Chapter 4 Two Pieces of Good News

  Zhu Ling was a little moved, not because of fondness, but because of competitive spirit.

  If I lost to him in terms of grades, can't I make it up to Xia Liqiu in other aspects?

  In terms of appearance, she is not inferior to Xia Liqiu. And men, they should like her passionate and fiery personality more, right? Having a good girl as a girlfriend who follows you around in public is okay, but once it's just the two of them... Zhu Ling laughed, the boys who fell for her pleated skirt could line up from the east gate to the west gate.

  Wang Qian was still chattering on about An Ran's deeds, of course, as an An Ran fan, everything she said was praise. The only stain on Master An's life was when he confessed to Zhan Yu at the graduation ceremony last time.

  So Wang Qian naturally hated Zhan Yu and Xia Liqiu even more intensely.

  Everyone actually knew later that it was just An Gongzi who lost the bet and admitted defeat, what's so great about this war? Now he even dares to take the initiative to stick up for him?

  "Ah, there's such a thing?!" Zhu Ling listened to Wang Qian talk about this matter and only then realized that her own speculation seemed to be wrong. An Ran and Zhan Tuan Tuan? Humph, it was indeed just a joke.

  But how can they still be together now?

  "Afternoon class election, do you have any intentions?" Wang Qian suddenly spoke up and didn't wait for Zhu Ling to answer before continuing: "I think with your ability, academic performance, and image, running for class president would be the best. If our class had a beautiful class president like you, others would be jealous to death."

  "I? Maybe not? After all, I'm from another school and don't have enough popularity," Zhu Lingyu gazed into the distance.

  "What about her?" Wang Qian saw that Zhu Ling's gaze was directed at: "Don't worry, I've said she's a noble person, she won't participate." Xia Liqiu is the type of person who doesn't care about worldly affairs, and has never seen her care about any class activities.

  "Oh, you're not bad either! You can also give it a try."

  "I? I'm not going to compete with you, I'll just be a deputy class leader or propaganda committee member or something!" Wang Qian smiled and conveyed her requirements: "I support you, if you successfully run for class leader, you can directly enter the school's student union, although it's just as a staff member. But, this term's president of the student union is An Ran." When Wang Qian said this, she couldn't help but feel a bit depressed again - why did so many talented people appear in their class? If only she had known earlier, she wouldn't have entered this elite class... with her grades and original popularity, it wasn't impossible for her to become a class leader in another class, and then she could at least meet An Ran once a month...

  Zhu Ling nodded in understanding. The student union? The president? She seemed to want this position too. As for the boy currently sitting in this seat, she probably wanted him too.

  After lunch, a brief nap, the time is not enough for you to have an in-depth conversation with Lord Zhou, basically just seeing each other's face and waving goodbye before even shaking hands. Zhan Zhan yawned and lay on the table, dazedly looking out the window, only to see Lao Lü's small figure appearing again.

  It's probably because she has already reported to the head teacher, so Lao Lu is in a much better mood now. Zhan Er Er isn't a bad student either, she belongs to the standard type of speaking without reserve and being careless, Lao Lu reporting her wouldn't make her think about going to cause trouble on purpose, but as for being mindful of collecting herself, she doesn't have that either.

  She still thinks she's in the right. Teachers can criticize students, but they shouldn't use insulting language, and just now, she was just sharing her thoughts on life with the teacher.

  "Now let's use the time before class to finish our class committee election. Everyone...". Lao Lu came in and didn't even glance at Zhan Doudou, who was sitting straight up in the first row. To avoid trouble for himself, he pretended not to see him.

  "Everyone can nominate first, and then give each student a ballot. You can choose the nominated students who you think are capable of taking on this position. This is an opportunity to express yourself and contribute to the class, so please participate enthusiastically. Each student can raise their hand to nominate." Teacher Lu announced the rules.

  The first to raise his hand high, a enthusiastic voice: "Teacher, teacher, can I nominate myself as the sports committee? Life is about exercise, I will definitely create opportunities for my classmates to exercise, so that everyone's body is great, and good energy can only be good for learning!"

  Let her be the sports committee? She's going to turn the whole class upside down, every day leading people to go crazy outside, what a joke! Lu Feng is now glad that he didn't say one more sentence earlier: "No way! It must be another classmate who chooses you!"

