Chapter 512 Imperial University President: What do you want? [1st Update]
She took out a pen from her bag and prepared to start writing down names.
Most of the freshmen knew Yan Anhe.
As the president of the student union, Yan Anhe also delivered a speech at the opening ceremony.
In addition, she was very beautiful and academically outstanding, making her easy to identify.
However, only the students in the biology department knew that Yan Anhe was also the niece of their professor, Yan Ruoxue.
Yan Anhe had a very strong background at Imperial University.
Even the scions of some prominent families in the capital, as long as they are studying at the Capital University, would not dare to offend her.
After all, many things are managed by the student council.
Many scholarship-granting activities are organized and awarded by the student union.
As the president of the student council, Yan Anhe naturally wielded considerable power.
The person in first place right now is a boy, who is also a little nervous: "Ying Shen, Senior Yan, she..."
The incident involving the Ying family caused quite a stir online, and they all knew that the Mu and Nie families had joined forces to support Ying Zijin.
But this is Imperial University, and no family can interfere in the affairs of Imperial University.
Yan Anhe is a junior in college, and she has accumulated far more connections than Ying Zijin.
The students were a little flustered and couldn't help but regret blocking Ying Zijin here.
And by sheer coincidence, the student council president has run into her, which will bring her a lot of trouble.
"It's alright." Ying Zijing took the pen, signed her name again, and reassured the students. Her voice was calm. "189xxxx4673, that's the phone number for my department head."
Yan Anhe was so angry she laughed.
Just as her aunt had said, she was far too arrogant and conceited.
The student council has the right to issue disciplinary actions.
Never before has a student dared to break school rules and act so arrogantly.
Yan Anhe nodded, her tone indifferent: "Okay, I'll make the call."
Holding the workbook in one hand, she took out her phone with the other and dialed the number.
The students queuing for autographs and photos became even more nervous.
Seven or eight seconds later, the call was connected.
Yan Anhe greeted him politely, "Hello, I am Yan Anhe, the president of the student council."
"Okay, Yan Anhe." A gentle voice came from the other end. "What is it? I'm a bit busy right now. If it's not important, we can talk when I get back to school."
"It's quite important." Yan Anhe glanced at the girl still signing autographs, and with a hint of annoyance, recounted the incident. "She caused chaos at the school. She's the top scorer in the college entrance examination. Is this how she sets an example?"
"Oh, you mean this? I know about it." After thinking for two seconds, the other person spoke up, "Ying Zijin came to see me today. I thought the students at school would be very excited, so I told the security office. It was a mistake not to notify the student council in advance."
Yan Anhe frowned: "The school is a public place, and we don't even know if it's the same department. If there's an event, it needs to be reported to the student union and the school leaders. Do you think you can just—"
Before she could finish speaking, a voice rang out from the other end of the phone: "Principal, the meeting is about to begin."
Yan Anhe's expression changed: "School, School..."
But he couldn't utter the last word.
She then suddenly realized that the number she dialed looked familiar.
It is the mobile phone number of Chen Junxian, the president of Beijing University.
Yan Anhe's face turned pale in an instant.
She looked up and saw several security guards carrying several cases of water walking past in the distance.
"Alright, Yan Anhe," Chen Junxian said in a calm tone, "I have to go to a meeting soon. Is there anything else?"
Yan Anhe forced a smile: "Okay, okay, please go ahead. I'm so sorry to bother you."
The call was abruptly ended.
Yan Anhe gripped her phone, feeling the sunlight was particularly glaring, as if it were mocking her.
She pursed her lips, glanced quickly at Ying Zijing, and then turned and left without saying a word.
The students were all somewhat bewildered.
What kind of department head could scare Yan Anhe like this?
Ying Zijing stretched her wrists, then signed her name, and casually drew a pig's head as well.
The boy left happily after receiving the autograph.
Another girl was in line.
The girl hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up, in a very soft voice: "Ying Shen, aren't you afraid that Senior Yan will make things difficult for you?"
