Chapter 9 Only love can make people…
Seeing that Chen Yubai hadn't replied to her message for a long time, Peng Chengyi, unaware that she had already made a name for herself as "fierce," was still considering whether to send something else to get him to continue chatting with her.
After coordinating the seating arrangements, Chen Peifu reappeared on the stage and asked everyone to introduce themselves, starting from the first row.
Although Peng Chengyi didn't particularly like this segment either.
But it's better than sitting there awkwardly.
Peng Chengyi quickly put away her phone and began to mentally prepare her response.
The self-introductions of the people before me were all very simple—
Name, junior high school graduated from, maybe one hobby, and that's it.
So it was soon her turn to sit on the side of the second row.
Peng Chengyi stood up a little nervously and stammered slightly, "Hello everyone, my name is Peng Chengyi. I used to be from No. 16 Middle School. I like anime and playing guitar."
Finally, remembering her dream of having a band, she mustered her courage and added in a slightly trembling voice, "So if any of you know how to play an instrument, we can exchange ideas."
After saying that, she didn't dare to look at the reactions of those around her, lowered her head, and quickly sat back down in her seat.
Completely unaware that the cool girl next to her glanced at her, she stood up and introduced herself, saying, "My name is Chen Wei. I used to be from No. 8 Middle School. I love playing the drums."
Huh?
Drum set?
Peng Chengyi was taken aback and suddenly raised her face.
Finally, I met the gaze of Chen Wei, who was sitting down with a calm and collected demeanor.
She still maintained a cool demeanor, but the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.
Peng Chengyi's heart skipped a beat with excitement, and she smiled shyly at her.
With a shared interest, she no longer needed to worry about how to strike up a conversation with her!
She also brought a suitcase, so she must also be a boarding student.
It would be even better if the two of them could be assigned to the same dormitory.
That way she can get to know her faster, and then she'll have a future drummer for the band!
Peng Chengyi was lost in her daydreams when it was Chen Yubai's turn to introduce himself. She then turned her head to follow the others around her.
Although the boys in the last row were all quite tall, when he stood up, he still stood out from the crowd.
A simple white T-shirt hung loosely on her body, making her look slim but not thin.
His eyes habitually droop at the corners, exuding a weary and world-weary feeling.
His eyes were dark and shiny, as if they could suck anyone who stared at him into them.
"Chen Yubai, No. 16 Middle School".
He casually uttered six words and then sat back down in his seat.
Peng Chengyi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly, thinking to himself that this dog was still as good at showing off as ever.
She had hoped he would mention that his hobby was playing guitar, and that he could help her recruit future band members.
That's it?
Who could remember such a brief self-introduction?
Peng Chengyi was internally complaining when he heard whispers and discussions around him.
"Wow, he's Chen Yubai? The top scorer in the city?"
"Isn't it possible that he has the same name as someone else? Otherwise, why would he be in our regular class?"
"Who cares if he is or isn't, he's really handsome."
"Seriously, there wasn't a single handsome guy in my junior high class, but things finally turned around in high school!"
...
Unexpectedly, he attracted so much attention, and Peng Chengyi turned his face to the front with a somewhat indescribable feeling.
He's not a city champion; he just got lucky.
Moreover, he ended up in the regular class because he failed to get into the experimental class.
What's the big deal?
Seeing the slight commotion in the classroom caused by the appearance of this top city student, Chen Peifu tapped the podium with the blackboard eraser again: "Alright, quiet down, next student, please continue."
He already knew that Chen Yubai was assigned to the class he was in charge of.
But he was quite surprised when he received the notification.
Even if someone doesn't pass the independent admissions exam for the experimental class, the top scorer in the city's high school entrance exam is still eligible to directly enter the experimental class.
However, the admissions office staff said that when they called to inquire, he refused outright.
He also made an unexpected request: if the request wasn't accepted, he would consider sending the student to the Fourth Middle School.
Although the requirement is quite simple, it still makes people feel a little worried.
Because early romantic relationships are not allowed at No. 1 Middle School, his request was to be in the same class as a girl.
Even though he explained that he and she were just childhood friends who had grown up together and didn't want to separate.
But Chen Peifu felt that this was just an excuse to cover up his early romance.
In particular, when the school later reviewed his test papers from the experimental class, they found that he could get a near-perfect score in math in the morning, but he didn't write a single word on the last two big physics questions in the afternoon.
It's as if they deliberately gave up.
Chen Peifu became even more convinced of his deduction.
After all, only love can make people so blind.
However, Chen Peifu glanced at Peng Chengyi, who was sitting obediently in the second row, and thought that this girl seemed quite well-behaved and did not seem like a student who would fall in love early.
He should hold back for now and pay more attention to the relationship between the two.
It's not too late to talk to them when they start showing signs of early romantic relationships.
After the self-introductions, the next step was to elect class committee members.
The process is very simple: people can raise their hands to sign up, go to the stage to say a campaign speech, and then everyone votes.
Peng Chengyi, who is not good at dealing with people, naturally became an audience member.
Knowing that Chen Yubai, who was too lazy to participate in class affairs, would definitely not run for class monitor, Peng Chengyi took advantage of the break while counting the votes to complain to him on WeChat: "Your self-introduction was too simple! Why didn't you mention your hobby of playing guitar?"
