: 039 Join the Student Union?

The next day, early morning.
In the square, the sportswear was put on, and the morning run of the routine was carried out in the campus where the high school was highly developed.
After a lapse of one month, the early morning of the high school is still the time period of the major societies, and the movements of the club activities can be heard everywhere.
Especially in the case of freshmen who have joined the first year, the community activities in the morning are even more lively.
Occasionally, when the members of the track and field clubs who are also in the morning run are passing by, they can hear similar arguments.
"Just the one is the first-year student who had been trying to recruit before the president?"
"It's him."
"Can he really run very fast?"
"What? Do you want to go up with him?"
"Haha, forget it."
"If you can't win the confidence of the president of the student, then it's better not to lose people."
"It's a wise choice."
This kind of argument has been introduced to the ears of the party many times in the past month.
However, at the beginning, there was no such harmony. There were still a few track and field club members who did not have the ability to come to the side to race, trying to see his skills.
There was no rejection in the party. No matter who came to the door, he promised it all at once.
Then, it was a rather legendary experience.
The first person who challenged the door, and the party ran a different game.
The second person who challenged the door, and he ran a different game.
The third, fourth, and fifth door-to-door challengers also ran a game with them.
This made the original thought that Fang was only a famous person. Even the scorn, ridicule and irony of the track and field club, where a member could not win, gradually became surprised, stunned and silent.
After all, people who race with different footsteps can achieve unsuccessful results, which proves that the real strength of the party is far more than that, and more than enough to match the speed of others.
This also caused the people of the track and field club to have a thought that they could not believe.
"Isn't that even the president of the student encounter this situation, and did not force his true strength?"
After all, Beibei is just a match with Fang Li, isn’t it?
This has to make the people of the track and field club think about it.
Since then, the track and field club has stopped coming to the party to race, and has not invited the party to join the community.
Because, they finally know that people do not look at the track and field club.
This is also the effect that the party wants.
"As long as people are aware of the gap, no matter who they are, they will involuntarily distance themselves from distant existence."
In this way, the track and field club completely eliminated the attempt to pull Fang Li into the community.
Fang Fang thought about these things, and shook his head in a laugh, and continued to run forward.
However, some people have long been in violation of this time in the square.
"It seems that the "truth" that was revealed yesterday did not seem to have much impact on you.

The familiar voice came from the side of the body, but did not let the party turn to look at it.
Even if you don't look at it, you know who the person is.
"The student president of this school is also very busy. When I ran in the morning, I was still concerned about the students in class d who gathered at the end of the crane?"
The pace in the square was completely disordered, and the breath was extremely orderly. There was no change in the process of running.
Yubei Xue, who runs side by side with Fang Li, seems to want to show his own ability, and speaks in peace without any two different tone.

Is there any idea that the school is evaluated as the tail of the crane?

The words of Yubei learned sound like a casual question, but also like a deliberate incitement.
The party was completely unaffected.
"Even if I know what I think, what can I do?" Fang Li asked if nothing happened: "Even if I am in class d, there is nothing for you who is known as the best student president since the founding of the school." Isn't the relationship?"
Compared to being at the bottom of the road, Weibei is another extreme.
As a third-grade student, Yubei Xue is the president of this student union and the talent standing at the peak of the whole school. It has long been a leader of class a.
As long as the year passed and the third grade ushered in graduation, it was a member of class a and the president of the student union. The best that this school can enjoy is the best guarantee for this school.
Such a person, there is no reason to always pay attention to a student who has just entered school and entered the d class.
unless…

Is there anything that can't be reassured even now?

At the same time that the party throws such a problem, the pace has suddenly increased.
"!"
The pupils of Yubei learned a slight condensate, and almost the conditioned reflexes also accelerated the pace, as if they had entered the sprint state, and suddenly kept up.
However, this time, Fang Li seems to be completely slamming the northern part of the school, while the northern part of the school into the sprint state, the body is shot like a string of arrows.
In a twinkling of an eye, it opened a distance from the school.
(So ​​fast!)
Yubei learned a big shock.
Now, the speed in the square is far faster than the last time he raced.
(Is this his true strength...!?)
Yubei learned to hold back the surprise in his heart, and at the same time bit his teeth and began to do his best.
Just like in order to squeeze out all the potential from the depths of the body, the speed of learning from the North is desperately trying to catch up with the square.
In this regard, the party did not make any reaction, as if it felt enough, no longer increase the speed.
However, Fang Li has maintained his own speed to the extent that he can only be kept up with the North of the school. He has firmly maintained his advantage in the next step of the study.
Until then, Fang Li only made a sound again.
"Let's say, what do you want to do when you stare at me?"
Even if the speed is raised to this point, there is still no turmoil in the tone, and it is still calm and indifferent.
This turned the surprise in the heart of the school to be shocked.
(Does it... this is not his full strength...!?)
At the same time that my heart flashed through such a thought, Wubei Xue was trying his best to answer the questions in the party.
"I want you to join the student union!"
The voice is falling...
"Snapped!"
In the crisp footsteps, Fang Li suddenly stopped and stopped his body shape.
"...!?"
Under the circumstance, the North of the school, which has been one step away from the other side, has no time to stop and can only rush to the other side.
If this collision hits a strong one, I am afraid that both sides will be injured.
However, Fang Fangwan had expected this all the time. One turned and reached out, and suddenly supported the chest of the North School that had collided with it, and stopped the hard-boiled.
"Call...call..."
Weibei can only stop breathing.
Until the sound in the square is again introduced into his ear.
"What is your relationship with the Beibei ringtone?"