I Am the Sister of the School Grass

The school leaders were dealing with all kinds of things, and they would definitely not care what the students were doing.

But when it was replaced by her mother, Yunyan felt that her mother would definitely get to the bottom of it if she heard the news about her.

When Fang Zheng heard the word ‘our mother’, he said in a soft tone, “Our mother is one of the managers of No. 1 High School.” 

She was also the school manager with the most investment.

Yunyan: “…”

She gave up completely. Anyway, she was never the kind of person who wanted to be patient and calm when others bullied her.

She wasn’t the kind of girl that always needed protection as her mother imagined.

Yunyan was gentle to others, but she was never cowardly when it was time to be strong.

For the first seventeen years, she followed her grandparents to seek a living at the bottom of the society, and her character was destined to not be particularly silly and sweet.

Otherwise, the people who loved to take advantage of them would eat them without even leaving bones.

Yunyan sighed, “This is going to change my image in my mother’s mind.”

Fang Zheng, who didn’t understand what his sister was talking about, continued, “From a cute little girl to a little fairy?”

Yunyan: “…” Sometimes she really didn’t understand the brain circuits of a creature like her brother.

As soon as Yunyan arrived at the school auditorium, Zhang Qiaoqiao pulled her over to change her clothes and make up.

Sister Qiao had a resolute temperament as she said, “Let’s take advantage of the fact that there are few people, so we quickly changed our clothes, put on makeup, and braid our hair. Otherwise, there will be too many people in a while, and there will be no time to prepare.”

“Okay.”

Half an hour later, more people were backstage.

However, everyone in the seventh class was ready and sat in the waiting seats of their own class.

“My God! This is really a fairy.”

“That’s true, our second-year high school flowers are the best.”

“I envy you, brother. I wish I could stay in school for one more year.”

Tong Qiu squeezed her head and browsed the forum.

A new thread appeared on the forum that day.

[Buy stocks! Buy and guess who God Y is!]

Landlord: From all the girls who are in grade two of high school, seven participate in the art show. There are also girls whose names start with Y, Guangya and Fang Yunyan. This is a list of nine girls, please vote for the God Y in your mind. In the end, a lottery will be drawn from those who voted correctly, and they will get the “And Then There Were None” novel.

Of course, if God Y is not among the nine, a lottery is drawn for all those who voted.

1st Floor: Voted, but I want to know what’s going on with you. Our flower is so beautiful, I don’t allow you to attack her!

2nd Floor: I agree with the first floor!

Landlord: Don’t make trouble, the landlord is not malicious. There was a post before that Fang Yunyan’s WeChat name is Y, and everyone in the seventh class knows about it, so I just mentioned it.

7th Floor: Well, the landlord is so warm that it causes smoke.

Landlord: …

Tong Qiu looked at this post and muttered, “What? The landlord didn’t put photos, but put only the names? How can I vote? Better to vote blindly.”

Yunyan said, “Huh?”

Because she was her tablemate, Tong Qiu cast her precious vote for Yunyan.

By the time it was nearly half past ten, Yunyan’s votes had already taken a slight advantage over the previous scholars.

70th Floor: Well, I don’t know them, so I’m throwing smoke.

72nd floor: Yunyan is so beautiful today. If you want to marry her, please vote first.

80th Floor: Even if the old witch said in our class that Yunyan was a bad scholar, I still couldn’t help but vote for her, she is so beautiful!

Landlord: It’s 10:30, the voting is closed, please wait patiently for God Y to appear.

82nd Floor: Is this polling post a joke? The grade flower actually got the first vote.

85th Floor: So this is a face-seeing world…

86th Floor: Hehe, there are so many idiots who only look at their faces and vote.

Landlord: This is just an entertainment post, don’t be so serious! Please respect each other!

At this moment, Fang Zheng, Yunyan and the others had already gone backstage to prepare.

After two or three shows, it would be their turn to dance.

The forum post almost exploded.

91st Floor: Has anyone noticed that the two good-looking representatives from the second and seventh class quietly left?

92nd Floor: It really is! Everyone in the classical dance class has left.

95th Floor: Calculate the time… Is God Y really Yunyan?

100th Floor: Don’t scare me!

101st Floor: Didn’t the old witch say that Yunyan is a learning scum? Stop guessing.

Guangya originally planned to do a belly dance and show off the limelight in this performance.

But because of the fact that she pretended to be God Y, although the classmates treated her no differently on the surface, not many people were willing to learn belly dancing with her.

The stage was huge, and the number of people was not enough, so there was no sense of style when jumping.

Guangya could only give up and watch the performance offstage.

Guangya apparently also saw this post about voting to guess who was God Y.

Even the classmates next to the seniors were shouting “God Y”.