Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Ye Xue had no hope for the number of recommended places, but she really thanked Qin Shu for helping her, helping her more than once.

The teacher in charge took out the chalk, wrote the name on the blackboard, and wrote it down when someone voted.

Jiang Yu glanced at Ye Xue, and after thinking about it, he stood up, his voice was very low but with some seriousness: "I voted for Ye Xue, she is serious about studying."

As soon as Jiang Yu's voice fell, the class leader was stunned for a few seconds, as if he couldn't believe it, he still added a stroke under Ye Xue.

The classmates looked at Jiang Yu in astonishment. They didn't seem to expect Jiang Yu to vote and vote for Ye Xue who had a crush on him?

When Ye Xue heard Jiang Yu's voice, her brain was like the strings of a violin, tight, she didn't even dare to lift her head, as if she was afraid that her ears might be wrong and she might have heard it wrong.

After Jiang Yu sat down, he turned his head to look at Fu Ting [新笔趣阁www.biqule.co] Yan who was still sleeping on his stomach. He reached out and patted him on the shoulder and leaned in: "Get up, vote for it."

Fu Tingyan lifted his eyelids and saw Jiang Yu's awkward face. When he was awakened, his voice was a little hoarse: "Why are you nosy?"

Jiang Yu replied impatiently: "Just like you, idle and bored."

"..." Fu Tingyan: "Who to vote for?"

Jiang Yu said: "Ye Xue."

Fu Tingyan propped up his body, looked at the blackboard, and slowly stood up, his voice still somewhat hoarse: "I cast Ye Xue."

The head teacher was taken aback again, why did these two people vote for Ye Xue?

No wonder the classmates were shocked again. The two most unwelcome girls in the class were treated specially by the two school curators. It was not surprising.

Fu Tingyan sat down slowly, not planning to sleep, and glanced sideways at Ye Xue.

Qin Shu just turned his head and looked over, curious that Jiang Yu and Fu Tingyan would actually vote.

When he collided with Qin Shu's sight, Fu Tingyan subconsciously retracted his sight.

Next, many students saw that the two school grasses had voted for Ye Xue, and followed them to Ye Xue.

Ye Xue, who had the least number of votes, surpassed him in no time.

After the vote was over, Ye Xue exceeded one vote and became the highest number of votes.

The result was a bit unexpected, Ye Xue was also shocked, and a surprise flashed in his eyes, and there was a guarantee for going to the Imperial Capital.

The head teacher looked at the results on the blackboard, wrinkled, and seemed a little dissatisfied with the results.

But in front of the students, she can only announce the results.

"Ye Xue has been recommended, even if there is a recommended quota, we must work hard and not discredit the school."

"I know, teacher."

Ye Xue couldn't get more excited, and didn't care about the unhappiness in the teacher's tone.

When eating lunch at noon, Ye Xue almost ate a bowl of rice because of excitement, but fortunately she held back.

Qin Shu came out of the cafeteria after lunch. Because it was too hot, she chose another road. There were scenic trees planted on both sides of the road, with lush branches and leaves, just covering the sun above her head.

On the other side of the road, there are wooden benches every ten meters.

As usual, Qin Shu didn't walk fast.

When I passed a detour, I saw a man sitting on the bench, the man with purple eyes.

She paused.

The man's slender figure was leaning on the chair, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his already pale face turned pale and bloodless, his thin lips pressed tightly, as if a little uncomfortable.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she still walked over, stopped in front of the man, and saw that his white forehead was full of sweat.

She asked tentatively: "Are you uncomfortable? Do you want me to call an ambulance?"