Class 8.

Protector Yang Sheng, who was on the right side of the podium, said: "The auction for Zhang Chi begins now. Everyone is welcome to bid freely!"

Zhang Chi's face turned pale.

He had just lost a bet here, and in the blink of an eye he was arranged to be auctioned, a one-stop process, and he was caught off guard.

However, Zhang Chi is usually a bit annoying to people. Even though Yang Sheng presided over the auction, no one showed any intention to auction him.

For a moment, it was quiet.

Wang Longlong saw this and took the initiative to take charge. He rolled the book into a trumpet and began to publicize:

"Ahem, now the last auction of the day is going to be held. Next, the most unruly man in Class 8 - classmate Zhang Chi will be auctioned!"

"Do you want him, who is unruly and unruly, to grovel in front of you from now on?"

"If you want, then come! 1 yuan, now only 1 yuan!"

Pang Jiao thought of the disgusted Zhang Chi, and she shouted: "3 yuan 8, I will pay 3 yuan 8!"

Wang Yanyan: "Oh Jiaojiao, why did you come up with this number?"

Pang Jiao: "Ho ho ho, because he is a bastard, a bastard!"

Zhang Chi stared at her angrily, his vicious gaze as if he was beating her to death.

Zhang Yifei covered her mouth and rolled her eyes: "Sanba is much better than him!"

Zhang Chi was extremely angry: "Who the hell are you talking about?"

Pang Jiao stood up for her sisters, smiling like a sunflower with bald spots: "Who is Sanba and who are we talking about?"

Zhang Chi pointed at her: "Say it again?"

Pang Jiao's big, thick lips were like a vibrating device, turning into a pout: "Three eight three eight three eight..."

Zhang Chi suddenly became furious. He picked up the textbook on the table and threw it at Pang Jiao: "Shut up!"

The book carried a powerful force and came across the air, hitting Song Sheng's fat face with a bang.

Song Sheng was watching the excitement and was immediately stunned.

He thought, he didn't offend anyone!

In the southwest corner of the classroom, Wu Xiaoqi held a basketball in his arms and recalled the tragic past: "The devil's curse appeared!"

When Song Sheng reacted, he became furious and stood up suddenly: "Zhang Chi, are you looking for death?"

Now Song Sheng has become stronger because of Pang Jiao's mental training!

When Zhang Chi faced Song Sheng's questioning, his expression suddenly changed. It was all his fault because of his emotions and reasons.

Pang Jiao roared loudly, almost laughing like a cow: "Didn't you tell me to shut up? You're a piece of trash!"

Zhang Chi calmed down, ignored Song Sheng, and instead pointed at Pang Jiao: "I'm warning you first!"

"Five yuan, I'll pay five yuan!" Cui Yu shouted.

So the auction returned to normal, and Zhang Chi's value was naturally not as good as Gong Jin's. Even in the end, the auction only fetched a low price of 7 yuan.

Finally, during Wang Longlong's speech, the auction ended.

Gong Jin, who was initially unhappy when he saw this scene, felt inexplicably more comfortable at this moment.

At least his worth is there.

Class monitor Xin Youling saw that the chaos had calmed down, and her deep eyes flashed with displeasure. Her control over Class 8 was still too lacking, and some students always stirred up troubles at will.

Thinking of this, Xin Youling picked up the bench and walked to her own throne - the podium, trying to guard the entire class.

She didn't cover her butt to keep it warm. Yu Wen, who had just photographed Zhang Chi, started acting like a monster.

Yu Wen stroked her gold bracelet and said angrily: "Zhang Chi, the clock on the blackboard is out of batteries. Go to the cafeteria supermarket to buy two batteries and install them!"

Zhang Chi said subconsciously: "Why?"

Right Protector Yang Sheng coughed.

Zhang Chi immediately recognized his position and shouted: "It's dark and cold now. Buying batteries counts as two duty calls for me!"

Yu Wen: "Once, do you want to go or not?"

Zhang Chi gritted his teeth and endured it. After all, buying a battery was much more cost-effective than going to the water room to carry water during the day.

Zhang Chi stood up and left his seat, took the money to buy the battery from Yu Wen, and then walked to the back door of the classroom.

The moment he was about to step out of the classroom, Xin Youling moved on the podium. She took a sip of tea and said:

"If you go out like this now, what if the school leaders who inspect you on the way see you? Don't go."

