Chapter 843 The President Is a Voice Controller! 57

"Huh? Are you a bully?"

It's not surprising that Chu Ci got such a response from this population. This man's shitty temper really makes people have no choice but to cover his lips. Chu Ci's eyes are full of dissatisfaction. The protest exited with a somewhat muffled voice.

It's just that the protest was ineffective, and this kind of cursing only made Qiao Sirui narrow his eyes slightly, bent over and looked at Chu Ci's eyes like this, and then raised his hand to hold Chu Ci's hand, with Chu Ci walked out, not forgetting to speak at the same time, and responded very readily.

"Yeah, and also, you changed the subject just now," Qiao Sirui frowned slightly, and said again casually, "Did you get bullied?"

"En?" Chu Ci tilted her head and looked at Qiao Sirui in front of her. Just as she was looking at him thinking about it, she heard him say, "The sophomore in your college, because of that competition .”

"That," Chu Ci didn't pay much attention to this matter. Hearing his words, he blinked his eyes, raised his hand to smooth his hair, and tilted his head to think, "It's not bullying, right? It's just a matter of your love and my willingness to rely on our own abilities..."

After all, it's a matter of canvassing votes, and there is no reason at all, and the popularity votes obtained by canvassing indeed account for two-thirds of the total score, but the remaining one-third still depends on the organizer. So even if you get the highest number of votes, if it is really unsightly, if the score of the organizer is too low, it will be directly rejected.

In addition, for the freshmen, this activity was simply picked up, the foundation is not solid, many words are not familiar, and they are all hard-to-read pronunciations. After all, when they entered school, they had already decided that they wanted to learn foreign languages. It’s one thing, but what kind of foreign language you want to learn is another matter. It’s not the English that you have been learning from junior high school to university, and it’s also a feature of English. The number of votes will be converted to a certain extent.

This is why most of the competitions are held by foreign language colleges all over the country.

Qiao Sirui snorted at Chu Ci's attitude, and raised his big hand to rub Chu Ci's head. This person is always used to being flamboyant and domineering. Hearing what Chu Ci said, he cast a slanted glance at Chu Ci, "Then Do you love me?"

Chu Ci thought about the mandatory voting some time ago, blinked her eyes, and shook her head obediently and truthfully, "It's not."

At least most of the people she knows are not what you want.

"That's it, I just bullied you because I saw you were honest." Qiao Sirui's tone of the young master of the capital dragged a little bit, with a little dissatisfaction, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and there was something on Chu Ci's head. The big hand continued to rub like this, and directly passed on his own 'experience talk' like this, "The best way to encounter this situation is to go back, and let her know that you are not easy to provoke, and she will not dare to provoke you again gone."

The tone of the last few words he said was loose, but he could hear his seriousness and a little bit of sternness from it.

Chu Ci: ...

You are completely a role model in the eyes of the teacher, right? When you were in high school, the teacher often gave you a headache, didn't you?