Magnificent Years

Chapter 55
The tug-of-war lasted for three days, with voting support remaining below 40%, and the result was inconclusive.Wen Zong and healing are of little use, the number of people is there, unless all the fighting clubs are pulled into a united front, or the people in the law club are persuaded to defect.

The day is getting closer to New Year's Day, which means that there is not much time left to prepare.

After being instructed by the wise people in the club, the law club showed that they were arguing and arguing with each other, but in fact they had secretly started preparing for the program.

Lu Anru was even more unhurried, and encouraged the brothers in the fighting club in the group, actively promoting the benefits of participating.It is especially emphasized that things are actually very simple, just spend two or three hours a day to cooperate with your own dormitory or find a nearby dormitory to shoot works.

The abnormal operation looks silly to Aila, in her heart, Lu Anru is the direct sister of the Fashe, a real sister who cannot be pried away by others!
It should be said that she is not the only one who sees it this way, but most people in the Law Society have the same view.

Blount and Charlie persuaded Ella, telling her not to ask about Lu Anru's behavior.After all, she has suffered a lot in the fighting club, and she has to do some face-saving work.

The two chatted and persuaded each other in the community, and they could see that they were not only telling Ella, but also telling others to watch, and they sang and reconciled to Lu Anru as a poor princess who was forced to marry.

Immediately, many murmurers were left with sympathy and anger, and sent messages to Ella one after another, asking her to help convey their condolences.

Ella felt uncomfortable for a long time, so she purposely squatted in the lecture hall on the ninth floor and waited for Lu An to finish her class.

The other clubs spent a month before the exam to consolidate their practical skills. Only the Fighting Club changed two-thirds of their practical courses into theoretical courses.

Maybe he is too aware of the virtues of his members, each fight (no, hands-on ability) is extremely strong, and the endorsements are all useless.

The old professor was still very patient in the face of almost all the students who were lying down and sleeping, and he dragged the class for nearly two hours with his earnest words and diligent teaching.

I only got the occasional response from the students turning over. A sound of "get out of class end" is better than the alarm clock. The big men woke up happily and got up and left the venue with a "crash".

If it wasn't for Huang Qite's death order, all members must be present, and no absenteeism, early leave, or late arrival is allowed.

Ella stared at the door, saw a petite and lovely figure jumping out, and immediately went up to meet it.

Nearly found that the other party changed direction, looking for the old professor who was walking towards the teacher's elevator alone.

"Professor Gao, can I take a moment of your time?"

The simple question made the old teacher and Ella stop at the same time, and looked at Lu Anru with incredible eyes.

Aila thought of Lu Anru's decision a few days ago, and the surprise in her eyes quickly dissipated, while the old professor was a little more apprehensive. She had been spoofed many times by students who hated classes in the fighting club, so she had to guard against it.

Lu Anru raised her small mouth, smiled innocently and cutely, harmless to humans and animals, and walked to the old professor.

Grabbing the open book with one hand, gesticulating on it with the other hand, and asking patiently: "Sorry for delaying your rest. You didn't draw the key points for us today, please take a look at the key points I made."

The old professor was dubious, and lightly touched the notebook with his finger.After waiting for a few seconds, no mechanism popped up.Wanting to pick it up and remembering what I had suffered, my hands froze.

Last year, some students used the name of asking questions to hide particularly disgusting sour and smelly things in the flip-flops of their notebooks.

Dirty and smelly stuff is a trivial matter, but it popped up suddenly when he flipped the page defenselessly, shocking him so much that he fainted.He was sent to the hospital and treated with the latest medical technology in time. He woke up within half an hour and his body returned to normal.But the mental shock made him recover after three full days of cultivation.

After that incident, the school expelled the prankster.Huang Qite found him and asked him to provide a list of the bad guys before, and promised to deal with it strictly.

He hesitated for two nights, and looked into the eyes of both of them who were so frightened and bewildered during the day, and finally chose to remain silent.

After that, I don't know if the students realized their conscience and voluntarily gave up the punishment, or they were forced to learn to behave under the control of the school. Anyway, no bad things happened again.

However, there were no students who asked questions.

Looking at the sleeping students every day, he has advised himself many times that rotten wood cannot be carved, and walls of dung cannot be shattered.He can't destroy a certain child's life, but he can't do it either if he is forced to help a certain child's life with his heart and soul.

The drifting thoughts were pulled back with a 'pop'.

Yingsheng looked towards the ground, where the long-overdue notebook fell.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Lu Anru leaned over to pick up the notebook, her movements were particularly exaggerated, like a severe epilepsy patient, shaking the notebook several times before picking it up.

"Oh, a lot of dirt."

After muttering in her mouth, Auntie Baojie, who was staring at her not far away, smiled apologetically.

The old professor adjusted his glasses ashamedly, stopped worrying too much, took the notebook, opened it and saw the full of notes, and the admiration in his eyes gradually increased.

Commented on the past notes one by one, turned to today's page, and patiently told Lu Anru one by one.

The two had questions and answers and recorded them. They taught impeccably and studied meticulously.Only the extra Ella was by her side, she was so bored that she wanted to scratch the wall.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Mutually Studious An Ruru finally finished asking questions.

The old professor left a promise: "I know that there are few girls in our club, and they love to run on you. I won't ask you by name in class, and cause you trouble. In private, if you don't understand, come and ask me anytime."

"Okay, thank you." Lu Anru waved goodbye to the old man obediently like a good student.

When the old man boarded the elevator, Ella said distressedly: "Hey, I'm sorry for you, it's hard to stay alone in the fighting club."

Connecting with the explanation of the twins, and seeing Lu Anru begging for perfection, don't mention how uncomfortable it is.

Lu Anru blinked in confusion, then lowered her eyes and twitched her nose the next second, looking miserable and desolate.

Aila snatched Lu Anru's book, stuffed it back into her bag, and said bluntly: "Your mother has no requirements on whether you study well or not. Anyway, you have enough seniors in your family. No matter how afraid you are of dragging the seniors and the family back, you can't do it." Don't wrong yourself. I think it's great to pass the exam, Hun Yuexiang's intermediate diploma."

Lu Anru showed the attitude he had just shown to the old professor, and responded obediently: "Yes, I understand."

"Don't go to the group to pretend to persuade the people in the fighting club, it looks so pitiful." Aila said sadly, took Lu Anru's hand, and made a serious promise: "Senior and I will protect you, let's not please them. There is no need to treat them as grandchildren."

Lu Anru was both touched and wanted to laugh, so he held her slender hand and pulled her forward, saying in a low voice, "I really want to learn theoretical knowledge well in the near future, at least don't open the skylight for the exam. As for persuading people in the group, don't There is a purpose. The big brothers in the fighting club have always liked simple and rough things, and I made it clear what the program needs to cooperate with, and they must be repelled and refuse to participate."

"My God, you are such a smart ghost!"

(End of this chapter)