Chen Yubai: "In this kind of situation, saying less is the right choice."
Peng Chengyi: "What right choice? I think you're just showing off."
Chen Yubai: "Do I still need to pretend? I'm already famous enough, I need to keep a low profile."
Peng Chengyi: "..."
Could this dog be any more narcissistic?!
Peng Chengyi's lips twitched, and she turned off her phone, no longer wanting to talk to him.
Soon, the class monitor was chosen: Ling Baizhou, Chen Yubai's deskmate.
He received the most votes because of his humorous speaking style and his sunny and enthusiastic demeanor.
Next came the vice class monitor, academic representative, discipline representative, and sports representative. Although the elections weren't as fierce as for the class monitor, people still raised their hands to become the positions.
The class fell silent until the last member of the arts and culture committee was identified.
Top-tier high schools still prioritize academics. Although they may have cultural festivals or similar events, they generally don't attract many participants, so few people are willing to do this thankless task.
After asking three times without anyone raising their hand, Chen Peifu looked at Chen Wei and said, "Your hobby is playing the drums, right? Why don't you try being the arts and culture representative?"
"No." Chen Wei refused decisively, not even giving him a chance to persuade her.
Helpless, Chen Peifu turned his gaze to Peng Chengyi beside her.
Peng Chengyi's heart skipped a beat. Before she could even think, he heard him say, "You can play the guitar, right?"
"Hmm..." Peng Chengyi nodded with difficulty.
"How about you take on the role of the arts and culture representative? There's not much to do, really. It's just about organizing everyone to work on the blackboard newspaper and encouraging everyone to put on a show during the arts festival."
These things might be easy for others, but for her, they were incredibly difficult.
How can someone with social anxiety organize and mobilize others to participate in a program?
"I..." Peng Chengyi moved her lips, but under Chen Peifu's eagerly expectant gaze, she couldn't bring herself to say that she didn't want to be one either.
Because she not only has social anxiety, but also doesn't know how to say no to people she doesn't know well.
Just as she was pursing her lips and sweating profusely, a casual male voice rang out from the back of the classroom: "I'll be the teacher."
Peng Chengyi was taken aback and turned her face away.
Chen Yubai leaned casually against the back of his chair and lazily raised his hand.
Chen Peifu was taken aback when he suddenly spoke up, and then frowned slightly before asking him, "Do you also have any artistic talents?"
"I can play the guitar too," he replied casually.
"I see." Chen Peifu paused thoughtfully, then looked at Peng Chengyi.
She turned her head, staring blankly at the boy in the last row.
He seemed even more surprised than the person who would step forward and take the position.
So Chen Peifu asked her again, "Do you want to run for this position against him?"
Peng Chengyi, regaining her senses, immediately shook her head.
“Then let Chen Yubai be the arts and culture representative,” Chen Peifu concluded, then called out, “All class committee members, come with me to help with the statistics and distribute the military training uniforms.”
Peng Chengyi glanced at Chen Yubai, who had stepped forward, with mixed feelings.
He had one hand in his pocket, his eyes sweeping over her but not lingering.
I can't figure out what his mentality was when he took on the dreaded job of being the arts and culture committee member for her.
Peng Chengyi felt both grateful and somewhat guilty and uneasy.
He's right. It's best to say as little as possible when introducing yourself.
If she hadn't mentioned that she could play the guitar, Chen Peifu wouldn't have chosen her to persuade him.
Fearing he would criticize and ridicule her once he was done with his work, Peng Chengyi quickly praised him on WeChat:
"Brother, you're my brother!"
"How come I never noticed before that you're so handsome?"
"Not only is he handsome, but he's also smart and kind—he's a real gem!"
"Oh no, even a treasure can't compare to half your brilliance!"
While he was still moving his military training uniform, Chen Yubai felt his phone vibrating wildly in his pocket.
But he didn't have the chance to look at it until it was moved back to the classroom, when he finally had a moment to glance at it.
Seeing the long string of compliments on the screen, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Is it your childhood friend again?" Ling Baizhou asked, separating the military training uniforms.
"Mm." Chen Yubai nodded slightly.
Ling Baizhou: "I really don't see what's so fierce about her. Just now, when the teacher wanted to make her the art and literature representative, her face turned red and she couldn't even say a word to refuse."
Chen Yubai: "She's holding back a big move."
Ling Baizhou looked shocked: "What ultimate move?"
Chen Yubai: "You'd better not go and see it."
Ling Baizhou: "...So that's why you raised your hand to interrupt her?"
Chen Yubai gave a perfunctory "hmm" and lowered his head to reply to Peng Chengyi's message.
Ling Baizhou took two seconds to process this before looking at the girl by the window in the second row with a solemn expression.
Sensing that someone was watching her, Peng Chengyi raised her eyes slightly.
Seeing that it was the class monitor, she thought it was her turn to go up on stage to receive her military training uniform, so she quickly stood up before he called her name.
Ling Baizhou was stunned, thinking to himself that he was in trouble. He had been caught peeking at her, and she was probably going to come and deal with him!
He couldn't help but panic and tugged at Chen Yubai, his tall frame shrinking behind him: "Quick, protect me!"
Chen Yubai paused in tapping his phone screen, then lifted his eyelids, puzzled.
Then he saw Peng Chengyi, who had stood up for some reason, and looked at him with a blank expression.
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