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Chapter 45 Nine votes
Lin Jing: "..."

This is the Weibo of the grand occasion, and she is not someone from the grand occasion. Even if the grand occasion agrees, it doesn't seem appropriate for her to use his microblog to pull black people without authorization.

Lin Jing stared at Shengquan's mobile phone, a little hesitant.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, she still couldn't hold back, put down her mobile phone, raised her finger and landed on the screen of the grand occasion.

She didn't take the phone over, just held the phone in a pompous posture, clicked on the screen a few times, found Yang Sinian's fan, and sent that account into the eternal black room very skillfully.

After blacklisting the person, Lin Jing quickly retracted his fingers.

Sheng Kuan stared at the screen she clicked for two seconds with lowered eyelids, then moved his eyes up and landed on her face: "It's over?"

Lin Jing nodded, "Yes."

Sheng Jin didn't speak, and retracted his arm while pinching the phone.

Chen Jing was chatting in high spirits, other people's attention was on him, and no one noticed the episode on their side.

Yang Sinian's fan's account has been blocked by her, and all his replies in the comment area have disappeared. There is no need for Lin Jing to send half of the messages. She just pressed the screen one by one. Deleting the words, deleting and deleting, she suddenly stopped, her brain froze for two seconds, and she slowly turned her head to look at the people around her.

Sheng Guan noticed her gaze and turned his head: "Huh?"

Lin Jing looked at him and pursed his lips: "You saw it."

Chen Jing just yelled loudly, his voice was so loud that it overwhelmed Lin Jing's voice.

I didn't hear the grand occasion clearly, and turned my head to her side: "Huh?"

Lin Jing looked at the pale skin behind Sheng Kuan's ears, gleaming coldly, swallowed, and his voice became softer: "Did you see the words I typed just now?"

This time the grand occasion heard clearly: "Yes."

Lin Jing thought carefully about the words he just typed, and he was a little relieved to be sure that there were no inelegant words.

Sheng Kuan glanced sideways at Lin Jing: "I heard it."

Lin Jing looked up: "Huh?"

Grand occasion: "I heard you swear."

Lin Jing blinked her eyes, and the first thought that popped into her mind was "When did she curse?" Then she remembered the "Fuck" that blurted out.

Lin Jing's expression froze.

It's over, the words she spat on people on the Internet didn't ruin her image, the swear words she spat on people before completely ruined her image.

Lin Jing felt that he was gradually splitting apart.

She thought for a few seconds, struggling desperately: "You heard wrong."

Sheng Kuan sat up straight slowly: "Really?"

Lin Jing swallowed, and just wanted to say seriously, "Yes, you really got it wrong."

Before the words came to his lips, the grand occasion said "hmm": "Okay, I misheard."

Lin Jing: "..."

Just when Lin Jing was racking his brains and thinking about how she would answer the words of the grand occasion, Chen Jing suddenly turned his head: "There is no need to choose the captain of the team, it's just you?"

"I still have to choose," Sheng Guan turned off the phone screen, "otherwise I will be like a team bully."

A group of people: "..."

Lambowen: "Are you sure?"

Grand occasion: "Choose."

Lan Bowen: "Okay, although I feel that the election is for nothing, if this is the case, let's choose, Jiang Xin, go and get some blank paper and pens, let's have a vote, and the captain with the most votes will be the captain."

"Okay." Jiang Xin responded, and got up to get the paper and pen.

Not long after, he folded it back, and patted the paper and pen on the clean kitchen counter of the western restaurant next to him, "Come and write by yourself, and throw it away when you're done..." Jiang Xin looked around and took a copper one. An empty vase came over, "Throw it in this vase."

Jiang Xin voted by himself first, then put down his pen and called for others to come and vote.

He Wang was the first to jump up and write.

Jiang Zui let go of the chicken wings in his mouth, and swallowed them whole: "He Wang, write for me, just write..."

Before Jiang Zui finished speaking, Li Xiaozhou also raised his hand: "Write it for me too."

Jiang Xin took a piece of paper and patted each of Jiang Zui and Li Xiaozhou's heads: "What are you doing? Since you have chosen, let's be more formal. Each of you will write your own, and even ask your superior to write it for you, one by one. You who are patient."

Jiang Xin used to hold several positions in YLS. He was in charge of coaches, managers, life administrators, etc. Now that he has Lamb Bowen as the head coach, his main task now is to manage the discipline and life of this group of people.

Jiang Zui and Li Xiaozhou were not afraid of being scolded by Jiang Xin, but they were afraid of being deducted by Jiang Xin. They didn't dare to talk anymore, and obediently waited for He Wang to finish writing, and then wrote one after another.

After that came Chen Jing, Qin Yu, Lan Bowen, and finally the grand occasion.

During the process of everyone voting, Jiang Xin went to the bathroom, and when he came back, "Is it all finished?"

Li Xiaozhou: "Well, it's finished."

"Then I've counted the votes now." Standing in front of the kitchen counter, Jiang Xin poured out the note from the vase: "One vote for grand occasion, two votes for grand occasion, three votes for grand occasion...nine votes for grand occasion."

As he said that, Jiang Xin began to applaud: "The captain of our YLS team is welcome to say a few words for everyone..."

"Wait," Chen Jing interrupted Jiang Xin, and looked at the grand occasion: "So, you voted for yourself?"

Grand situation leaned on the chair, and replied generously: "Yes."

"You are poisonous, let you be the captain, you are wrong, insist on letting everyone vote, and vote for yourself, you are so narcissistic... No!" Chen Jing yelled, and found something wrong again, he Pointing their heads and counting: "Qin Yu, He Wang, Li Xiaozhou, Jiang Zui, Mosquito, Jiang Xin, me, shameless grand occasion... Aren't there only eight people in our team, where did we get the nine tickets?"

"Damn it, did you run into a ghost? Why did you get an extra vote, oh, I know, it's a grand occasion, you voted for yourself twice, didn't you? Absolutely, this is definitely something you can do!"

Lin Jing cleared his voice, trying to interrupt Chen Jing: "That..."

Chen Jing didn't hear it, and kept talking there: "Wow, grand situation, you are too thick-skinned, you are already narcissistic enough to vote for yourself, and vote for yourself twice, oh my god, this world How could there be someone like you in the world..."

Lin Jing reached out and patted the table.

Chen Jingmiao was quiet.

Everyone looked at her.

Including the pomp of sitting next to her.

Lin Jing subconsciously stopped the "Shut up, you're making noise" that almost came out of his mouth, and his arrogance was instantly extinguished.She was silent for two seconds, raised her hand weakly, and said in a low voice, "I voted for one."

(End of this chapter)