Nalan Xin'er blinked: "I didn't want to participate..."

She has always thought that such a pushy selection tournament is very boring.

It's just a title, there is no need to care so much.

Her main energy now is to start a secret company, excavate malachite veins for trading, and then transfer the funds out and reserve them. One day in the future, she will have a fierce business battle with Lan Zijun and Lin Meiqing.

Compared with the extremely cruel struggle in the shopping malls without gunpowder, she really can't get enough of the turbulent and petty elections in school.

She has a broader vision of life in front of her. The enemies she faces are stronger adults. How can she focus on campus competitions and competition among classmates?

But, seeing the enthusiasm and determination of Junior Brother Yan Sheng just now, she admitted that she was infected...

But it was not enough to make her change her mind.

"Xiao Wu, actually I think..." Nalan Xin'er opened her lips lightly. Just as she was about to explain her thoughts, she was interrupted by a sudden scream.

"Nalan Xin'er, you shameless straw bag, you really love the limelight! It's fine to be at home, and you can't stop running to school! With your straw bag, you are embarrassed to participate in the election of the vitality girl? How vigorous are you? I think you are rustic!"

A sharp and mean voice, with a spoiled irrationality and impetuousness, came from behind abruptly.

Nalan Xin'er frowned unhappily, turned around and took a look, she couldn't help but sneer in her heart——

Whose mouth is so smelly, it turns out that it is Lin Yiyao who has never changed!

Lin Yiyao, Lin Chuan's youngest daughter, was a sophomore in Imperial High School, and spent money to buy Class A of the second year. Last time at the Lin family dinner, I tried to bully Nalan Xin'er with cats and dogs, but she was humiliated by Nalan Xin'er in public.

Seeing Lin Yiyao's mean and unreasonable appearance, Nalan Xin'er picked up her delicate eyebrows in disdain.

Coldly said: "Does my vitality matter to you? Lin Yiyao, you should worry about your own bad luck!"

Lin Yiyao was choked, and said angrily: "Huh, didn't you just hook a junior and help you get the promotion? I tell you, Yan Sheng is just a scumbag from Class B, and he wants to help you. Arrived? Dreaming! Our second grade class A will not vote for you!"

Nalan Xiner looked at her so determined and arrogant, and smiled without anger, and asked her pretendingly, "Oh, is it? Then who do you vote for?"

Lin Yiyao triumphantly said: "Of course I voted for this princess! I am the well-deserved little princess of the Imperial High School!"

Nalan Xin'er smiled and said, "Well, I believe this. You will know at first glance that the public illness is quite serious. Remember to get treatment early!"

"You...! Actually said that this princess is sick!" Lin Yiyao realized that Nalan Xin'er didn't ask her for advice at all, she was deliberately teasing her and mocking her.

"Yeah, you are not only sick, but you also have a wrong estimate of your fan base. Actually, my sister advises you that you are not good at canvassing for your classmates. You might as well go to the farm to canvass for votes. I think you are quite uncomfortable. What cats, cats and dogs love, might be able to win the glorious title of the "best bite target" among dogs."

Nalan Xin'er said with a smile rather than a smile, and Lin Yiyao was directly angry half to death.

This is clearly a satire of Lin Yiyao at Chiguoguodi. At the Lin family dinner on the weekend, the bull-head terriers raised in public were thrown over and bitten...

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