Zhang Chi took half a step and suddenly stopped.

He came back to his senses and looked at Yu Wen, waiting for his nominal creditor's answer.

Yu Wen got into trouble and usually made trouble in class. If Director Yan found out, it would really be no small matter and she might even be punished for it.

Yu Wen had a hard time choosing, so she asked Protector You: "Yang Sheng, what do you think?"

Zhang Chi and Yu Wen were all waiting for Yang Sheng's reply, and the atmosphere was slightly quiet.

Xin Youling sat on the podium, his heart trembling with anger. He clearly gave the order to stop him, but he actually ignored him!

Power, at this moment, is under great challenge.

Yang Sheng was more sensible and said: "Since the squad leader said it, then don't go."

"Okay." Zhang Chi had no choice. He was punished by the school and didn't dare to take any more risks.

The classroom fell into calm once again, but Xin Youling's heart was in turmoil.

She was alert: 'Yang Sheng has enslaved many classmates. Those students all obey her and are independent of the entire Class 8.'

'If I don't solve it, today's introduction will bear the consequences in the future!'

Until then... a terrifying scene emerged in her mind. Yang Sheng stood on the podium and said hypocritically, 'Oh! Why did everyone unanimously elect me as the squad leader? It's really hurting me!'

‘We can’t let it grow anymore!’ Xin Youling quickly thought of countermeasures. She had to start winning people’s hearts.

Compared with forceful suppression, sometimes recruiting peace can win people's hearts more.

After studying in the evening, Zhang Chi is one of the slaves on duty.

Xin Youling stood in the corridor outside and waited. She looked at the lights of thousands of houses in the city and was blown by the cold evening breeze.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Chi patted the dust on his body, walked out of the classroom, and prepared to go out for food.

"Zhang Chi, I have something to do with you." Xin Youling turned around.

Zhang Chi looked at the squad leader. Xin Youling had asked him to do things before: "What's the matter, squad leader? You know, I charge money for doing things."

Xin Youling said calmly: "Actually, I was going to bid tonight, but I gave up."

Zhang Chi's expression changed. When it came to bidding, it was not a good thing for him, because his value plummeted.

He said warily: "Don't think that I am cheap just because I was auctioned cheaply! You need to do something with me at least once..."

At this point, Zhang Chi paused. He was sold for 7 yuan, 7 opportunities, which is equivalent to one yuan to command him once. It was sold at a low price!

At this moment, Zhang Chi cruelly increased the price: "If you come to me to do something, it will cost you at least two yuan!"

Xin Youling stared at his humble expression, and she became even more leisurely. She put her hands in her pockets, and her beautiful oval face was charming. She said seriously: "Zhang Chi, I don't allow you to objectify yourself."

Zhang Chi was moved for a moment and finally understood why squad leader Xin Youling did not participate in the election.

Zhang Chi: "In the final analysis, you didn't buy it, but I can give you the auction price, which is one yuan a time."

Xin Youling raised two fingers. Her nails were milky white and very moist.

Zhang Chi's focus was not on the nails, but only on the two fingers. He looked embarrassed: "Two cents? Monitor, you are going too far..."

Xin Youling said calmly: "Twenty."

Zhang Chi looked frozen in disbelief and couldn't help but ask: "Why? They are only willing to spend 7 yuan to buy me, but you..."

Xin Youling took back her hand, and the night sky of Yuzhou in the distance was filled with stars. She said: "Your value does not lie in how much others think you are worth, but in how much I think you are worth."

After saying this, Xin Youling turned around and left without looking back, looking cool and elegant.

After a long time, Zhang Chi came back to his senses. Xin Youling's figure was no longer in front of him. He was anxious:

"No, squad leader, what are you doing with me?"

…

The streets of Yuzhou are exceptionally quiet on a March day.

Jiang Ning rode a titanium gray battery car back to the gate of the Fourth Lieutenant Colonel and picked up Geng Lu.

"Keep going south, wait until the intersection, and I'll tell you how to go." Geng Lu stayed in the back seat, in a particularly good mood.

"Okay."

The road was empty at night. After riding for about twelve minutes, Jiang Ning turned into an east-west street. There were stalls selling fried skewers, burritos, and milk tea on the roadside.
To be continued...