After confirming that he had heard it correctly, Zhao Qi quickly glanced past everyone present, trying to find out who leaked the news.

Zou Dongyang? No, although he and Zou Dongyang are temporarily competitors, they are actually on the same side.

Wei Yechen? No, either. This kid usually talks little, and he even goes to the library whenever he has time. It shouldn't be him.

Then there is only one possibility, it is him, Lao Ma! Unfortunately, he is not from Class One, and the head teacher is not Lao Ma. Otherwise, just in just a short while, Zhao Qi might have thought of five, six, seven or eight plans to make things difficult for Ma Tao in the class.

The judges from the audience felt a little more comfortable when they saw Zhao Qi's face change.

The brat was so domineering that he had no choice but to hear the naughty child say that if he was running for the president of the student union, he would be unable to get along with him.

Typically, using power for personal gain.

But to everyone's surprise, Zhao Qi's psychological quality was surprisingly good. Even though the teacher exposed the original purpose of running for the president of the Student Union, he returned to calm after losing his composure for a moment, and said with a three-point surprise and a little surprised expression: "Teacher, how do you know Philippian? Haha, that, I'm going to tell the teacher that the person I want to help the most is Philippian."

The implication is that who I want to help most is that it does not conflict with whether I have become the president of the student union. Can’t I have a good friend who I like especially after becoming the president and happens to be the same grade as me?

Zhao Qi asked and answered in his heart: Of course.

After watching Zhao Qi finish his words, he still touched his head as if he was shy, and looked like a honest and honest elementary school student who was discovered with a little secret. All the students who had encountered Zhao Qi's side who had been forced to vote due to their seniority were spitting in their hearts: Haha, drama master.

Zhao Qi refused to admit it, and of course the judge would not hold on to such occasions, so he nodded and signaled that Zhao Qi could step down. The second candidate and the last Zou Dongyang were invited to the stage.

To be honest, Zou Dongyang's speech was a little empty and not as good as Zhao Qi. It is probably related to Zhao Qi being taken by his grandparents before elementary school and being taught by the old man who had nothing to do after retirement. Because the Zou family's parents are busy, they don't have much time to care about him.

Of course, it is also possible that Dongdong's parents just want Dongdong to spend his childhood happily, and they don't want to put pressure on him so early.

In short, in this student union presidential election, where there were only two candidates and actually had no choice, Zhao Qi finally defeated Dongdong by two votes.

The thing that was unfortunately not selected was barely expressionless in front of the student union, but when there was no one around, he looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, and the tears in his eyes were suddenly unable to hold it in his eyes.

Looking around, there was no one, Dongdongwang cried out, and the crying could not be stopped at all.

Dongdong felt that he would never have the face to see Philip again. Now he is no longer a strong man, but a shameful loser. What qualifications do you have to say that a loser like him will protect Philip and protect Philip in school in the future?

When Philip came to Qixing Primary School to go to school, would he look down on him after he knew about this? Will he never think he is powerful again?

When he thought of this, Dongdong couldn't help but feel sad. For a moment, such despair actually overshadowed the shame of being defeated by Zhao Qi. Dongdong raised his head and cried even louder in this no-man's land.

Behind the greening bush, Wang Yiming, who was in the same class as Dongdong, pushed Zhao Qi, "Look at how he was crying so badly, otherwise you can comfort him?"

"Are you sure you want me to comfort me?" Zhao Qi saw it thoroughly, "When he saw me now, his most likely reaction should be to be angry and fight me."

"Then Wei Yechen, are you going?" Wang Yiming pushed Wei Yechen aside again, "Although we were competitors before, we were from the same fruit squad. We can't let Zou Dongyang cry so badly there alone, no one goes to comfort him."

Wang Yiming looked so strong that he was the strongest among the few people, and his tone was sometimes fierce. But in fact, this strong little boy with a thorny heart was very soft-hearted. Seeing Dongdong crying so miserably not far away, he felt a little reluctant. This was somewhat similar to Philip.

Hearing Wang Yiming say this, the remaining monkeys, the child who climbed the tree before, and Fan Tian, ​​who was hiding in the greenery in the princess dress at the beginning of school, and Zhao Qi and Wei Yechen, looked at each other, Zhao Qi hesitated and said, "Then go and persuade?"

Competition is competition, but at this moment he also felt that it was not good to let Zou Dongyang cry there alone.

Before the greening few people went out, the things over there took new moves.

I saw Dongdong choking and taking out his cell phone with aggrieved look on his face. Because there were still tears in his eyes, Dongdong's vision was a little blurred. However, this did not affect his skillful and rapid pressing of a string of numbers.

"Who is he calling?" Fan Tian, ​​who was hiding behind the tree, was a little curious.

Wang Yiming: "I don't know."

They soon knew that after the phone was connected, Dongdong shouted in a voice full of grievance, anxiety, and frustration. In short, it sounded very pitiful and sympathetic, and shouted: "Philippian~~~~~~~"

It was rare that Dongdong twisted his throat like this, and the children on the other side of the phone could still hear it: "Is it Dongdong? What's wrong with you?"

