All-day duel with Hei Lian boyfriend

After the November holiday, the temperature plummeted.

Most of the students who came to school changed the thin shirts and T-shirts in their school uniforms into sweaters and sweaters. In addition, the autumn wind was bleak and the light rain kept falling, and it was as cold as late autumn.

When the sports committee gathered the students to go to the playground for morning exercises, many students in thin clothes were shaking their sleeves in the cold.

Fang Ting saw them gathering together in groups of three or four, and was about to exercise her power as squad leader in the past: "Ma Chao, Wang Qian, you don't stand in line, what are you whispering there?"

The two people who were named had embarrassing expressions on their faces, and they gave each other a look of "you understand, I understand, we understand", and obediently went to stand in line.

Only then was Fang Ting satisfied. She held the roll call board imposingly, poked it around and asked, "Where's Yu Shen?"

Someone quickly replied: "He didn't sign up for running."

"What do you mean by not signing up?" Fang Ting didn't understand.

"That's right," the man explained, "Didn't it mean that there are two credits for taking part in running exercises, and Yu Shen said he doesn't want these two credits."

"As for moving the legs, if you don't want two credits, you don't want it?" Fang Ting was not happy when she heard it, "Who is going to call him down?"

No one moved in the line.

Fang Ting frowned, and was about to order someone to go casually, when the person standing at the outermost edge of the line suddenly pointed at the door and said "Damn it", attracting everyone's attention.

"What are you doing?! Why don't you stand in line again!"

Fang Ting was on the other side of the team and couldn't see the gate of the playground. She scolded angrily and tried her best to avoid the chaotic team and walked to a place with a wider view, but she was so frightened that she shrank her neck.

The people who came were the 12 students from Class A who had been driven home by her before and kept from coming to school.

At this time, they were being led by a tall and burly boy, with livid faces, striding towards Fang Ting collectively.

For the next day of class, Fang Ting sat on pins and needles.

The gazes of those 12 people were like sharp knives, circling her back all the time, wishing they could make a hole in her back.

Not only Fang Ting, but the overall atmosphere in Class A of the second year of high school was very dull, and even the noise of playing around between classes gradually decreased a lot.

At the last class meeting, the conflict that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out.

The tall boy who took the lead for these 12 people was called Zhao Hemu. Although he had a gentle and quiet name, he was very sturdy. overturned.

Gao Han sat on the seat diagonally opposite Fang Ting, squinted at Zhao Hemu and Fang Ting arguing, grabbed You San and asked, "What's going on with them?"

Since the last game of elimination, the relationship between Gao Han and You San, Cen Haodong and others has gradually broken the ice, and they can still say a few words occasionally in daily life.

Thinking of Fang Ting's appearance, You San wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, scratched his head, and looked at the silent Yu Shen next to him as if asking for help.

But Yu Shen just lowered his head and lowered his eyes to read a book, wearing earphones, with an attitude of indifference to the noise in front of him.

You San sighed, he couldn't hide the matter in his heart, so he told Gao Han the whole story.

After the last time the new campus launched a school war against the old campus, there was a big debate in the old campus about whether to respond to the challenge.

Although there are some suspicions of shrinking heads, the state of the old campus at that time was obviously not suitable for the battle.

The group of people represented by Zhao Hemu strongly opposed it, but Fang Ting refused to listen to dissuasion, insisted on fighting, and used her squad leader's privilege to let the whole class isolate Zhao Hemu and the others.

Isolation is still a trivial matter. After all, not everyone regards the words of the class committee as an imperial decree. Many people should talk to Zhao Hemu or they will say it. What really caused Zhao Hemu and Fang Ting's grievances is another matter.

At that time, the old campus formed a team composed of elites from all grades in order to fight against each other. In order to create momentum for them, the monitors wanted to concentrate the chips of everyone in the school on this team.

It also includes the bargaining chips of those who opposed the competition like Zhao Hemu.

If you don't listen to Zhao Hemu's opinion, but still want to use other people's bargaining chips, then of course you can only grab it.

Obviously robbing would definitely not work, so Fang Ting came up with a crooked idea.

At that time, she conducted a closed voting in her class. The content of the voting was whether to hand in the chips. During the voting period, she could not use any electronic products to communicate with each other.

Of course, Zhao Hemu and others wanted to participate in this voting, so they didn't think much about it, and handed over their mobile phones to Fang Ting and other class leaders.

But when they walked out of the voting room, they found that they had been cheated.

On the mobile phone taken away by Fang Ting, there are everyone's chips.

The app used by the school to manage chips is actually very old and dull, and the data will not be uploaded to the cloud. If you want to download the app on the new phone and import the original data, you need to generate a second file from the old phone first. QR code.

Zhao Hemu and others, who had no mobile phones, could only swallow their breath and obey Fang Ting's arrangement.

In order to avoid future troubles, Fang Ting even forced Zhao Hemu and the others to create a fake leave note, asking them to ask for leave and go home until the eleventh day, and they were not allowed to come to school again.

From then on, people on both sides formed a big beam.

After Gao Han finished listening, he couldn't help but "tsk": "Your campus is really serious. If you can't beat it, you still have to play. It's just a few games. Why can't you think about it so much?"

You San gave him a white look: "Don't forget, you are also from our campus now."

While the two were talking, the quarrel between Zhao Hemu and Fang Ting went up to the next level.

Fang Ting's words were poisonous and aggressive, and Zhao Hemu was so angry that he almost wanted to fight her, but on the eve of the attack, Zhao Hemu suddenly caught a glimpse of Yu Shen sitting on the other side.

