Jian Luo said to his younger brother, "I'll go out for a while."
Jian Sheng thought he was going out to relieve himself, so he quickly said, "Brother, can I go out with you?"
"No need." Jian Luo didn't let him follow her and said directly, "I'll go out to cool down and get some fresh air."
Jian Sheng then nodded.
Jian Luo stretched himself and walked out. The school building of Anxing was quite retro. The walls were all milky white, and the window glass was covered with intricate carvings, which gave it a very classical feel. The long corridor was straight-cylindrical, with branches and leaves similar to wisteria entwined on it. If you got close, you could even smell the fragrance of the flowers. It was afternoon now, and the warm sunlight was shining down, which was very comfortable.
Jian Luo chose a place where no one was around and sat down.
He thought about it and thought that it would be a bad idea to ask someone to vote individually. Fortunately, the High Priest had taught him that there was something called the circle of friends. Why not just send the voting link to the circle of friends? If anyone sees it, will they help vote?
If there really is no one voting, it would be better for him to go and look for them one by one with a shameless face, so that everything will be perfect.
"Where is the friend circle..."
Jian Luo turned on the information terminal. As a country bumpkin in technology, he used the Obsidian information terminal like an old lady playing with a mobile phone. After searching for a while, he finally found the place to post on WeChat Moments and was very happy.
After copying and pasting the link, Jian Luo began typing: "Voting event, please vote for my brother~!"
After typing and checking the copy, Jian Luo thought for a moment and added: [One person from the voting list will be drawn in a lottery and can order food!]
This time Jian Luo was satisfied.
He clicked send, sending the message along with it.
After posting, he waited for a long time but no one voted. It was really lonely as snow. Jian Luo refreshed the page again without giving up, but sure enough, no one voted.
Jian Luo pursed her lips: "No way..."
There was no movement in the circle of friends. She could only comfort herself by not being too hasty and should wait patiently. She put away the message on the information terminal. Just as Jian Luo was about to get up and go back, she received a call on her mobile phone. It was Lu Shifeng calling.
Jian Luo subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, a smile accumulated in his eyes, and picked up the phone: "Hello?"
Lu Shifeng's voice came from the other end: "How many votes do you want to cast?"
"Hmm?" Jian Luo didn't expect to be asked this question. He stammered, "What's wrong? I'm just trying to get some votes. You don't have to take it too seriously."
Lu Shifeng said, "I saw you posted it on your Moments."
Jian Luo nodded and said, "Yeah, let's see who can vote for my brother. Their school now has this kind of voting activity, which means you need to vote for the children to participate in the sports meeting. Have you had this kind of activity in school before?"
Thinking that the Marshal must have gone to school before, he should be familiar with this kind of activity.
But Lu Shifeng said, "No."
Jian Luo was stunned: "Huh?"
"When I was in school, they always invited me to participate." Lu Shifeng said calmly: "I have never heard of voting."
“…”
Hardcore.
I can always talk to death with you guys.
Jian Luo coughed lightly, suppressed the gloom in his heart, and muttered: "That's it anyway, since you saw it..."
As the saying goes, a shameless person is invincible.
Jian Luo said shamelessly: "Then you have to help vote too."
He didn't know if it was his imagination, but Lu Shifeng seemed to smile and replied, "Yeah, I voted."
Jian Luo was satisfied and felt a little happy: "Thank you, I will bring you something delicious when I get back."
Lu Shifeng paused, and the Marshal frowned unconsciously, overcome by a familiar fear: "You're not coming back tonight?"
Jian Luo nodded: "Well, my brother's school is on holiday today after the parent-teacher meeting, so I'm going home to stay for two days."
…
Marshal Lu narrowed his eyes and tapped the table with his fingertips. After thinking for a while, he finally came up with an idea. He nodded: "Okay, I understand."
Jian Luo had an inexplicable ominous premonition, the kind that small animals naturally have, but he had been out for quite some time and it was time to go back, so he just nodded and hung up the phone.
The other side.
Secretary Jin came in with documents and asked Lu Shifeng to sign. "Sir, the test reports for our new recruits are out. The first team has applied to go out for internship tomorrow. Please approve it."
Lu Shifeng nodded and took the document.
Secretary Jin stood by and waited obediently, sorting out her daily schedule and reporting on the next work while watching.
Lu Shifeng signed the document and handed it to Secretary Jin, then said, "Have you seen Jian Luo's circle of friends?"
Secretary Jin: “Ah?”
Lu Shifeng sat elegantly on the chair, his hand holding the pen spinning freely. He raised his eyelids and looked at Secretary Jin. His blood-red eyes gave people an invisible sense of pressure.
Secretary Jin finally reacted and quickly opened her Moments to see Jian Luo's latest updates. Quickly, she said, "I voted!"
Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows noncommittally: "How many votes?"
Secretary Jin clicked on the page and said honestly, "8 votes."
