About my hopeless brother and sister

I'm sorry, Wu Moxie, not to bash you, but this is just the truth. Whether I say it or not, you're going to know it. If you want to splash me so freely.

Wu Moxie took a deep breath, stood up, took out his wallet, and said, "I don't believe it! There is something to be said for striving for even the faintest of dreams! I will definitely run in this election! No matter what! Qin Feng you can vote for whoever you want!"

She furiously walked to the cashier, paid the money and left. I looked out the window at Wu Mo Xi who was leaving quickly and sighed. There's really some bad situation lately, first Song Yixin is now Wu Mo Xi? I didn't feel like I was doing anything wrong, and I was trying to keep the peace going, but, I screwed up.

Totally screwed up.

But I don't feel like I did anything wrong, this thing Wu Moxie said is completely impossible, there's no way she could compete against Qin Lan in any way. All she has to do is send a message to the group with a single facial expression and a bunch of guys are as eager to write two notes to help her as if they're on chicken blood, how hard does Wu Mo Xi have to work to get everyone's attention to turn to her?

Wu Moxie simply couldn't win against Qin Lan, not in every aspect, at the very least.

So why must we keep trying? It's like the story of the weasel who sticks in a sign waiting for a chicken to eat it, and the dream is the sign that makes Wu Mo Xi jump fearlessly and become a meal. And I wanted to pull the sign down, but Wu Mo Xi is still angry that I prevented her from becoming a hawk.

I didn't do anything wrong with this kind of thing. In the end, Wu Mo Xi will understand, maybe, maybe she will, and if she doesn't, then I can't say anything.

I finished the milk I had in front of me, stood up, and walked to the cashier.

"Ah, your milk has just been paid for by that lady."

The cashier looked at me and smiled. I took out my wallet and paused for a moment, then put it back helplessly.

Wu Moxie, well....

If this is something, it's better to apologize and say it to Wu Mo Xi, after all, Wu Mo Xi, is still... well, kind... no, no, you can't say it like that. It's not kind, well, how should I say this? It's arrogance to pay my money even though you're angry with me? No, no, no, that's....

Well, can't describe it properly, in short, a soft heart is all it takes.

This matter of Wu Moxi, I have to persuade her properly, and if I can't... I can only, help her, although, I guess, Qin Lan will soon let me vote.

Well, in order to avoid the difficult choice of choosing between the two of them, I decided to add an option.

I took out my phone and flipped through my address book, finding a familiar name.

"Hey, Xiang Zhe ah, um, it's me, yes, are you free now? I need you to do me a favor, maybe there's a thing you'll be attending after school starts..."

Chapter 127 about my painful choice (II)

There are times when experience should be an important key to mankind's progress to this point. After all, the most important thing for humans to be able to develop to this point is the ability to pass on human knowledge.

Therefore, I don't really have much ability, and I really don't know what to do at all about Wu Mo Xi this time. So, I'll need someone who has experience in this area.

Well, looking at my pitiful circle of people, there's only one person who is suitable.

"You're asking me about my experience in running for student body president?"

The president opened the fridge and took out a carton of yogurt, stuck in a straw, and looked at me with her head tilted in puzzlement. I sat on the couch and nodded at her.

"I'm a little confused by your question."

The council president walked over to me and sat down unceremoniously on my ass by my head, then reached out and played with my bangs. Ummm, now I'm the one who's asking for something, can't open her hand, can't, be cool.

I picked up the side of my coke and took a sip, looked at the TV, picked up the handle and said, "Yes, I want to know how you ran for student body president, I need some references, um, like your speech, ah, what dirty tricks you have up your sleeve, what campaign outline policy platform, that sort of thing."

"Where are those things, dear brother do you think I'm running for president of the country?"

The president laughed, biting the straw and blurted out, "Actually I didn't prepare anything, and you also know that there's nothing particularly important about our school electing a student body president, at that time it's just to read your speech in front of the whole school and then you can go down, you also have to know that at that time people will be willing to listen ah, the simpler the better. "

Indeed, it is said that the election of the student council president in our school is quite democratic, with the teachers' opinions on the one hand and the students' opinions on the other, but by having the whole school stand below for the election, this will definitely end up with whoever has a long script and whoever is unpopular. Also, the president herself is beautiful and the script is short, so people will naturally elect her.

The president was said to have a 94% approval rating in the beginning, which means that hardly anyone else voted for anyone else.

"Does my dear brother plan to take over the student council after me? Well, it's a good thing, but I still think it's better that you don't run for election."

The council president touched my head and smiled.

"Huh? Why?"

No no no I'm going to confirm that I really don't have any thoughts of that, really, I really don't have any thoughts of younger siblings, and to think of what I need to do as student body president, I might as well have a whatever come over and give me a knife. I would never get involved in managing something like that, I would never think about thinking about something like that.

