Chapter 105 Nobles 3
Silver Oak places great importance on students' overall qualities. After the first two weeks of orientation courses for new students, a week is specially set aside for various organizations, clubs, and associations to carry out recruitment work. Various promotional booths are lined up on both sides of the wide and straight Silver Oak Avenue.
Furthermore, due to the sudden emergence of special admissions students this year, the entire school is paying close attention to the recruitment process, and every move it makes attracts a lot of discussion.
In the anonymous tree hole.
What am I seeing?! Is this not a hallucination?!
[If I'm not mistaken, that was the student council office building. Wasn't that the president just now getting on the elevator?]
Although she was elected unanimously, Jinbao had never been to the student affairs office before—that's something I never expected!
[Family members, your wife is alive, return home immediately!]
[Can non-student council members still watch this? TAT I have some fake materials, I just want to secretly see what Young Master Lu looks like.]
[...I advise you not to get too excited. Today is the final interview for recruitment. It seems the president is only here for the special admissions students. It's hilarious! The vice president rushed over, but before he even met the students, the president brought the special admissions students into the office.]
[Office, door closed, alone.]
[#PrivatePlace #Toys #EarlyChildhoodEducation]
[The president wouldn't be so bored as to look at the tree hole, would he? And the Lu family wouldn't be staring at the tree hole all day long, would they? I'm sorry, but I really can't help but imagine some really bad scenarios...]
That's terrible.
[Uh, actually, there really are members of the Lu family keeping an eye on us. Families with even a little capital have a fixed public relations budget. But this kind of discussion should be kept within acceptable limits. Just don't make any connections. Someone actually fantasized about the chairman before and got caught in person. Not only was the company ruined, but their future, family, and all their lifeline were gone.]
[It seems the Knights aren't entirely useless; they're doing a good job protecting the princess... So when are they recruiting? I'm from 19023, with three high-level projects, two management internships at giant corporations, and four public relations experiences. I have all the certifications I need and am determined to dedicate everything to protecting the princess. [fist pump][fighting]]
Sorry, we have a bloodline requirement here.
Therefore, the name "Jinbao" was tacitly approved by Jinbao; it's a good name.
Actually, the president was conducting a very serious interview, yes.
[Jinbao's face has absolutely nothing to do with that kind of thing. Can't we stop attributing a bunch of trashy, delusional people's thoughts to Jinbao? It's filthy and repulsive.]
[Is it on the head or on the face? [wink]] [This reply has been deleted]
If it's just pure physical contact and innocent kisses, the student council president is probably the serious and responsible type when it comes to relationships. He'll gently hold you and kiss you, initially just a gentlemanly lick of the lips, gradually deepening the kiss as you get used to it. If it's the student council president, no extra stimulation is needed; just a hug is enough.
[Oh, Jinbao Tonic! It's been secretly doing something naughty behind our backs TT]
Lu Xuejin's office is usually vacant, but it is always cleaned, and even when it is suddenly used, it is always in good order and spotless.
"Why do you want to join the student council?" He sat in the leather chair, his hands folded under his chin, looking at the silent man with gentle eyes, conducting the interview very seriously.
Although Chenmo didn't apply for a student council position, he told the vice president to put Chenmo's resume into the recruitment pool. While the competitors were waiting for their interviews in the conference hall downstairs, Chenmo was called to the office alone.
He woke up very early, his muscular physique concealed by a well-tailored suit, and his gold-rimmed glasses gave him a refined and scholarly air.
"Firstly, it's to better serve my classmates; secondly, it's to improve my own abilities; and thirdly, I greatly admire my senior." Her eyes, hidden behind her glasses, curved slightly, and when she smiled, she bore a striking resemblance to Lu Xuejin.
How would you rate yourself?
Silence: "I'm very useful."
Lu Xuejin tilted her head. "So, what can you bring to the student council and to me? By the way, this interview is for the position of my secretary."
Silence stared intently at the young man behind the mahogany table, lingering on his naturally affectionate eyes and lips.
While trying to guess Lu Xuejin's intention in asking the question—what kind of answer does his wife need to cooperate with the game? What role should he play now?
After a moment's thought, a sly glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a silent and open manner, "President, I can handle all the troublesome things you don't want to deal with, clean up the mess, and leave no trace. I'm very suitable to be a dog."
A very proud tone.
