About my hopeless brother and sister

Suddenly, a familiar figure embraced the vice chairman from behind, a face with a bad smile emerged from the vice chairman's shoulder, the chairman looked at us with a bad smile and said, "Ah-la-la, Yixin and my brother, what are you doing here? Isn't it going to start soon? Won't Yixin prepare as a candidate?"

"I don't think there's anything to prepare for, after all, we've done what we could."

I said, looking at the chairman.

"So ah, that's good, indeed, as long as you've written your speeches by heart and any body language or anything else that serves no purpose, you can leave everything to luck."

The president smiled and touched my head and said, "No, no, no, I shouldn't throw cold water on you, but anyway, just work on what you designed at the beginning. There's nothing wrong with it, basically, the students underneath the script you spent two weeks writing to come up with the moves won't remember them three seconds later. So, anon."

"What the hell are you doing here? A smash?"

"Ah, no no no, it hurts me when you say that brother, I'm also the former president of the student council, so naturally I have to see new people come over. I'm still a little bit sad to leave my position as student council president."

Well, it looks like the president does still have some lingering memories of his position, but I guess that's normal, everyone is a bit reluctant to leave the position they're familiar with. What's more, the student council that the president poured his heart and soul into, it's natural that the president wouldn't be too happy to have the president leave like that.

"That... Chairman Qin Yun, please don't worry, I'll do my best!"

Song Yixin looked at the chairman, curtsied nervously, and said.

The chairman looked at me, then laughed and said, "No need to do that, no need to do that, although I also have one vote, but I really only have one vote, oh, but I do not have the ability to manipulate the votes. Just do your best, come on, I'm sure you can run for office...of course, that's what I'll say to the remaining seven."

The president winked and touched Song Yixin's head, then strode into the preparation room, turned his back to us and said dashingly, "Prepare yourself well oh, and don't be so nervous that you can't even speak when the time comes, I won't spare you if you spoil so much of my brother's time."

The vice-president said a hasty goodbye and trotted out of our sight, followed by the president. Hey hey hey you guys are no longer the president and vice-president of the student council, so why are you still so condescending.

"This person... is here to pick a fight, right."

I looked helplessly at the direction she left, then said, "It's nothing, don't worry, Song Yixin you don't have to pay attention to her."

"Ah...um..." said Song Yixin, playing with her hair somewhat distractedly, looking over at the side where the chairman left, wondering what she was thinking about.

The sound of the assembled drums sounded, and the noisy voices on the playground gradually gathered, gradually straightened up, and gradually quieted down.

"Let's go, it's about to start."

I pulled Song Yixin's arm and said.

"That... Qin Feng, I've been making you go back late for so long, I'm really, sorry."

Song Yixin suddenly trotted up to me, bowed deeply, and said.

I was shocked.

"Huh? What's this...no, no, I'm not bored...I think it's because we're only free for that period of time, and since I promised I wouldn't be bothered by it, after all, it's a period of time we've decided on after discussing it. No need to feel guilty at all. No need to listen to that idiot."

I was caught off guard and pressed on Song Yixin's shoulder, making Song Yixin raise her head.

Song Yixin raised her head, her eyes a little red, but instead of crying out, she took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, Qin Feng, I will definitely not let your time go to waste, I will definitely not waste your expectations! I'm going to run and win! Trust me!"

"Ah...um..."

Song Yixin's fighting spirit suddenly erupted, but this was something I wasn't prepared for, rather it was just because of the chairman's words, the chairman actually managed to make the so nervous Song Yixin erupt with such a strong fighting spirit, with just a few words, the chairman was really, terrifying ah, completely playing with others.

But that's a good thing, I guess.

We, together, waited.

Waiting is a very irritating process, rather, death is not scary, what is scary is the process of waiting for death. Obviously each person only has a short time to die, but that short time is very painful torture indeed. Song Yixin was the last to appear, sitting on a chair, her hands folded together like an obedient kindergarten child, placed on her lap, waiting, waiting.

One, two, three, four, Wu Moxie, five, six, Qin Lan.

Qin Lan's voice was as pleasant as a wind chime, she took out her most perfect appearance, generous and courteous, with perfect looks and a pleasant voice. This was Qin Lan's most perfect state, Qin Lan was very good at disguising herself, and at this time, Qin Lan had done her best.

"The applause outside, it's intense."

Qin Lan, the speech ended.

Song Yixin stood up, in my backup, and whispered.

"It's okay, the intensity of the applause doesn't mean there's any advantage, applause isn't a vote, don't worry."

I didn't deceive Song Yixin, applause really doesn't mean anything, more people applauding because of Qin Lan's appearance I guess. Applause isn't a ballot, but behind this applause, there's a possibility that it's a ballot.

A pair of warm hands gently wrapped around my waist and a warm body gently held me from behind. There was no one in the background now. There was only us, only Song Yixin, hugging me hard.

"Qin Feng..."

"It's okay, it's okay, come on, just do what we've been trying to do, put on your best act, show it."

I stood up straight and looked forward, the front of the curtain that was covered by the curtain.

"The next and final contender, Song Yixin please come to the stage!"

The host's voice came from the front of that curtain.

"I'm going."

Song Yixin rubbed my back vigorously and said.

"Go."

Song Yixin let go of me, took a deep breath, wiped the corners of my eyes, straightened my clothes, and stepped towards there, towards the dazzling sunlight. The curtain was pulled open, and the sunlight from outside crowded in, and behind Song Yixin's back, a pair of determined golden wings shone brightly.

Song Yixin didn't look back, she didn't look back at me again.

However, her steps were very steady and strong.

I heard polite applause outside, I heard the microphone adjust slightly, I heard her test the microphone with a soft cough.

I could hear my own chaotic and excited heartbeat. I could almost feel the blood rushing through my veins as I roared and yelled.

"Whew..."

A soft breath.

"Dear leaders, teachers, dear students, good morning, everyone."

Chapter 167 about my hopeless farce.

"That's all I want to say, even though one sentence has been spoiled, but I'll say it again at this time, I have nothing but blood, hard work, sweat and tears. Thank you all!"

Song Yixin looked at the students below, opened her hands, raised her voice, and spoke the last sentence. The speech came to an end here, and it seemed that all the reactions were still normal. Song Yixin's report filled with a lot of figures shocked everyone, after all, no one had ever investigated how the student union worked before. It was also the first time the students knew how the student union worked and what it did.

Although the numbers were just made up by me, no one would pick up on the mistakes, I guess even the president had never calculated those numbers. Song Yixin's hand is not bad, shocking others will make these people think about it when they vote again.

After all, the student council still needed someone who could do something.

"Thank you Song Yixin for your wonderful speech, then we would like to know who will be the Vice President if Song Yixin runs successfully?"