"Hmm?" Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "She can give it a try."
As a charlatan, she always believed in cause and effect and karma.
She doesn't intentionally create cause and effect.
"Ying Shen, no matter what, you should still be careful." The girl put away the autograph, then remembered something and asked curiously, "By the way, Ying Shen, you didn't come to the opening ceremony either. Which department are you in?"
Ying Zijing pondered for a moment: "I'll be doing military training with the biology department next month."
She didn't even know which department she was in.
The professors in those departments were all scrambling to get her to stay in a particular department during her military training.
I'd rather not have a department.
**
Soon, discussions about what happened at the activity center appeared on the Imperial University forum, and people from the Imperial Academy of Drama also came.
[I'm speechless. What the hell was that woman who showed up today? Without even asking why, she threatened to give my boss a warning or punishment? Everyone at the drama academy is furious.]
[The student council president's aunt is a professor, you know what that means.]
[Well, Senior Yan is a really nice person, and she's also incredibly academically gifted, ranking first in her year in the medical department every year with a perfect GPA and receiving a national scholarship. She's just a bit arrogant.]
[What does whether she's good or bad have to do with her targeting me, Ying Shen?]
[I can see she's targeting this junior, Ying. But let me give you a heads-up: the student union can help develop your management skills, but it's best to avoid it if possible. Instead, use your time to join the science and technology association. I can guide you in soldering circuit boards and assembling computers, and you can also earn points for participating in research competitions. Isn't that more enjoyable than being in the student union?]
[The Science and Technology Association upstairs, don't be so blatant about poaching people. Come join the school debate team, and the senior students will guide you in debating. Also, just between you and me, the atmosphere in this year's student council is terrible.]
[The student council atmosphere is bad? I want to quit.]
[Want a refund? +1]
The forums, Weibo accounts, and other social media platforms are managed by the student union members, so they naturally saw these comments.
"President," the vice president said cautiously, "quite a few people on the forum have said they want to quit the student union."
"Make them withdraw." Yan Anhe was already furious, and upon hearing this, her expression darkened. "Those who withdraw will not receive any extra points for conduct in any student council activities in the future."
The final scholarship evaluation is based on a combination of GPA and merit scores.
Students who participate in many activities can score 20 to 30 points on their overall performance evaluation in a semester.
The vice president wiped his sweat: "This...this isn't quite right."
Yan Anhe remained silent, her anger growing even stronger.
A freshman dares to disregard the authority of a senior student.
Moreover, what she couldn't understand the most was why the principal would indulge Ying Zijing so much.
He's just a top scorer in the college entrance examination.
Thankfully, she didn't turn on speakerphone today, otherwise she would have lost all face.
The vice president knew that Yan Anhe was in a bad mood, so he voluntarily left.
**
It was already 5:30 when Ying Zijing finished signing the last name.
It was almost time for the last class to end, so she quickly packed her things, put on her mask, and left through the west gate of Imperial University.
If it had been any later, Ying Zijin estimated that she would have had to stay at Imperial University today.
The west gate is in a remote location, leading to a small grove of trees where there are few people.
Fu Yunshen didn't wear a mask either, and leaned against the car with his long legs bent.
Ying Zijing got into the car and showed him her wrist, indicating that she didn't want to move at all: "My hand is numb from signing for three hours."
"Yeah, thanks for your hard work." Fu Yunshen said lazily, "You're so popular, it puts pressure on me."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and fastened her seatbelt.
The man's deep-set eyes were furrowed, and his expression was very serious.
From this angle, you can see his long eyelashes and high nose bridge.
Ying Zijing raised her left hand and poked Fu Yunshen's face.
Then I realized that poking like this actually feels pretty good.
So she poked it again.
When she poked for the third time, her hand was grabbed.
Their fingers were separated, and that hand clasped together with hers.
An electric current suddenly arose.
The interior of the car was very small, as if the air had stopped flowing.