Lu Xuejin leaned back slightly, the chair back creaking softly. He looked down at the silence, as if assessing whether a tool was suitable.
"Oh?" The voice was unreadable, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carrying a hint of amusement. "Even if I ordered you to kill someone?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Mo responded with a light and natural tone, as if discussing the weather: "Who to kill?"
It was as if, as soon as Lu Xuejin uttered a name, he would immediately go out and take that person's life.
Lu Xuejin stared at him quietly for a few seconds.
She slightly raised her chin, then silently walked across the wooden table to stand in front of him.
Lu Xuejin slid the chair aside, and without warning, lifted her foot, placing her white sneakers on the smooth, dark floor, the edges of which were stained with a little dust brought in from outside.
"My shoes are dirty," Lu Xuejin said with a smile. "Help me clean them, junior."
This is an utterly insulting order, enough to enrage anyone with a shred of decency.
The smile on his silent face remained unchanged, without even a second of hesitation. He naturally squatted down on one knee, pinched his ankle with his fingers, gently lifted it, and pressed it against his knee. He took out a neatly folded white handkerchief from his pocket, lowered his head, and carefully wiped the surface and edges of his shoes. His movements were focused, even somewhat devout.
With gentle yet efficient movements, the shoe was quickly polished to a shine.
Lu Xuejin rested her chin on her hand and looked at him. "You remind me of a friend."
The thick, hard fingers gripping her ankle stiffened, awaiting the next description. However, Lu Xuejin seemed to have only mentioned it casually, as if it were a sudden recollection, without intending to elaborate further.
Dong Yao watched this scene silently.
The two didn't reveal any specific relationship, as if they were seeing each other for the first time in the dormitory building. But at this moment, even a stranger observing could clearly sense the extremely special atmosphere between the two.
One takes it for granted to exert control and humiliation, while the other willingly and even enjoys it, accepting it all.
They had an unspoken understanding.
Soon, the tightly closed office door swung open, and dozens of eyes rushed over. The president walked out first, still incomparably beautiful and pure. The special admission student followed closely behind, looking like a miner, his broad back almost blocking out the light.
Both of them had smiles on their faces, making one wonder what was going on behind the door.
Countless people vented their love and longing for Lu Xuejin in anonymous online forums, lamenting that she was high above and unattainable. Yet, even though she was right in front of them, no one dared to approach her, beg for affection, as they fantasized about in the forums.
The floor suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The president is here!
Some people were dizzy thinking, how could someone's eyes be so gentle? They were about to drown in it. Who would control Lu Xuejin and stop her from spreading her charm everywhere?
"Xiao Chen." Lu Xuejin found her target in the quiet crowd and said cheerfully, "My secretary position has been vacant for a while. You've been recruiting for several years but haven't been able to find anyone. I found someone myself and would like to ask you to help me register his information."
Everyone stared in astonishment at the silence—the secretary?!
The news spread like wildfire throughout Silver Oak.
Another upheaval has occurred in the anonymous online forum.
Everyone thought Shen Mo was ambitious and had big plans. He went to great lengths and used all sorts of tricks to gain the favor of the chairman and rise to the top in one step.
The student council president's secretary has always been a position of real power, an extension of the president's will, and sometimes even able to overshadow the vice president. And Lu Xuejin's secretary is an even more infuriating position. Just imagine an outsider who can be in constant contact with Lu Xuejin, stay by his side, and act in his name...
What merit or ability does a lowly commoner possess?
Jealousy spread like poisonous ivy throughout every corner of the campus.
Everyone wanted to replace silence with silence.
However, only Silent knew that behind every "power" that Lu Xuejin entrusted to him lay a poisoned blade.
On his first day in office, he was assigned several tasks, including mediating disputes among aristocratic children with long-standing grudges and complicated backgrounds, and reviewing club activity plans. Each task was either tedious or prone to offending people. As a commoner with no background, it was difficult for him to subdue those unruly aristocratic children.
Lu Xuejin tirelessly pushed him to the forefront, to the very center of all contradictions and malice.
He remained silent and composed, seemingly unaware of the dangers lurking behind his work.
Back in the dorm, Zhou Yan couldn't wait to ask about what had happened. Mo Chen initially didn't want to talk to humans, but then he thought that a qualified special recruit toy should stick together with its own kind for warmth in the early stages of the game, so that they could become enemies or stage other dramas later. So he skipped the shoe-shining incident and told his roommate everything.
