Little Sweet O, he doesn't want Shura Field either

Before Su Yuxiu left, he actually left a word.

"If there is no suitable candidate, you can ask the little secretary to take the place."

Acting student council president.

When Lin Miao first knew about it, she blurted out "impossible": There are so many capable people in the student union, how could it be possible for him to join?

As a result, Qi Weiwei—the fat girl she met in the art room once said, that's not necessarily true, the president is the person who knows the student union best.

The student union seems to be a school organization that serves students, but in reality there are many ways to do it. In addition to the school's trust in Su Yu, Mingwang's student union this year has a particularly large degree of autonomy. The right to make decisions, there are many internal factions, and they are intertwined.

When Su Yu was here before, everyone was able to put their minds to rest and perform their duties; once Su Yu left, many people became alive and quarreled in meetings every day: who is eligible to run for the student council president?Su Yu is only temporarily absent from school, is it necessary to run an election campaign?What to vote for, it's not fair how many people you have in your department...

After a few days of quarreling, the dean couldn't stand it anymore, and felt that what the proud student said made sense: "If you can't decide, why not use the little secretary!"

I also asked the head of the grade teaching group as a staff member. The head of the teaching group has recently eaten Lin Miao's oil and water for supplementary lessons, and his whole body has become rich. Hearing this, he nodded kindly: "My students are really good."

As a result of the dimensionality reduction attack, and the factions of the student union did not want each other to be promoted, Lin Miao actually temporarily acted as the president of the student union.

On the day of taking office, the number of new posts on the Mingwang Forum once again climbed to the peak.

"The attendance rate assessment of the discipline inspection department this week..."

Ji Yangtian walked outside the meeting room of the student union and heard voices coming from inside.

The afternoon sun shines through the glass windows of the meeting room. The girl holding the folder is reporting something to the person sitting in the middle.

Different from Su Yu's monopolistic and vigorous style of dealing with things, Lin Miao is a relatively gentle type who is good at listening. Ji Yangtian thought that his character would not be able to shock the students from the student union, so he would often come to the door for a walk , I didn't expect that after a few days, at least on the surface, it was quite calm.

The people from the student union saw him coming to Lin Miao at first, and they would be upset for Su Yu and stare at him. Later, they didn't know whether he was bought by Lin Miao or wanted to leave. He is air.

"Then let's get here first today, everyone has worked hard—"

Seeing that everyone started to clean up the things on the table, Ji Yangtian couldn't wait to wave his arms outside the door.

Lin Miao was reminded softly by the people around him, looked up and saw him, got up and walked out: "Why are you here?"

"Looking for you to go out to play!" Ji Yangtian handed him the milk tea in his hand, "Look at you getting tired every day, brother will take you out to relax!"

Lin Miao recently made up classes and took over the student union. She has lost weight visibly to the naked eye, and her face is only the size of a palm. Fortunately, her height has not shrunk.

"There is an inter-school event this afternoon. The No. [-] Middle School is exchanging teaching with our school. I have to accompany them on a tour. I may not have time." Lin Miao thought for a while, "Can tomorrow night be okay?"

"Okay, don't work too hard!" Ji Yangtian said bluntly, "Stop studying, if you are depressed, it's not worth it!"

In fact, Lin Miao found his own sense of value in the fulfillment and busyness after he started studying and took over the student union. However, he was afraid that Ji Yangtian would feel ridiculed if he said it, so he just smiled: "No Yes, I am very happy."

Ji Yangtian pushed his hand holding the milk tea: "That's all right, drink it quickly, it will be cold in a while."

—— "Drink it quickly, it will be cold in a while."

Lin Miao didn't know what to think of, and was slightly stunned for a moment before pulling out the straw and inserting it into the cup of milk tea.

In the inter-school exchange teaching activities, the student representatives from No. [-] Middle School can be regarded as half of Lin Miao's acquaintances.

The flag bearer behind Su Yu during the city games, He Yu.

Lin Miao never spoke directly to He Yu, but when he was outside the door at the sports meeting, it was He Yu's words that pierced his heart like steel needles.

He didn't have a good impression of He Yu, and He Yu didn't have a good attitude towards him.

He Yu questioned Su Yu's eyesight in his heart when he heard about the so-called "big triangle". Now, although he has to admit that Su Yu's eyesight is fine, he still complains about his eyesight— Su Yu had only been out of school for a few days, and Lin Miao was hanging out with some school bully? !Maybe suspending school is because they are angry, bah!

Lin Miao took people from the two schools to visit Mingwang's student talent work wall. The school leaders also saved trouble. They selected a group of outstanding ones from the call for papers for the last sports meeting, and hung them in the corridor like this.