Yu Shen didn't even intend to take another look here, but Zhao Hemu's expression obviously hesitated for a moment.

He seemed to be awake, and immediately withdrew his hand. Fang Ting said: "Forget it, I don't want to be as knowledgeable as a fool like you. ——Let's talk about something serious, Fang Ting, you should know why I brought my classmates back today? "

Fang Ting glared at him: "I care about you?"

"Today is the day for the re-election of the class committee, and it is an election day recognized in the school." Zhao Hemu sneered, "Do I need to remind you? Do you not know how long you will be in your position?"

Fang Ting's face turned pale when she heard the words "re-elect class committee".

Of course she knew about the election day. Generally, there would be such a day in every school year, usually after the eleventh day, and the adjustment of the class committee members was used as a gimmick to encourage students to compete on this day.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore." Zhao Hemu said, "That's right, I came to the school today to dismiss you as the monitor. According to the regulations, on election day, anyone can challenge the class leader of any position. You have to get out of your position."

Of course Fang Ting knew what he meant and screamed, "You still want to compete with me?"

Zhao Hemu: "Take the normal channel of learning warfare, what's the problem?"

"Are you kidding me?" Fang Ting yelled even sharper, "You're like a fucking psychopath who came to me and forced you to lie down for a long time. Will you tell me that you want to have a serious competition? Do you believe me tomorrow?" Just go to the teacher and report you?"

"Then you go." Zhao Hemu didn't want to be outdone, "I can also report you, an idiot, for messing with our chips, or report that you refused to fight today and disrespected the tradition of the class selection committee."

When Fang Ting heard this, she scolded even more: "The tradition of fart! You are so capable, why didn't you become the class monitor in the freshman year of high school? Now you say you want to fire me? You are too funny, aren't you?"

"Competition?" Her words became more and more ugly, "Do you have that ability? You can't even find a third-party croupier, not to mention that the executive committee has long since left work. Who do you ask to be the referee?"

Zhao Hemu smiled: "I hear what you mean, as long as I find the croupier and the referee, you will be willing to compare?"

The more Fang Ting spoke, the more imposing she became: "Yes, if you have the ability, you will find it."

Fang Ting knew that Zhao Hemu would definitely not be able to find him, so she spoke confidently, but not long after, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from outside the classroom.

The sound was neat and powerful, like the sound of a large number of people wearing hard-soled leather shoes stepping on the floor, but apart from the sound of footsteps, there were no other sounds such as talking and laughing. It was obviously not the students of other classes playing after school. noisy.

At the same time, Yu Shen finally put down the book and turned his gaze to the door.

Fang Ting's expression froze, and she looked at Zhao Hemu in horror: "You..."

Not long after, the door of the classroom was opened from the outside, and Liang Qingshu and a team of teachers from the executive committee appeared majestically in everyone's sight.

Not only Fang Ting, but all the students in Class A of the second year of high school were stunned.

Even Zhao Hemu was startled when he saw Liang Qingshu, and then he gave Yu Shen a complicated look.

The students looked at me and I looked at you, exchanging curious and shocked eyes, but due to the heavy pressure brought by Liang Qingshu and the committee, no one dared to speak out their doubts loudly.

I didn't expect Fang Ting to be the most courageous at this time. She stared at Liang Qingshu who looked like no one else for a long time, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you guys from the new campus doing here? Give me—"

She originally wanted to say "Get out", but when she met Liang Qingshu's cold gaze, she suddenly couldn't utter a word.

Liang Qingshu walked to the podium unhurriedly: "I am here today because someone invited me to host an election game as a third party."

As soon as these words came out, there were signs of whispering, but Liang Qingshu stopped them with a wave of his hand.

"I don't want to say unnecessary nonsense, let alone listen to you. Everyone has seen this kind of situation a lot, let's get straight to the point." Liang Qingshu's voice was not loud, but with a deterrent force, it was clearly sent to everyone's ears Li, "I am the croupier for this game. The initiator is Zhao Hemu. The challenger is Fang Ting. The winner can be the monitor of Class A of the second year of high school. If you fail, you must drop out of school and double the debt you owe."

When Liang Qingshu said this, Fang Ting wanted to rush out several times to recruit the teacher as foreign aid, but was blocked by the referees who were in charge of maintaining discipline.

"It's just," Liang Qingshu glanced at Yu Shen, who was pretending to be ignorant, with a half-smile, and emphasized his tone, "This is an election game involving many people. Apart from Zhao Hemu and Fang Ting, there are other More volunteers need to sign up."

"I know that you all avoid this kind of game, so I specially prepared some good things for you."

As soon as Liang Qingshu finished speaking, the person in charge of chores brought over several suitcases and put them on the desk with a bang.

"If you are worried about the safety of cashing checks, I have brought a lot of cash." Liang Qingshu lightly stroked the handle of the suitcase, and said, "The volunteers who participated in the game this time only need to hand over 5 chips. Participation fee, after the game is over, you can receive bonuses according to your ranking, up to 1000 million."

1000? !

The students below were stunned.

In terms of value, 1000 million may not be considered a lot, but this is just a small game, and it is too exaggerated to easily spend tens of millions.

No one else in the school dared to play like this. No matter how rich the students were, they were given by their parents. Only Liang Qingshu could spend such a large amount of money.

"It seems that everyone has thought about it." Liang Qingshu looked at the reactions of the audience and said with a smile, "Then I will count one, two and three, and those who are willing to be volunteers can just raise their hands."

"one two Three--"

Before the ending of Liang Qingshu's "three" stopped completely, all the students in the classroom raised their hands in a clamor!