The first class on Monday morning was biology. Although the subject was new to the students, the instructor was a stern old man in his fifties who didn't like to joke and looked like he was about to retire.
This created a slightly oppressive atmosphere for the first lesson, but thankfully, twelve or thirteen-year-olds are at a lively age, and even without the teacher's deliberate guidance, the atmosphere in the classroom was still quite lively.
In the first class, the biology teacher neither introduced himself nor gave a lecture. Instead, following his usual practice of teaching for so many years, he simply recited the subject of biology to the students as if he were reciting a memorized text.
The audience below the podium was completely silent, with many people listening intently to the old scholar's lecture. However, there were a few exceptions, such as Ma Shaolong.
"What? The homeroom teacher called a lot of people into the office for talks?!"
Upon learning this unexpected news, Ma Shaolong then learned from others that many of those who were called away had been given prestigious positions on the class committee.
Now he couldn't sit still any longer and quickly asked, "Why didn't anyone tell me?"
Because he was too emotional, Ma Shaolong spoke in a loud voice, which unexpectedly startled the old scholar lecturing on the stage.
"Students below, please don't shout. I'm too old to argue with you."
After being reprimanded by the teacher, Ma Shaolong lowered his head awkwardly, noticing the stares from his classmates. During this time, he also realized why no one was calling on him anymore.
Yes, I went to play ball right after breakfast, so of course no one could notify me.
But that's not an excuse. My homeroom teacher is still waiting for me in his office, and I have to go there to find him right away.
But... glancing at the teacher still lecturing on the podium, Ma Shaolong thought to himself that he had just been criticized by the teacher, so how could he possibly go against the grain and leave the classroom?
He could only anxiously wait for the bell to ring, shaking his leg frantically.
Xu Zhengxian saw this scene clearly.
Under Ma Shaolong's anxious waiting, the forty minutes passed exceptionally slowly, as if it were a thick cup of yogurt being inverted in the air, waiting for the last bit of it to flow into one's mouth—it was as unpleasant as that.
In his mind's eye, several hours seemed to have passed. Ma Shaolong had been tormented by this for several hours. Finally, when the clock struck 8:40, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.
After hearing the bell ring, the biology teacher said "get out of class dismissed" while slowly packing up his things.
Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the boy who had been talking and shaking his leg during class run out of the classroom like the wind.
Tsk tsk, young people, they can't even hold it in forty minutes, not even as good as me, an old man.
Xu Zhengxian, who was 55 years old by Chinese reckoning, shook his head inwardly, then picked up his things and left the classroom, slowly walking towards the faculty and staff restroom.
Although the ten-minute break between classes was short, Ma Shaolong's trip to and from the office took even less time. In just four or five minutes, he returned to the classroom with melancholy steps. He walked with melancholy steps because Chen Bing saw that he looked lost and dejected, as if his body had been drained of all its energy.
"What's wrong? Are you alright?" After being stopped by Chen Bing halfway, Ma Shaolong found an empty seat and began to pour out his troubles to her.
Perhaps because he was still in a state of being hit, Ma Shaolong rambled on and on, but it was all emotional. However, Chen Bing still managed to glean the core meaning from it.
"You mean, because you arrived late, the only position left is sports committee member?" Chen Bing asked Ma Shaolong with great enthusiasm.
"Hmm..." After calming down, Ma Shaolong added, "The homeroom teacher said he looked at the list of votes cast by the students and decided on a few class committee members. However, he hasn't decided on the specifics of who will be in which position. Whoever asks for a position first will get it. Because I arrived late, I only got the position of sports committee member... Sigh~ I wish I hadn't gone to play ball."
Upon hearing this, Chen Bing was overjoyed.
Silly child, why do you believe everything the teacher says? Even if he really did what you say and hadn't decided who would do what, he wouldn't assign positions based on first-come, first-served order. Do you think this is a vegetable market?
After offering a few words of comfort, Chen Bing continued to ponder.
The homeroom teacher clearly had a plan in mind about who would be in which position. For example, when he spoke to Zhang Xinyu, he was implying that she should be the class monitor. As for Cai Kunnan, he certainly didn't come into the homeroom teacher's view at first. It's probably because so many people wrote him as the discipline committee member that he was given this position.
If you haven't really decided who will do what, why would you let everyone fill in all the job titles?
Believe it or not, even if you're the first person to approach the homeroom teacher, the only position they'll be given is sports committee member.
Although Chen Bing had experienced these things in his previous life, he didn't understand these intricacies at the time, so he didn't realize that there were such interesting things behind simply electing a class committee member.
"It's alright. Actually, the role of the sports committee member in middle school is quite important. They not only assist the teacher in PE class, but also need to be present for daily morning exercises and various cultural and sports activities. In all these processes, they are responsible for organizing the class."
After having his fill of amusement, Chen Bing realized he couldn't just sit back and laugh at Ma Shaolong. After all, Ma Shaolong was a good young man with ideals, and a gentleman of high moral character shouldn't be ridiculed.
After having had enough fun in her heart, Chen Bing comforted Ma Shaolong.
"Really?" After hearing Chen Bing's words, a glimmer of hope flickered in Ma Shaolong's eyes.
"Of course, you can try being a class monitor for one semester first. You'll soon find out that this is a position no less important than that of class monitor."
Chen Bing's words weren't just random talk; they were entirely based on his experiences from his previous life. In Baishi No. 1 Middle School, the sports committee member was indeed a position with a lot of work and considerable authority.
"Okay! I trust you, Brother Bing." Trusting Chen Bing, Ma Shaolong nodded, looking as if he had regained his confidence.
At the same time, thoughts about another aspect of his mind began to resurface as his emotions were rekindled.
Zhang Xinyu.
That pretty girl.
After accepting the position of sports committee member, Ma Shaolong began to think about its benefits.
Although I didn't become the class monitor, fortunately, the class monitor was none other than Zhang Xinyu, who is very beautiful and comes from a wealthy family.
The class monitor and the sports committee member...
If the sports committee member really has so many powers as Chen Bing said, then wouldn't I have many opportunities to contact him in the future?
She manages the household affairs, and I manage external affairs...
Recalling the scene during the military training performance, when he and she walked on stage hand in hand, a perfect match, deeply in love, perfectly in sync, a loving couple, Ma Shaolong was suddenly filled with boundless energy.
Forgive his bluntness, but among all the boys in the class, apart from Chen Bing, he was inferior to every other boy in every aspect. Now that Chen Bing and Shang Yunmiao are a couple, there's no doubt that Zhang Xinyu will…
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