The two teachers who had already given wenjo their group low marks immediately hesitated.

In case these students splash, really put this matter on the net, the injustice of the central voice spread out, the school face can not hang.

So, the score was changed urgently.

Backstage Zhao Tong is still fighting with Lu youyou. Lu youYou can beat ten Zhao tongs with his mouth.

Zhao Tong is weak and belligerent.

"If I win, you people from the folk music club will take a detour when they see me in school." Zhao Tong exclaimed hysterically.

Lu youyou: "OK, if we win, we will take a detour when you see Zhao Tong!"

When Zhao Tong was about to lose his temper, the staff ran to the backstage: "you all come on stage, and you have to announce the score."

Zhao Tong took the lead and took the lead.

Lu youyou called out in the back: "it's not you who are the first, you are really the first. What's the hurry?"

Zhao Tong looked back at her: "don't be arrogant. You will cry for a while."

In fact, Lu youyou has no idea.

Among the three judges, one is Zhao Tong's cousin, and the other two teachers are also teachers of western music.

Everyone felt that Zhao Tong was right to win.

First of all, Zhao Tong's score was announced. The three teachers gave 9.0, 9.0 and 9.2 respectively.

Lu youyou murmured in a low voice: "Wow, the president really does not avoid suspicion. He even gives 9.2 points when he plays so badly."

"The following is the performance score of the folk music club."

The three teachers slowly showed their scores, 9.2, 9.0.

Zhao Tong was stunned.

Lu youyou looked at her with a smile: "will it count? We won. "

Zhao Tong gritted his teeth and looked at the two teachers. He changed his mind temporarily. There was no principle.

Liang Chen turned to look at the other teacher's score and raised her eyebrows slightly. Originally, she wanted to let Wenqiao lose the election, give her a bit of a blow, let her see the reality and accept his suggestion to enter the student union.

Unexpectedly, the plan changed temporarily.

It was his cousin, ah Dou, who couldn't support him. The level difference between the two groups was too big. The teacher on one side was afraid of being criticized, so he temporarily changed the score.

"So, the three groups of students who will go to Wenci Art Center at the end of the term will be decided."

Wen Qiao micro pick eyebrows, their level, not only higher than Zhao Tong 0.2 points?

Prejudice still exists.

It's a long way to go.

Zhuang Yan left the activity hall with his piano bag on his back. He didn't notice it in the dark corridor. His mouth was smiling.

In this way, the concert is worth looking forward to.

When the party stepped down, Lu youyou and his thieves clamored: "classmate Zhao, you are the king and defeated. I limit you to three seconds and disappear from our eyes. Don't let us see you in the school from now on."

Wenqiao and their all arrogant, coldly looking at Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong was wronged: "you You wait

With that, he left in a huff.

Jinxuan and they quickly follow Miss Zhao's pace and walk with them dejectedly.

Lu youyou yelled in the back: "go home and cry with your father. You will say that your classmates are bullying people."

With that, he rolled his eyes and said, "how big are you? The only killer is to go home and report."

Lin Xiang turned the flute in his hand: "the president, give us a table of practice, we will be diligent in practice."

"No problem. We must rectify the name of our folk music in the public performance at the end of the year."

Xu Lu is injured and can't jump.

Zhao Tong was defeated in the war, so he didn't dare to jump.

Wenjo and they had a brief quiet time at school.

After calculating the time, he went to Helsinki after Munich. They had not seen each other for seven days.

He seems to be back tomorrow.

Somehow, wenjo always felt insecure.