Jiangxin Poplar

After dawn, Yang Yulang went to the company first, and then directly transferred to the airport.

After Jiang Cheng studied alone in the apartment for two days, he saved some things he didn't understand and went to the office to find Han Yunzhou.It doesn't make sense for people to come to the apartment to look for him. Jiang Cheng is very self-aware. Even if Han Yunzhou is willing to run away like this for Yang Yulang's sake, he can't really treat himself as a green onion.

"Brother Zhou." Seeing Han Yunzhou playing with his mobile phone with Erlang's legs crossed, he called out politely.

Han Yunzhou raised his eyes and smiled brightly: "You are here, sit down."

Jiang Cheng also smiled. He hoped to learn something about Yang Yulang's condition from Han Yunzhou. He would occasionally ask about the situation while chatting after make-up classes, but Han Yunzhou always understated it, so he never got any useful information.

Han Yunzhou's teaching method is different from Yang Yulang's. The latter often gives advice in a few words, without any nonsense, while Han Yunzhou is persuasive, and his explanations are also very detailed. Seeing that he has not laid a good foundation, he gave him basic teaching for several days.If Yang Yulang's approach to him was to face up to difficulties, Han Yunzhou chose to fight steadily.

Jiang Cheng learned with his heart, and benefited a lot from both methods.

A few days later, the school started, and he went through the registration procedures by himself.

Seeing him coming, Zhou Yan moved in neatly. Jiang Cheng saw that he was drowsy, and slapped him on the forehead with the rolled up book: "On the first day of school, I'll just sit up straight. gone."

Zhou Yan sat up straight in a jerk: "Brother Cheng, what orders do you have, my little brother will never hesitate to die."

Jiang Cheng hated iron but said: "Why did your mother send you to school with money?"

Zhou Yan glanced at him and thought, "Were you better than me before?" But he didn't dare to tell the truth, and said with a smile, "Brother Cheng, I bet with them that everyone in the class meeting will elect you as the Captain, do you believe it?"

Jiang Cheng was at a loss: "Why did you choose the squad leader?"

"Didn't you know that the squad leader resigned at the end of last term? Oh yes, you never cared about this. He said the pressure was too much to deal with, so he resigned."

Jiang Cheng: "I'm not the one, whoever loves to be the one, you dare to choose me to kill you."

"I made a bet."

"Then I'll lose you, you bastard. Let's see if you dare to bet on me in the future."

Luanmao's tablemate clutched his small purse in pain, and looked at Jiangcheng pitifully.

Jiang Cheng doesn't like this: "Fuck off."

Sure enough, the class meeting kicked off the election of the class leader.

Jiang Cheng didn't bother to talk to him, and flipped through his study materials on his own.

He wrote a random name and put it in, and then he turned a deaf ear to the things around him and only read sage books.

When the result was announced, he accidentally looked up at the votes on the blackboard. Among the three candidates, his votes were far ahead.

Damn it, his face turned black instantly.

Turning his head and glaring at Zhou Yan: "Did I tell you not to choose me?"

Zhou Yan was shocked: "I didn't choose you, I swear!"

In fact, Jiangcheng didn't reject being the monitor, he just felt that his studies were so heavy, and he didn't make up the courses he missed, so how could he have time to be a class committee member?

But when he saw that the number of votes was so far ahead, he was speechless with a hint of pride. After all, in this class, most of the students didn't have a good impression of him. It shows that the changes in the past six months are still being noticed.

As a human being, everyone more or less wants to be recognized and respected by others, and Jiangcheng is no exception. In the past, if he didn't care, it was probably self-defeating and self-deceiving.

Seeing that the votes had been counted, Mr. Tang, the teacher in charge, said with his hands behind his back, "The results are out. Let's welcome Jiangcheng students to speak on stage."

Jiang Cheng's eyelids twitched, he really felt that he didn't have time to be the squad leader.

Reluctantly, he stood up and walked to the podium, facing dozens of scorching gazes, he moved his lips.

Seeing this, Elder Tang said, "It's rare, our Jiangcheng students are shy?"

Shy your sister!Jiang Cheng gritted his molars, turned to Elder Tang, and said, "Isn't it right?"

"Then how do we do it?" Elder Tang was anxious when he heard that, "This was chosen by everyone, and everyone expects it!"

Jiang Cheng secretly rolled his eyes, thinking of Han Yunzhou's saying, "Those who know how to manage their time will always have enough time for them", which actually makes sense.

Let's give it a try, he looked at the crowd and said helplessly, "Well, since everyone is so supportive, then I have to give everyone some face, don't let you down, right, anyway, we will be in the same class in the future, we will share weal and woe , everyone should unite and be united to the outside world, don’t let outsiders bully your own people, and I, the squad leader, will do my best to do my job well.”

Zhou Yan was the first to jump up and applaud, overjoyed in his heart: "Ouye, I have received another red envelope!"

The other students also applauded one after another, and the students in the last two rows who used to only focus on sleeping and playing games whistled, probably because they felt that they would be more free in the future when someone covered them.

"By the way," Elder Tang stopped him before he was about to leave the podium, "There is one more thing, the school is going to hold a basketball game, and you have arranged for the players and training together."

