Is there anyone in charge of A installed O?

Ye Baoxi is very satisfied with the new class. Everyone is busy studying. The atmosphere is not harmonious but definitely not hostile. The teachers are also very gentle. For example, the class leaders for this semester are determined by voting.

Just this late repair.

Ye Baoxi suddenly had a bad premonition, and interested students filled in their names behind the title of class cadre. She was not surprised that Yu Pei came up, and clapped his hands and applauded.

But seeing Duan Quyue walking up behind Yu Pei and writing her name behind the monitor, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.The seat at the same table at the beginning of school can be chosen at will, but there is a book next to Duan Quyue, so she sat next to Yu Pei.

But at this moment, Duan Quyue's gaze was very clear and cold, Ye Baoxi choked when he thought of the light of the moon falling on her outside just now.

The smell of Duan Quyue's pheromone is orange, like the peel of an orange has been cut, and there is a bitter and sweet aroma at that moment.Just like there is an orange on her desk at this moment, her heart is also filled with bitterness.

Will Duan Quyue want to be the squad leader?The other party doesn't seem to be keen on these things, he is always studying, if he is the monitor, he will definitely lose a lot of time due to class affairs.

Ye Baoxi also went up, and wrote his name on the back of the unclaimed study committee member. When he went down, he paused on the path next to Duan Quyue, and found a huge bookcase there.

She couldn't make it through, so she changed a road silently.She doesn't even have any negative emotions, she seems to be used to having many obstacles on her way to Duan Quyue.

And her courage was slowly wearing away.

"Okay, now I will send you a blank sheet of paper. Everyone should fill in a name after each position. You can't fill in more. I will record these votes anonymously later."

Yu Pei or Duan Quyue?

Ye Baoxi wanted to bite her nails anxiously. When asked by Yu Pei in the past, she only wanted to divide the two into different areas. One was her alpha green plum, and the other was her good friend from high school Omega.But this time, it seemed as if she was joking with her. The names of Yu Pei and Duan Quyue were listed side by side behind the position of monitor, and they only chose this option, and the rest avoided the front and chose other class representatives.

She had to, had to choose between the two.

It seems that Duan Quyue has never been a monitor before, and she has never seen her enthusiasm for these things since she was a child. Is it because she suddenly has the urge to run for monitor?

Yu Pei seems to be able to do everything well, and it should be no problem to be the monitor. It seems that she really wants to be the monitor.Even if he handles so many things at the same time, Yu Pei should be able to do well and not be affected by tedious things.

She looks like this kind of person, a person who can do a job with ease.

Should I vote for Yu Pei or Duan Quyue?

Holding the pen, Ye Baoxi felt her hands trembling. When she fell, she wrote a small apostrophe on the paper, and then stopped.

Knowing that she was facing a decision, Yu Pei didn't even turn his head and say a word to her, as if deliberately leaving room for her to think.Ye Baoxi looked back to see what Zhou Liaoxing had written, and happened to meet Zhou Liaoxing's eyes.

"Who do you want to fill in?"

The monitor column is also blank.

Ye Baoxi returned in vain, and was so anxious that he was about to throw a dice to make a decision, holding the eraser and flipping it over and over again, trying to use the method of the little rooster.

"Everyone write faster."

Li Wenxiu walked past her desk, glanced at what she had written on the white paper and then looked away. Ye Baoxi couldn't finish writing until the teacher said to put the paper away.

While they were distributing books, Li Wenxiu spread out the received papers one by one for scoring, and wrote orthographic characters behind each name.

One, two, three, four, positive.

Yu Pei and Duan Quyue's votes were tight. Everyone was writing their homework and glanced at the blackboard from time to time, thinking to themselves, if countless cloud boxes had popped up in the comics to express their hearts.

Who will it be?

Ye Baoxi looked at the blackboard in a daze, and the tip of the pen in his hand repeatedly fell onto the notebook, almost poking a hole in the homework notebook.

She unconsciously looked at Duan Quyue, who was lowering her head while writing her homework, with a not-so-short bang sliding down her face, outlining the outline of her profile, making it even more beautiful.

"Don't read, do your homework."

Yu Pei tapped the back of her hand, she also looked away, lowered her head to write her homework as if waking up from a dream, and looked up again - there was a two-vote gap between Duan Quyue and Yu Pei.

Two votes is not less.

But every time the teacher draws a card, he adds a stroke to the end of Duan Quyue's name, and another stroke to the end of Yu Pei's name, like the host on the night of the draft, calling out No. 1 and No. 2 without announcing the results. Ask two people to hug for 1 minute.

Whose name did Ye Baoxi write?

Yu Pei couldn't bear to guess the answer to this question, and always felt that it was embarrassing herself to keep curious, and her heart was burning every second she waited.

