Zhang Xiaoke saw her master staying put and was overjoyed, yet also moved to tears.
"Master..." she grabbed Li Zheng’s arm and shook it vigorously, "You really can’t bear to leave , huh..."
"Get lost," Li Zheng flailed wildly.
But Zhang Xiaoke refused to let go.
It was as chaotic as a clump of paper stuck in an electric fan.
Tang Zhifei could only smile helplessly.
Indeed, Zhang Xiaoke’s entrance test was clearly fraudulent.
The gentlemanly deanor was truly blown away by Xin Chui Xue.
"What about Zhang Xiaoke?" Tang Zhifei asked.
Rocking to the rhythm of Li Zheng’s wild shakings, Zhang Xiaoke stamred her reply, "Not changing, not changing..."
"Alright then," Tang Zhifei said, then turned to look at Lin Yujing.
"Um," Lin Yujing nodded slightly on the table, trembling.
Next was Liu Xin.
Liu Xin was not into such antics and decided on the spot to change his seat.
He moved behind Li Zheng.
As he arranged his stationery, he said with a slick smile,
"Heh heh, Brother Li, I’ve co back through sheer skill, badass... cool, right?"
"Congratulations," Li Zheng laughed, "Welco ho."
After that, Jiang Qinghua conveniently moved to Liu Xin’s forr seat.
Strategically, he was supposed to move to the seat in front of Li Zheng, to the right.
That way, he would have just blocked the middle and stopped the snow.
But seeing Li Zheng so candid, staying in place,
how could he take advantage of others’ vulnerability?
However,
when Liu Xin sat next to Li Zheng, it felt natural for both of them.
But as Jiang Qinghua moved over,
Li Zheng unconsciously avoided eye contact.
Jiang Qinghua himself didn’t know how to greet him.
Despite being classmates for over a year and going through so much together,
now they didn’t know how to face each other.
What was going on?
Following that, Zhang Yue excitedly moved next to Chen Jinyu.
"No need for your grand entrance," Zhang Yue raised an eyebrow, "Jiang Shuai sent to greet you."
"Stay away from ..." Chen Jinyu gritted her teeth and pulled out a pencil, "Cross this line, and I’ll stab you."
"Hmph, I haven’t even started talking here," Zhang Yue wobbled her head and began to chatter, "and who knows who spent thousands to hire a personal tutor, studied like mad for half a month, and still isn’t as good as Zhang Xiaoke~"
"Ah..."
Once the seat adjustnt was completed, more than half of the class ti had passed.
But Tang Zhifei still had no intention of starting the lesson.
Although class 4 of the second year had improved significantly, they were not even halfway through high school life yet.
This montum had to be sustained.
Group war discussions had been plentiful and could no longer be used.
New tricks had to be employed.
She exchanged a long-distance glance with Jiang Qinghua.
Jiang Qinghua smiled slightly.
It was ti to show the results of this month’s teacher-student exchange.
In front of the classroom, Teacher Tang’s expression suddenly beca serious again.
"Considering the current class situation and integrating opinions from many students,"
"the teacher has decided to increase the number of class officers appropriately and introduce so work requirents."
"Of course, the teacher can’t force it, and we still need everyone to vote."
"First, Zhang Xiaoke will serve as the deputy class leader."
"What?" Zhang Xiaoke was still pestering Li Zheng, and she was suddenly stunned, "? Deputy class leader?"
Teacher Tang nodded, "Yes, from the interaction during this period, your classmates have a very high opinion of you, strong organizational skills, an active personality, and you perform well in studies and sports."
"Oh, really?" Zhang Xiaoke naively scratched her head.
Her small brain started to whirl at high speed.
Haha…
Class leader.
I, Zhang Xiaoke, have my day too?
I’ll tell Dad when I get ho.
I might even get a winter subsidy.
Looks like we’ll have hotpot!
Although she was extrely excited inside, she still tried to appear innocent as she said, "Gee... I’m kind of... dopey and might not be up for such an important job."
"No problem, Xiaoke," Jiang Qinghua was the first to raise his hand, "I agree."
