Chapter 538 Arrogant First Grade

Feng Shaohua said: "The classes in Group D in a year may be familiar with Zhang Yu's class, so I didn't communicate with them. Because in that case, this matter would probably spread to Zhang Yu's ears and make him prepare in advance. In fact, there are also classes that reject it, after all, I can't guarantee a 100% success rate for this kind of thing."

"That's true!" Guo Zixian nodded and said, "But this time, you can get all the second graders and some first graders to boycott this competition. I believe it has achieved the best results. Zhang Yu, that guy, now He must still be kept in the dark. I believe that when the time for the competition is up, when no one signs up, he will make a big appearance in front of the school leaders. I believe that at that time he will regret and offend you, the monitor, absolutely There is no good fruit to eat."

Feng Shaohua sneered when he heard the words and said, "When he knows he regrets it, it will be too late. Don't think I'm just boycotting this game, this one is available. First, I have to attack his self-confidence. Second, when the game is over, I will be on the campus network and give that guy some tidbits of news, and in the end, I must make a fool of him! At that time, I will use my uncle's energy to put pressure on the school leaders to let him That guy completely got out of the student union. Hehehe!" Speaking of which, Feng Shaohua seemed to have seen Zhang Yu leaving the student union in a state of embarrassment, and naturally laughed uncontrollably.

"Squad leader! You are still amazing!" Guo Zixian showed an expression of admiration, and then said bitterly: "That bastard Zhang Yu dared to frame me! This time I will also let him taste the taste of being framed. Squad leader, You can rest assured to leave the black news to me! I will definitely discredit that guy, so that I can get rid of the evil in my heart!"

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While Feng Shaohua and Guo Zixian were talking, the class time was approaching... The students in the class also returned to the class around the time after the meal, and the second-year sixth class gradually became noisy.

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"Dong dong dong!" There was a knock on the door, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the second year, including Feng Shaohua and Guo Zixian of course.

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A fat boy stood at the door, smiled and said loudly: "Hello everyone! I am a staff member of the office of the coordination group of this 'campus basketball game'. Let me inform you that on Saturday, our school will organize a coverage A basketball game for all classes in grades 1 and 2! Classes who want to sign up for the competition, please sign up in the lobby of the Student Union Office today and tomorrow, after school in the afternoon and before the evening class starts. This is the flyer for this competition, please take a look! Don't forget the registration deadline! There is no waiting time." After speaking, the fat boy took out a few of the flyers in his hand, handed them to the students in the first row, and turned around and left the sixth grade of the second year.

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Feng Shaohua and Guo Zixian looked at each other and sneered at the same time... Of course, as the only second-year class planning to participate in this competition, Feng Shaohua could not oppose his class's participation, because he wanted to be ruthless on the field this time. Brutally humiliate the team of Zhang Yu's class.

The students who got the flyers in the front row looked at it carefully... One of them said loudly, "Yo! I didn't expect the design of the flyers for this basketball match to be quite beautiful. The printed A4 paper that was sent out is much more pompous."

"It's just a basketball game! Is it necessary to design colorful things? It's really unnecessary." Someone said with disdain.

"I'll read it to everyone! What's written on it... The title is: I exercise! I'm beautiful! The 2017 'One Year Twelve Class Cup' campus basketball comprehensive competition has started!"

After reading these words, the entire Class 6 of the second year was quiet for a while...

"What a joke! Twelve class cups a year! What do you mean?"

"No! Wasn't it all a 'campus cup' before? When is the basketball game in our school,

Let Twelve Years be named! "

"The current first grade is too crazy! He even took away the naming rights of the basketball game. What is the second grade for us!"

"What a joke! Who wants to participate in this kind of competition!"

"No! Not going. Strike!"

Feng Shaohua and Guo Zixian were speechless when they heard this... I didn't expect that before they could boycott the game, the class spontaneously started to boycott. Knowing that Zhang Yu was so brainless that he had such a counter-productive effect, he went to dig a hole to find a relationship, just sit in the class and wait.

The classroom in Year 26 is now full of excitement... When Feng Shaohua saw this, he knew that he had to speak up, otherwise the guys in the class would not be able to participate in this competition at all. Although Feng Shaohua was a little reluctant, he had to be the captain of a fire extinguisher for this incident.

Feng Shaohua said with a bit of depression: "Everyone, don't get angry! Let me tell you about this... This basketball game is actually organized by our student union. For such a game, the name is not important. , still focus on participation. Although the coordination group in this meeting is a bit too much to do this, but there is no way, no matter what, I am also a member of the student union, please take my face and put it out. All right! "

"Squad leader! You have such a good temper! The competition was made like this by the student council, and you even put out the fire in the council."

"No! Squad leader, I think you are too responsible and serious. This kind of flyer! It shouldn't be passed at all. What a joke!"

"By the way, monitor! I really don't understand it? Don't you have a standard for the arrangement of work in the student union? Are you not the vice president of the student union? It seems that this kind of competition draft needs to be reviewed by you before it can be printed and distributed. ?"

Hearing this, Guo Zixian pretended to show an expression of indignation, and said loudly: "You don't know! There is a guy named Zhang Yu in the student union now! He is always arguing with our monitor, and he often shows off his strength in the student union. That's right. I forgot! In fact, that Zhang Yu is from the 12th class a year, and he is responsible for organizing this competition."

"Zhang Yu! It sounds familiar."

"Of course it's familiar! Isn't that the brave boy from the first grade last year. Then he won the national championship of the poetry contest! A while ago, it was broadcast every day."

"It turned out to be that guy! I didn't expect him to be so arrogant. You dare to leave the naming rights of this competition to your own class?"

"Squad leader! You still endure him and say good things for him. If it was me, it would be strange if I didn't cut him on the spot. First-year Mao boy! already."

"Hahahaha!" Everyone in the hall laughed at the same time...