This really can't be blamed on anyone else. If she analyzes it herself, it's definitely because Jian Luo's circle of friends is really too poor!
It's so poor that it's outrageous. If it were an ordinary person, there would be at least a hundred or eighty people in the circle of friends, but Jian Luo doesn't have that. According to Secretary Jin, Jian Luo's circle of friends may only have a dozen people, and most of these people are busy people. They don't have much time to check the circle of friends.
Of course, since the Marshal could see it so promptly, she reasonably suspected that Jian Luo might be Lu Shifeng's special focus. Only in this way could she discover the other party's latest developments in the first place.
Lu Shifeng asked: "Only 8 votes?"
Secretary Jin nodded and agreed, "Well, there are 8 votes..."
As they were talking, their eyes met. Secretary Jin choked, and from the Marshal's meaningful look, she gradually understood.
Secretary Jin was quite capable to be able to do this. If she was really that stupid, she would be fired directly. She was stunned for a few seconds and immediately said, "Okay, I understand!"
Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows noncommittally: "Go ahead."
The other side.
Zhan Fengtai is having afternoon tea with the little emperor.
The information terminal made a "beep" sound, and the priest put down his teacup, glanced at his circle of friends, raised his eyelids to look at the emperor, and silently clicked on the link to cast his vote.
The little emperor was still talking non-stop when he suddenly noticed that the priest beside him seemed to be busy with something. He asked curiously, "What are you looking at, my dear?"
Zhan Wentai said, "Just take a look."
The little emperor seemed to be lost in thought. It was impossible for him to just glance at it casually. The high priest would never glance at it casually. If it was an official matter, there was no need to avoid him. If it was a private matter, it was impossible for the old phoenix to have a partner. Now, wasn't the primary school student the one who could make him most concerned?
The thoughtful emperor silently smelled something unusual. He opened the information terminal and found no messages, so he clicked on the circle of friends. Sure enough, the latest circle of friends was Jian Luo's circle of friends.
The little emperor clicked on the link and raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Why are there so few votes?"
After casting his vote, Zhan Wentai closed the terminal and asked, "Your Majesty saw this too?"
"Hmm!" The little emperor's strange desire to win came to him. "With more than 20 votes, why do the proportions below all seem to belong to the Dragon Clan? No, Luo Luo's lottery prize will be taken away by the Emperor's uncle. I still want to eat stinky tofu!"
Zhan Wentai looked at him silently.
The young emperor turned to the assistant officer beside him and said, "I just sent a link to the group and ordered everyone in office in the palace to vote!"
The assistant officer twitched his lips and nodded: "Okay."
…
The priest's fingertips moved.
Although he didn't have a strong desire to win the lottery, he was very interested in the dishes specially customized by Jian Luo. With so many people in the palace, the probability of winning was relatively small, unless...
Zhan Wentai was silent for a moment, then he moved his hands and reopened the information terminal. He sent the link to a few trusted subordinates and said simply: "Vote."
People at Phoenix TV have a strong desire for gossip recently, and the specific topics mainly revolve around:
"Is your Excellency's little wife here today?"
"I don't think I saw it today. Is the adult playing some kind of prison game?"
"It seems he's on leave."
"Maybe they're not in that relationship?"
The Phoenix Clan was naturally filled with a thirst for knowledge, and this thirst was also expressed in the realm of gossip. Just as everyone was discussing it, a link suddenly appeared in the work group. The main point of the link was also concise and to the point: [Vote.]
The other side.
Jian Luo returned to the classroom. The homeroom teacher was informing all the parents and children about the recent important matters. Seeing Jian Luo had also returned, he spoke up, "We're planning to hold a flea market next week. On the one hand, everyone can bring out their unused items at home for exchange. On the other hand, those who are good at handicrafts can show off their skills. Those who perform well can get extra points, and those with high scores can participate in the sports meet."
The children below were talking about it.
One child asked, "Teacher, even if we have a lot of points, we can't compete with the classes above D level. Should we still participate?"
The head teacher pushed his glasses up awkwardly and said, "Everyone just needs to work hard."
But once one person starts talking, others will follow:
"We've participated before, but we still can't win."
"Their household registration level is higher than ours."
"The squad leader tried very hard, but he was still suppressed."
Jian Sheng was inexplicably caught in the crossfire. A child's unintentional words attracted everyone's attention to Jian Sheng. Even if it was not intentional, so many eyes gathered on him was enough to hurt people.
Jian Sheng felt a moment of unease, his hands unconsciously clenched. The child said stubbornly, "I think we should give it a try. How can we know if it works if we don't try..."
The homeroom teacher nodded and decided to use Jian Sheng as an example: "Everyone, look, Jian Sheng is an example worthy of our learning. Although he received few votes, he works very hard. As long as you work hard, there will definitely be hope."
As he spoke, the head teacher turned around and opened the voting website: "For example, now he only has a few..."
The page refreshed, and the head teacher's words were stuck in his throat.
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