Jiang Cheng was speechless for a moment: "Old Tang, do you think I look like such an idle person?"

"Then what can we do?" Mr. Tang spread his hands, "You are the best player in our class, and you are still the class monitor. If you don't let you take responsibility, who else can we turn to?" After a pause, he said, "I know you don't have time. It’s easy to arrange, you will be the commander-in-chief, and then ask two classmates to help, and the arrangement will be done.”

Jiang Cheng secretly slandered, and glanced at the class: "I really can't do this, and I don't have time to participate in the competition, let the sports committee do it."

As soon as the sports committee member quit, he stood up and said, "If you don't participate, we will lose, so why not fight?"

"Hey," Elder Tang frowned, "be civilized."

The sports committee glanced at him and said, "Then you still need a buttock?"

Elder Tang: "..." I couldn't vent my anger, "There is still a week before the list is submitted, you should discuss it yourself, and we will discuss how to do it next week."

It's not that Jiang Cheng had never been a class committee member before. He had been a class representative and group leader for several years in primary and junior high schools. At that time, he felt very proud and didn't have many things to take care of. Most of the time, he just needed to take the lead because of the name of class leader.

But now being the monitor of the squad is a lot of shit. As far as the basketball game is concerned, the sports committee hangs around him every day. Of course, they don't want to push this on him, but spare no effort to persuade him to become a forward.

Not only did the sports committee come to bother him every day, but Elder Tang also asked him for his opinion every now and then.

He was annoyed enough, and directly said: "If you participate in the ball game, I can't take care of the affairs of the class."

"What's the problem?" Tang Laoman said indifferently, "Isn't there a deputy squad leader? Besides, there are not many things in the class. You can learn to delegate power now, which will be very helpful for you to enter the society in the future. of."

Hey, that makes sense!

He suddenly remembered that Yang Yulang was a member of several companies, and he had never seen him do everything himself, but the company's operations were not all good.

Thinking about it carefully, Luo Ge is basically the manager of Anran Photography. It seems that Yang Yulang is implementing the so-called decentralization policy. He probably drafted a complete management system, and then selected a suitable person as the second in command. In this way, as long as major events are involved, other You can let go.

He pondered for a while and agreed.

The deputy squad leader was a little flattered. He had a deputy in his job title, and everyone didn't take him seriously. He went to Jiang Cheng directly for any big and small matters. Now that Jiang Cheng made an announcement in class, he went to him first and made him straighten up. .

The enrollment rate of No. [-] Middle School is low. On the one hand, the teaching resources are poor, and the quality of students varies from good to bad. On the other hand, the academic style is not high. On the other hand, the school leaders respect sports activities. Basketball games, badminton games, and football games emerge in endlessly, especially basketball games, which are held almost every year. , Even if you are in the third year of high school, you still participate in the competition.

In the following time, Jiang Cheng was occupied almost all of his time by studying and training.One thing that is quite annoying is that every time you go to play, you have to take off the Sirius to prevent it from being hit by the ball or falling off and smashing. got used to.

In physical education class, during the free time, Jiang Cheng was sweating from playing basketball. He rested alone against a big tree. Rosie, the study committee member, came to him, holding mineral water and a brand new towel in both hands.

Jiang Cheng glanced at her, but didn't take her things.

This Rosie was also persistent, Jiang Cheng didn't pay attention to her, so she just stuck there.

Jiang Cheng thought in his heart: "Okay, if you don't want to go, I will go."

Seeing that Jiang Cheng was about to leave, Rosie became anxious, and stuffed water and a towel into his arms, and wanted to run away, but Jiang Cheng held him back.

He turned over the towel, and there was a pink envelope attached to it.

"What is this?" Jiang Cheng held her back and asked directly.

Rosie blushed, struggling desperately to run away.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Cheng already understood, he stuffed the letter back: "Take it away."

Rosie was so ashamed and impatient that she was on the verge of tears.

Jiang Cheng lost his mind and comforted him: "Don't run away in a hurry. I don't have time to find you after you run away like this. I don't want to delay this matter. Can you understand?"

The two chattered, attracting a lot of curious eyes, Rosie became even more anxious when she was stared at.

Speaking of which, Rosie is in very good condition, with good looks and temperament, and her grades are still among the top in the class. The boys chasing her can form a company, but she only fell in love with Jiangcheng, and she fell in love with it very early on. , but at that time Jiang Cheng had Liu Feifei by his side.

Later, she learned that Liu Feifei and Jiang Cheng had broken up. She was very happy. Whenever Jiang Cheng came to class, she would glance at him for nothing. The former cold, high-minded, rascal, and tyrannical ruffian began to study seriously, not just pretending, but really focused on studying, which can be seen from the steady rise of his grades.In addition, Jiangcheng is about 1.8 meters tall, with a healthy bronze complexion tanned by the sun, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his straight long legs are a sight to poke at any place. Who doesn't like such a boy.

It's not that there are no other girls to show their favor, but Jiangcheng is cold to everyone, and she doesn't bother to say a word, that is, she can see some changes in the past few months, and she is a little closer than before, so she ran boldly Come to confess, and believe that Jiang Cheng has no reason to reject him.