A few students in No. [-] Middle School were very interested in Lin Miao's paintings, and they praised "wow, this is good", "I like this feeling", "I'm at a loss for words"... The teacher who led the No. [-] Middle School felt that his school was not good at all. To reflect their cultural level, pat their "talented scholars" on the shoulder and ask with a smile, "He Yu, what do you think?"

The friendly exchanges between the two schools thought that He Yu would say some high-sounding and professional phrases to praise, but He Yu stared at the painting for a long time, then glanced at the signature on the lower right, and asked, "This is the name of the student union of your school. A long drawing?"

Members of the student union directly responded on behalf of Lin Miao: "Yes, our president is usually very low-key, and the school only takes it out when it is needed. If the time is not missed, the principal said that he will take it to the provincial competition!"

"That's not recommended to take it to the competition, so as not to make a joke."

He Yu said with a smile, staring at Lin Miao, "After all, you will make this painting, and there are too many traces of imitation."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Almost everyone's eyes turned to Lin Miao for a moment, but Lin Miao calmly said, "I didn't imitate, who are you referring to?"

"It's really hard talking." He Yu said contemptuously, took out the phone from his pocket, pressed it a few times, and stood the screen in front of everyone, "This is a painting by a famous master on Weibo, although people usually don't draw these type, but Lin Miao's imitation of his painting style is too much, and anyone who knows how to paint can recognize it at a glance! Maybe you think no one is online, so you copy so recklessly?"

The teacher who led the No. [-] Middle School didn't look at it carefully at first, but after hearing this, he looked at it carefully for a moment, and his face became serious.

Mingwang's dean hurriedly gave Lin Miao a wink, which meant "Hurry up and find a way to deny it, otherwise our school will lose adults!"

Seeing the content on the screen, Lin Miao felt dumbfounded. He didn't know where to start. Just as he was about to speak, someone suddenly said at the corner of the stairs: "Fart, copy Nima, it's so ugly! I've seen Lin Miao with my own eyes. Painting has nothing to do with any Weibo guru!"

Ji Yangtian wandered around every day, and originally wanted to follow them. He didn't expect Lin Miao to be splashed with such a bucket of dirty water, so he couldn't help but squeeze half of his body out to fight for him.

When He Yu saw him, he became even more angry: Isn't this the concubine who partnered with Lin Miao to take Su Yu out of school?

He frowned, and said, "You've seen it, and you counted it? Who do you think you are? I also said that the great master taught me how to draw!" He turned to the dean and said, " Teacher, some students in your school are really rude, and when the two schools communicate, he rushes forward with obscenities for no reason, and I heard that he is a 'school bully'?"

"People like this who run rampant in the school and bully students will only affect the school spirit and discipline. There is no such person in our No. [-] Middle School. I suggest that he be dismissed to avoid affecting the external image of your entire school!"

Ji Yangtian was about to take off his sleeves with a "Fuck" sound, but was hurriedly stopped by other students. The teaching director also felt that this time he had lost his face, and shouted: "Ji Yangtian, look at this occasion, shut up and get out!" Ji Yangtian changed color suddenly, and was dragged desperately by several students, and said loudly: "I just watched it, why don't you let me say, the grades are so bad..."

The scene fell into chaos for a while, He Yu sneered: "Then let him draw a picture on the spot? I also want to see with my own eyes. Without comparison, can he still touch the fur of the great god? Oh, the ones that have been drawn before are not counted." !"

Qi Weiwei grabbed the corner of her clothes and whispered to Lin Miao, "Then... how about you draw a picture for him? The art room is downstairs..."

Lin Miao said, "I don't paint."

His voice was calm, and his back was straight. Even though everyone really murmured in their hearts "Is this what you mean you can't draw?", for a while, no one gloated at his misfortune.

Lin Miao knew that behind him was the entire Mingwang Student Union. If he really followed He Yu's instructions, even if he could prove himself in the end, it would still seem like he was at a disadvantage.

Under everyone's attention, he leaned against the wall and took out his mobile phone, and pressed down his eyes a few times. He Yu sarcastically said: "Why, you want to temporarily memorize the master's painting? The master's painting style is unique and rich in skills. Every time I You have to think about it for at least a week, don't even think about it!" Lin Miao didn't even lift her eyelids.

He Yu was still about to speak, but the teacher in charge of No. [-] Middle School suddenly stared at Lin Miao's hand and murmured, "Wait a minute..."

Everyone looked at him in unison.

On the contrary, the teacher who led the team seemed very nervous, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked tentatively: "That day you broadcast live in the middle of the night, why did you delete the replay?"

Lin Miao paused, and answered without thinking: "It's disgusting to be put in the appearance area by the administrator, and some messy people come in."

