Young master, your vest fell off

Chapter 1011 School Belle Election

Everyone ate in full swing.

Because they ate spicy hot pot, their foreheads were sweating, and their noses sucked and sucked.

Although it is spicy, it still stretches into the pot happily.

He Chi took a bite of the spicy beef, tears came out of his eyes, and his nose bubbled up.

Yu Chen saw that she was so hot that her face was red and her ears were red, and she still refused to put down her chopsticks, so she burst out laughing.

Pointing to the teardrops at the corners of her eyes, he said, "Look at you, you don't know how to eat spicy food, and you're still brave." Then, he poured her a glass of iced fruit juice.

"Here, drink it up, it will make the child cry." As he spoke, he folded his arms and laughed again.

Situ Xianran was sitting next to He Chi, seeing her appearance, he couldn't help laughing, and blamed himself: "Oh, if I knew it, I would have ordered clear soup pot or mandarin duck pot."

As soon as the words came out, He Chi refused without even thinking about it: "How can a clear soup pot have a nine-square grid to taste good? The mandarin duck pot is not authentic. If you eat hot pot, you have to eat a nine-square grid."

Seeing her stubbornness, Situ Xianran shook his head, and asked the waiter for an extra bowl filled with boiled water.

"You put it in and rinse it first, then eat it, it won't be so spicy."

He Chi nodded and agreed, but she only rinsed it once in a while, and found that the taste was not as delicious as before. After sniffing, she stopped rinsing.

While wiping his sweat, from the corner of his eye, he saw Yu Xiang eating quietly beside him, raising his head to look at Ye Zichen from time to time.

She felt that something was wrong, Yu Xiang's blush was too strange, especially after seeing Ye Zichen.

"Xiangxiang, do you also think Ye Zichen is handsome? However, he already has a master, and your iron tree blooms at the wrong person."

After finishing speaking, she gently pushed her with her elbow.

Yu Xiang lowered her head to eat, and everyone stopped teasing her when they saw this, and continued to fight with the vegetables in the pot.

No one noticed the jealousy and red ears on Yu Xiang's face.

The five people who had eaten very satiated returned to school and had companions, so they separated at the fork in the road.

The next day, He Chi was still lying on the bed, and suddenly bounced up against the chicken coop head, still holding the phone in his hand.

"Ran Ran, the election of this year's college flower has started, and someone has analyzed the most popular contestants this year."

Situ Xianran was applying a facial mask, when he heard the words, he turned his head and said vaguely, "Really?"

Then he turned around and continued to massage his hands, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

He Chi continued his efforts and said, "You, Cheng Yunran and Cai Nannan are among the candidates for the school beauties, but I don't think they are as good-looking as you."

Then she nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with herself: "Cai Nannan must have painted it with makeup. As for Cheng Yunran, I think character should be added to the school belle election."

With that said, the backstage sent a private message to the organizers, hoping that they would adopt their suggestions.

After she finished sending the message, she found that Situ Xianran was putting on her coat, ready to go out: "Are you going to see Ye Zichen?"

The latter nodded: "That's right, we agreed to meet at least once a day. He has something to do tonight, so it's ahead of time. Remember to eat on time."

He Chi nodded and agreed.

In one night and in the morning, the campus was completely redecorated, and there were billboards for the election of the school flower and school grass everywhere, with the list of candidates and photos below.

Fortunately, Situ Xianran wore a mask before going out, otherwise, as a selected person, and her top-ranked name, she would be enough to attract crowds.

When she passed the billboard, she left in a hurry without stopping to watch.

Along the way, people around could be heard discussing this matter, which showed how much attention was paid to the school girl's election.

Situ Xianran went to the small cafeteria of the school, where he ordered good food and waited for Ye Zichen.

Just now Ye Zichen sent her a message saying that he was blocked by someone on the road, but luckily he reacted quickly, got out in time, and went back to the dormitory to change clothes and wear a mask.

Yu Chen, who was traveling with him, was not so lucky. Before he could react when he was surrounded by people, he was surrounded by several girls chirping.

He also couldn't reach out to push them, so he could only raise his hands above his head, watching Ye Zichen get farther and farther away from him, and finally disappeared in front of his eyes.

Situ Xianran couldn't help being thankful again that he wore a mask when he went out.

The small cafeteria provides all kinds of stir-fry, and it starts to cook after ordering, and the waiting time is a bit long.

However, Ye Zichen hasn't arrived yet, so it doesn't matter if it takes longer.

And although the small cafeteria does not have boxes like restaurants, there are screens between the dining tables, so the privacy is quite good.

The table that Situ Xianran chose was a little closer to the inside, and usually not many people came.

Next door, a man and a woman are discussing the matter of the school's school belle election.

The girl flicked across the photos of the school grass candidates, and secretly exclaimed over and over again: "Ye Zichen is so handsome, he has been elected school grass for two consecutive terms, and there is a high probability that he will be selected this year."

Before the male partner could speak, he exclaimed again: "Ouyang Mufeng from the Department of Foreign Languages ​​is also so handsome, the sun is full of vitality, I love it."

The face of the male partner opposite was getting darker and darker.

"The school belle election is also very fierce. Cheng Yunran from the Chinese Department is very good-looking. If it wasn't for Yuqing, who has already graduated, she would probably be the same as Ye Zichen, but Situ Xianran and Cai Nannan from the International Trade Center are also good."

Seeing that she didn't only mention boys, but also girls, the male partner's jealousy also subsided a little.

A figure appeared at the door, Situ Xianran recognized it at a glance, did not speak, but waved towards him.

When Ye Zichen arrived, the food had just been served, Situ Xianran handed him the sterilized chopsticks, the two of them were enjoying the food while talking softly, the atmosphere was very warm.

Cheng Yunran felt like she was facing an enemy. She knew that Situ Xianran was prettier than herself to a certain extent, although she was unwilling to admit it.

However, I'm afraid that there are more people voting for Situ Xianran than myself.

After learning the news, she immediately called her family and got a lot of money.

After Cheng Yunran got the money, the uneasiness in her heart decreased a lot.

She first contacted a well-known photography studio to make an appointment to take a group of photos, and then carefully added filters, smoothed the skin, and refined them.

At the same time, he also distributed the bad cosmetics he used to his followers, asking them to canvass for him, and giving the temptation of ten yuan per vote to those who voted for him.

Quite a few people really voted for her. After all, the event will last for several days, and the accumulation of two votes per day is not a lot.

Just when Cheng Yunran was complacent about her leading votes, a photo of Situ Xianran meditating in class appeared out of nowhere.

The students of University A, especially the boys, changed their votes one after another, even if they didn't want Cheng Yunran's money, they still voted for her.

Soon, Situ Xianran's votes surpassed that of Cheng Yunran, ranking first.

Cheng Yunran was always paying attention to the fluctuation of the number of votes, and now she saw that a person who did not buy a ticket had a higher number of votes than herself.

What's more, it was a photo of life with no beauty and no filter compared to his refined picture, and he immediately threw the phone on the bed, half dead with anger.