Listening to Gong Xing's speech with a smile, competing for the position of cultural and arts committee member does not require too many requirements; the key is to have a talented mind and be familiar with talents. Gong Xing's maternal elders used to be slaves to rich girls.
Her grandmother learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting from the young lady. However, turmoil came and the rich young lady and her family went abroad. The slaves were released, and Gong Xing's grandmother got married after she was released. Decades passed, and Gong Xing learned the talents of music, chess, calligraphy and painting from her grandmother.
During her introduction, Zhong Yuxiu was pleasantly surprised to find that this girl could actually embroider; not ordinary embroidery, but real double-sided embroidery. Double-sided embroidery is rare both in ancient times and in modern times. With this skill alone, Gong Xing will not be bad in the future.
"Student Gong Xing gave a great speech and is very talented. Why don't we ask Gong Xing to perform for us? Instead of dancing, how about drawing on the blackboard with chalk? What do you think?" Zhong Yuxiu led the applause, intending to test Gong Xing's specific background.
"good."
The applause continued, Gong Xing smiled and nodded, "Then I will show you my ugly side."
Holding a piece of chalk, Gong Xing drew a picture of white plum blossoms and magpies with smooth lines on the blackboard; the chalk was white, so there was no red plum blossom to be seen, only white plum blossoms.
"Not bad," he praised with a smile. "It seems there's a hidden talent in our class. Gong Xing's painting skills are quite good; he uses the technique of flowing water. This technique requires very strong wrist strength, which shows that it takes years of hard practice. You have the thought and patience to integrate it into your craft. You are very talented in this area."
Gong Xing was filled with surprise and looked back at Zhong Yuxiu, "Professor Zhong, are you also interested in painting techniques?"
"I've studied it before, but I don't have the heart to do it now. You go down first and let other students come up to give speeches." Zhong Yuxiu smiled. In ancient times, for a lady from a noble family, poetry, etiquette, music, chess, calligraphy and painting were compulsory courses. Other ladies studied for their excellent talents so that they could marry into a good family, but she studied for self-cultivation and to kill time. With time, she would naturally learn it.
Gong Xing didn't quite believe it. The fact that she could explain the essence of flowing and graceful description showed that it was not an ordinary research. However, she still walked down from the podium. The evening study time was limited, and only two classmates had given speeches, and the rest had not yet gone on stage.
It’s still unknown how many people will compete.
"Okay, please invite the next student to come to the stage."
The class atmosphere was lively, and surprisingly, half the class was competing for the position. One must understand that if they manage to compete for class leadership, the five years they'll have been through will be a valuable experience for them, and they'll naturally have priority in future job placements. Class leaders have frequent contact with professors and excel in their grades, so they're naturally the first people the professors consider when assigning positions.
For various reasons, people with ideas, ambitions, and a sense of responsibility want to go and fight for it.
When the bell rang for the second evening self-study get out of class, Zhong Yuxiu discussed with everyone and decided not to end the get out of class; they also made use of their spare time, and everyone finished their speeches when the third class was about to end.
"Are there any other classmates who want to compete?" Zhong Yuxiu asked.
"No."
“I don’t compete.”
"Professor Zhong, can we vote now?"
Zhong Yuxiu nodded. "Okay, let's vote anonymously. Just write down the name of the person you're voting for. Remember to write the position you're vying for before your name. Okay, let's get started."
The students actively tore off a piece of paper and wrote down the names of their favorite students on it; those who participated in the speech could also vote, with no restrictions on whether to vote for themselves.
The written notes were placed on the podium one by one and everyone sat back down. Zhong Yuxiu picked them up one by one, read them, and took notes on the blackboard.
Squad leaders: Chen Yuzhu, eight votes; Yan Yunxi, four votes; Yan Xiangguo, four votes.
Deputy monitor: Tian Lingling, three votes.
Study Committee Member: Feng Luoyun, two votes.
League Secretary......
Cultural and Art Committee Member: Gong Xing, six votes.
......
There were thirty-five people in the class. The ones who gave excellent speeches received the most votes, while the others basically only had one or two votes. She did not implement an individual voting method, but a collective one, which was faster and would not waste time.
Even if some of the final contenders don’t get any votes, she can still intervene and directly appoint them.
Needless to say, the appointment was clear at a glance; Chen Yuzhu secured eight votes and successfully won the position of class monitor. The other students who competed would be judged by the number of votes, and the one with no competition would be the one who came up to give a speech.
When the school bell rang, the class leaders were decided.
"Okay, the class leaders have been decided. The class monitor will organize everyone to pick up the textbooks tomorrow. There's one student in our class who hasn't arrived yet, so remember to pick up her textbooks as well. There are a total of 36 sets of textbooks."
Fu Hongxia's case needed to be thoroughly investigated. She had privately looked at Fu Hongxia's admission scores; they were over 380, which was quite high considering the admission score at the time. Therefore, she became even more suspicious of Fu Hongxia's authenticity.
It's not without basis. Fu Hongxia followed her mother and made trouble all the way. If she was a smart person, she would know to keep the peace. She made such a scene as soon as she arrived at the school, offending everyone in the dormitory and many professors. Would a truly smart person do this?
Almost mentally retarded.
After leaving the classroom, Zhong Yuxiu breathed a sigh of relief as the class issues were resolved; she returned to the office, packed up her things and left. As she walked out of the school gate, Haonan and Tian Shangguo came over.
"Comrade Zhong, are you ready to go home?"
"Well, let's go home. The wind is cold and snow is falling, so the way back is not easy to walk on." The snow was slippery and no one was cleaning it up in the middle of the night.
The cleaners only clean in the early morning or during the day, and no one is responsible at night.
Haonan nodded. "Okay, let's go home and ask Goudan to make you a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea to get rid of the cold."
"No need, I'm not that cold." With psychic powers, how cold could it be? At most, it would be cold enough to irritate the skin on my face.
"You should drink a bowl to ward off the cold, too. It's very cold at night. With the north wind blowing and snow falling, the dampness and cold air will accumulate in your body. Sooner or later, you'll get sick. Your health is the most important thing." There was no nanny to supervise him. Li Yun had been sentenced again, and no one came to his side anymore. They were men, and it would be inconvenient for them to care for Comrade Zhong Yuxiu. "How about we get you a nanny who can take care of you?"
Zhong Yuxiu turned around and glanced at them, then shook her head decisively. "No, we have enough people in our family. Goudan can do whatever is needed. His cooking is just as good as anyone else's. He can make nourishing soups and a variety of dishes. The knowledge in his head is greater than that of a human brain."
A nanny who is worse than Goudan, what’s the point of having her?
"You're right, but Comrade Tian and I don't know how to take care of your health." Naturally, he didn't know what kind of nourishing soup he should ask Goudan to make.
Zhong Yuxiu said, "I'll tell Goudan, don't worry."
"Well, if you feel any discomfort, tell us immediately. Or go to the hospital for a checkup. You should talk to Goudan about the treatment." Haonan paused and continued, "Otherwise, we can send someone over."
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