male god is not easy to chase

After thinking so melancholy for a long time, he actually fell asleep in a daze.

After squinting for a while, there was the sound of pots and pans banging in the dormitory. It was a few roommates brushing their teeth and washing their faces in a panic.

The boss rinsed his face with cold water and quickly put on his school uniform, only to find that the person on the opposite bunk didn't move.

He walked over and knocked on the edge of the bed: "Get up, get up! Today's flag-raising ceremony, roll call is required!"

Jiang Peifeng was drowsy and covered his head with the air conditioner, and continued to sleep to death.

The boss had already cleaned up, and when he looked back, someone had fallen asleep again.

He had no choice but to climb up, pull off the quilt, lift up the 100-jin bulky cargo, and shouted: "There are still 5 minutes to go to morning class!"

Jiang Peifeng was bleary-eyed, his hair was disheveled like chicken feathers, his pajamas were baggy, and he was very depressed.

He glanced at the boss listlessly, sighed in resignation, and got up to get out of bed.As a result, my entire head was offline, and I couldn't command my limbs to coordinate and coordinate. I was just about to stand up, when my knees softened, and I threw myself forward.

The boss who was about to back down the ladder didn't have time to react, and was directly crushed by Jiang Peifeng like a mountain.

Jiang Peifeng hugged a soft body all at once, and his consciousness, which was just a little awake, automatically chose the sleep mode, and he unconsciously rubbed his cheeks against the softness.

Zhou Jinghui was pressed down, leaning against the bed, struggling to speak.He just opened his mouth, and the words he spoke seemed to be broken:

"Shake~ shake me away, I can't breathe."

Leng Su walked over to get a towel with his toothbrush in his mouth, when he looked up, he saw two people next to him with "rolled sheets" on the bed.Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, he yelled: "It's sunny, you should pay attention!"

Students passing by craned their necks to look inside.

Jiang Peifeng was woken up by Leng Su's voice, he woke up belatedly, and finally realized that he was going to be late for class.

However, he rushed out of the dormitory like the wind, and was still late.

It was Monday again, when the king came to inspect, Jiang Peifeng took a book and stood in the corridor to read it.

Halfway through the reading, Jiang Peifeng's voice became lower and lower when he noticed the king's gaze, and finally he couldn't read any more.

Even if you really put on an appearance, at least you can still pretend to be a little bit, and read it with a physics book. This dogleg expression is too eye-catching, okay?

The king's full name is Wang Yan. He is less than thirty years old and looks gentle. He is the physics teacher in their class.

The king stood behind Jiang Peifeng and smiled jokingly: "Keep reading, why not, I'm listening."

Jiang Peifeng: "..."

Jiang Peifeng glanced at the king secretly, and wisely chose to remain silent.

The king put his hand on the handrail of the corridor, and said chattingly: "I heard that you won the first place in the preliminary competition last night, it's okay, boy."

Ever since he was in high school, the king expressed dissatisfaction with him for spending too much time on departmental activities. Hearing this, Jiang Peifeng didn't know what the king meant, so he had to compromise and said: "There are two more games, can we make it to the end?" It's still an unknown."

"Yo, don't be arrogant or impatient." The king continued to tease.

Jiang Peifeng: "..."

"Success," the king patted him on the shoulder, "It's not bad to have this result, and it's not in vain for you to spend more than a year. But don't be anticlimactic, the previous results are so good, and you were kicked out of the final."

"No," Jiang Peifeng said seriously, "I will definitely get the position of chairman."

King: "Have you considered what to do in the semi-finals?"

Jiang Peifeng shook his head sincerely: "I asked yesterday, and I am not familiar with the teachers of the semi-finals, so I have to take one step at a time."

"How about this, since you have come through all kinds of difficulties in front of you, it seems that I will be sorry for my position as the head teacher if you don't help me this time."

As the king said, he took out his phone and turned it on, "This is the phone number of the dean, Teacher Liu, one of your teachers in the rematch. He will be busy with the transfer of the relationship between the third-year student party organization this week, and the chairman of the previous student union will also come back to help. You can figure it out."

