The classmate looked rather dull; if it weren't for the black background of his school badge, he would have seemed even more convincing.

He subconsciously took the corn candy from Tang Wan's hand and whispered, "Thank you."

Then, looking at the classmates present with some unease, he felt so weak that he seemed easily bullied by them.

But those classmates who looked fierce didn't come up to him.

Before him stood only Tang Wan, the young and frail president.

Of course, if this student had seen Tang Wan confronting lawbreakers alone, he probably wouldn't be so at ease.

After all, Tang Wan calmly drove people crazy.

Tang Wan herself didn't think there was anything wrong with it; instead, she thought that the lawbreaker wasn't firm enough.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the little student finally mustered up his courage and walked to the seat next to him.

Tang Wan sat opposite him, took out a piece of paper, and the surroundings quieted down. The warm environment made the student slowly lower his guard.

The entrance exam for the Academic Department is extremely difficult.

I returned home for the first time with a mix of nervousness and little anticipation.

Speaking of that, Yin Hongrui choked up a little, and I said to myself, "You, you go home and tell, tell your parents, but we said, why, I, I, my grades, bad, bad classmates, have, been, been bullied."

Yin Hongrui kept in mind the things Tang Wan had "said".

This first-year student council president is mute, so she doesn't urge herself to speak like the others do.

But even less so was the ability to handle Tang Wan's actions.

As he spoke of that, Yin Hongrui's eyes reddened.

Before we realized that, all the students looked grim. These were usually the students who had gone to the academic department but were advised to leave.

It's actually a bad thing if people outside of school don't help me too much. It makes the person being helped seem weak and powerful, and also makes it seem like no one can bully them.

It is for something else.

"You, you, did you... bully us? But why, why did we bully you? What about you?"

Outside the world of darkness, the only light is sinful.

Why, why, why do we, we, bully you?

Just as I realized why Tang Wan had asked that question, something else was written on the paper.

As for his own father, he didn't take it to heart at all, and even thought it was his own fault for being too brave.

We had to keep our voices down.

"What does the president mean by that? Is he here specifically to embarrass you?"

They watched us whispering under their gaze, watching us with a look of peace.

Tang Wan is very impatient. Even though Yin Hongrui speaks very quickly and haltingly, your expression is serious.

Yin Hongrui now simply ignores his father's words and takes them with a grain of salt.

"You, you, you are here, in class, outside of class, people, popularity, is, is bad..."

I burst into tears.

But when he raised his arm, there was no other message below.

It looked like a dazed, big duck with red eyes, looking pitiful like a drowning dog.

I usually compete and fight, but have I ever bullied classmates with poor grades like these students do?

The student's name is Yin Hongrui. He is a third-grade student and ranks among the top ten in his grade.

Tang Wan silently lowered her head and began to write and draw on a piece of white paper.

In the eyes of the assembly leader, being bullied is a very bad thing, and the assembly leader will always try to help me solve it.

Yin Hongrui raised his head and looked into Tang Wan's beautiful eyes, which seemed somewhat dazed.

I just feel that since when has malice become a weapon, a way to hurt others?

[The Academic Affairs Department is recruiting new members. All students are encouraged to apply.]

He knew Tang Wan.

All I know is how to read books.

Then he grabbed Tang Wan's wrist and shook his head.

"Actually, you, you're just too concerned, it's just..."

Looking at his father sitting on the sofa, gazing at him with a joyful expression, Yin Hongrui felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

I've always been honest and kind, and I've never bullied anyone, yet we've become so accustomed to it.

Now that Tang Wan has put those exam papers in front of us, it's clearly making things even more difficult for us.

But Tang Wan had only completed half of her action when Gou Xi, who was sitting in front of her, immediately came to her side.

The president of the student council is a very gentle student; she seems to be a perfect match for the students in that college.

But he was a child who only knew how to study; he didn't know how to get along with people, and he spoke haltingly and unclearly.

I'm waiting for Tangwan to bring me the same student life tomorrow.

Tang Wan took out the exam papers from the Student Union's Academic Department and distributed them.

Tang Wan held back her tears and reached out to take a tissue to wipe them away.

That's really not funny at all.

Tang Wan knew that Yin Hongrui knew the answer.

Then it was written under the whiteboard.

Finally, the seventh day arrived.

[Outside, he can utilize his talents and also have more time to spend with his classmates.]

In wolf-like education, any bad intentions seem out of place.

I could hear my father's words again, telling me to swallow my pride, to be different, and to fit in with the group.

It turns out it really was useless; it turns out no one really wanted to change that sick world.

Did we join the study department because we wanted to?

After all, it's not shameful to be comforted by a friend who is two or eight years older than you.

The only thing is that the results aren't decent.

It's clear that we're not even close to meeting the requirements for the Academic Department.

The president of the assembly was always taciturn. You were talkative, but you seemed to hate talking so much that you stood below the podium, calmly watching the students sitting outside the classroom.

A sense of ease suddenly rose in Shen Fanrui's heart.

My heart was surprisingly pounding.

Aren't you interested in joining the study group?

But you do live outside of that place, and you have become one of the symbols of power there.

Yin Hongrui looked at the question under the white paper, wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and answered loudly, "Yes."

A soft tissue landed on Yin Hongrui's eye. I glanced at Tang Wan, then looked up as if she had no ill intentions.

In other words, the primary school language exams no longer require oral skills, otherwise his oral score would be lower.

Outside of that class, there were only two or eight students who failed to get a passing grade.

Yin Hongrui walked to school with the same feelings, but the moment he stepped out of the classroom, he saw the student council president.

Has he finished his homework today? Should he go home now?

Tang Wan immediately thought of that aspect, but you didn't back down.

"You, you know, we, laugh, laugh at you."

However, the students sitting outside the classroom looked grim.