After class.
The counselor sat in her office with a headache, sighing as she looked at the notes. She really wanted to patiently repeat to her students how important it was to work hard during their university years.
In the same college, some people stay up all night playing games, chatting, and playing cards, while others are still preparing for exams and trying to pass the CET-6 (College English Test Band 6) in the middle of the night.
But can these teenagers, who are still having fun, understand what I'm saying?
If simply reminding them a few times could motivate them, there wouldn't be so much regret and tears in the world.
The counselor recalled a few popular internet jokes.
"You got into Tsinghua University, he got into Peking University, and I started roasting sweet potatoes. We all have bright futures ahead of us."
“You went to work for a state-owned enterprise, he became a white-collar worker in the city, and I became a struggling writer. We all have bright futures.”
Isn't it all the same principle?
You can never truly learn from a person, but a lesson learned in a single instance is enough to be remembered for a lifetime. By then, is it too late to realize it?
Just as she was feeling troubled, a knock came from outside. She looked up and replied, "Come in."
A pretty girl walked in.
"Xue Rou, what brings you here?"
"Teacher, I need to talk to you about something."
"Okay, sit down and talk. There are chairs over there." The counselor casually pointed, not paying much attention.
"Teacher, the position of class representative is vacant... Do you have someone in mind?"
"Class representative?" She glanced at Zhao Xuerou with some surprise.
One doesn't visit the temple without a reason.
This statement is a profound truth, and the counselor immediately understood her thoughts.
Are you interested in the position of class monitor?
"Yes, teacher." Zhao Xuerou pursed her lips and gave a sweet smile, which made her already pretty face even more endearing.
The counselor tilted her head, casually combed her slightly curly hair, and habitually adjusted her glasses. "Wait a minute, Xue Rou, I remember asking you to take on a class position before. You have excellent grades and good character, so you could choose any position you wanted. But you refused, saying it would affect your grades."
That was indeed the case back then. She placed her hands on her knees shyly, her eyes darting around, and her calves swayed slightly beneath her skirt.
Having a position in university is a good thing; it allows you to develop your abilities and gain some small power, paving the way for your future career. However, enjoying power comes with responsibility. Many students in public service positions at universities are often extremely busy, organizing events of all sizes.
Instead, the teachers had some free time.
At that time, Zhao Xuerou was only focused on her studies and didn't care about these trivial matters.
Now, she has some reasons she can't say, so she's come to ask for the position of academic representative.
"My previous thinking was wrong; I only cared about myself. Now I see that everyone is quite negative and has no interest in studying. The class atmosphere is not good. I also want to do my part and lead everyone to a better future." She hesitated for a moment before saying this.
The counselor was both surprised and suspicious.
He stared at her in disbelief.
These words were spoken so beautifully, they struck a chord deep within me.
She was just wondering how to improve the class atmosphere. And here's the solution!
Zhao Xuerou is a smart and beautiful girl, and all the boys in the class have a crush on her. She has a certain amount of influence.
With her taking the lead, the negative situation should be able to be changed somewhat.
"I didn't realize you had such awareness, Xue Rou! Very good, I'm very satisfied! I'll inform the class monitor right away, you'll be our class's academic representative from now on, I'll report your name later."
"Thank you, teacher... but..." she hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.
"What's wrong? Speak your mind."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuerou said with a wronged expression, "But I'm afraid some students in my class will be resistant to me and won't even add me on WeChat, which would make it impossible to carry out my work."
"Is that all? Don't worry, from now on you'll represent me completely when it comes to matters of study. If anyone objects, just tell me! Let's see who has the guts."
"Okay, thank you, counselor!" Zhao Xuerou, beaming with joy, ran out of the office after receiving the imperial decree.
She immediately took out her phone as soon as she left the house, found the guy in the group chat who used a fierce dog as his profile picture, added him as a friend, and wrote in the nickname: I am now the class representative, and I will have a lot of official business in the future. Adding me as a friend will be convenient.
Jiang Cheng, who was in the classroom, suddenly felt his phone vibrate.
He picked up his phone, and instantly his face fell over in exasperation...
After a moment of silence, he clicked "accept friend request".
For a moment, the beautiful figure standing under the sycamore tree stared at her phone, her eyes curving into crescent moons.
Having been immersed in the art of PUA for many years, Zhao Xuerou understands an ironclad rule in relationships that countless people have learned through blood and tears.
"Deep affection is hard to retain, but tricks win people's hearts."
Since you, Jiangcheng, are leaving me, then don't blame me, Zhao Xuerou, for using every trick in the book to bring you back.
She clenched her little fists, a victorious smile already on her face.
Zhao Xuerou: It's really difficult to add you as a friend.
Zhao Xuerou: From now on, I will be the class's academic representative. I will discuss any academic tasks with you.
Zhao Xuerou: Jiang Cheng, we didn't need to make things so awkward. I was really heartbroken when you deleted me from your friends list; I couldn't believe it that day. I know you saw my message, but you just didn't want to reply. I understand how you feel, and I realize my mistake. From now on, I won't treat you like that again. I hope you can give me a chance to make it up to you, okay?
After saying what she wanted to say, Zhao Xuerou turned off her phone screen, knowing that Jiang Cheng wouldn't reply.
She didn't want Jiang Cheng to give her an answer; she just wanted him to listen to her finish speaking.
Since he can see it, that's enough.
The most crucial step in this strategy: sincerity is the ultimate, timeless weapon.
In the classroom, Jiang Cheng indeed saw these messages. He stared at the chat interface for a moment, then chose not to reply.
In his heart, Zhao Xuerou was already a thing of the past.
After their worlds briefly intersected, they were about to head in different directions, and it was possible that they would never cross paths again in this lifetime.
While at school, they still have the relationship of classmates, but once they leave school, they become strangers.
Is it really necessary for stories to happen between strangers?
Jiang Cheng sneered inwardly.
He had no idea that the school beauty's pursuit began from this very moment, and would fill his life in the days to come.
Years later, when Jiang Cheng looks back, he will marvel at Zhao Xuerou's persistence, just like his own stubbornness.
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