Jiang Peifeng looked at the phone number in surprise, and quickly took out a small notebook to write down: "Is my motive too obvious for saying rashly that I want to help?"

The king said indifferently: "It depends on what you say. But I'm ugly to say, you can only skip two classes of sub-subjects at most. If I find out that you skipped English class, please be careful."

Jiang Peifeng nodded happily.

After many preparations, Jiang Peifeng finally called the dean:

"Is this the dean, Mr. Liu? Hello, I am Jiang Peifeng from class 4. There are a few party activists in our class who want to give you the learning experience. I went to your office just now and you are not here. When will I hand it over to you?" Woolen cloth?"

"I'm sorry, our class committee just fell ill, so I'm here to explain it this time. I don't know who Teacher He is."

The sick school committee bit an ice cream and stood beside him without speaking.

"Three o'clock in the afternoon on this Thursday? Yes, no problem. Room 503, Mingde Building, I know."

Jiang Peifeng hung up the phone contentedly, and looked at the school committee with stares in his eyes: "You have helped me a lot this time, Thursday afternoon happened to be the seniors who finished the college entrance examination and returned to school, maybe the chairman of the previous student union will come too."

The school committee finished the ice cream in twos and wiped their mouths: "Then buy me another ice cream."

"It's done!" Jiang Peifeng dragged his tone, flicked his sleeves, and went to buy ice cream for the school committee.

On Thursday, Jiang Peifeng rushed to Room 503 of Mingde Building after the first class. From a distance, he could see the seniors coming and going in and out of Room 503.

Jiang Peifengxin said that it was a good time to come. He walked in with the ideological report of the activists who joined the party. Before entering the door, he saw Tang Lancheng, the chairman of the previous student union.

Tang Lan was not tall, with neat short hair, wearing overalls, looking very refreshing.

She has just finished the college entrance examination, and it is said that she has been recommended to a prestigious overseas school. This time is probably the last time she will come to school in the near future.

Jiang Peifeng didn't know her very well. Every term of student council president had her own style, and Tang Lancheng's style was probably to rule by doing nothing.

The activities that require her to approve are only a symbolic question of the time and place before signing, and the funds that need to be submitted for approval only need to have a list of details, so Jiang Peifeng really does not have much communication with her.

However, he was very happy to see an acquaintance. Jiang Peifeng was about to walk over to say hello to her when he lowered his head and found that the laces of his sneakers were loose.

There were too many people coming in and out of the classroom, Jiang Peifeng was afraid of blocking their way, so he moved to the corner to tie his shoelaces.

At this time, he heard a familiar voice.

"Chairman, what did you call me for?"

It was Yuan Zheng's voice, Jiang Peifeng said heartily: Yes, the road to Yuanjia is really narrow.

Hearing Tang Lancheng say with a smile: "Why, why don't you call the future chairman if you have nothing to do?"

Yuan Zheng declined and said with a smile: "I haven't written my horoscope yet, so I'm so embarrassed when you say that."

Tang Lancheng was silent for half a minute, then suddenly said: "Actually, between you and Jiang Peifeng, I really care about you a little more. I called you here today, and I also want to tell you what you will encounter in the rematch."

Jiang Peifeng: "..." This feeling of being said to be inferior to the enemy behind the scenes is still very subtle.

Yuan Zheng was also very surprised, and still said politely: "Actually, Jiang Peifeng is quite capable."

"It's not just his ability," Tang Lancheng said, "There are a lot of great people in your class, and the overall level of the student union is much better than ours. But his ability to do things is not enough. He makes me feel a little Unreliable, not only me, but also the teachers in the academic work group think so."

Yuan Zheng didn't speak.

Tang Lancheng continued: "Besides, you are still in high school, not a university. After all, you should focus on study. If Jiang Peifeng is the chairman, the activities of the entire student union are probably focused on entertainment. It is estimated that the activities of the study department will be more important. It has become a handyman department that no one cares about."

Jiang Peifeng felt that it was a mistake for him to come here today.