Chapter 132 Chapter 132 (Part 2) (Revised)
Guo Qi never expected that things would turn out like this. He stood there, wanting to say that he was the class monitor and that the class committee should seek his consent for any decision they made.
However, the podium had already started asking everyone to nominate themselves, and Guo Qi also saw Shen Moer write her own name under the position of "Class Monitor".
Sure enough, this woman was dissatisfied with him being the squad leader and was coveting this position.
Guo Qi saw that other people were also signing up enthusiastically. Several people who were not originally class committee members also went up to write their names, and even two of them signed up to run for class monitor.
Many people did not write their names first after going on stage, but talked about their advantages first to canvass votes for themselves. For example, Feng Manni, who was running for propaganda committee member, also talked about her advantage of being able to take pictures. She even said that during class activities, she could find a way to borrow a camera to help everyone take pictures, which won warm applause.
Guo Qi felt that this was too degrading. He didn't want to sign up. He was already the class monitor, so why should he sign up for the election... But if he didn't sign up, would he have no chance to continue to be the class monitor... But even if he signed up, would anyone vote for him?
On the podium, Shen Moer asked loudly: "Are there any others who would like to nominate themselves or recommend others? If not, we will start voting."
Guo Qi seemed to be suddenly awakened. He rushed to the podium and wrote his name under the position of class monitor. After writing, he returned to his seat with a grim look on his face. Before sitting down, he tripped over the leg of a stool and almost fell down.
His state was a little strange. Other students in the class cast odd looks at him. Some of them looked at the blackboard and muttered, "Class monitor, wow, Guo Qi's handwriting is so ugly. Why doesn't he practice calligraphy in his daily life?"
The names on the blackboard were all written by the people who registered. Many of them were written beautifully, especially Chen Moli's, which looked like she had practiced it specially. There were also some that were average, but basically they were all neat and clear.
Only Guo Qi's handwriting was poor. No one knew whether he was too nervous or too angry, as his own name was written crookedly and looked as ugly as a spring earthworm or autumn snake with bared fangs and claws.
But everyone's attention soon shifted to voting.
The class committee cut a piece of paper and gave it to each person. Everyone wrote their names on the paper one by one. However, after a few minutes, the ballots were collected. Yu Xiangnong specially called two students who were neither original class committee members nor participated in the class committee election to come on stage to count the votes.
The votes were counted quickly. The original class committee members like Yu Xiangnong, Feng Manni, Tan Wei and others were elected with high votes. Yuan Lan applied for the position of branch secretary but was not elected. Another class committee member lost by one vote and was not elected either. Three people who were not originally class committee members were elected this time.
As for the position of class monitor that everyone was secretly most concerned about, Shen Moli was elected with an overwhelming majority of votes.
Although Shen Moer had been in school for a shorter time than others, her qualifications, resume, and abilities were clearly seen by everyone.
Even though there have always been rumors in the class that the factory where Shen Moli is the director is just a makeshift collective-run factory, everyone is smart. Regardless of the scale of the factory, at least the individual's ability can be seen through contact.
Even if it is a state-owned factory, it must be a successful state-owned factory.
Many people think so.
Shen Moli's votes were too high, compared to the votes of several classmates competing with her, which were very bleak.
One classmate received three votes, and it was said that they were all friendship votes cast for him by his roommates.
The remaining two candidates, Zhang Jiaojiao and Guo Qi, each received only one vote.
It is obvious that they are the only ones voting for themselves.
As soon as the vote count came out, Guo Qi got up and left. Zhang Jiaojiao, on the other hand, had no other special reaction except for a bad look on her face and a gloomy look in her eyes.
In the afternoon, Shen Moer took the freshly-made list of class committee members to the office to find You Yonghua.
You Yonghua's office is on the second floor. It is a large open space with more than a dozen faculty members sitting in it. There are two rows of desks next to each other. Everyone's desk is piled with documents. The surrounding walls are also filled with various documents and sundries. The whole room looks cramped and messy.
When Shen Moer entered the room, the counselor of the Political Economy Class 2 was asking You Yonghua about the general re-election of class committee members. You Yonghua smiled and said, "Didn't the professors say that this class of students is unprecedented and an excellent class? In this case, let them do many things on their own. Maybe they can get twice the result with half the effort."
The counselor of Class 2 smiled and said, "You are right. I will ask the students in our class if they also want to re-elect."
