Chapter 243: Remembering a Vengeance

The classmates in the class began to introduce themselves. The dark-faced old man on the stage looked at the people, then looked at the list in his hand, and made some marks on it, not knowing what notes he was making.

After listening to several classmates’ self-introductions, Lin Xiangnan’s embarrassment almost disappeared, and he shook his head and looked around.

Be prepared to remember the name and face so that you don't accidentally call the wrong person later.

When it was the turn of the first male student who called Teacher Lin Xiangnan, Lin Xiangnan immediately perked up and tried to listen more carefully.

He was the one who misunderstood, but I was the one who suffered social disastrous consequences!

Especially this kind of social death scene, and it was seen by the real teacher, who also happened to be named Lin...

After knowing that the counselor’s name is Lin Yuanhang, Lin Xiangnan is now embarrassed to make eye contact with him.

"Hello, classmates. My name is Zhuge Yongkang. I am 23 years old..."

"His surname is Zhuge? Such a clever surname!" Lin Xiangnan exclaimed in shock.

Zhuge Yongkang blushed and explained to everyone embarrassedly, "Just now I called Lin Xiangnan classmate teacher because I saw other students calling her that, and I thought she was a teacher in the school..."

Not only Zhuge Yongkang had seen it, but other students present had also seen it, and they explained awkwardly: "I also thought that Lin Xiangnan was a teacher..."

There are quite a lot of audiences for this big drama of life?

Lin Xiangnan said loudly: "Those who called me were students I taught before. They are not from our school."

In the end, the counselor also knew how the misunderstanding came about.

After the self-introduction process was completed, the counselor said: "We just met and are not familiar with each other. I will temporarily appoint the class leaders. We will vote again in a month."

The counselor did not even give everyone a chance to recommend themselves. He just said according to the list: "The first in our class is Lin Xiangnan, she will be the class monitor. The second is Zhuge Yongkang, he is the league secretary. The third is Cai Meijuan, she will be the study committee member..."

He assigned positions to everyone directly according to their college entrance examination scores, from high to low.

The college entrance examination was resumed after many years, and both students and schools are still somewhat unfamiliar with it.

Although students in the class were admitted based on merit, there were students like Lin Xiangnan who scored over 480 points, and there were also students who were lucky enough to be admitted with only over 300 points.

"You class leaders have a good foundation. Giving these things to you won't hinder your learning progress. You should also help other students improve..."

"Teacher, I am a day student. Will it be inconvenient to communicate with my classmates?" Lin Xiangnan raised her hand, wanting to refuse.

"Aren't there still the deputy monitor and the study committee member?" The counselor said calmly, "Since you don't live in the dormitory, you should find opportunities to get to know your classmates better."

It was because Lin Xiangnan did not live in the dormitory and no one in her class knew her that this whole misunderstanding happened.

When talking about being misidentified, Lin Xiangnan's momentum unconsciously weakened. He put his hand down and tacitly acknowledged the matter.

It’s only a month’s time anyway, and the class leaders will be re-elected later. Just be patient for a month and it will be over.

After the class meeting was over, several class leaders held a small meeting. Cai Meijuan, the study committee member, was the first to be dissatisfied and asked, "How much did Class Leader Lin score? How about you, Zhuge?"

There are dozens of students in the class, but they are the two who give the least reliable first impression.

In the end, they were still ranked first and second in the class, and Cai Meijuan really couldn't understand it.

"I'm 481." Lin Xiangnan replied.

Zhuge Yongkang looked at Lin Xiangnan in surprise and said, "My score is 454."

"I got 453, just a little bit off." Cai Meijuan thought for a moment and said, "The difficulty of the test papers in each province is different. It's not accurate to use scores to evaluate everyone's ability."

Lin Xiangnan shrugged and said nothing.

There are dozens of people in the class, and Cai Meijuan is the youngest, only 16 years old, so she does have reason to be proud.

But who among those who can stand here is not a child of destiny?

Given the learning atmosphere and resources in recent years, it is already an extraordinary talent to score 400 points in the college entrance examination. Cai Meijuan's score is also among the top three in their province.

Unfortunately, there are too many people in Greater China, and there are also many geniuses who are only one in a million.

Cai Meijuan wanted to take the lead, and Lin Xiangnan was happy to give her the important task, and he cheered and applauded for her with a smile.

But when the counselor has something to do, he likes to find Lin Xiangnan, the class monitor.

"Professor Zhou from the History Department donated 4,000 yuan to the school. He wants to use the money to support students from poor families. Take this application form and have interested students fill it out..."

The school’s scholarship is enough for the students to live on.

But if the family is burdened with heavy financial burden, the money given by the school is not enough.

Some of my classmates are in their twenties or thirties, have already married and have children, and are under tremendous pressure to support their families.

The money given by the school is just the most basic and cannot be compared with the salary of the company.

When Lin Xiangnan and her classmates came to study, Director Jin and his group of leaders were actually very willing to pay them wages.

But this does not comply with regulations. Only those with five years of service can have their wages paid by their original employer, and they can return to their original employer after graduation.

Students who receive scholarships will be assigned jobs by the school after graduation, so their original employer does not have to worry about them.

After all, the major that students study may not necessarily be compatible with the job positions in their original units, so school allocation is more reliable.

Just like Lin Xiangxi, his original unit was a restaurant, and he studied at a normal school, which are completely two industries.

Lin Xiangxi had a short working experience and earned only 20 yuan or so at the company. When he went to school, he received a 20 yuan scholarship and was still smiling.

When he wrote to Lin Xiangnan, he excitedly said, "I don't have to give my salary to Mom to study. I can't even spend all the twenty dollars, I can't spend it all!"

In Hu Meili's eyes, there is a huge difference between studying and working. Anyway, she still has savings. After her three children went to school, she never mentioned the issue of handing over their wages.

Lin Xiangxi took twenty yuan, fed himself, and fed his whole family, so of course he lived a happy life.

Others can't do that.

Zhuge Yongkang first asked Lin Xiangnan for the application form.

"I have a daughter at home, my wife doesn't have a job, and I am the only source of income for the family."

"Hey, the application form must be given to me by tomorrow night at the latest. I'm going to give it to Professor Zhou for review." Lin Xiangnan reminded.

"There is another male student in our dormitory. I see that his clothes are all patched and he eats pickles for every meal. I'll get another one for him."

"Take it. If your roommate doesn't need it, remember to return it. There are only three application forms in our class."

Lin Xiangnan just took out the second form when his hand paused.

"No. Let your roommate come get it himself. You're unreliable. If you lose the watch, I'll have to make another trip to get it."

"You're quite vindictive." Zhuge Yongkang scratched his head guiltily.

Lin Xiangnan squinted at him and said, "Just tell me whether I should remember it or not."