  "It's a traditional virtue of our country to recommend oneself!" Zhan muttered, sat down with a sullen face, but didn't think of making another long speech, lest he would make Lao Lu angry.

  Xia Liqiu looked at her with a slightly furrowed brow, as if inquiring.

  Zhan Zhan understood the meaning, chuckled and shook her head. This little problem couldn't possibly defeat her. Li Qiu was a good student, if she stood up now and said she wanted to nominate Zhan Zhan as sports committee member, Lu Lao would probably not agree again.

  "Teacher Lu, I propose that Zhu Ling be the class monitor. Zhu Ling is an excellent student with outstanding abilities and is always willing to help her classmates. I think she's very suitable." Wang Qian suddenly stood up.

  Zhu Ling smiled slightly at her.

  With the beginning, it's a bit better afterwards. Those who can take the top class are basically the best students from each school, and they are all student leaders in their classes. Although they were disrupted by the war and couldn't recommend themselves, they recommended each other from the same school or those who got to know each other in the past two days, and it was not uncommon for them to nominate each other. In a short while, there were long lists of names under each position on the blackboard, with the most being nine learning committee members. Xia Liqiu also had an admirer nominating her as class leader.

  "Alright, is there anything else anyone wants to add?" Lu asked symbolically.

  Finally in the classroom, a hand slowly rose, and a lazy male voice came from the pile of books: "I choose Battle Gundam as class president."

  Pfft! Lu Feng was so angry he wanted to slap himself. What's wrong with you, asking such a stupid question at the last minute? You're causing unnecessary trouble!

  Originally, the warthog was yawning and waiting to vote for Xia Liqiu. When it heard its own name in its ear, it suddenly became excited as if it had been injected with chicken blood. Who? Who has such good taste? A kindred spirit!

  It's a great honor in her life, even if it's just a nomination...

  Zhan Zhenzhen looked back and saw Meng Xiran lying on the pile of books, rubbing his sleepy eyes. It made people wonder if what he just said was a dream. However, Zhan Zhenzhen didn't care, gave Meng Xiran a thumbs up to show that he had good taste, then raised his hand: "Teacher Lu, Teacher Lu, I choose Meng Xiran as... uh, the sports committee member."

  Choosing him is to repay kindness, choosing him as the sports committee member, one is that he doesn't know what he wants to do, looking at his tall and strong physique, he should be suitable for the sports committee; two is that the sports committee was originally her first choice, choosing him fully demonstrates her sincerity.

  Lu Feng's expression changed unpredictably, and after a moment, he reluctantly turned around and wrote down the names of two people on the blackboard with a flourish. No big deal, it's just a nomination, these two thousand-year-old second- and third-rate guys can't become anything... "Now let's start distributing ballots, everyone can vote for two people under each position to prevent the votes from being too scattered. Finally, we'll count the votes and the one with the highest score will win."

  The white ballots were handed out, and Xia Liqiu thought for a moment before filling in the first column of class leader with Zhan Rourou; while Zhan Rourou also filled in Xia Liqiu at the same time, and then wrote his own name in the second position. It's not allowed to recommend oneself, but it didn't say you can't vote for yourself, haha, this way I'll have at least three votes!

  She glanced at Xia Liqiu, whose second candidate for class leader was vacant. Zhan Er'er nodded to her and then gestured for her to look at herself. What a waste of an empty spot. Xia Liqiu smiled lightly, nodded, and wrote down her own name.

  The ballots were quickly filled out and everyone threw them into the ballot box. Then, Lu Feng signaled for the top three in this exam to come up and read out the votes while monitoring and checking the correct characters.

  Xia Liqiu didn't like to talk, so he naturally stood beside the ballot box as a polling station staff. Zhu Ling took up the chalk to show off her beautiful handwriting, while Liu Gang cleared his throat, which was still a bit hoarse from breaking his voice during puberty.

  "Class Monitor: Xia Liqiu, Zhu Ling; Deputy Class Monitor: Zhu Ling, Liu Ganghai; Study Committee Member: Liu Ganghai...... Ah, this kid who got the first vote really learned from Teacher Lu's true teachings, ranking them in order!"