You Yonghua glanced at him, wondering whether he was sincere or had received some news and was deliberately trying to annoy him.
But before he could figure out how to fight back, Shen Moer knocked on the door and came in.
When You Yonghua saw the new class committee list, his eyes became even colder, but he didn't show anything on his face, and even smiled gently at Shen Moer: "I see, then you new class committee members should continue to handle the various tasks of the class well. If there is anything you can't handle, tell me in time."
In front of a room full of colleagues, You Yonghua appeared to be very talkative.
After he finished speaking, he put away the thin list, and when he turned his head, the corners of his lips unconsciously drooped.
But Shen Moer didn't leave. Instead, she stood there, looked at him and asked, "Counselor, I want to see the letter of praise sent to me by the public security agency."
You Yonghua was startled. Before he could react, the counselor of Class 2 looked over curiously and said, "Oh, did the students in your class receive a letter of praise?"
He looked at Shen Moer and said, "The public security agency sent you a letter of commendation. What did you do? You look thin and weak. Did you help catch the thief or help investigate other cases? Not bad. You received a letter of commendation right after entering the university. You will definitely be given priority in the future evaluation. Of course, it's just a priority. You still have to work hard on your professional performance."
Shen Moer had seen the counselor of Class 2 several times during military training and recognized him, but she didn't expect that the person who was very strict with the students in his class was actually such a curious chatterbox.
He couldn't see it, but Shen Moer could see from her angle that You Yonghua's face was almost black.
Shen Moer raised the corner of her mouth, suppressed her smile and said, “Thank you for the reminder, counselor.”
The second class counselor: "Well, not even a thank you."
He turned to look at You Yonghua: "This student has not seen the letter of praise yet, right? Hurry up and find it and give it to him! The department should have reported this matter, why didn't the dean ask for a copy to be posted? That shouldn't be the case. The old man likes to see his students do good things the most. He is happier to see students doing good deeds than to see them get good grades."
You Yonghua met Shen Moli's smiling eyes and secretly clenched his fists. He clenched and unclenched them, and after doing this several times, he finally controlled his emotions. Without saying anything, he pulled out the drawer and took out a kraft paper envelope.
The letter was sent directly to the school office. After opening it and verifying it, they found that it was from a student in the Political Economics Class 1, so they forwarded the letter to him directly. The department did not know about it.
Originally, if I just put the letter in the drawer, the matter would be forgotten after a while.
He had praised them vaguely in class, and if things got out of hand later, he would have an excuse to exonerate himself.
No matter how much I planned, I never expected that this person would suddenly come to my door to ask for it.
This letter can no longer be hidden.
After the letter was taken out, the counselor of Class 2 came over curiously to take a look. Shen Moer didn't care and opened the letter and read three lines at a glance.
Sure enough, in this letter of praise, the police wrote the story very clearly, including the cause and effect, and Shen Moli's efforts to rescue the girl controlled by human traffickers, and also gave a high evaluation of Shen Moli's behavior.
"Classmate, you are so amazing. You caught four human traffickers while riding a train. The girl you saved should really thank you. Her life was almost ruined!"
After sighing, the counselor of Class 2 said, "You, you just received this letter, right? Show it to the dean. Believe me, the dean will definitely let you copy it and post it on the bulletin board."
You Yonghua replied vaguely: "Well, OK."
After reading the letter, Shen Moer put it back into the envelope, grabbed the envelope and looked at it casually, and said, "This letter seems to have been sent before the New Year, counselor, why didn't I hear you mention it before?"
The clear black and white eyes looked straight at You Yonghua.
The counselor of Class 2 came over again, took a closer look, and said in surprise: "It's true, You, why are you..." He didn't say anything else. No matter how low his EQ was, he knew that there were some things that could not be said casually at this time.
You Yonghua's eyes were dark, staring at Shen Moer, and after a while, he forced a smile and explained, "Too many things were leaked."
Shen Moer curled her lips and handed the letter back to You Yonghua: "Thank you, counselor. I'll go back first."
There is no need to take the letter back. The letter is now with You Yonghua and will get the treatment it deserves.
It’s not that Shen Moer cares about the benefits that this letter of praise can bring, but knowing that You Yonghua deliberately suppressed the letter, she can’t keep swallowing her anger.
In this world, some people's evil is to throw dirty water on you, while some people's evil is to quietly make your achievements disappear when you have made great efforts, making your efforts invisible and unknown.
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