What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Three bold characters appeared on the screen:

Qin Fuyao.

The whole class was stunned, and their eyes were all turned to those who were standing aside.

is her! !

The next person who works like a slave appears.

He Yunxu was stunned for two seconds, then asked calmly, "Fuyao, is this okay?"

Before the person concerned could say anything, someone agreed on her behalf.

"Okay, okay, that's perfect, right?"

Several classmates echoed this.

"Yes! Qin Fuyao is the most suitable to be the squad leader."

"Yeah, I think so too. Qin Fuyao is simply the chosen squad leader."

"Yes! Qin Fuyao is very responsible. He is really a perfect match."

"agreed, agreed."

Li Yi: Huh?! What kind of new tactic is this?

I feel a little sympathy for Qin Fuyao.

Upon hearing this, Situ Jinghong teased, "I didn't expect you to be so popular."

Do you want this kind of popularity?

“…” Even if Qin Fuyao had no brains, he knew that these high school students had bad intentions.

As for what evil intentions he had, I couldn't figure it out for the moment.

Seeing that the classmates were not targeting anyone, He Yunxu couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

"Since he is the popular choice, our class monitor will be..."

What is popular demand?

It's clear that he has bad intentions.

"Wait a minute!" Qin Fuyao didn't want to be pushed to the top without knowing what was going on, so he raised his left hand decisively and hurriedly declined, "Teacher, I don't think I'm up to the task."

"The new student Jinghong is more suitable."

"He said he was happy to serve his classmates and was willing to contribute to the class, and that he could definitely manage our class well."

"?!" Situ Jinghong was originally grinning, but when he heard what she said, he immediately stopped laughing, stretched out his long legs, and secretly kicked the leg of her chair.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Qin Fuyao, are you sick?"

Qin Fuyao moved his stool forward and scored twice.

"Teacher, Jinghong said he can't wait."

Just telling lies with open eyes.

Come at your fingertips.

As a bystander who knew the truth, Li Yi lowered his head silently and laughed at the joke in his heart.

Finally, someone can discipline the arrogant young master.

The other students were not happy.

They strongly demanded that Qin Fuyao be the class monitor and let the teacher listen to the opinions of the masses.

Seeing this, He Yunxu asked everyone to vote.

"Please raise your hands if you agree that Fuyao should be the class monitor."

There are 32 people in the class, and 20 of them raised their hands.

The minority obeys the majority.

He Yunxu didn't expect that Qin Fuyao would receive so much support, and couldn't help but sigh at the pure friendship between classmates.

This is probably what youth looks like!

Little do people know that everyone who raises their hand has 108 thoughts in mind.

He Yunxu was moved by their words and said gently, "Since everyone wants Fuyao to be the class monitor, then Fuyao will temporarily serve as our class monitor for this semester, is that okay?"

This is good. At least before Qin Fuyao leaves Nanzhong, he can get along well with his classmates and not become discouraged about high school life.

Youth should be full of little fights.

There are also reconciliations.

Suddenly I miss the days when the years were like songs.

"..." Qin Fuyao tried to struggle again and asked, "Can I say no?"

Have these high school students' brains been corrupted by studying for a few days? Why would they choose someone who isolates them as class monitor? Aren't they really afraid of making things difficult for them?

But I can't find any flaws.

She didn't even have room to go crazy.

He Yunxu smiled slightly and refused: "No!"

"Everyone, study quietly."

Seeing that their goal had been achieved, they continued to study with satisfaction, aspiring to become a group of indifferent scholars.

Qin Fuyao sighed silently and whispered, "What a sin."

Because of the sins I committed in my previous life, I was reborn as a high school student in this life.

What kind of hatred or grudge is this? I really want to crack open the brains of these high school students and see what they are thinking.

Now that things have come to this, let’s just muddle through.

No big deal.

It's not like there's no way out, there's also a dead end.

Take one step at a time and see what happens. If you fail, you will die halfway.

Situ Jinghong leaned forward and asked, "Oi! How does it feel to be a squad leader?"

If he had known that Class 11 was so fun, he would have come a long time ago.

Especially when you see your little one is deflated.

Qin Fuyao leaned back in his chair, looking sickly, and said bitterly, "Not very good. The body feels cold."

The person looked intact, but he had actually been walking for quite a while.

The world is destroyed! Right now.

"What corpse? Whose corpse is it?" Situ Jinghong looked around.

Qin Fuyao: "You're crazy, don't talk to me."

She immersed herself in her studies, but was curious about what these people could do.

Soon, I understood it.

Every day, countless people clamor for the squad leader to work.

"Class monitor, please go to the office to get the test paper."

"Class monitor, go call the teacher to come to class!"

"Squad leader, it's so noisy outside, go and make them quiet down."

"Monitor, please help carry the books downstairs."

"Class monitor, the teacher asked you to go to the office."

……

The class monitor takes tens of thousands of steps every day just to go to school.

So choosing a squad leader is just like choosing a horse or an ox?

Big break.

Qin Fuyao moved the test paper back to the classroom and just sat down.

A girl rushed into the classroom and shouted, "Class monitor, go to the basketball court quickly."

"???!" Qin Fuyao said indifferently, "What's wrong?"

What's going on? Is she in charge of the basketball court too?

No kidding, feel sorry for yourself.

The girl gasped, "There's going to be a fight between our class and Class 3."

Qin Fuyao was completely confused.

Nerve, what does fighting have to do with her?

"Then why are you looking for me?" She stood up from her seat and said helplessly, "Hurry and find the teacher..."

The words are not finished yet.

The girl grabbed her wrist and prepared to run out.

Qin Fuyao was stunned and asked in disbelief, "What are you doing?"

Is it a bit ambiguous?

The girl blushed and said anxiously, "There's no time to explain. Come with me now."

After saying that, he pulled everyone out of the classroom quickly.

When Li Yi saw this scene, he couldn't concentrate on learning anymore and ran after them.

After seeing this, the people in the class followed one after another.

--playground--

As soon as Qin Fuyao arrived, he saw two groups of people pushing and shoving each other, and they might start fighting next.

Looking closely, I saw someone I knew.

Class 3 of Senior is headed by Li Jinyan.

Class 11 of Senior is headed by Situ Jinghong.

Neither of them was wearing school uniforms, and facing each other, they had an aura of "kill me if you dare".

Isn't this just love rivals meeting and being extremely jealous of each other?

Before Qin Fuyao got close, he heard a group of people shouting.

"Playfield No. 3 has always been used by our class. Can you from Class 11 be more sensible?" The speaker was Li Jinyan.

Situ Jinghong looked defiant and said unhappily, "Why? The court isn't engraved with your class's name. Whoever gets there first gets it."

Give them what they like.

Do you really think you are the boss just because you have good grades?

Li Jinyan was furious. He reached out and grabbed the collar of the man in front of him, saying in a cold voice, "Situ Jinghong, do you really want to fight?"

The two of them had a grudge against each other right after the school started, and now they can't stand each other.

Situ Jinghong couldn't stand this kind of provocation at all, so he raised his fist and hit him in the face.

A fight is about to break out.