The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

In the workshop of the factory's production base in Shangdi Hi-Tech Park, a message is now being broadcast in a loop.

The crawler machine that roared all day and never stopped, also stopped its hurried footsteps at this moment.

The workers working in the workshop have a rare break of ten minutes.

People with a mobile phone... listen to the instructions in the broadcast, and operate on the pages of the webpage.

"Broadcast it again. Please pay attention to all personnel. Please vote for the No. 003 Shi Jinshi Plant Manager."

"The title of the Top Ten Outstanding Young People is well-deserved for our wise and wise stone factory manager!"

Shi Jin, with the title of high-tech accessories production and R&D factory director on his head, used this almost shameless method to take the lead and leave other competitors far behind.

The so-called fairness is relative, and this is the situation at this time. Gu Zheng and the group of people can only start thinking about it from another angle.

"I always feel that we will suffer a lot when we compare the number of people in the same industry."

"We must know that our capital city has much more standardized urban management than other cities."

"And for some reasons, the staff inside the urban management system has not been expanded for a long time."

"According to the current spread of this news, when our leaders contacted colleagues in other branches, they worked together to vote, and it was only the result of a few hundred more votes."

"If we rely on the people inside the system to exert their power, our situation will be very pessimistic."

"Yes" Fu Sheng also agreed with Gu Zheng's view.

My family knows their own affairs, if the urban management team is really as large as imagined, their group will not have to be tired like a dog every day.

If it's about making money, Jiang Yue among these people is naturally a good player. If it's about having fun, no one is better than Zhang Yifan.

The two of them only thought about it for a while, and they came up with a good idea for Gu Zheng.

"Look here, there is a discussion area for the masses, and a thank you area for hot posts."

"If you leave the sub-version here to me to deal with, I think we can find another way, take the line of onlookers, and save the country."

"That's right," Zhang Yifan couldn't help but get up the excitement: "You guys can't do anything, but if you can't stand it, you have more friends. If we don't say anything else, we mobilize the people around us to fight together. I don't believe it anymore, just rely on it. Can the idol’s huge reputation be surpassed by these single-industry people?"

"Did you forget Gu Zheng? Thousands of teachers and students who adore you at the Central Academy of Fine Arts are also your solid backing."

"Although you are only a short-lived in the COS circle, the legend of your Demacian body is still popular in the current circle."

"This young man has always been impatient to participate in this kind of voting. Leave the votes of their group to me."

Seeing Zhang Yifan’s rare seriousness for a while, Jiang Yue on the side gave a thumbs up in agreement and turned his head to give Gu Zheng a military order: “Our rising star in the sports world is no more than a small one. Business owners?"

"Let them see what is the counterattack of urban management?"

Once this passionate assurance was said, everyone at the table was full of energy.

Only the smoking gun, which never treated him badly, spit out a whitish salt and pepper duck neck nonchalantly, and waved the mobile phone at the people who could only slap the mouth.

"Don't be poor, if you have the time to do this, my people have notified three waves."

"Let's do business first, clean up the food on this table, eat and drink enough, then we can have a tough battle."

"Furthermore, don't you guys see it, the deadline for voting is one week later, an overnight victory, what can it say?"

"Hey, comrades, have to keep your breath, you are still too young."

When reminded by the smoking gun, the people at the table looked at a loss. Fu Sheng, who was nearly ten years older than the smoking gun, used a chopsticks of sesame duck meat to shock his young age.

Yes, what are you worrying about?

Calm, calm, let's talk after we finish.

A group of rough lords who were too big in some respects, just like this, they left behind the topic that they were still worried about, and happily swept a table of dishes into their stomachs, and waited until the wine. After getting enough food and looking for their mothers, they suddenly remembered that this very important matter had already been forgotten by them.

The people who went back to their nests didn't bother to contact each other anymore, but started to act according to their own wishes.

The person who took the lead is naturally the moldy Zhang Yifan. After a brief thought, he secretly posted the voting links of the top ten youths directly in the discussion area on the official website of the Central Academy of Fine Arts.

