Urban God-level Selection System

"Okay, I'll introduce myself first. My name is Zhang Wanlin, and I am your new head teacher."

Zhang Wanlin reached out and took the only piece of chalk in the chalk box. Lu Fei applied a thick layer of glue on one end of this piece of chalk. Once he got it, he couldn't take it off.

Lu Fei couldn't help smirking at the thought of conspiracy and trickery.

See how he escapes.

Zhang Wanlin picked up a chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard, "Also, this is my phone number."

A number is added below.

"I hope that we will be teachers and students in get out of class and friends after class. We will help each other a lot in the future."

After speaking, Zhang Wanlin was about to put down the chalk, only then did he find something wrong, and looked at this weird piece of chalk.

Unable to shake it off, the piece of chalk stuck to his hand.

Seeing his weird and funny look, the students finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Lu Fei sarcastically said, "Teacher, why can't you even put this piece of chalk?

If you can't let it go, how can you be a teacher? "

Zhang Wanlin said with a smile; "This classmate is right, he can't let go of chalk, how can he be a teacher?"

I saw him slowly, taking off his gloves.

The chalk is in the glove.

"Hey, I wasted a pair of gloves."

What a pity he said to himself like this.

This almost made the whole class look stupid.

Under normal circumstances, which teacher will come to class wearing gloves?

I laughed at him like that just now, it was really slapped on the spot, like a slap in the face.

Lu Zimo looked idiotic and said, "This is too handsome!"

"You look a little lost."

Zhang Wanlin looked down at them and couldn't help but comfort, "Hey, it's okay, it's okay this time, there will be the next time, there will always be a success, right?"

The teacher in front of them is still comforting them, which is simply a deep irony to them.

It's like a gang of people going to robbery, but nothing has been robbed. The victim thought they were pitiful and took the initiative to give them some leftovers. Another sentence: Come, see you are pitiful, take this food.

It's a shame.

"Who is the monitor?"

Zhang Wanlin asked.

He needs to formally understand the situation in this class.

No one answered.

"Why, is it possible that there is no squad leader?"

"Report teacher, yes."

"..." There is no squad leader, Zhang Wanlin can hardly imagine what will happen next.

"That class represents..." "Neither."

"There isn't a class leader?"

"Ok!"

Zhang Wanlin scratched his head.

Sure enough, Chaban was so bad that it couldn't be described with the best.

"to make.

Originally, I wanted to explain some things to the squad leader. Since there are no cadres in the class, I would re-elect. "

Zhang Wanlin said, "You can recommend yourself or others. From now on, the first person to choose is the monitor."

No one spoke.

The entire class seems to have no passion for the class cadres.

"Aren't you bothered by the monitor?

You can go through the back door, take extra money, and have great power. "

Zhang Wanlin deliberately seduced.

"Cut~ Who wants to be a cadre on duty, just to help you work."

Lu Fei was already very upset with Zhang Wanlin, deliberately clasping his nostrils, and acting in charge.

"Yes, what is good about the cadres in class? Isn't he good for ordinary students?"

Yang Xiaoyu also echoed.

Lu Zimo originally wanted to take the initiative to recommend him as the class leader, but the whole class did not participate. It seemed a bit betrayal to participate alone, so just watch the wind.

In fact, most students think so.

If you are regarded as a betrayer in the class, you will not only be left out by the whole class, but will also be bullied.

This is the status quo of Grade One (1).

Zhang Wanlin saw it naturally, and smiled: "There is no one willing, right?

If you are not willing, then I will just order it casually. "

One hand was raised abruptly in the classroom, like a bright banner, so swagger.

It was Zhang Qiaoyue's hand that made the whole class in an uproar.

Although Zhang Qiaoyue is a different kind of this class, but this junky eye raising hand is beyond everyone's imagination.

"Huh! Betrayer!"

The students murmured, although in a low voice, they seemed to be for Zhang Wanlin.

Zhang Wanlin said, "Okay, what's your name?"

"Zhang Qiaoyue."

"Ok.

Is there anyone next to run for monitor? "

Why should this alien be the squad leader? If you have to listen to her in the future, it's better to die.

Lu Zimo thought so, and immediately raised his hand.

"I want to recommend myself."

"Then what's your name?"

"Lu Zimo."

"Well, is there any next one?"

Lu Zimo's actions surprised both Lu Fei and Yang Xiaoyu.

Lu Fei said in air: "Lu Zimo, how come you are!"

Lu Zimo retorted: "Do you want Zhang Qiaoyue to sit on your head and order you to do this and that?"

"I won't listen to anyone."

"If you choose me, it is not him who is the monitor, but me.

Am I still good at talking?

How do you love. "

That said, it's really true.

Moreover, it would be really embarrassing if it was spread out that Zhang Qiaoyue, an alien, became the monitor of the class.

It's better to choose Lu Zimo.

Thinking about this, Lu Fei also figured it out, so he called a few best friends to discuss, and soon a large group of diehards agreed to recommend Lu Zimo as the monitor.

In fact, Lu Zimo had already completely crushed Zhang Qiaoyue just by fighting for his popularity.

Zhang Qiaoyue has a strange name in this class, which makes her hardly friends, and she is alone for almost a day.

On the contrary, Lu Zimo, who loves beauty, has a large number of suitors, and there are countless girlfriends. She said hello, who wouldn't come to help.

"If there is no one below, then it is two people campaigning.

The first is Zhang Qiaoyue, is there anyone to choose her? "

Zhang Wanlin asked.

No one raised their hands.

The scene seemed a bit awkward.

After a pause, Zhang Wanlin said again: "Well, Zhang Qiaoyue has 0 votes.

Next is Lu Zimo, is there anyone who supports her? "

The class raises hands.

Such a grand occasion surprised Zhang Wanlin.

What made him even more surprised was how even Zhang Qiaoyue, a competitor, also raised his hand?

This makes him even more confused.

"Well, I counted the heads. There were 35 votes, which is good.

Lu Zimo became the monitor.

Next is the class representative. "

Lu Zimo sat down happily, and even wanted to take out a small mirror to touch up her makeup. In fact, she had another selfishness in her campaign, which was to have more time to get close to Zhang Wanlin, the head teacher.

He is so handsome, what's wrong with being close to him?

Under the leadership of Zhang Wanlin, the first grade (1) class of high school has rarely campaigned for class cadres seriously.

The atmosphere seemed enthusiastic for a while, and there was a scramble for discussion.

At this moment, a student passed by the window, and the class suddenly became extremely quiet.

"Hey, why is it suddenly quiet? Who is the representative of this physical education class?"

Zhang Wanlin patted the blackboard.

But no one paid attention to him.

He also noticed the student, who was walking towards the front door.