"What's wrong?"
Yao An and the others from 404 looked at her in surprise.
"Zheng Huasong bought snacks and fruits for many girls after class yesterday. The girls who received the snacks were too embarrassed to support me anymore. They will vote for Zheng Huasong during the class monitor election later."
"Is it still not too late for us to buy snacks now to make them change their minds?"
Han Wenjing's first thought was to fight fire with fire, truly a little simpleton.
"If I become class monitor using such a method, what's the difference between me and those who buy their positions with money? I despise such people the most."
Yang Jiajia slammed the desk, gritting her teeth.
"To become class monitor, Zheng Huasong has really thrown all shame to the wind, actually resorting to such a despicable tactic as bribing classmates."
Yao An glanced at him but didn't speak.
Actually, this kind of thing only sounds bad; university is a small society, and understanding social etiquette is more advantageous.
The high school approach won't work in university.
"Do you have a specific reason why you must be class monitor? If you're not taking the civil service exam, a university class monitor is a dispensable position, isn't it?"
Wu Tong voiced everyone's confusion. It seemed like she had always talked about wanting to be class monitor, but no one knew her purpose.
"I just want to prove myself to my family."
What a simple and unadorned reason... Everyone was speechless.
Not long after, Counselor Tao arrived in the classroom and began to organize the class monitor election.
There were only two candidates: Yang Jiajia and Zheng Huasong.
In the end, Zheng Huasong received 16 votes, and Yang Jiajia received 12 votes, becoming class monitor and vice class monitor, respectively.
Tao Lin had the right to directly select the class committee members, but she didn't exercise it.
She had observed them for several days during military training. If external help was disregarded, and only their work ability was considered, Yang Jiajia was definitely not as capable as Zheng Huasong. She wanted to see if the latter could be a good class monitor first.
Tao Lin actually had a better candidate in mind for class monitor, but the other party clearly had no interest in it, so she couldn't force it.
After becoming class monitor, Zheng Huasong rambled on and on about a lot of things. What he said is hard to remember, but he basically spent a long time making grand promises.
"Alright, everyone, please hand in 200 yuan for class funds. It will be used for organizing activities later."
"200? What kind of activities require so much money? You're not trying to line your own pockets, are you?"
Yang Jiajia, as the vice class monitor, was the first to express her displeasure.
Because of Zheng Huasong's "improper competition," she naturally labeled him as a corrupt official.
Zheng Huasong had a pretty good temper; he didn't get angry despite being spoken to like that and patiently explained:
"Big sister, this is Shanghai. There are 28 of us in the class, so 200 yuan per person is only enough to organize one group activity, and that might not even be enough. I might even have to pay for the rest myself."
"Showing off your two stinking pennies."
Yang Jiajia couldn't refute him, so she could only grumble unhappily.
"Everyone can send the class funds to my WeChat. Every expense will be made public, so there's no need to worry about me embezzling the class funds."
This statement was clearly directed at the vice class monitor.
Yang Jiajia snorted and said nothing more, taking out her phone to pay.
Yao An had no objections to collecting class funds and immediately transferred the money to Zheng Huasong.
However, the money was returned.
"Yao An: ?"
"Zheng Huasong: I paid your class funds for you."
She looked up at Zheng Huasong, who was still giving her what he thought was a warm smile.
Yao An frowned, then, under the puzzled gazes of her classmates, she got up and walked to Zheng Huasong's desk, pulled 200 yuan in cash from her satchel, slapped it on the table, and then turned and returned to her seat.
From beginning to end, her only interaction with him was that single question mark.
Looking at the red exclamation mark that appeared on the chat interface, Zheng Huasong suddenly felt a bit awkward.
After class, when Yao An and Tian Yuan went to the cafeteria for dinner, they ran into Yu Huai and Chen Tian.
Chen Tian, in casual clothes, generally gave a slightly less impressive impression than when she wore Hanfu, especially that ethereal aura, which seemed to be hidden.
However, as the campus beauty of Shanghai Finance University for three years, her looks were still impeccable.
