After finishing these trivial matters, Chen checked the time, stood up and looked at it. "There's still some time left, let's elect the class officers."
He turned around and wrote down the names of class monitor, vice class monitor, academic representative, cultural and sports representative, and labor representative on the blackboard.
"You have ten minutes to think it over. In a bit, starting with the class monitor, those who want to run will come up one by one to campaign for votes."
Jiang Xiaoli had no desire to be a public servant; she continued to twirl her pen in various ways.
Her deskmate clearly had no intention of running for class officer; he stared intently at Jiang Xiaoli's hand.
Xie Yitao was extremely envious. "Jiang Xiaoli, how did you do that? Can you teach me slowly?"
Jiang Xiaoli smiled slightly, but she didn't say anything. However, she subconsciously slowed down her movements.
Xie Yitao imitated her movements, holding a pen in his hand and gesturing.
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
Xie Yitao perfectly demonstrated what it means to have learned something with your eyes but not with your hands.
The pen kept falling onto the table and the floor.
They were seated in the very middle of the first row. Chen stared at Xie Yitao and asked, "Don't you want the pen anymore?"
Xie Yitao immediately stopped what he was doing; he admired Jiang Xiaoli even more.
"That pen spinning is so difficult, you must have practiced for a long time, right?"
"No? Isn't this something anyone can do?"
Jiang Xiaoli's words were not at all like Versailles; her fingers were very nimble in her previous life.
She learned many pen-spinning techniques from a pen-spinning competition video. After watching it a few times, she tried it herself and mastered it.
Xie Yitao was successfully rendered speechless by her words.
Time was up. Chen tapped the blackboard with his hand. "Alright, you've all thought it over. Let's start with the class monitor. Whoever wants to be the class monitor, come up to the stage and give a speech to campaign for votes!"
After he finished speaking, the classroom was silent for two seconds.
Yuan Man and a boy stood up at the same time.
Chen Zhe smiled upon seeing this, "A man and a woman, huh? Very good, who wants to go first?"
The boy who stood up politely said, "Teacher Chen, please let the girls go first!"
Yuan Man didn't stand on ceremony and walked straight to the podium, where Jiang Xiaoli cheered her on from below the stage.
Yuan Man was amused by her funny actions, and her nervousness lessened a bit.
"Hello classmates, my name is Yuan Man. I attended No. 6 Middle School and served as class monitor for all six years of elementary school and three years of junior high school."
I have extensive experience, and if elected class monitor, I am confident and capable of making greater contributions to the class. I hope you will vote for me!
After speaking, Yuan Man walked to the side of the podium and bowed deeply to the students.
"good!"
"Clap clap clap!"
Jiang Xiaoli was the first to cheer and led the applause for Yuan Man.
In her heart, although Yuan Man always liked to bicker with her, compared with these classmates she had never met, he was still one of her own.
Having connections in high places makes things easier; of course, you should support your own people to take the lead!
Led by her, the students applauded Yuan Man.
This small variable left Feng Ze, who was about to speak, a little bewildered, and his prepared speech became hesitant and stammering.
He emphasized only once, "I hope everyone will choose me, thank you," before returning to his seat.
Aside from a few of Feng Ze's junior high school classmates, very few people in the class applauded him.
Chen asked twice more, and only moved on to the next item after seeing that no one was running for class monitor.
After all the students who wanted to be class officers had finished speaking and campaigning for votes, the process was completed.
Chen asked everyone to raise their hands to vote one by one.
Yuan Man was elected class monitor of Class 1, Grade 1 with 32 votes, and Feng Ze became the vice class monitor.
The sports and arts committee member is a tall boy named Du Jingheng, and the labor committee member is a cute girl with a round face named Wan Duoduo.
The only thing that left Jiang Xiaoli speechless was that Zhang Yuanyuan, the girl with the high ponytail who had argued with her that morning, had been elected as the class monitor.
Forget it, it's just a class monitor position. The class monitor is one of my people, so don't worry.
Chen Zheka's timing was perfect; the class officer elections were over, and the noon school bell rang.
He rolled up the roster and tapped it on the podium.
"These are the students tentatively selected as class officers. We'll make adjustments as needed after the midterm exams when everyone is more familiar with each other. You'll officially begin high school classes this afternoon. Alright, school dismissed!"
As soon as Chen left the classroom, Jiang Xiaoli immediately picked up her pre-packed schoolbag.
She greeted Xiao Muyu and then rushed home.
Yuan Man pointed at her retreating figure and chatted with Xiao Muyu, "Is she hungry and in a hurry to go home for dinner?"
Xiao Muyu smiled and said, "Maybe. I'm hungry too. Let's go home!"
Both of them had bicycles and could ride home.
Jiang Xiaoli carried more than a dozen books and ran home.
As soon as she entered the yard, she shouted, "Mom! I'm home! I'm starving!"
She walked all the way home, and she really was hungry.
Li Guizhi was still mixing spicy strips in the kitchen. She leaned halfway out and said, "What are you shouting for? Lunch is on the table inside. I've already eaten. Go and eat!"
Jiang Xiaoli put down her schoolbag, washed her hands, and started eating her rice.
Li Guizhi returned to the main room after mixing a batch of spicy strips, and she ate all the rice and dishes on the table.
She took the water her mother poured for her and drank a sip. "Mom, I'm so happy to be able to eat your cooking!"
No mother dislikes her child's praise, and Li Guizhi's face was full of smiles.
"If you like it, Mom will keep making it for you!"
Jiang Xiaoli, like a child who never grew up, hugged Li Guizhi and said sweetly, "Mom, you're the best!"
"How old are you to still be acting like a child with your mother? Get away, I'll go wash the dishes." Li Guizhi pushed her away, gathered the dishes, and went to wash them.
Jiang Xiaoli wiped the table, took out the newly issued textbooks, and then took a calendar from the room to cover each of the new books.
After washing the dishes, Li Guizhi came into the room and watched her skillful movements. "Little Pear, you're doing great! You don't need Mom to help you cover your books anymore."
Jiang Xiaoli chuckled, "Do your own thing! By the way, Mom, I see you're still making spicy strips. Haven't you finished delivering the wholesale orders from today?"
Li Guizhi waved her hand, "No, no, the 450 jin of goods I ordered were delivered this morning. The ones I'm doing now were introduced by Sister Wang at the street corner. Her relative also runs a small shop. When they came to visit her, they saw our spicy strips, and Sister Wang brought people directly to my shop to place an order."
"I see!" Jiang Xiaoli nodded. "But is her relative's convenience store far from here? If it is, it won't be convenient for us to deliver the goods!"
Li Guizhi laughed, "It is indeed not close, but I've already arranged with them that they can pick up the goods themselves, and I'll give them a 5% discount on the total price of each order!"
"Clap clap clap!" Jiang Xiaoli clapped her hands repeatedly, giving her mother a thumbs up.
"Mom, I must have inherited my smart brain from you! In that case, we can tell the boss who placed the order that we'll give them a 5% discount on the total price when they come to pick it up. That's a good deal!"
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