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Chapter Fifty-Four: It's Hard to Compromise

The tug-of-war lasted for three days, and the voting approval rating remained below 40%, but the result was not clear. The urgent use of literature and healing is not very good, and the number of people is there unless all fighting clubs are brought to the united front, or the people from the legal club are turned against each other.

The day is getting closer to New Year's Day, which means there is not much time left to prepare.

After being inspired by smart people in the club, the legal club stated that they were making noise and making noise, but in fact they had already started preparing for the program secretly.

Lu Anru was even more unhurried and encouraged the brothers of the fighting club in the group to actively promote the benefits of participating. He emphasized that things are actually very simple. He just took two or three hours a day to cooperate with his dormitory or find a nearby dormitory to shoot works.

I saw the stupid Aira truthfully in her mind. In her mind, Lu Anru was the direct sister of the Dharma Society, and her own sister who could not be pried away by others!

It should be said that not only does she view it this way, but most people in the legal society have consistent views.

Blunt and Charlie advised Ella not to ask her about Lu Anru's approach. After all, she was very hard in the fighting club and had to do some face-saving work.

The two of them chatted and persuaded each other in the community. It can be seen that they not only said to Ella, but also to others, singing and describing Lu Anru as a poor princess who was forced to marry.

Suddenly, many people who were skeptical were all sympathetic and angry, and sent messages to Ella to help convey her condolences.

Ella had a hard time for a long time, so she squatted in the 9th floor stairs classroom waiting for Lu An to take the class as follows.

Other clubs have been consolidating practical skills one month before the exam, and only the fighting club has changed two-thirds of the practical courses into theoretical courses.

Maybe I am too clear about my members' moral character, and I have very strong fighting skills (no, my hands-on ability), and I am all useless to endorse.

The old professor was still very patient in the face of almost all the students who were sleeping on their backs. He was very patient and taught hard for nearly two hours.

Only the students' occasional responses were received. A "subscription" sounded better than an alarm clock. The men woke up happily in the hall and stood up and left the venue.

If Huang Qite had not issued a death order, all the staff must be there, and they should not skip classes, leave early or be late, the big men would not be happy to listen to the old man's slap.

Ella stared at the door, saw a petite and cute figure jumping out, and immediately met him.

As I got closer, I found that the other party changed direction and looked for the old professor who was lonely towards the teacher elevator.

"Professor Gao, can it take up some of your time?"

The simple question made the old teacher and Ella stop at the same time and look at Lu Anru with incredible eyes.

Ella remembered Lu Anru's decision a few days ago, and her surprise quickly dissipated. The old professor was a little more afraid. She had been spoofed by students who were hated by the fighting club many times before, so she had to be careful.

Lu Anru raised her mouth and smiled innocently and cutely, and was harmless. She walked to the old professor.

I grabbed the opened notebook with one hand, and gestured on it with the other hand, and asked patiently: "Sorry, I've delayed your rest. You didn't point the key points for us today. Please look at the key points I've marked."

The old professor was half-believing and half-doubted, touched the notebook with his finger. Waiting for a few seconds, no mechanism popped up. He wanted to answer and remembered what he had suffered, and his hand stopped.

Last year, a student hid a particularly disgusting sour smell in the book’s page-turning file under the name of asking questions.

It was a trivial matter, but it suddenly popped up when he turned the page without any warning, which scared him to shock and fainted. He was sent to the hospital to use the latest medical technology for treatment in time, so he woke up within half an hour and returned to normal. However, the mental shock allowed him to recover for three days before he recovered.

After that incident, the school fired the prank student. Huang Qit found him and asked him to provide a list of previous bad things, and promised that it would be strictly handled.

He wandered for two nights, looked at Shuangshuang's eyes, who were so scared that they were at a loss during the day, and finally chose to remain silent.

After that, I don’t know if the students found out with conscience, voluntarily gave up on their persuasion, or succumbed to the school’s control and were forced to learn their lessons, but they never encountered any bad incidents again.

However, I have never encountered any students asking questions.

Now looking at the students who are sleeping day by day, he has advised himself many times that rotten wood cannot be carved, and walls of dirt cannot be crushed. He cannot destroy a child's life, but he cannot make him force a child to raise his life with all his heart.

The thoughts that were floating away were pulled back with a "po".

He looked at the ground, and the book that he had not yet answered fell there.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Lu Anru leaned over to pick up the notebook, his movements were particularly exaggerated, like a patient with severe epilepsy, who shook the notebook several times before picking it up.

"Oh, so much dirt."

After muttering, he smiled apologetically at the cleaning lady who was staring at her not far away.

The old professor was ashamed to support his glasses and no longer thought about it. He took the notebook and opened it and saw the full notes. The admiration in his eyes gradually aggravated.

I commented on the past notes one by one, turned to today's page, and patiently told Lu Anru one by one.

The two of them had questions, answers and records, taught without any leakage, and learned meticulously. Only the extra Ella was next to her, she was extremely bored and wanted to scratch the wall.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the mutation was easy to learn. An Ruru finally finished asking questions.

The old professor left a promise: "I know there are few girls in our club, and they love to squeeze you. I won't call you in class and ask you more trouble. In private, if you don't understand, come and ask me at any time."

"Okay, thank you." Lu Anru waved goodbye to the old man with a good manner as a student of three good things.

When the old man got on the elevator, Ella said with heartache: "Hey, you've been miserable, it's very hard to stay alone in the fighting club."

It’s so uncomfortable to see Lu An as he feels complacent about his explanation.

Lu Anru blinked in confusion, lowered her eyes and sniffed her nose, as if she was sad and desolate.

Ella snatched Lu Anru's notebook and stuffed it back into her bag. She said bluntly: "Your mother has no requirements for your study. Anyway, there is enough for you to have seniors in your family. No matter how afraid you are to drag your seniors and your family back, don't let yourself down. I think it's amazing to pass the exam and get married to the mid-level diploma."

Lu Anru showed his attitude towards the old professor just now and responded obediently: "Well, I understand."

"Don't go to the group to pretend to be a lie to persuade the people in the fighting club in the future. It looks so pitiful." Ella said sadly, took Lu Anru's hand and made a serious promise: "The senior and I will protect you. If we don't please them, there is no need to be grandchildren for them."

Lu Anru was moved and wanted to laugh, so he held her slender hand, grabbed her and walked forward, whispering: "I really want to learn theoretical knowledge recently, and at least not open the skylight for the exam. As for the group's advice, it has a different purpose. The big guys in the fighting club have always liked simple and rough things. I explained the points that need to be coordinated with the show. They must be repulsive and refused to participate."
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