During the lunch break, Wang Xu and two best friends ran to the school’s propaganda glass window and blatantly posted a few big-character newspapers. Needless to say, the content on it was called on the juniors to vote for Wang Dachui’s work "Dormitory on the Tip of the Tongue - Noodle Edition" at 8 o'clock tomorrow night.

The three of them were about to leave and went to various dormitories to hand over the flyers, they met five classmates, the leader was Mr. Dewey and Du, whose purpose was the same as Wang Xu and the other two.

After everyone said hello, Dewey looked at the big-character poster and smiled: "Door on the tip of the tongue - instant noodles, Dahammer, you really took a work. Is it related to instant noodles?"

Wang Xu smiled and said, "Don't make fun of it, I said it was just a joke."

Dewey's work is called "The Great Beautiful Xiangjiang River", which is very tall and outstanding at first glance. Speaking of which, Wang Xu complained in his heart that Young Master Du did not have the awareness of a rich second generation at all. Should he shoot a road racing? Moreover, this guy is also a member of the "Protecting Xiangjiang Green Environmental Protection Organization" and is a core member, not a so-called soybean.

Anyway, the same thing is true, Young Master Du’s mother is really a weirdo.

"Am I that superficial person?" Dewey smiled. At this time, Abin from Dewey's dormitory interrupted and said, "Slayhammer, don't be modest, okay? Modesty is hypocrisy. If you say that, you will vomit blood in the 316 dormitory."

When everyone heard about the 316 dormitory, they all laughed. Those who were also weird actually took a video of four people wearing slippers, shorts, shirtless, and playing "World of Warcraft" together, and also signed up for the competition, called brotherhood.

No one wants to complain about your sister, but it can be imagined that their works were eliminated in the initial review level.

Since we still had to go to promote, Wang Xu and the others left after saying hello. Although the people in the two dormitories did not mention which of the works of Wang Xu and Dewey were better, there were private discussions.

Seeing Wang Xu and the other two walking away, a classmate in Dewey's dormitory spoke: "A Bin just said that sledgehammer was modest, but why didn't I see where he was modest? You see, they also went to the dormitory to hand out flyers, which is obviously very confident?"

"You said this really." Abin wondered: "But we all know sledgehammer. He is not that powerful, where does his confidence come from?"

Another student echoed: "Mr. Du's works are very good after reading them. Although we have not seen the works of Dahammer, we think they are not as good as those of Mr. Du."

"That's all, let alone Young Master Du's level, they are three people, and there are a total of eight people participating in our works. In terms of collective wisdom, we have an absolute advantage."

Seeing several roommates talking, Dewey smiled and said, "Okay, it's not a good thing for students from Class 1 to discuss behind their backs. We still have to do things. There are more than 300 works in this session, which is one quarter more than the previous session. The competition is very fierce. We cannot take it lightly. There is still a lot of publicity to do."

After a few nods, they soon stopped caring about Wang Xu's works. In fact, they did not regard the sledgehammer as a matter for a while in their hearts.

At the same time, Wang Xu's two best friends were also discussing, complaining that Dahammer was doing something confidential, and they were strictly prohibited from revealing any content after the work was released, which made the two endure it so hard.

They could clearly show off and show off in class, but they would have to be stuck in their hearts. They had realized this pain. Wang Xu looked at the depressed expressions of the two best friends and said, "Don't tell me that you two can't hold on for a day? Young people should not be impetuous, be low-key, low-key, do you know?"

"Okay, you're awesome, you're awesome."

"hehe!"

In fact, Wang Xu also wanted to take out the video and appreciate it with his classmates and teachers in his class. However, he was already 28 years old and had learned to calm down. He didn't want to be too high-profile until he finally confirmed whether he was hot or not.

As for Mr. Du’s works, he didn’t take them seriously.

Wang Xu and Dewey both have one thing in common: they are very confident in their works and do not take each other's works too seriously.

In the blink of an eye, the next night was only 10 minutes left before the opening of the National College Student Microfilm Competition of Youdou.com and Qiyi.com.

In the 314 dormitory, Wang Xu, Zhang Meng, Sun Yuewu, and the other three roommates who were renting houses outside also came to cheer for the sledgehammer. Wang Xu generously bought peanut beer to greet everyone. At this time, Zhang Meng walked out to see the 315 dormitory where Young Master Du was next door, and then walked in with an unhappy look.

Seeing that his face was unhappy, Wang Xu asked, "Mengzi, who has made you unhappy?"

"The other boys in the class went to the next dormitory to cheer for Young Master Du. What's annoying is that there are still a few girls."

When Sun Yuewu heard this, he quickly got up and ran over to take a look. Sure enough, the 315 dormitory was filled with more than 20 people, including four girls, one of which was Zhao Xiaolan, a member of the class’s cultural and sports committee member, who was a girl Zhang Meng had a crush on. No wonder Mengzi was unhappy.

Compared to the 314 dormitory, there are only 6 people, which seems a bit shabby.

Sun Yuewu quietly said in Wang Xu's ear: "Chapter Zhao is also in the dormitory next door."

Wang Xu understood, and Zhang Meng, who was still sulking while smiling and filming, said, "Mengzi, you have seen Mr. Du's works. What do you think compared to us?"

Zhang Meng said without hesitation: "That's more important than that, our works will be the best of him."

After a pause, Zhang Meng said that it was a bit unkind to belittle his classmates like this, and explained: "I'm not saying that Mr. Du's works are very bad. His works have captured the beauty of Xiangjiang River and also promoted the concept of environmental protection very well. However, there are too many works of this type, and it is difficult to break through without new ideas."

Wang Xu smiled and said, "Then you understand it, why are you still angry? Do you know what DIAO silk counterattack is?"

"DIAO silk? What DIAO silk are you talking about?"

Not only Zhang Meng asked, but the others were curious. This was the first time they heard the word DIAO silk, which felt very fresh and interesting.

The word DIAO silk did not appear until 2012, referring to poverty, ugly, short, stupid and fat. The most obvious feature is poverty. Houses and cars are unattainable dreams for DIAO silk. Now they feel that it is novel.

Wang Xu briefly explained, and then said, "Mengzi, think about it, when we fought a turnaround, would you guess Zhao Xiaolan be surprised and would look at you with admiration? Maybe your spring will come. Now you know what DIAO silk counterattack is."

"Oh, why didn't I expect it!" Zhang Meng slapped his thigh and realized it suddenly, and soon this guy smiled lewdly.

At the same time, Zhuang Xiaodie also refreshed Youdou and Qiyi.com every few seconds in front of the computer in the dormitory, and even her two roommates asked her to go to the library to study for self-study.

It was finally 8:00 pm, and Zhuang Xiaorong refreshed again. Suddenly she was excited and she saw Wang Dachui's work "Dormitory on the Tip of the Tongue - Noodle Edition".

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Chapter completed!