"Hi, Big 部長."
Tian Yuan behaved very meekly in front of unfamiliar people.
"You need to call me Vice Chairman now."
Chen Tian corrected her, but Tian Yuan ignored her.
Hmph, the hateful leader of the Sweetie Faction.
"Are... are you here to eat in the cafeteria?"
"Otherwise?"
"Uh..."
Seeing Yu Huai's awkward expression, Chen Tian couldn't help but laugh.
"Vice Chairman Yu Huai is usually very authoritative in the Student Union, but I didn't expect him to turn into a docile little kitten after seeing you."
This sentence structure sounded so familiar. Yao An unconsciously started to imagine lines from certain domineering CEO novels.
The young master hasn't smiled in ten years; you are the first woman who can make him smile so happily.
"No more jokes. The two of us originally wanted to find you in the classroom, but we ran into you here. It's a good time to tell you something."
Yao An nodded, indicating she was listening.
"It's like this: Shanghai Finance University holds a Mid-Autumn Festival Gala every year. This gala is spearheaded by the Youth League Committee and co-organized by the Department of Arts and Culture. The gala is very formal; school leaders will be present, and outstanding performers can receive rewards such as bonuses, academic credits, and mooncake gift boxes."
"Moreover, the video recording of the gala will be posted on the campus's official account, which has a lot of traffic. If companies see this video during campus recruitment, they will prioritize outstanding student performers."
Yao An understood her meaning.
"So you want me to participate in this Mid-Autumn Festival Gala?"
"Yes, that's what I mean, but you won't be performing alone. We'll form a duo. I want to bask in your glory."
Probably fearing Yao An would refuse, Chen Tian added:
"Oh, and this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala will be held on September 30th, so it won't affect students' holidays."
"Okay."
"Huh? You agreed just like that?"
Yu Huai was greatly surprised; in his impression, Yao An shouldn't be so easy to talk to.
The performance rewards given by the system were very generous, and there was also a chance to leave a deep impression on the school leaders.
Yao An couldn't think of any reason to refuse.
"However, I have other things to do and may not have much time for rehearsals. If you mind, then I won't participate in the gala."
Chen Tian thought about it and chose to agree.
After all, Yao An had left her with an overly stunning impression the night before last. Without her, it would be difficult to find such an excellent partner again.
She firmly believed that there was a certain unspoken understanding between beauties, so rehearsing a couple of times less wouldn't matter.
They had cooperated very well the day before yesterday.
"Then let's find some time to choose the songs and dances for the performance. The program needs to be approved in advance, so we need to decide quickly. We can communicate via WeChat."
"Okay."
After they finished speaking, the two sides separated. Chen Tian noticed that Yao An wasn't particularly fond of Yu Huai, so she didn't insist on them eating together.
"Vice Chairman Yu, don't you think the girl next to Yao An's eyes are a bit off? She seemed to be rolling her eyes at me the whole time."
"Huh? Is that so?"
"Heh, I shouldn't have even asked you. You probably only saw Yao An and didn't even get a clear look at who was next to her, did you?"
"Nonsense, I saw clearly. The person next to her was Han Wenjing."
...In the East China Normal University cafeteria, Jiang Jingya, the newly crowned campus beauty who had just rejected a suitor, was eating with her roommate in a corner.
Jiang Jingya was scrolling through a video app while eating.
Recently, she had been particularly interested in information about the University of Finance and Economics, such as any gossip, major events, or famous people.
As usual, she clicked on the University of Finance and Economics topic and was immediately drawn to a video with 220,000 likes.
Looking at the video cover, it was a talent show after military training, which seemed to be a staple program after military training at every university.
East China Normal University also held one, and several freshmen with excellent singing and dancing skills emerged then.
The kind that definitely had preferential dating rights for four years.
She clicked on the video to watch, and the phone's earpiece immediately transmitted a desolate yet profound singing voice.
"That's a really good song..."
Before she could finish speaking, her gaze towards the phone screen gradually turned to horror, and she cried out, unable to control her volume:
"Li... Little Fox!?"