"Why?!" Luo Li was the first to express his dissatisfaction.
"because......"
Wu Qunfang originally thought that since Luo Li could carry two fans by himself, she would carry them for him. Anyway, she wasn't hot and didn't want to affect her exam by carrying the electric fan.
But then I thought, if I gave such a direct reason, my image would be ruined, and I would be ostracized by the class committee.
So he shook his head and pressed his temples, saying, "I...I suddenly have a headache."
"You're faking it, aren't you?!" Luo Li immediately exposed him. "I didn't see you having a headache just now. You just don't want to go and move it, do you?"
"I really don't want to move it, what can you do about it?!" Wu Qunfang thought to herself, but continued to pretend, "It's really...really a headache..."
As a result, several class committee members who had initially been neutral also stood still. They all shared the same thought: if Wu Qunfang didn't go, then not all class committee members would go, so why should they go? Luo Li, on the other hand, was strong enough to move a few more machines, or even make several trips.
Seeing that Wu Qunfang was becoming a burden, Luo Li was furious and rushed up to her, banging on her desk: "Don't go too far! Otherwise, you'll lose your position as a class committee member!"
Whether I'm a class committee member or not is none of your business, you sports committee member! Wu Qunfang thought to herself again, and simply lay down on the table, groaning in pain.
Faced with Wu Qunfang's unreasonable behavior, Luo Li was at a loss for what to do.
He's a typical straight man; he's good with his fists, but he's most afraid of dealing with women—he'll go soft on the spot.
So, in the classroom, those who had decided to move the electric fan and those who were hesitant about whether to move it were both frozen in place.
Li Lechen, who was sitting at the table diagonally behind Wu Qunfang, naturally saw this scene.
Actually, he could have helped move the electric fan. Although it wasn't hot, it seemed that moving the electric fan required certain qualifications, meaning that non-class committee members couldn't participate.
However, Wu Qunfang's feigned headache was so fake that from Li Lechen's perspective, Wu Qunfang, who was lying on the table, was actually secretly laughing.
I suddenly remembered I have a magic headband in my personal belongings. What was that ad for again? Quick results, intense sensations—the perfect tool for pranks, revenge, and forceful resistance. Yeah, that's it.
So I opened the live stream, went to "Personal Items," and then clicked on "Tightening Spell."
[Confirm whether to use one set of the "tightening spell"?]
confirm.
The stimulus is already in your hands; the activation spell is "What's wrong with you?", and the deactivation spell is "How's your mother?".
"......"
The activation spell was fine, but the shutdown spell... Li Lechen was terrified of getting beaten up by Wu Qunfang when he tried to stop it...
Now look at what you have in your hands.
It seems there's no specific trigger...
However, the platform was not deceiving, so upon closer inspection, they discovered something unusual: a fine white hair about three or four centimeters long.
What kind of "hair" is this?!
Fortunately, it wasn't black, nor did it have any strange curls; it should be normal fur.
That's good.
So, holding the normal white hair, he leaned over to Wu Qunfang and asked, "What's wrong?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a white hair gently drifted down onto Wu Qunfang's head.
Wu Qunfang was fully immersed in the character of the woman with a headache she was portraying, giving her all in her performance, when she suddenly heard a sentence in her ear and was stunned.
However, she then felt her neck stiffen and her head start to swell.
"I...I have a headache..." Wu Qunfang replied, and as she spoke, she really did stutter a little, because the stiffness and swelling made her head really hurt.
Could it be that he got too into character and his body had a stress reaction?
But that's fine too, since there's no need to act anymore, it's a completely natural performance.
"Ouch~~~" Wu Qunfang cried out deliberately, "My head really... really hurts~~~~"
"Never mind then!" Huang Yingying said helplessly. "Let's have a few of us go and move it, otherwise we won't have enough time."
"Ouch~~~~" Wu Qunfang exclaimed again.
At this moment, she cried out in pain, feeling as if her head was being squeezed by wire, the grip tightening and tightening, as if her head was about to explode.
"Wu! Qun! Fang!" Huang Yingying finally lost her temper and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Fine, you don't want to go, but now you're acting like this, what more do you want?!"
That's right. Women can tell at a glance whether a woman is a green tea or a white lotus. Huang Yingying knew that Wu Qunfang was faking a headache from the beginning, but she was too lazy to call her out on it.
Even a fake friendship can win you a vote when necessary.
But now that we've let her off the hook, she's still causing trouble, so we really can't let it go.
However, Luo Li was closer to Wu Qunfang at this moment and could see clearly: "I think her face really doesn't look right. Why don't we take her to the infirmary first?"
Huang Yingying wasn't Luo Li; she wasn't buying it and bluntly said, "If you want to take someone, go ahead and do it!"
"I......"
Luo Li was in a dilemma.
On one hand, there's the responsibility of being a class leader, which is also a human need; on the other hand, there's the frail, sick girl, and it seems I should also extend a helping hand without hesitation.
Indeed, one shouldn't be too kind, otherwise there will always be endless chores to do.
Fortunately, Wu Qunfang managed to say, "No...no need, I...I just need to rest for a while..."
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