I'm just curious enough to ask.

"Because you're my brother ah, and I'm your sister, people will think that the student council is completely for you, and I guess even if you run for office successfully, they won't be convinced."

The president nodded and said, "But I don't think you have that luxury, and I know you don't have that at all. So, what's the point of asking me about this campaign?"

"Well, Wu Moxi and Qin Lan want to elect the class president, so I wanted to ask."

"Your class is actually still democratic when it comes to electing a class president?"

The president giggled, a laugh that was a bit defiant, well, no, not defiant, just the kind of smile that adults have when watching a child make a scene. She opened the lid of the yogurt container, licked it seductively, and then said with a smile, "Why am I so unbelieving, one of your class presidents, this kind of thing is still using democratic election? If I see it, shouldn't the president of your class be directly designated as Qin Lan? Do we need a squad leader like this? And are your classes really going to be more serious? Have you seen England? Ah the consequences of blind voting. You class teachers are full of it."

"But it's true that we're running for election, and Kure Mohee looks like he has a lot of fight in him."

I sighed helplessly, even though the president said that about my class, I still wasn't a little bit angry, well, maybe I really don't have a sense of group pride?

After the president heard about Wu Mo Xi, her smile changed and became a bit mysterious. She stood up and threw the yogurt container into the trash, walked back, put my head on her lap, touched my forehead, and said, "Well, if we're talking about Qin Lan and Wu Moxie, then this game... ahhh, election, election, will be more interesting. I think a war between these two might be interesting?"

"Ah, how's that for interesting, you like the Gulf War and the Iraq War? Ah no no no, this is even if it's not equal or fought for quite a long time, Wu Moxi to Qin Lan is completely like a primitive man fighting a modern man ah. It's completely unwatchable ah, there's nothing to see ah, it's just a one-sided slaughter ah."

I looked at the chairman helplessly and said. There really isn't much to say about this ah, this scene won't be very happy, I think when the time comes for the election, it will probably be Qin Lan going up to give a speech, then Wu Mo Xi over there, then everyone will vote, Wu Mo Xi one vote, and Qin Lan's election will be successful.

That's it.

What works well? That's a work of conflict. What is conflict? That's a tangle, the kind of work that has no tangles, no hints, no turning points, no point of view at all. What's there to see here? Watching Oh Mo Hee get unilaterally hung?

"This, well, the point of this election isn't whoever they run for class president successfully, because this matter is meaningless, and even if they succeed can't say anything. Actually, Wu Moxi and Qin Lan, the two of them are not fighting over who will be elected class president."

The president shrugged his shoulders, sighed, and said, "Qin Lan is probably going to be very serious this time as well, I'm surprised that Lin Yiran didn't participate, is she really not participating? Or did she attend and you didn't know? If Lin Yiran didn't participate this time, then I think you should still go out for a meal with Lin Yiran."

"It's not that I can't understand your logic..."

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Can you show me your brain circuits? Why don't I understand what you're saying, it's not that there's a connection between these things? I'm sure Lin Yiran won't participate, Lin Yiran must have no idea about this matter, and I see Lin Yiran seems very busy, since she has been back at home.

I remember one time when I called, I heard Lin Yiran say in a small voice: "Qin Feng, I'm in a meeting.

I don't know what she's busy with, maybe she's busy with company stuff? After his uncle left for Hainan, Lin Yiran got busy, presumably following his own father.

But this time, I don't think Lin Yiran will suddenly leave without saying goodbye. But our problems, I don't have an opportunity to let go of both of us. This still pains me like a lump in my throat. The Lin Yiran thing was entirely my fault, and I had nothing to shirk about it.

Mistakes that can't be fixed, or mistakes that the other party doesn't care about, which makes it even more painful.

Fine fine, don't care about Lin Yiran yet, Lin Yiran's side of things can still be put aside. The most important thing is the need to look at this matter of Wu Moxie and Qin Lan, no, it should only be Wu Moxie. I want to help Wu Mo Xie this time? I think it's completely out of the question.

It's not like I have any time to do any kind of campaigning to get people's attention, and I have absolutely no idea what to write about. In fact, to say the least, I have absolutely no idea what to say that would make people happy and teachers happy, as opposed to something that would satisfy both of them at the same time that doesn't exist per se.

First of all, the speech itself is just a pretense, no one will even listen to it, just baidu. The important thing is how to get people to vote for Wu Mo Xi.

I looked at the chairman, who was carefully picking at the hair on my forehead. I think I'm asking the wrong person, the chairman should be on the same level as Qin Lan if I'm talking about it. I'm sending Wu Mo Xi to her death by asking her how to run for office. Wu Moxie can't use this kind of natural method at all.