Others present didn't know why, but the teacher who led the team took a deep breath.

While talking, the school's weak signal finally turned to the page that Lin Miao wanted. Lin Miao turned the screen up and turned to everyone, almost at the same time as the teacher who led the team: "So you are 'Miao Xianbao'!!"

"Do you understand?"

"What playback, teacher, you..."

Halfway through He Yu's unconvinced speech, the voice stopped abruptly—he saw the homepage on Lin Miao's phone screen clearly.

The teacher leading the No. [-] Middle School: "A few days ago, the live broadcast of Miaoxianbao in the middle of the night, the audience saw his hand, but you may not have seen it after deleting the replay - I thought it couldn't be such a coincidence, oops!" Depressedly, he came up to hold Lin Miao's hand, looked left and right: "So you are so young, I didn't believe it at first, the painting is really good, oops... I was the one who recommended you to Xiaoyu, to cause you trouble I’m really sorry—are you interested in considering No. [-] Middle School? The teaching conditions are good and the learning atmosphere is strong, and there is a special teaching building for art students!”

The teaching director next to him went from anxiety.jpg to ecstasy.gif, and the more he listened, the more something went wrong and he went straight back to blackface.jpg. He rushed forward and rescued Lin Miao. He shook the teacher's hand and said, "Then No, look at your students' youthful vigor and meanness and aggressiveness, we honest children are not suitable hahahaha..."

The two old foxes smiled and walked forward holding hands. He Yu's face was changing. He felt a burning pain in his face for a while, and couldn't accept the artist he admired the most. The reality was equal to the legendary Omega. Worldviews tend to falter.

"Grade doesn't mean everything." Everyone started to move forward, Lin Miao put the phone back in his pocket, took two steps, turned to He Yu and said, "Ji Yangtian is much better than you in terms of character. "

When Ji Yangtian heard this not far away, he was startled, and his expression was slightly moved when he looked at Lin Miao.

"Also," Lin Miao added to He Yu before he realized it, "I'm not interested in teaching you, I've seen your paintings, and your talent is really average."

He Yu: "..."

After the main force walked out for a while, a student from the No. [-] Middle School found that He Yu had fallen behind, and turned around to pull him symbolically: "Although it's embarrassing, but go back to No. [-] Middle School and pretend it never happened. Don't be too angry."

He Yu was dragged away and lost his mind.

It's okay to be angry, but being denied your talent face to face by the great god you once worshiped is really sad! How can you cultivate it! tat

At the same time, private hospital wards.

The skin of the apple broke with a "chi" and the half of the apple was as fleshy as the skin. The old man lying on the bed with his eyes open didn't bother, and stretched out his hand tremblingly: "Thank you, Yu'er."

Su Yu took out the tissue paper, wiped off the juice on his hands, and kept his face away from the old man's contact, saying, "It's all right."

"I'm sick, delayed, cough cough..." Before he could say a word, the old man coughed heavily like a broken bellows, "I've delayed you a lot of time, and you can't even go to school, cough cough, Stay in this snow cave-like ward and take care of me..."

Su Yu said: "It should."

These words added a bit of kindness and comfort to the old man's face, he smiled and said: "I'm much better now, you don't have to be so close, Yu'er, are you full?"

Su Yu's heart skipped a beat, as if he had a feeling: "...Yes."

"You're an adult too. When I was your age, I had a son and a daughter." Rumor has it that the richer you are, the more you can't get rid of traditional feudalism, and the old man on the bed doesn't mean to be exempt from customs. Meet, pick a suitable child, spread out as soon as possible, and leave an heir, it is the best for you..."

Su Yu gritted her canine teeth slightly, and said after a while, "This matter is not urgent. I won't be in the mood to talk about romance until I see you recover."

The old man's face was calm, but his words had a deterrent force that could not be denied by years of weather: "This is a ward, not a monk's temple. You can go anyway, and don't let me become a stumbling block on your romantic road. I have made an appointment with a child for you..."

Su Yu said: "I don't..."

"Tomorrow night, we will have a meal together in Lijiang Bieju. I have met the children of the Lin family. They have a good temper. You don't need to be stressed..."

Su Yu: "Which Lin family?"

The old man laughed when he heard the words: "Nancheng is worthy of you, which Lin family is there? By the way, what did you want to say just now, I don't...?"

"I have to say that you think too much about me," Su Yu said, "Tomorrow night? I'll prepare."

The author has something to say: There should be another orz before midnight tonight

感谢在2020-07-2617:48:29~2020-07-2717:33:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: two and one;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Qingjiu.3 bottles; Zou Xiaoxiao, forgot 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!