The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 298 0298. Dust settled class cadres. (3)

Teacher Lou's heart is complicated and complicated, this competition still has to start.

The elite classes of each grade in Pingshi No. [-] Middle School are independent of the school management system.

It can be said that the head teacher is the direct person in charge of the elite class, and whether the elite class is good or bad will directly determine the future of the head teacher.

In other words, if the results of the elite class can maintain the level of the elite class in every test, then the head teacher is successful, which means that all the decisions made by the head teacher for the elite class are feasible.

Otherwise, the head teacher will be replaced.

Teacher Lou had led three elite classes before.

Every management model is different.

This year's management model for Zhuang Xinian's class is of that kind.

It's a bit like a university, but it's very different.

Not to mention anything else, let's talk about the election of this kind of class cadres. Which school's junior high school teacher would really let the students make their own decisions so hastily?What kind of competition is there?
A classmate gave up his desk, and boy No. [-] moved the desk between him and Zhuang Xinian, and both of them made almost the same movements—legs spread apart, waist lowered, one One hand rests on the table, while the other grabs the edge of the table.

One big and one small, one black and one white held hands together. Teacher Lou held their hands. After confirming the balance, he said "start" and then withdrew his hands.

Almost as soon as Teacher Lou's voice fell, the expressions of the two changed.

What was originally a tense face suddenly became a little hideous.

It doesn't matter if it's boy No. [-] or Zhuang Xinian.

I saw Zhuang Xinian tightly pursing her bright red lips, blue veins seemed to be visible on the white and tender hand that was clasped with boy No. [-], because of the force, it seemed that there was no blood in the whole hand.

The same goes for the hand gripping the edge of the table.

The joints are glowing white.

Boy number one is not in an easy state either.

At least, he understood that the little girl in front of him was not joking when she said she was going to compete.

She is really sure.

Because what he is holding in his hand now seems to be an extremely hard piece of nephrite. Although it feels very soft, it cannot be shaken!
Although there will be wavering, but it can't go any further.

On the contrary, there will be a tendency to be forced to retreat!
Zhuang Xinian's eyes burst out with a ray of hope, she gritted her teeth and increased the strength in her hands.

The battle situation that had been stalemate, actually began to lean towards Zhuang Xinian!
Boy number one was shocked.

He never thought that Zhuang Xinian would be able to work harder!

He already has eight points of strength!
But now it is about to be brought down!

Taking a deep breath, boy No. [-] unreservedly put all his strength on him!

Can't lose!
This is a matter of a man's face!
The balance tipped the other way.

The angle of inclination is thirty degrees.

45 degrees.

55 degrees.

Zhuang Xinian stared at his hand, lose?

How could this be! !
This competition of strength will not end here!

Cheng Suru and Mu Qingyun looked anxiously at the side.

Mu Qingyun is okay, although anxious, but not so impatient.

Because he knew Zhuang Xinian's strength, but he was just a little scared.

Cheng Suru is different, this delicate and weak girl is actually competing in such a dangerous event, and she seems to be about to lose now, how can she not be in a hurry? !
She even thought about how to comfort the little girl later.

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