Cifan felt offended again!

Xie Fei watched Lu Xiuyang leave, his inconspicuous Adam's apple moved with the swallowing reflex, and felt a little sympathetic to Sheng Cifan: "Brother Sheng, President Lu's mouth is actually quite poisonous."

"Brother Sheng, here comes your first mission as the school committee." Yang Wu walked over with a bright smile, not daring to look into Sheng Cifan's eyes.

Sheng Cifan sat on the table with folded arms, swinging his legs, and gave Yang Wu a fake smile with squinted eyes in response, picking up the revenge that he hadn't had time to avenge in class: "Yang Wu, am I too good-tempered?"

Yang Wu subconsciously moved to Xie Fei's side, Xie Fei stood by Brother Sheng's side very righteously, and pushed him mercilessly.

The fat man Xie Fei was as powerful as a cow, and his aura was overwhelming. Sometimes he really couldn't control his strength, and with a light push, Yang Wu was almost overthrown.

The students in the back seat happened to go out after class, leaving two empty seats, and the fall was absolutely tragic.

His movements were as quick as a grand speech, and in a flash, he stretched out his hand to bring the person into his arms.

Yang Wu felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and then fell into a not-so-wide and thick embrace, his head hit the man's chest, his neck rested on the man's arm, and one hand was still tightly held.

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President Lu: I don’t think so!