It doesn't matter, she won't be surprised if she chooses Duan Quyue, she's used to it—anyway, when you mention Ye Baoxi, you will think of Duan Quyue, right?It is well known that Ye Baoxi likes Duan Quyue.

After struggling for a few more minutes, when they looked up again, the teacher had already read all the tickets. Yu Pei passed Duan Quyue by one vote and became the class monitor.

"Okay, then this is the list of class cadres in our class. The class monitor is Yu Pei, the study committee member is Ye Baoxi, and the Chinese class representative is Jiang Qi..."

Not unexpected.

Duan Quyue's pen tip didn't even pause, and continued to write fluent answers on the exercise book. She didn't turn her head to look at anyone, but countless curious eyes fell on her from all directions.

Duan Quyue was no stranger to this kind of gaze, mixed with indistinguishable sincere concern and sympathy, as well as contempt for the unfortunate.

Every family reunion is like this.

The relatives on the mother's side always lament how to find this kind of man with the mother's talent and ability, the male omega will not sink to this point, but the mother always smiles, looking at her with deep meaning.

"My daughter is fine at last."

Finally.Presumably she is also dissatisfied with this marriage that is coming to an end, which symbolizes the birth of a wrong relationship that is finally good.

That doesn't sound like a good word.

But the last time Li Wenxiu's call finally reached her mother's cell phone, she also seemed to be busy with other things, took a precious half an hour to exchange a few words with her daughter, and then asked Li Wenxiu to help take care of her.

The teacher looked at her carefully, but Duan Quyue suddenly felt an unspeakable pleasure from the appearance of such a broken jar. She suppressed and put on her gentle mask.

"Duan Quyue, why don't you try to compete for the position in the class and get closer to your classmates?"

The other party's eyes are very earnest, even if she has been evaluating excellent teachers for many years, Duan Quyue thought that the other party would not invest too much true affection for the students, but this is not the case.

Looking into teacher Li Wenxiu's eyes, she could feel that the other party really wanted to give her a hand and save a lost lamb.

It may not be a teacher's job, but she genuinely wants her to be better.

"I'll give it a try."

Of course, Duan Quyue never thought about being successful. Being a class monitor would affect her studies, and after affecting her studies, she would inevitably be further controlled by Duan Jianren.

Therefore, she deliberately wrote her name behind the monitor, not wanting to succeed, but she suddenly became curious about Ye Baoxi's choice.

Would Ye Baoxi still choose her now?

Still clumsily liking her and pouring all your heart into her?

This thought kept biting her heart like ants, making her depressed and helpless, and the evil thoughts kept urging her to try it out.

"Did you choose me?"

When school was over, she pulled Ye Baoxi to the balcony to ask this sentence, and seeing the other's wide eyes filled with tears, she suddenly felt heartache.

Ye Baoxi didn't answer.

This second is enough for thousands of answers to appear in her mind. Duan Quyue grasped the opponent's hand and let go, leaving a deep red mark on the opponent's hand when she was unconscious.

Duan Quyue's heart trembled, she pursed her lips, like a calm person who faced the mistakes she made impulsively, and did not correctly recognize her own darkness.

"sorry."

She quickly and softly read the words of apology, as if thinking of something, she turned and ran outside, throwing away many people who had just walked out of the classroom along the way, and rushed all the way to the office.

The lights in the office were still on, but the teacher wasn't there, and the test papers hadn't been brought out of the printing factory. On Li Wenxiu's desk were piles of test papers and teaching materials from previous years, as well as a pen holder, several photo frames and a set of Go.

Anonymous white papers were scattered around.

The teacher next to her knew her and knew that there was a student in the experimental class who loved to study and asked questions around the teacher, so she never doubted her motives.

All this gave her an opportunity.

Duan Quyue approached the desk, and moved closer to the unregistered voting paper. She was too familiar with Ye Baoxi's handwriting, and practiced calligraphy when she was young, sitting in rows.

But at this moment, she would rather not be familiar with it.

Ye Baoxi has a habit of writing, that is, the last stroke of the square characters has to be warped, ruining the Fang Zhengkai script that has been painstakingly worked out before, and it is difficult to change it after several times of persuasion.

Finally found the little tail that turned up, and Yu Pei's name was filled in the column of monitor.

really.

Duan Quyue knew that her intuition was accurate, but she didn't expect it to be so accurate, as if she was stabbed suddenly, her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

She put down the white paper and mixed it back into the pile of papers. When she walked out, the lights in the corridor flickered, and she almost lost her foot.

"be careful."

A kind classmate next to her helped her, stared at her face for two seconds and then left. At this moment, Duan Quyue suddenly felt that she had become the Little Mermaid, the Little Mermaid after landing.

Every step is on the tip of the knife.

The pain is obvious.

From giving up choosing the position next to her to voting for someone else, how much love does Ye Baoxi have for her?How can she stand up to her squandering?