Chapter 501: Singing kills!

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The whole process of singing votes lasted for a quarter of an hour.
However, in the middle of the journey, Ye Fan looked dazed, completely with a "black question mark" face, as if ten thousand grassy horses ran past in his heart.
I rely on!
What exactly is going on? Why do you choose me? !
Whenever his name was pronounced, Ye Fan's heart trembled.
There were 43 people in their class. In the end, Ye Fan got 22 votes, which was just over half of them. Liu Yiyi, who ranked second, was thrown away by a dozen votes.
At this time, the counselor Liu Hua said with a smile: "Student Ye Fan, please stand up and come to the podium!"
"Huh! Huh! Huh!"
The next moment, everyone in the court looked at him in unison, looking very expectant, and there was a bit of gloating among them.
Under the eyes of everyone, Ye Fan could only stand up, his movements stiff, and walked to the podium like a robot.
"Student Ye Fan, congratulations on being elected as the monitor of Class 1708 of the School of Economics and Management! Next, let us all use warm applause to welcome Ye Fan to express his acceptance speech!"
Having said that, Liu Hua didn't wait for Ye Fan to react at all, so he took the initiative to applaud.
"Flap! Pop! Pop!"
Seeing Liu Hua taking the lead, the students in the audience followed suit.
"Papa Papa Papa!!!"
For a time, the applause was thunderous and endless.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan was completely dumbfounded.
This... is obviously to catch the rhythm of ducks on the shelves!
"Class leader, wait! I'm afraid that I'm not competent for the position of class leader!" Ye Fan quickly explained.
Hearing this, Liu Hua quickly said: "Student Ye Fan, since you have more than half of the votes, it means that you are very popular among your classmates! You have to bravely try everything. You have not been the class leader, how can you know that you can't do it? ?
What's more, before the election, we had a gentleman's agreement! No matter which classmate is selected, you can't refuse it. Wouldn't you want to make a fool of yourself? "
"amount……"
Facing such cross-examination, Ye Fan was a bit speechless for a while, neither refused nor agreed.
Suddenly, someone in the audience shouted: "Ye Fan, please agree!"
"Yes! You are the squad leader!"
"Hey... I voted for you too, don't let me down!"
...
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan suddenly realized that he seemed to have extraordinary popularity and prestige in the class.
It can be seen from the election just now that his votes even steadily stabilized Liu Yiyi, who is a schoolboy.
However, Ye Fan couldn't even name most of the classmates of [Penqudu www.biqudu.xyz].
After thinking for a moment, he could figure it out.
At first, what Liu Yiyi took the initiative to confess to him caused a sensation in the class!
As for the large-scale wounding incident on the first day of military training, there was a lot of noise throughout the school. The second generation of rich and powerful Cui Zhihao was even directly expelled!
Although everyone has no conclusive evidence, it can be inferred from all kinds of clues that Ye Fan is definitely not small, and it is very likely that he has a monstrous background!
Therefore, when electing the monitor, many students voted for him very "interestingly".
And all of this was unexpected by Ye Fan.
But now, neither the counselor Liu Hua nor the classmates in the audience seem to have given him any opportunity to refuse.
In desperation, Ye Fan could only bite the bullet and go into battle.
"Ahem..."
He coughed slightly, and the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.
"Dear classmates, you can choose me as the monitor of the class. It's really scary! I don't have any special skills, but if you have any help, you can come to me! As long as it is something I can do, I will never refuse. !"
Although Ye Fan's words were not fancy, he spoke with sincerity and immediately won rounds of applause.
But the next moment, when Ye Fan was about to step down, the counselor Liu Hua stopped him again: "Ye Fan, wait a minute!"
As soon as he said this, he immediately moved forward, and the fox questioned: "Guardian, is there anything else?"
"Hehe...Next, the school is about to hold a freshman party. Every class in the freshman year is required to have a show on stage! Ye Fan, as the class leader, leave this to you!"
With that, Liu Hua patted him on the shoulder, as if he was weighing all the burdens on him.
But Ye Fan had a feeling of being fooled.
First elect the monitor, and then immediately arrange any and ask for a show. This is obviously a combination offensive!
At this time, Liu Hua looked at the classmates in the audience again, and said, "Dear students, this freshman party will allow you to appear in front of the school. I hope everyone can sign up! Okay, disband!"
As soon as the voice fell, almost all the students started to scatter themselves for fear of being "grabbed by Ye Fan".
Actively sign up?
Are you kidding me? It's too late to escape!
For a moment, Ye Fan felt that he was miserable.
...
In the next few days, in addition to class, Ye Fan was worrying about this program.
However, the students in the class ran when they saw him and hardly wanted to participate.
It's almost the deadline for the final submission of the show, but he is still at a loss.
In the end, Ye Fan hit his roommate with his idea.
"Ahem... Chu Nan, since you were a kid, you haven't learned any musical instruments, or are you good at hip-hop?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Nan quickly shook his head like a rattle, and said:
"Xiao Fan, you know, I'm an otaku. I live in my dormitory all day long. Except for the teaching building, the farthest place I go is the cafeteria! I'm fine when it comes to playing games. But it won't work!"
Ye Fan pondered for a moment, then moved his gaze to Wang Zhen, and said, "Brother Zhen, haven't you practiced Kung Fu? Or you can get a lot of little fans and solve your lifelong affairs by the way. !"
"That won't work!"
Wang Zhen firmly said: "My grandfather said that our martial artist is not a busker with a boulder chest. When it is not a last resort, we must not show our skills, let alone show off!"
Seeing him say that, Ye Fan couldn't force it anymore.
"But—" Wang Zhen suddenly changed his tone, and his tone became clear.
"But what?"
"Hey! Actually...I can sing well, I am a little famous in our hometown, and people give me the nickname-Jacky Cheung in Bingcheng!" Wang Zhen slapped his chest, vowing.
Ye Fan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said excitedly: "Damn! You have such a talent, why didn't you say it earlier? Hurry up and sing a song!"
Immediately afterwards, Wang Zhen stood up, cleared his throat, with a full posture, quite like a star.
Under the expectant eyes of Ye Fan and Chu Nan, he finally sang loudly.
...
After half a minute.
Chu Nan covered his ears with his hands, almost crying, and yelled: "Brother Zhen, I beg you, don't sing, my ears are almost deaf by you!"
However, Wang Zhen seemed to be immersed in his own world, still howling.
People sing occasionally out of tune. He doesn't have a sentence in the tune. It's hard to hear it. It's also a realm. It's a mudslide in the singing world, and its effect is like a deadly song amplification trick!
If his singing is recorded and put on the battlefield, it can definitely be used as a biochemical weapon, a soldier who has fallen before a fight.
Finally, a few minutes later, Wang Zhen finally finished his singing. Then he looked at Ye Fan and asked, "Xiao Fan, how am I singing?"
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