"Philipp, I lost." How courage does it take to admit your failure in front of your favorite child?

But just now, when I was crying, I suddenly thought that even if it failed, he could not let Philip hear it from others first.

A real man dares to face his miserable failure.

Philip on the other side of the phone tilted his head, "Did Dongdong participate in the competition? Why didn't you tell me?" If he told him before the competition, he could go to the scene to cheer for Dongdong.

"Just just now." Dongdong sniffed, recalling his failure again, covering his forehead in pain. But he still recalled Philippian strongly. "Just just now, my student union presidential election failed, and I lost to Zhao Qi. Sorry Philippian, I am a loser now."

Facing Dongdong's sudden sorry for his failure, the little guy didn't seem to care much about it. Instead, he turned his little finger and recalled his failure experience.

"Fefe has also lost many times. He has gained flesh with Pangpang, and Fefe has lost. He played hide-and-seek with his brother in the maze and lost. He played a small train with his grandfather, and he fought very well. He didn't know why, but he fell down as he fought. He also played a game with his father and uncle to pick fruit in the orchard..." As he said this, Fefe's fingers suddenly were not enough, and the little guy suddenly said: "Tongdong, Fefe has lost many times. If he said this, Fefe is also a loser. And you have only failed once, so amazing!"

OK, is that amazing? So what Philip thought in his heart? He did not look down on him because of his failure, but instead comforted him with his own experience. It is indeed worthy of being Philip who has always been loved by him.

Feeling that Philippi's special concern for enlightenment suddenly became a little pretentious, Qi Ai said: "Then Philippi, will you still call me senior when school starts? Will you still study with me?"

Philip nodded naturally: "You are senior Dongdong, I am junior Philip. Everyone learn together. Senior Dongdong wants to help Brother Philip learn, because Senior Dongdong and Brother Philip are good friends, right?"

"Yes, yes." The chicken, who was called out several times by the senior, pecked at rice.

When he hung up the phone, Dongdong still asked reluctantly: "In this case, then Philip, can you please stop Zhao Qi being the president of the student union, Wei Yechen is good at studying, and Fan Tian is a girl, the little monkey can climb trees, and Wang Yiming likes them more than me when he grows tall?"

The little guy learned a line from a movie starring Lin Sinian that I just watched yesterday: "Making friends is about your intentions. Other money and appearances are all things outside of your body, so you don't need to pay too much attention. Because I am making friends with your intentions, not with your money, your face, and the clothes you wear today."

Dongdong thought Philip's words were so reasonable and were not wrong at all. Of course, what we value most is the intention. In terms of intention, Zou Dongyang thought he would not lose to anyone! He was anyone!

But... After hanging up the phone, Dongdong scratched his head. Why did he think that Philip had heard this sentence?

Forget it, don't worry. The look on Dongdong has long been turning sunny, and he hugged his cell phone happily and smiled foolishly.

After the greening, the boy nicknamed Little Monkey hesitated: "Do we still want to comfort him now?"

They were actually not far from Dongdong at all, but they were not discovered by Dongdong in time because of the cover of greening. They just heard clearly the phone call between Dongdong and Philip, especially the last sentence.

If you can offend everyone present in one sentence, you are actually quite capable.

Fan Tian, ​​who had just finished watching a palace fighting drama, sneered and flicked her short nails cut by her mother. "Dare you dare to give me eye drops while I am not here? Wait, the Ai family has recorded this account."

"Wait." Wang Yiming off topic: "Didn't you return to me just now? Why did you suddenly become Ai's family?"

"Okay, don't say these useless things. Now you can just talk about them, what should I do?" Zhao Qi stared at the corner of Dongdong's curled mouth, always feeling that he was smiling as dazzling as he looked at it.

He was obviously the winner, but he had no joy in victory now, and he just wanted to press down and beat it up.

Wei Yechen was ruthless and didn't say much, so he took the lead in leaving Greening: "What else can I do? Beat it up. Let's fight one-on-one."

Zhao Qi responded: "How to fight alone?"

The little monkey: "Of course it's us, we are the ones who will fight Zou Dongyang alone." As he said that, he took the lead, jumped out lightly, and instantly surpassed Wei Yechen. Then, before Dongdong could react, he pressed on his back.

Five minutes later, each of the five people pressed Dongdong tightly on the grass with one hand, and took turns to reach out and beat the butt.

Zhao Qi: "Say bad things?"

Bang, just a moment.

Fan Tian: "Can't you like me a little more?"

Bang, two strokes.

Little monkey: "What's wrong with me climbing trees? When I grow up, I will still hold Philip and climb together."

Bang, three times.

Wang Yiming: "I wouldn't have come to you if I had known it, I would have wanted to comfort you. It's not worth it!"

Bang, go around.

Wei Yechen: "Are you wrong?"

Bang, five strokes.

Dongdong was beaten and screamed, "That's right, good man, please spare your life!"

"Since you know you're wrong." Wang Yiming stopped.

Then Zhao Qi slapped: "What he said is right! Keep beating!"

On that day, when Dongdong came home, he stood at the dining table to eat. But he was not sad at all, but instead ate very delicious. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Chapter completed!