The next day was the official start of classes.
Chen Pingjiang and his roommates woke up early, and everyone excitedly rushed to the large classroom.
The first class was "Marketing."
When Chen Pingjiang arrived at the large classroom, the boys smiled and nodded at him, while the girls looked at him a bit strangely.
"How far have Chen Pingjiang and Cong Nini progressed?"
"Weren't they smitten with each other during the last drill?"
"No, I heard Cong Nini seemed to have rejected Chen Pingjiang."
"If she rejected him, why did she still give him water?"
"Who knows? But I heard Chen Pingjiang and a super good-looking girl from International Trade were high school alumni and have a very close relationship."
...
Although Chen Pingjiang already had a psychological expectation for the girls' gossip speed, he still greatly underestimated their ability.
Listening to a teacher lecture properly again after many years, Chen Pingjiang swore that at first he wanted to study diligently and be a good student who developed comprehensively in morals, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor.
But every word the teacher said sounded like chanting, and soon, he was squirming like he had pins in his butt, sometimes scribbling in his textbook, sometimes playing with his phone, and sometimes dozing off on his desk.
Zhao Shaoyang regarded Chen Pingjiang as an idol, and seeing Chen Pingjiang not paying attention in class, he also felt justified in slacking off.
If Brother Chen isn't even studying, why should I bother?
Dong Tinghui, sitting on his right, had a stack of neatly filled notes.
He kindly reminded Chen Pingjiang:
"Old Chen, if you don't study in your first class, what will you do for the exam? We just started university, we can't just do whatever we want."
Chen Pingjiang tilted his head and whispered a threat:
"If you act pretentious with me again, believe it or not, I'll tell Wang Liwen that you've been to nightclubs and even ordered hostesses."
Chen Pingjiang thought to himself: You don't look like someone who studies hard, so stop pretending.
"Damn it! Brother Chen."
Dong Tinghui's address seamlessly switched from "Old Chen" to "Brother Chen," it was very smooth.
Chen Pingjiang sneered:
"Guo Dewen helps me with roll call, He Siyu helps me with homework. I've got both ends covered, what makes you think you can compete with me?"
Dong Tinghui thought to himself: This dog Chen Pingjiang, actually threatening me, and I can't even clear my name.
Even though I know Chen Pingjiang wouldn't actually do it, I still feel guilty.
Finally, after two "prison sentence" classes ended, Counselor Zhu Guangtong arrived in the large classroom shortly after.
"Students, military training has ended, and everyone has officially started classes. After half a month of getting to know each other, everyone has a deeper understanding of one another. Given this, it's time to select our class committee members.
Being a class committee member in university offers significant advantages; after graduation, it will be a very important self-introduction in your resume, and employers also value it.
The class committee includes the head class monitor, deputy class monitor, Youth League branch secretary, academic committee member, welfare committee member, sports committee member, and publicity committee member.
Everyone, please come up to the stage one by one to give your election speech according to your personal interests."
After Zhu Guangtong finished speaking, everyone below looked at each other, and no one went up to the stage for a long time.
Finally, a group of people looked at Chen Pingjiang.
Chen Pingjiang also didn't hesitate; he walked onto the podium, coughed, and said:
"If I am elected class monitor, I will definitely make our Business Administration Class 4 the most glorious class in the entire college, and even the entire university. The school's good deeds will not be missed, and class honors will be abundant."
Some students from Northeast China, hearing Chen Pingjiang's Northeastern dialect emerge, immediately laughed their stomachs sore.
Although Chen Pingjiang's election speech was brief, there wasn't a single wasted word, no boasting or lengthy discourses; it went straight to the point.
He didn't need any of those pretentious things.
None of the boys in the class dared to come out and compete with Chen Pingjiang for the head class monitor position.
In everyone's hearts, Chen Pingjiang was the only candidate, and Zhu Guangtong had also drunk with Chen Pingjiang.
The referee and judge are all on my side, what do you have to fight me with?
Wang Liwen, running for deputy class monitor, also didn't encounter any competitors.
In university, one head and one deputy class monitor is the default.
In some schools, there are also male and female class monitors, to better look after both boys and girls.
The position of Youth League branch secretary unexpectedly became a hot commodity, with several people going up to run for it.
What left Chen Pingjiang dumbfounded was that one boy actually brought a speech manuscript and spoke eloquently for a long time.
It was said that this speech manuscript was produced after three days of continuous polishing.
Unfortunately, no one in the class had the patience to listen to him ramble on for so long.
In the end, the Youth League branch secretary position went to a girl, and the academic and welfare committee members were also decided.
With such personnel arrangements, Dorm 603 was the happiest, and the most pleased among them was Dong Tinghui.
He himself was the welfare committee member, his roommate was the class monitor, and the girl he was pursuing was the deputy class monitor.
Life would be too good from now on.
"Brother Chen, to celebrate you becoming class monitor, wouldn't it be appropriate to treat everyone to a meal?"
Zhao Shaoyang, like a show-off, leaned over.
Chen Pingjiang glared at him,
"Scram, scram, scram! Damn it, I paid for the first dorm gathering meal. I also paid for the dinner and KTV the day before yesterday. Are you taking me for a rich sucker to be fleeced?"
"That was then, this is now. Today is a joyous day. Next time, it's my treat."
"If you keep yapping, believe it or not, tonight I'll go to Royal Yongle and have your 'white moonlight' called out."
Faced with Chen Pingjiang's nuclear-level threat, Zhao Shaoyang was utterly dumbfounded and couldn't utter a sound for a long time.
He didn't know why, but Zhao Shaoyang firmly believed that if Chen Pingjiang really did that, his 'white moonlight' might actually...
"Dad, I was wrong."
Zhao Shaoyang lowered his head, resentful and wronged.
Although threatening people wasn't very pleasant, it was undeniably effective.
"I won't be coming this afternoon. If the teacher calls roll, remember to cover for me,"
Chen Pingjiang said to his roommates.
He Siyu was surprised:
"Brother Chen, it's only the first day of classes and you're already skipping?"
"Skipping class is bad. I'm skipping because I have more important things to do. You can't do that; you have to listen carefully in class, and you still have to help me with my homework when you get back,"
Chen Pingjiang said with a calm expression.
He Siyu immediately made a bitter face.
Zhao Shaoyang moved closer:
"Brother Chen, take me with you. Let's go to the internet cafe to play CS together. Old Dong, are you coming?"
"I'm not going. I want to study diligently. You guys are really amazing, skipping class on the first day."
Chen Pingjiang looked at Zhao Shaoyang with disdain:
"I have things to do. Why would you follow me?"
"Then take me with you. I really can't stand this boring class."
Chen Pingjiang's eyes darted around, and after a while, he nodded:
"Alright then, follow me. Your brother will take you to experience life."
This kid Zhao Shaoyang can't keep a secret.
His thoughts are either written on his face or in his QQ signature.
When he knows something, the whole dorm knows it.
When the whole dorm knows it, the whole class knows it.
This would make it impossible for Chen Pingjiang to interact with his classmates as an ordinary person later on.
He was actually reluctant about it.
Of course, he didn't intend to hide it from everyone; they would know sooner or later.
It would just mean one less chance to show off.
(End of Chapter)
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