"It seems like there are a few people in our class."
Nie Jinmei saw that it was time for class, but only half of the classroom was filled with students. She couldn't help but complain to Rong Zhengqing in a low voice.
Hearing this, Rong Zhengqing looked around.
Although she felt the same way, she still pulled Nie Jinmei's hand, signaling her not to say anything more.
After all, this was the major Song Zhi strongly recommended them to choose.
If she heard it, she might feel uncomfortable.
After receiving her gaze, Nie Jinmei reacted immediately and quickly shut her mouth.
However, many people around were also lamenting that their class had small student numbers.
"The mathematics department next door has five or six times as many students as our class. Sigh, the least popular major is really deserted."
"If I hadn't been transferred here because my scores weren't high enough, who would want to choose this crappy major?"
"If I had known this earlier, I would have tried harder and scored a few more points in the college entrance examination, and I wouldn't have been transferred here."
Many people sighed and regretted that they did not work hard enough, which led to them being assigned to such an unpopular major.
When Song Zhi and his group heard everyone's sighs, they looked at each other in confusion.
Those who voluntarily chose this major seemed to be the odd ones out in the class.
Song Zhi pursed her lips helplessly.
In the past two years, economics has indeed been the least popular major.
She didn't comment on this.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked in holding a notebook.
He walked straight to the podium, and after hearing the bustling noise below, he tapped the desk twice with his hand.
The crowd gradually quieted down.
After the noise had completely subsided, the middle-aged man spoke.
"Hello everyone, I'm your homeroom teacher, Liang Zhengyuan. You can also just call me Lao Liang..."
He wrote his name on the blackboard, introduced himself, and then looked at everyone with a smile.
While he was looking at everyone, many students were also looking at him.
After seeing their so-called class teacher not only wearing a washed-out Zhongshan suit, but also holding a torn notebook, many people sighed again.
"Economics is indeed an unpopular and hopeless major. Even the homeroom teacher looks so down and out."
Although their voices were small, the classroom was empty and extremely quiet, so such sounds suddenly became very abrupt.
Liang Zhengyuan, who was standing on the podium, obviously heard these voices. He was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at himself.
Is he dressed shabbily today?
Seeing the chalk dust on his cuffs, he burst out laughing but did not explain.
Hearing the sighs of the crowd, Song Zhi also set his eyes on the class teacher.
He just looked at everyone calmly, as if he didn't care about their words at all, and spoke calmly.
"Today is the first day of school, and it's also the most important class. First, we'll elect the class committee members, and then everyone can introduce themselves to each other and get to know each other."
Listening to his serious words, Song Zhi curled the corners of his mouth. However, getting to know each other on the first day was indeed an important thing.
"Well, let's first choose two leaders. Who do you think is qualified to be our class monitor and vice monitor? You can nominate yourself or we can elect one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the classroom exploded.
Many people raised their hands to recommend themselves.
Their class is composed of either poor students who were transferred here or students who entered with lower scores.
There is also a big age difference among us.
The youngest is not even twenty years old, and the oldest is thirty-six or thirty-seven.
For a while, no one was willing to give in to anyone else, and almost everyone recommended themselves.
"I'm the oldest, so I should be the monitor. Once I become the monitor, I will naturally take good care of everyone."
The oldest student stood up.
His age was not much different from that of his homeroom teacher Liang Zhengyuan. He really didn't want to be controlled by a bunch of young boys, so of course he wanted to be the class monitor himself.
"We are all classmates in the same class, so the class monitor should be chosen based on ability, not age. I think I have the ability to be the class monitor."
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice of opposition immediately arose in the class.
"I think we should go by grades. If nothing unexpected happens, my grades should be the best in the class, so why not let me do it?"
"I've been very caring and capable of management since I was a child, so let me do it!"
"I'm young and energetic, let me do it!"
Everyone was clamoring, and they all felt that they were the only ones capable of being elected class monitor.
In just a short while, the whole classroom was as lively as a vegetable market.
Song Zhi, Ran Qiu and their group did not join in the fight, but sat there quietly watching the fun.
"Guess who will be the squad leader in the end?"
Nie Jinmei happily looked at the classmates who were talking about all kinds of advantages, and asked Song Zhi and others.
Song Zhi shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.
Ran Qiu also looked at Liang Zhengyuan who was frowning slightly on the stage.
Who will become the class monitor depends on the opinion of his class teacher.
Sure enough, the next second, Liang Zhengyuan knocked on the desk several times in frustration before everyone quieted down.
"Everyone is right. Since you are all in the same class, the person with the highest grades should naturally be the class monitor."
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