The annual selection of school flowers and grass is a tradition of Jiangcheng No. 1 middle school. The voting period is a total of five days. Those who finally win the first place will receive a trophy issued by the student union as a souvenir.
The monitor looked at the real-time voting and made a decision:
"Brother Qi, although the voting period still has three days to end, your status as a school flower is absolutely secure."
Li Qinian shook his fist in front of him: "do you also want to have an iron fist?"
Monitor: "... In fact, it may not seem very stable!"
Li Qinian sneered: "Oh."
……
Three days later, it was proved that Li Qinian's position as a school flower could not be more stable, even more than 500 votes than Jiang Wang.
When the president of the student union came to class 3 with a group of officers, the whole school was a sensation.
Li Qinian was playing a game on the table. Leng Buding was patted on the shoulder. She looked up blankly and saw a super large golden trophy!
Li Qinian: "??"
"Congratulations on the seventh brother becoming the new school flower. This is the trophy we have carefully prepared for you!"
The president of the student union put the trophy on her desk and clapped first.
Li Qinian stared at the local tyrant's golden trophy, which was printed with a row of small red characters——
Dedicated to the most beautiful school flower of No. 1 middle school, Li Qinian.
Li Qinian: "......"
As like as two peas, she could not help looking at the next door, but there was a cup on the table, but the words on the table were different from her.
To the river god.
"Why is his so normal, my second grade Mary Sue?" Li Qinian was in a good mood.
President: "cough... The trophy of school flower has always been like this."
"Brother seven, don't worry. You have to have class later. Hurry up and take pictures!"
The other officers couldn't help but sound a reminder.
Li Qinian's eyebrows jumped, wondering, "take a picture?"
"Yes, it's a group photo of school flowers and grass, as well as your individual ID photos. These are to be displayed publicly!"
Li Qinian had a bad feeling in his heart: "where to show?"
"Campus wall, don't you know that there is a wall on the side door of the school, which is specially used to paste the photos of each school flower and grass!"
Li Qinian's thoughts were very clear and his body was full of resistance:
"I'm wearing men's clothes now."
Take a photo of the hammer.
The president showed an unexpected expression: "it's all right. We brought you women's clothes."
Li Qinian: "??"
The president waved, and the officer behind him immediately presented an exquisite handbag:
"There are both short skirts and long skirts. Seven brothers, what kind do you want?"
Li Qinian: "... I don't wear it."
The last play was an exception. There will never be a second time.
The president was a little embarrassed: "but this certificate photo..."
Li Qinian's attitude was firm: "I know if you like to take pictures in your current clothes."
When the president knew that there was no chance, he had to agree: "OK, let's hurry up and find a place with better light and finish shooting!"
He looked at Jiang Wang again, with a cautious tone: "Jiang God, what do you think?"
Jiang Wang said faintly, "at will."
So, a group of people took advantage of the 20 minutes between classes and hurried downstairs.
"Now take a group photo. You two are holding the trophy. Yes, head closer, closer, closer..."
"Brother seven, you'd better smile. Don't always have a paralyzed face..."