Of course, he agreed; the candidate was essentially his own recomndation.
Zhang Xiaoke was highly enthusiastic and well-integrated.
Though occasionally scheming, overall she was still a simpleton.
Having such a deputy would make things much easier for .
"Agreed," Li Zheng imdiately raised his hand.
He did have his ulterior motives.
Without a doubt, Xiaoke was his person.
In the future, class work, events, setting up cleaning schedules, and the like could all be made easier for him by her.
More and more people raised their hands, including Lin Yujing, who, after all, had received the Secret Manuals for the Chem Competition provincial team mbers from Zhang Xiaoke.
"~~"
In the end, more than half the class had raised their hands.
"Alright, we’ll discuss specific class work after classes," Tang Zhifei took the lead in applauding, "Xiaoke, as the class monitor, you will have to work harder from now on."
Clap clap clap.
Amidst the applause from the classmates, Zhang Xiaoke soared once again, feeling as if she had ascended to doggie heaven.
After the applause died down, Tang Zhifei then said, "Next, we will create the position of a new study committee mber, Li Zheng. Those in favor, please raise your hand."
Upon hearing this na.
Swish!
The entire class raised their hands in unison, as neatly as an army.
It was so damn fitting.
If not him as the study committee mber, then who?
Li Zheng was shocked and appalled.
Well done, you big stinky foot, how could you dirty my hand again?
Tang Zhifei just humd and chuckled.
Typically, parents support their children becoming class officers.
But when it cos to organizing class work, especially ti-consuming and strenuous tasks, they’re not that supportive.
But Li Yi was an exception.
Especially when he found out that the other study committee mber was Lin Yujing.
He earnestly requested Tang Zhifei to assign him more work.
"Li Zheng, don’t underestimate the role of a study committee mber," Tang Zhifei pointed out, "This is a process to practice organizational and coordination skills. During the second half of the sester, the study committee mber is definitely not a nominal position; you will have a lot of work to do."
Li Zheng was originally planning to decline.
But then he suddenly thought of sothing—
The Succubus challenge.
By becoming the study committee mber, taking control of power, in the na of public duty, promoting the grand way of study magic, and inspiring everyone to study.
This operation.
Brilliant.
Li Zheng, moved by his Study Demon heart, then agreed, "I will co up with a work plan before school ends, calling on all classmates to delve into studying together."
Hearing this, the classmates’ hands that were raised in unison.
Instantly fell in unison.
No way.
We can’t give this person power.
Liu Xin would be fine as a study committee mber, but not Li Zheng.
"The vote has already concluded just now," Tang Zhifei said with a laugh and a round of applause, "Study committee mbers, Li Zheng and Lin Yujing, you two must lead our class’s study rhythm well."
No one applauded.
There were only cries of despair.
Only Zhang Xiaoke secretly exchanged a glance with Li Zheng.
Li Zheng smiled slightly, indicating he agreed.
He was quite satisfied.
Now, I practice the way of magic.
A monitor and a committee mber.
The tentacles of power were deeply entrenched.
Is it far to inspire the whole class?
Tang Zhifei, looking at the fervent Li Zheng, seed to also sense sothing amiss.
"I should also ntion,"
"Both study committee mbers have to go for the preliminary contest this weekend, let’s start other tasks from next week."
"I have also spoken to the other subject teachers, you two can study independently."
As soon as the words ended, the bell rang.
The classmates were all very relieved.
This class was all about discussing miscellaneous matters; not a single second was spent on studying.
Passing a regular class like this, very comfortable.
Teacher Tang had his own difficulties to express.
Ever since he beca the horoom teacher, he always had to talk about class matters during Chinese, and it was almost as if he had one less class per week.
Therefore, for this mid-term exam, while other subjects had shown significant improvent, Chinese was the only one that had stagnated.
Too much cunning could ensnare oneself.
Tang Zhifei then turned to look at the schedule: "How coincidental, there’s physical education this afternoon..."
The Jianghu of Class Four howled once again.
"No!"
"Teacher Tang, don’t turn to the dark side!"
"You’re not that kind of horoom teacher!"
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