[emmmm I feel like there's a good play to watch.]

[I'm more optimistic about Xu Huanhuan's ballet. It's elegant and beautiful. Goddess, this is going to be the first.]

[Xu Huanhuan learned to dance since childhood. She won awards when she was a teenager. She was so cute when she was a child.]

[Ji Qingmeng is good-looking. She always feels that she has no temperament and can't compare with Xu Huanhuan.]

[during the primary election, I went to see Ji Qingmeng's dance. It's really common. Girls in any class can compare her in dance.]

[I don't know why Ji Qingmeng wants to participate, which lowers the level of the art performance.]

On the campus network, a group of students supporting Xu Huanhuan, especially those boys, shouted one by one to help Xu Huanhuan.

Of course, a small number of people are optimistic about Ji Qingmeng. They think Ji Qingmeng may become a dark horse in the literary and artistic performance.

[I bet on the snacks in the second half of the year, and sister Ji will break out of the siege and ascend the first throne.]

[I also support sister Ji, school bully girl, come on, come on, let's go!!!]

[it's just an art show. Is it necessary to deliberately praise and belittle anyone? Just aim at your sister Heiji. I support her.]

[tut Tut, scared by some comments on the forum, I immediately went to support sister Ji.]

The forum was so noisy that some students even gambled, and more and more students bet.

However, after all, Xu Huanhuan is a campus goddess, and 70% of the students will win the first place.

Tang Miyan took her mobile phone and looked at the gambling support rate on the campus Internet. She couldn't help laughing.

"Huanhuan, look." Tang Miyan put her mobile phone on the table and said with a proud smile, "the students in the school basically support you."

Zhang Jieru turned to take a look and said, "seventy percent, almost crushed Ji Qingmeng."

An unhappy look flashed in Xu Huanhuan's eyes. Although 70% of them were many, 30% still supported Ji Qingmeng.

Unexpectedly, some students in the school would support Ji Qingmeng to win. She thought 90% would support her.

The data doesn't look very good.

"Huanhuan, are you unhappy?" Zhang Jingyi asked.

"No." Xu Huan smiled and said, "I just didn't expect so many people in the school to support Ji Qingmeng."

Tang Miyan rolled her eyes and said, "there's something wrong with their eyes."

"Yes," said Zhang Jieru with a sneer, "those people deliberately choose Ji Qingmeng. They are just jealous and happy. Don't think they are mostly girls. It's really disgusting."

After hearing these words, Xu Huanhuan felt much more comfortable, showed a helpless look and said, "I really hope these people can make a fair choice."

70% is still too little. She wants 90% to have a clear dream.

Tang Miyan listened to Xu Huanhuan's helpless words and began to comfort her. When she got the first place, she beat those people in the face.

When the school teachers knew about the gamble, they were also chatting in private.

Teachers will also fight openly and secretly, better than students' grades and more excellent than students.

So the teacher began to tease the head teacher of class B.

"Miss Zhang, in your class, Ji Qingmeng and Xu Huanhuan, two girls are very good. The students of the school are paying attention to them."

"Xu Huanhuan is an excellent student. It's a pity that he didn't catch our class at the beginning..."

"I'm also optimistic about Xu Huanhuan. After all, Xu Huanhuan was born in an aristocratic family and had a good command of dance since childhood..."