At first, when Zhou Yan heard that he was able to be alone in a room with the president and was being questioned so gently by the president, a hint of jealousy appeared between his brows. But when he heard about the work he had taken on, he almost jumped up: "These people deliberately assigned this to you! It's so ruthless!"
Unlike Silent, who knew nothing about Silver Oak, he rattled off the hidden dangers behind it and anxiously advised Silent, "Old Shen, these things are too troublesome, and you can't handle them at all. You'll offend a lot of people, and those nobles could destroy us with a single finger. Why don't you talk to the chairman about your difficulties? He's very understanding and would never force you."
"They just want to force you to make a mistake and kick you out of the student council. You were the first one to squeeze in from among the special admissions students. You can't let yourself fall into their trap!" Zhou Yan said worriedly, concerned about whether Mo Chen could stay in the student council.
Silently adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses in front of the mirror, he heard this and his eyes behind the lenses curved into a smile, his expression flawless: "Don't worry, they wouldn't dare do anything to me. The president is behind me; with him there, who would dare to lay a hand on me?"
He will be a good henchman, the perfect accomplice, just like they were in the past.
That moment of laughter, when it fell on Zhou Yan's eyes, was dazzling and blinding.
Looking at him, Zhou Yan opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. Only the confusion and a hint of barely perceptible jealousy in his eyes deepened.
He couldn't understand why silence was the exception when they were all specially admitted students, who should all be studying in the shadows under the Silver Oak tree, who should all be bowing and scraping to those superiors for a peaceful campus life. Why?!
They weren't even allowed to get close to Lu Xuejin's activity area, yet their silence repeatedly managed to attract Lu Xuejin's attention.
He must have used some underhanded methods. Just like the person who secretly connected with a young master behind his back and thus shed his status as a special admissions student.
Zhou Yan calmly poured the clothes into the washing machine.
At this moment, Lu Xuejin remained in the office searching for more challenging tasks, intending to hand them over to Chenmo later.
Dongyao suddenly said, "What do you think of him? Can you tell me? I used to think you two were lovers, but now it seems you're not, but you definitely have a special feeling for him."
Dong Yao roughly figured out Lu Xuejin's personality: curious and arrogant, he played with everything. Human emotions were his favorite food. The fact that such a fickle person could tirelessly manipulate the same object was enough to illustrate the special nature of silence.
"Um……"
Lu Xuejin pondered for a moment, then instead of answering directly, she asked slyly, "Are you jealous of him?"
The consciousness in his mind remained silent for a moment, then Dong Yao admitted in an unusually calm, even somewhat cold and mocking tone: "Yes, I am jealous."
"We are the only two experimental subjects remaining in the lab. The Empire completely formatted me back then, but didn't deal with him because he showed an extremely submissive personality towards his family from a young age, and his abilities gradually became mediocre." Dong Yao's voice was flat. "I hide in the shadows, unable to see the light, while he can live openly like a human being, having a family, a career, and even a lover. Can't I be jealous?"
Isn't it ridiculous that a monster hides among the people, is respected and worshipped? And if a monster could possess the ability to love, would he dare reveal his true form to his partner? I'm very curious.
Fortunately, the Empire finally realized the danger of a bastard occupying the border and sent people to retrieve him. I followed their trail, wanting to see who his lover was, and that's how I met you.
Looking back at how she initially pretended to be lively and impersonated a system to deceive the host into completing tasks, and Lu Xuejin, who pretended to be weak and innocent and deeply loved silence, the encounter between the two con artists and the ensuing healing drama of "saving her husband" is truly a bit comical.
Lu Xuejin smiled enigmatically: "Your bodies contain both the genes of intangible things and the composition of humans, so how can you say you 'look like a human'? He is clearly a human."
Dong Yao said coldly, "Is that so? But the Empire doesn't think so."
"Don't be so self-deprecating."
Lu Xuejin reached out and took the hole ball out, holding it in her arms and gently stroking it as if to comfort her. Her eyes were filled with tenderness that could almost drown a person.
Dongyao didn't know what to say.
Lu Xuejin opened her mouth and said, "You're still pretty good. You're a lot of fun."
Dong Yao: [……]
Should it feel honored to receive such praise?
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