  "Class Monitor: Li Qi, Zhan Rourou; Deputy Class Monitor, Zhu Ling, Yin Ping...... Unexpectedly, the second vote already has Zhan Rourou's name."

  If it weren't for the anonymous voting, Zhang would really like to rush up and shake hands with the other person to thank their ancestors eighteen generations ago.

  One ballot after another was reported, and Lu Feng's face grew longer and longer. Because under the column of class leader, the name at the very bottom, Zhang Sanfeng, appeared more and more times. What kind of plane is this?

  There are forty students in the class, and six candidates for class monitor. The nominees have their own supporters, especially Zhu Ling and Xia Liqiu, the two beauties who have more supporters, after all, three-quarters of the boys in the class.

  But why! Why is Warudakumi more? The first place with five votes is Warudakumi, and the second place with 21 votes is also Warudakumi...

  Lu Feng really wanted to wave his whip and scold: Are your eyes all blind? Are you willing to let this harmful wild horse lead the whole class? She's running on a crooked path, it will take you away from the gate of a higher learning institution...

  Lu Feng was destined to cry. It had only been a week since the start of school, and everyone didn't know each other well, except for those in close proximity, many people couldn't even remember each other's names. The only one who received attention from the whole class was Zhan Zhu Zhu, who had successfully provoked Lu Feng into a rage that morning and also persuaded the teacher to back down. For a group of children under pressure to study and in a state of rebellion, Zhan Zhu Zhu was simply a hero among students. Many people voted for her as their second option, motivated by a sense of justice and a desire for fun.

  Then, Zhang Yimou took the first place among six candidates with a beautiful 26 votes. Zhu Ling ranked second and Xia Lixia third.

  There were three people on the scene who were furious.

  He is a natural Lu Feng, and he is now considering whether to use the class teacher's privilege to veto one vote. But isn't this self-inflicted? Just said it was going to be democratic and open... If not, then hollow her out later? Find an error and remove her later?

  The second to get angry was Zhu Ling. Second, and again second! She didn't come to Qingyang University just to be a perpetual runner-up! In her 16 years of life, when had she ever felt so stifled? Losing to Xia Liqiu was barely tolerable, telling herself that the next exam would see a different outcome, but now she's actually lost to Zhan Dandan?!

  What's the use of being better-looking than her if you can't even surpass her in talent or moral character?

  And in the class president election?

  She came in second in the whole school, and people might still think she's very capable and congratulate her, but lost in this class monitor election?

  She was so angry that her straight hair almost became a big wave.

  The third one to get angry was Wang Qian. She also sacrificed herself to push Zhu Ling onto the stage, otherwise she would have had a nomination and with eleven old faces, she still had some hope. But wanting to get along with Zhu Ling and borrowing her influence to add her own strength, who knew that Zhang Liuliang would come out and block her again.

  Who doesn't know that Zhang Yixing and Xia Zhiguang are basically one entity?

  Zhu Ling Wang Qian array war Xia Liqiu, this beam is settled.

  What? Warbler herself was a bit unbelievable, rubbed her eyes, pointed to the fingers and counted, next to Warbler's name on the blackboard, there were indeed five positives and one first, Zhu Ling on the top floor had one less positive word.

  Zhan Peng suddenly burst out laughing like a flower. Heh heh, this one seems to be even more energetic than the sports committee!

  "Cough, cough! Ah, the election results are out. We...". Lu Feng hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should hold another vote among the top two candidates... The idea was tempting, but... Lu Feng gritted his teeth: "We now announce the new class cadres: Class Monitor Xue Li; Deputy Class Monitor Zhu Ling; Study Committee Member Liu Gang Hai; Life Committee Member Wang Qian; Sports Committee Member Meng Xi Ran..."

  The embodiment of public opinion.

  After the election of class cadres, there was no Chinese lesson in the afternoon. Lu Laoer walked away dispiritedly. Zhang Dandan took advantage of the break to deliver a thank-you speech, with a strong Jianghu tone, but since most of the students were boys, they could still accept it.

  Zhan Zhan specially went to the back row to thank Meng Xiran, who lazily yawned and said "you're welcome" before turning over and continuing to sleep.

  Has personality! Like it! The more I watch Meng Ziyi, the more pleasing she is to the eyes.

