Zhang Kun got up a little late today because he finally gave his first gift yesterday, and Zhou Yaqi did not refuse.

This is also the first step I have taken in the pursuit of love.

Although it was only a very small step, Zhang Kun was really happy and was excited all night. Zhang Kun couldn't remember when he fell asleep.

So this morning, Zhang Kun finally got up, but when he saw that it was already 7:30.

Zhang Kun was in a hurry, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then ran all the way. Finally, he finally arrived at school before 8 o'clock.

When passing by the school gate, there were many people surrounded by the school bulletin board, but they were almost late at this time. In addition, Zhang Kun is not usually a person who likes to join in the fun.

So I didn't care and went straight to the teaching building.

When Zhang Kun finally felt relieved when he arrived at the classroom and threw himself on his desk. Fortunately, he was not late.

Speaking of which, although Zhang Kun often misses classes and takes leave, as long as Zhang Kun comes to school to attend classes, there is no record of being late.

The golden body that had been maintained for more than two years finally saved it again. Zhang Kun showed a smile on his face.

At this moment, a small face suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Kun. Looking at the smiling face, it was the first time Zhang Kun watched it so close. The first reaction was that his skin was really good...

However, after a while, Zhang Kun finally realized that the smile on his face was so strange. Zhang Kun couldn't help swallowing.

"Well, Qiqi, why are you looking at me like this?"

Zhang Kun smiled a little embarrassedly, because the gift he gave yesterday was considered to be a bit of expressing his feelings, so now facing Zhou Yaqi, Zhang Kun was a little nervous.

Zhou Yaqi had a strange smile on her face. After a while, Zhou Yaqi slowly spoke.

"The first award for the performance at the evening party is amazing!"

Zhang Kun was completely confused by a mysterious sentence, but soon Zhou Yaqi explained it to Zhang Kun, and Zhang Kun was stunned.

What, I won the first prize in the performance at last night?

Zhang Kun blinked hard, confirming that he had heard nothing wrong, and even quietly pinched his thigh, confirming that he was not still dreaming.

Zhang Kun's eyes were dull. What's wrong with this?

At this time, some other students also surrounded him and congratulated him with laughter.

Suddenly being surrounded by many people, Zhang Kun couldn't react for a moment.

At this moment, another person suddenly rushed into the classroom and started roaring loudly.

"Big news, big news, I just saw on the school bulletin board that the school opened two ballot boxes and posted notices because of the piano duel between Zhang Kun and Yuan Ruochen."

"It is said that 3,000 teachers and students in the school will participate in the voting, select their favorite piano performance, and decide on the final victory!"

"What? What happened? The first prize in the performance was given to Zhang Kun. Doesn't this mean that Zhang Kun should have won?" A classmate next to him immediately became puzzled.

"Well, when I came to the school, I seemed to see Yuan Ruochen go to the Academic Affairs Office after seeing the announcement of the first prize of the performance. I wonder if it was because of this!" Someone immediately said thoughtfully.

"No, that guy Yuan Ruochen!"

"Depend on……!"

Someone next to him immediately helped Zhang Kun report unfairness. The school’s announcement was posted, but Yuan Ruochen actually caused these things.

But speaking of this, it was really surprising that Zhang Kun won the first prize in the performance. Coupled with the applause of the two after the performance last night, everyone suddenly felt that Yuan Ruochen would do this, which seemed to make sense.

"However, Zhang Kun is our classmate, we must support you. Since the school is voting, who is afraid of whom? We all support you. Zhang Kun, I also have friends in other classes. I call on them to support you!"

"Yes, Zhang Kun, don't be afraid, we support you!"

"Well, I'll go find those guys after class!"

Countless support came all without Zhang Kun's expression.

However, Zhang Kun was so funny that he really didn't care about the first prize of the performance, let alone the outcome of the piano duel.

He attended the Christmas party just for Xiaoxue's wish.

Zhang Kun really doesn't see other things.

But since it is everyone's wish and I have said that, Zhang Kun certainly cannot refuse, otherwise it would be really hurtful.

Forget it, whatever you want. Anyway, even with everyone's support, you will never be able to win.

I have classmates, is Yuan Ruochen just a lonely person?

Besides, he is famous in school and has many girls who like him.

Girls can stand halfway through the sky, and how many boys are affected by girls?

So, in Zhang Kun's opinion, this vote was really redundant. Even Zhang Kun himself didn't think he could win Yuan Ruochen.

Forget it, let it go.

Zhang Kun is very open-minded.

...

As time slowly reached eight o'clock, late students gradually arrived, and the news of the school voting for piano duels gradually spread throughout the campus.

After the first class, countless people suddenly rushed out of the classroom. At this time, most people were just standing outside the classroom, watching the two big ballot boxes in front of the billboard below.

Voting rules: The voting must be written with your own name in the class, and each person is limited to one vote, and the final number of votes determines the outcome of the piano duel.

At this time, dozens of people suddenly appeared in front of the billboard, all of them were Zhang Kun’s classmates.

As they said before, although they also felt that Zhang Kun's performance seemed not as nice as Yuan Ruochen, Zhang Kun was their classmate after all.

So who do you don’t support Zhang Kun?

Suddenly, thirty or forty took the piece of paper with his name written on it and threw it into Zhang Kun's box.

But at this time, fifty or sixty people also emerged from the other side of the teaching building.

As Zhang Kun said, if you have the support of your classmates, Yuan Ruochen will never be even worse than himself.

Fortunately, although it seems to be in a "hostile camp", people on both sides are greeting each other with laughter.

There are also many people who are classmates from junior high school in the past. In the eyes of most people, this vote is just a little boring entertainment.

Besides, Zhang Kun and Yuan Ruochen are not as good as those film and television stars, and can attract fanatical fans.

After Zhang Kun and Yuan Ruochen voted for the students in this class, the ballot box fell into a cold moment.

It was not until several minutes later that other people from the class finally walked to the bulletin board.

A boy was far apart and didn't know whether he was handsome or not. He saw him holding a piece of paper with his name written on it and then put it into Yuan Ruochen's ballot box without hesitation.

Then, some boys also came over one after another.

The first class was over, ten minutes, and about one hundred people participated in the voting.

However, except for the more than 30 votes voted by Zhang Kun for him, the rest belonged to Yuan Ruochen.

Standing in the corridor and looking at the voting results, Zhang Kun sighed silently in his heart.

Although this is just the beginning, it should have represented the trend.

Even though Zhang Kun did not have hope of winning at the beginning, seeing this result, Zhang Kun still couldn't help feeling a little empty.

It turns out that emptiness is really a bit uncomfortable!

Zhang Kun smiled self-deprecatingly.
Chapter completed!