Chapter 183 The New Student Council



Looking at the words Tang Wan had written, Gou Xi asked with some doubt, "Does Zhizhi manage two departments all by herself?"

"Who is the head of the consulting department?"

Tang Wan stretched out her hand and pointed to herself.

Gou Xi is fine now.

That's for sure. Someone like Fu Wenzhi is clearly not someone who can be controlled.

Besides Tangtang, Gou Xi really couldn't figure out who else could control Fu Wenzhi.

It's estimated that if those people walked up to Fu Wenzhi, he would just smile and ignore them.

As Gou Xi pondered this, she looked up at Fu Wenzhi, who was standing next to Tang Wan.

For some reason, she seemed to see the black fox tail behind Fu Wenzhi, swaying contentedly.

She shook her head vigorously, banishing these far-fetched thoughts from her mind, and then returned to the present moment, looking at the officers that Tang Wan had chosen.

"As for Fu Wenzhi..."

Name: Tang Wan

After a long while, the student timidly raised his head.

"It seems that a small portion of the newly appointed staff members are from the board of directors' families."

My hands gripped the hem of my shirt tightly behind me, and my legs trembled like a frightened quail.

Everything was so comfortable, so pleasant, so soft.

You would sit in the consultation room for an hour and a half every day before going back with Fu Wenzhi, Lu Ze, and Gou Xi.

Upon hearing this, the player who had been gazing out the window for many years sat down next to the player who had been playing chess for many years and asked with little interest, "Is it because the president didn't get first place this time?"

Most of the student council members are students with good grades and good family backgrounds.

There were no student council members from the junior high school standing in the meeting room, staring at the information on the screen, and they fell silent for a moment.

We applied to the school for the counseling department's activity space and were ready to stay there.

Even outside that room, there lingered a gentle, intoxicating fragrance.

Perhaps in the minds of these bullied students, the new student council will also be just like that.

The Minister of Sports, who was standing nearby, reached out and helped the old man up, muttering, "He really knows how to bring up the most sensitive topics."

Tang Wan and Fu Wenzhi were unaware that no one in the junior high school was talking about them.

We stand at the pinnacle of power, looking down upon our classmates.

After those words were spoken, the meeting room became even quieter.

"Is this conference president more capable than him?"

[...]

"You heard from your sister that you got this student council president into school afterward."

My voice was gentle, like a spring breeze, and filled with a smile: "You've seen me before, at the international mini-competition."

Grades are important, but they are less important than life.

"You remember that Tang Wan? She seems to be the friend who pushed Pei family to withdraw from tent sales, right? She became the chairman right away. Can you really win people over?"

"That's hilarious! Who would go to those adults to solve their problems? Hahaha, that'll crack you up."

Finally, on the tenth day, the counseling room welcomed its first student.

The golden sunlight fell on the soft plush carpet specially arranged in Tangwan, and also tinted the surrounding green plants with gold.

The one in the lead was not Tang Wan.

Nobody comes.

Tang Wan only spent one day investigating the tasks assigned to her.

Name: Fu Wenzhi

She wanted a diverse range of talents, and she wanted all the students to live mischievously.

However, when the frontline consulting department appeared, our discussions became even quieter.

"Huh? Admission to university? Does this mean all eight board member families are going to refuse? Can you represent all eight families by yourself?"

[Class: Grade 7 (A)]

"Huh? How come no one else is allowed to drop out, even someone ranked 200th? Why?"

[Class: Grade 1 (A)]

"Anyway, you're going. Let them go. Who would talk to someone about such private things? That conference chairman is too presumptuous."

Tang Wan, however, did the opposite.

"What does 'consulting department' mean? Does it mean they want to communicate with you directly?"

Tang Wan opened her mouth and uttered a sentence from her throat.

After sitting in the center for many years, he placed the chess pieces in his hand and then said, "This chairman named Tang Wan is the adopted son of the Lu family and is related to the Si family by blood."

However, Tang Wan was very impatient.

Even in our youth and old age, our small family didn't waste any time; we were also learning and doing our homework in the counseling room.

As Tang Wan wrote down the name of the first officer, the small screen in the center of the student body displayed the latest information on officers from the university department.

However, no one spoke up.

“Fu Wenzhi is from Jingjiao. Perhaps they are more interested in the old-established families of Hong Kong than families that are involved in the financial industry.”

"First grade? Holy crap, what were I doing in the lower grades? Getting pinned down by an older guy?"

"The receptionist is really cunning..."

But one day, two days, eight days...

The junior high school student council president looked at the face that was contemplating, placed a chess piece in his hand, and murmured, "How could he possibly be content to be above others?"

Behind my eyes was a large, scarred hand, with a gummy candy lying quietly in its palm.

Tang Wan heard our discussion but didn't pay any attention to it.

"Our grades are consistently bad; we're usually in the bottom ten."

However, the student who returned was Gri.

The heavy door was pushed open, and the gentle afterglow shone through the glass window at the top.

Besides people like Xiong Sizhu who specifically target places without surveillance cameras, there are also many who call classmates out of school to bully them.

However, our president simply waved his hand, his eyes crinkling into slits as he smiled, and said, "Well, not this time."

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