  Having dinner, as usual ten minutes late, but this time Zhan and Xia didn't rush. Arriving at the cafeteria, they saw three big boys already waiting in their seats, not facing each other, but scattered on both sides, expecting to sit with beautiful girls.

  Zhan Zhenzhen sat down beside a lonely baozi without any courtesy, then Xia Lixiu sat down beside her. The three boys were disappointed.

  "Huh? Where's our Xiong An'an?" asked Zhan Doudou curiously.

  Our home? This statement is quite ambiguous, does it really have JQ? The big tree and the rice bucket looked at each other, nodded deeply, and decided to go back to the dormitory to interrogate. Baozi had already answered naturally: "The boss said he didn't want to be with you..."

  Bang! The big tree sitting opposite him quickly slapped a big slap on the head, stopping his next words. Dryly laughing to explain: "That... Eldest is playing ball."

  "What a privilege!" Normally, students have an hour of free time in the evening to wash up, do laundry, and eat dinner, but An Ran doesn't need to attend evening self-study sessions: "What's he having for dinner? Eating at home?"

  "The eldest lives in school with us and doesn't go home." Baozi touched his head and replied casually.

  "He's also from this city, isn't it convenient to go home?" Zhan Er asked casually. Living in a dorm is not free, and queuing for brushing teeth, queuing for washing face, queuing for bathing... how terrifying! An Ran looked at him and thought he was a very annoying person, unexpectedly living in a dorm.

  "There's no one at his home, it's better to be with us and have some fun. His dad is often on business trips and has no time to take care of him." Zhan Yuanyuan likes Baozi more and more, and answers every question.

  The big tree sees no organization and has joined the ranks of those who are trying to curry favor with Xia Liqiu.

  "Where's mom?" Zhan Er asked subconsciously, Dad was very busy as usual, his dad wasn't as successful as Uncle An yet, and he was always busy at home too, generally taking care of the kids and worrying about them was something Mom did more often.

  "Huh? His mom? It seems like she passed away when he was very young. I've heard him mention it once, but he doesn't like to talk about it." An Ran will definitely regret mentioning that one time, knowing he doesn't like to talk about it yet still spreading the word here?

  Oh? So that's how it is, Xiong An'an was actually raised in a single-parent household. Zhan Zhu Zhu suddenly felt a surge of maternal instincts and sympathy, thinking to herself, from now on, she should go easy on Xiong An'an...

  Wait! Did Xiong An'an's mother pass away very early? "Baozi, is it possible that Xiong An'an's dad remarried, so he doesn't want to go home?" Zhan Juju's eyes sparkled.

  "No way......" Baozi stuffed a piece of braised pork into his mouth, looking innocent: "Anyway, I've never heard the boss mention it..."

  No? No! Suddenly an idea flashed in her mind, she must let the lovely and pitiful Xiong An'an comrade feel the warmth of motherly love again!

  The junior high school department does not have evening self-study, but the senior high school department has it. After all, most students are from other places and live in school dormitories. Xia Lixiu has always been a person who doesn't like to be special, so he didn't follow his two older brothers and took long-term leave of absence from evening self-study. At home alone, here, there is also Yu Yu.

  After the evening study session, Waru was still in high spirits and rode his bicycle to send Xia Liqiu home. Since Xia Fei and Xia Zhi went abroad, Waru's bicycle no longer had to hide its "beautiful woman" code. For a whole week, the image of the new first-year high school goddess standing on the back seat of the bicycle, with her white dress fluttering and long hair flying in the wind, was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

  Goddess, how can you be treated like this? No car, then at least the bicycle should be polished and have a back seat! Imagine the goddess sitting in the back seat, leaning against my back, with one arm around my waist... The boys are all drunk...

  But in fact, their eyes are all blind... War! That little guy is so energetic and takes the goddess to walk through the streets, how can these five big three rough old men bear it?

  Change seats!

  Warrior sent the autumn, rode quickly all the way, arrived at the downstairs bicycle casually locked, rushed back home, facing Jiang Xinyue who had just washed and was blowing her hair excitedly: "Auntie! Two good news! Which one do you want to hear?"

  Digression

  Haha, infinite nostalgia for student life! There are also a few names and nicknames of fans from high school classmates inside, guess which ones, correct guesses will be rewarded.