Fu Yunshen slowly pulled the girl into his arms, his forehead touching hers: "Little girl, tell me honestly, was the only reason you were willing to talk to me in the first place just because of your face?"
Ying Zijing looked at him for a few seconds and then said, "Hmm."
"And now?"
"Because of you."
The girl's voice remained as calm and understated as ever, yet it could easily stir the heartstrings.
An intense surge of emotion overwhelmed my heart.
Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes curved into a smile as he patted her head: "Me too, my girlfriend."
He got up, turned the steering wheel, and started driving.
Ying Zijing leaned against the car window, resting with her eyes half-closed.
Xiu Yu is still in O Continent.
After all, the Xiu family has a long-term cooperative relationship with the Manson family, and there are many things to discuss.
As for the Bevin family, after Rita gave the antidote she had concocted to the Bevin family head, he quickly woke up.
The Bevin family is currently conducting a full-scale search for the traitor.
At the red light, Fu Yunshen tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingers: "Yaoyao, are you going to participate in military training?"
"Hmm." Ying Zijin's phoenix eyes were half-closed, and she said lazily, "Take a vacation and have some fun."
“I see.” Fu Yunshen lifted his eyelids and smiled. “Do you need an instructor? I can apply.”
Ying Zijing opened her eyes and looked at him: "Instructor?"
“Yes, in previous years, Imperial University’s military training has always been conducted in cooperation with the First Team,” Fu Yunshen said. “So the training intensity is relatively high.”
In particular, the official members of the One Team have all trained in the Seventh Special Zone and are very strong; they are more than capable of undergoing military training once.
"Anyway, I don't want you."
"..."
OK.
That's ruthless.
“Then I can only inspect as a leader.” Fu Yunshen raised his hand to loosen his collar. “Let’s see how our little one’s training results are.”
Ying Zijin glanced at him: "If you put it that way, I'm also a leader."
She was in the first team, and her name was listed, ranking second only to Nie Yi.
"Then, leader—" he turned his head, his voice tinged with laughter, "what special privileges do I have?"
Ying Zijin narrowed her eyes slightly and raised her hand.
The next instant, Fu Yunshen's back tensed, his voice deepening and becoming somewhat hoarse: "Yaoyao?"
"Sir." Ying Zijing slowly withdrew her hand and yawned. "Your abs feel pretty good to the touch."
Fu Yunshen paused, then raised his voice at the end: "Hmm?"
The tactile sensation has disappeared, but the shivering feeling remains.
Even through a shirt, it can make people lose control.
Some people are truly amazing; once they start flirting, they're astounding.
For the first time, Fu Yunshen seriously doubted his own self-control and self-discipline.
**
night.
Female dormitory at Beijing University.
The freshmen were still excitedly discussing the day's events, their faces beaming with excitement.
A girl was pulling at her hair, deep in thought and looking very troubled.
"What are you thinking about?" my roommate asked, holding a bath basket. "I'm going to take a shower, are you coming?"
"Sure, but I'm still conflicted." The girl scratched her head. "Don't you think that phone number looked familiar today?"
"No, I haven't even memorized my new phone number yet, let alone any other number," my roommate sighed. "But I also want to know who scared Yan Anhe like that, it would be so satisfying!"
When the student council came to recruit new members, some of the senior students acted arrogantly and haughtily.
After joining the student union, I was assigned a bunch of trivial tasks, and I wasn't allowed to go back to the dormitory until I finished them.
They felt great satisfaction after Yan Anhe suffered a setback with Ying Zijin today.
The girl was racking her brains as she packed up her bathing supplies.
Suddenly, she slapped her forehead: "I remember now."
My roommate stopped too: "What?"
The girl quickly took out the freshman handbook from the bookshelf and flipped through it.
The last page lists the office landline and work mobile phone numbers of the school leaders.
It's very clear, very obvious.
Chen Junxian, President of Beijing University: 189xxxx4673
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