In order to express the importance he attached to this post, he also specifically called the head teacher of the School of Re-education and explained the importance of this election to his teacher.

"Teacher Chen, this is Zhang Yifan, did you see the link I sent you just now?"

"I see, it is really shocking. Do you want to mobilize our classmates to canvass for Gu Zheng? The relationship between you is very good, and this kind of friendship is worth cherishing each other."

Just as the head teacher sighed, Zhang Yifan dropped a heavy bomb.

"No, the head teacher, the reason why I sent you the link to this post is to use your energy in school to call on all the teachers and students of the Academy of Fine Arts to vote for Gu Zheng. "

"You know, we students of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, but there has never been a figure like an outstanding youth in the capital."

"If this honor is won by the students of our School of Re-education, it is also a huge honor for the school."

"Maybe for our professional colleges, this honor is just icing on the cake, but for our kind of re-education colleges that are not valued, it is a precious achievement."

"You think, this year you brought such an outstanding student in the class, and the enrollment activities for new students in the second year will be carried out immediately, right?"

"If you set up Gu Zheng as a model, and then make such a publicity at the admissions meeting, you are afraid that next year's admissions indicators will be the bottom of the school?"

"You say yes? Teacher Chen? Also, how are the professional titles evaluated in this college? How are bonuses issued? I am not a professor at the college, so naturally I don't quite understand it, but it depends on a teacher's personal performance. ?"

"You have a student like Gu Zheng, even if it's for grades, you can't support him excessively."

I really didn't see that in this piece, Yifan still has some potential to be a lawyer. It was just a word, and the teacher Chen who said that was secretly moved.

This thing can be manipulated, but his power alone is far from enough.

He needs to bring up the dean of the School of Re-education and Professor Zhao, who is good at Gu Zheng's blue eyes, to support each other.

And just after Gu Zheng's head teacher and Zhang Yifan finished the conversation, the troublesome communication work he imagined was solved indirectly because of the spread of this post on the campus network.

Probably because of the last school-wide selection, Gu Zheng left a deep impression on people. For this group of art students, a person's beauty or power is not important in their eyes.

But if a person has extraordinary talents in artistic talent, it is easy for talented people from all over the country on campus to be deeply remembered.

Therefore, when the students who accidentally clicked on this post and found out who the subject of this post was, the news that the campus **** Gu Zheng was about to participate in the selection of the top ten was spread. Come.

And the activists who had that good thing directly stabbed in front of the teachers of the student union and the school league committee.

‘For such an outstanding student, we should give our full support! ’

‘Yes, I have seen Gu Zheng’s new works in the previous modern art exhibition. They are full of spirituality and are full of indescribable ancient charm. ’

‘The brushwork is more sophisticated, as if some lost painting methods and techniques have been gradually figured out and blended into my own works. ’

‘The auctioneer of the Caltex Art Auction House at that time was already crowned the title of the most outstanding young painter when he introduced Gu Zheng’s works. ’

‘If such a talented person cannot be elected as one of the top ten capitals in a mere district, it would be very sad. ’

‘Yes, I have already voted. As support, I hope that all the teachers and students of the Central Academy of Fine Arts will vote for Gu Zheng. ’

‘Even if it’s for the honor of the school, no matter if you know it or not, do it! ’

The reply to the post is very good, and the students are also very face-saving. It is nothing more than registering their real information. By the way, click a plus sign under Gu Zheng's avatar~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to contribute to the poor hundreds of votes. , With a little effort, we can do it.

It was in such an atmosphere that Gu Zheng, who was struggling with mud in the bathroom of his small courtyard, missed what he wanted to see the most...the first blowout of votes.

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In the quiet and solemn studio, the busy students stopped their paintbrushes.

In the canteen full of voices, the hungry teachers and students put down their dinner plates.

In the empty office, the teacher who was on duty at school put aside his work.

In the warm and comfortable home, the professors who had returned early also stopped their relaxation activities.

All people are doing the same thing,

vote.

And on the first day of voting for the top ten young people, it ushered in a short and dramatic confrontation.