Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

The class was having a heated discussion about the New Year's Day recreational activities.

"I'm telling you."

"Hang up some riddles here."

"Put some prizes here, I guarantee someone will be willing to pay to guess."

...

"There are still riddles."

"Li Duoyong, haven't you guessed enough puzzles in your Chinese language test?"

...

"That's different."

Li Duoyong, who had been ridiculed by Yuan Lu, had a rare blush on his face.

He immediately explained:

“I recommend riddles because the investment is small!”

"We don't have much class money left..."

“Every bit you can save is a bit you can save!”

Hear this.

Chen Mi on the side suddenly called out to Miss Jiang who had just sat down.

"Class monitor! How much class fee do we have left?"

Class fees?

Ouch.

This really puts me, Boss Jiang, in a difficult position.

Tell the truth.

I have been the monitor for so long.

Miss Jiang has never come across such thing as class funds.

The financial power of the class lies in the hands of the young wife who is the deputy monitor.

"157.5."

Qi Wen took out a notebook from somewhere and read out the numbers.

Hear this number.

Li Duoyong waved his hand.

"Student Benchu, do you think that with less than 200 yuan of class fees, we can build a decent amusement park?"

amusement park?

Miss Jiang heard the name.

Immediately I became interested.

"What amusement park?"

"It's similar to the ocean pool in the children's amusement park on the second floor of Wanfu Mall..."

Listening to Yang Ke’s explanation.

Miss Jiang immediately imagined herself playing in the ocean ball, and her eyes lit up.

"all right."

"Buy some mats and lay them out for the classroom."

"Wouldn't it be fine if we just make a place for the ocean balls?"

As a result, the words just fell out.

Zhu Shengjie on the side interrupted.

"Your Majesty."

"There's not enough money and food."

Isn’t that enough?

Miss Jiang made a rough estimate.

The cheapest mats in the supermarket seem to cost only a few cents each.

The ones that are half a meter in size cost around one dollar.

Considering the size of the classroom, which is 50 to 60 square meters.

The mats on the floor alone would cost dozens of dollars.

Not counting other materials.

If you think about it this way.

It seems that it is indeed not enough.

or.

Can we sponsor a little?

of course.

Miss Jiang's thought only flashed through her mind.

It's rare to do an activity.

If you bring your own capital into the group.

That's just like cheating in a game, it loses the original fun.

It seems that we have been discussing this for so long but still haven't come to a conclusion.

Qi Wen gave an opinion.

"Otherwise."

"Vote."

"We write down the appropriate ones on the blackboard."

"Everyone chooses one, and the final decision is based on voting."

……

It turns out.

Voting is really a relatively quick and efficient way to make decisions.

That way everyone can get involved.

It can also ensure that the final choice will satisfy most people.

"Guess the lantern riddles, one ticket..."

Hear Miss Jiang's voice.

Qi Wen, who was standing in front of the blackboard, quickly added a stroke to the word "正" after "猜灯谜".

"Ring, one ticket..."

"Shoot, one vote..."

"Playing poker, one ticket..."

“Massage… who the hell wrote this about a massage parlor!”

……

moment.

It seems that the votes have almost been announced.

The activity options on the blackboard gradually became clear.

Among them, 'Tea Party' ranked first with 9 votes.

The second-place flea market received 7 votes.

As for the rest.

It's basically two or three votes.

It will not pose any threat to the first two.

So Miss Jiang focused her attention on the 'tea party' and the flea market.

"Tea party, one ticket..."

"Flea market, one ticket..."

When Miss Jiang had only two tickets left.

I looked up and saw the number 12 after 'Tea Party' on the blackboard.

Then he glanced at the number 11 after 'flea market'.

His eyes jumped.

Suddenly realized.

Voting doesn't seem to be a panacea either.

Do you really want to be a lucky cat?

Well known.

Miss Jiang values ​​her promises the most.

I told you to press it and I pressed it for you.

Ever since.

Under the covert manipulation of Class Monitor Jiang, the "flea market" successfully won the final victory.

however.

Win is win.

Class monitor Jiang was still trapped by this New Year's Day entertainment activity...

.........

After night self-study.

The cold wind is biting.

On the way back to the dormitory.

Wearing a hat and a scarf.

Miss Jiang, who was fully armed, grabbed Qi Xiaoniu's hand and put it in her pocket.

As he walked, he complained:

"Wenwen."

"Don't you think they are bullying the honest people?"

"Why does the flea market have to be hosted by the monitor?"

"I'm the squad leader!"

"Supreme Commander of the Class!"

"Let me charge into battle! What if I die?"

...

Such resentful words made Qi Wen at the side couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Oh, Jiang Jiang."