I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 345 The harem must not interfere in politics
After the first class, during the break, Mei Mengqian and Li Yan thought that apart from club applications, there would be nothing else to do today.

Unexpectedly, two student council members came in and asked them to attend a meeting.

They recognized the visitor; she was Gao Shan, who was in charge of scheduling the broadcasting staff and was currently a senior in high school.

"Sister Shanshan, when did we become student council members? Weren't we always broadcasters?" Li Yan asked.

Gao Shan looked at him questioningly, "Didn't I tell you guys back then? I must have forgotten. Everyone in our broadcasting department is automatically a member of the student council."

"We're mainly in charge of broadcasting, so we rarely get called in for other things."

"Oh." Li Yan nodded, vaguely recalling that it seemed to be the same in his previous life.
"What's the matter this time?"

"The student council president election is underway. The current student council president is the class monitor of the senior year's top class and doesn't have time to manage the student council right now. The two vice presidents are in a similar situation."

Mei Mengqian found it quite novel, but she didn't want to take up her free time.

"It doesn't matter whether we go or not in the election."

"No, that's not true." Gao Shan smiled. "Everyone has a chance. Judging from the votes, Mei Mengqian and Li Yan are very popular within our student union."

"How come we didn't know?"

"You guys always run away after broadcasting, how am I supposed to catch you?!"

Mei Mengqian thought about it and realized it made sense. She recalled how Gao Shan had come to them every time to try and get closer to them, but had always ended up empty-handed. She immediately felt embarrassed.

"Let's go then. Will it take a long time?" Li Yan asked. He also wanted to see this organization that dominated the campus.

He had seen student unions in universities; the good ones were all the same, while the bad ones were varied and diverse.

Gao Shan answered his question immediately.

"It won't take long. The student council only has about fifty members in total, and many senior members will leave after the election."

"Is Sister Shanshan also withdrawing?"

"I will stay for another semester. In the second half of my senior year, I really won't have time."

Gao Shan smiled, glanced at the two of them, and joked, "What, is one of you going to take over my job?"

"No, we'll have to be on edge then too," Mei Mengqian shook her head repeatedly.

“That makes sense. You guys are in the top class, unlike me. I’m an art student, and I had to prepare for the art exam back then.”

"art?"

"Correct!"

The three chatted casually and soon arrived at an empty classroom.

The place is already full of people.

As soon as Li Yan and Mei Mengqian entered, they attracted a lot of attention.

"Oh my, the singer is here!"

A cow greeted Li Yan.

Some people just glanced at it out of curiosity.

Most of the students at the school knew Li Yan, but Li Yan didn't know them.

They found a place to sit down, and the two looked around while Gao Shan introduced them to the people around them.

To Li Yan's surprise, everyone was very polite, and the atmosphere was not as chaotic as he had imagined.

The student council president was a boy who looked refined and gentle, but he was decisive and efficient in his work. Once everyone had gathered, he announced the start of the election.

"This time, the main candidates are the student council president and two vice presidents. The other members of the various organizations are not like the three of us old friends."

A burst of laughter came from below.

"Since everyone knows each other, there won't be any introductions or speeches on stage. Each person can write their vote on a piece of paper, and I'll collect them later and read them aloud."

Seeing someone hand her a note and a pen, Mei Mengqian thanked them and then looked at Li Yan.

Who should we vote for?

"Of course, it's someone I know."

"Sister Shanshan?"

Li Yan wanted to say yes, but his divine sense clearly saw the voting candidates among the more than forty people in the classroom.

He was taken aback, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"whatever."

He wrote "Gao Shan" on the paper.

So Mei Mengqian followed.

When the vote counting began, Mei Mengqian was a little confused.

Because the first name that was pronounced was hers.

Three votes in a row, then Li Yan, five votes in a row.

Then two or three other names appear interspersed.

But most of the time it was still her and Li Yan.

In the end, Li Yan received 20 votes, while she received 14, far ahead of the other student council members.

"Congratulations!" Gao Shan, who was sitting in front of them, turned around and said with a smile.

"How could this be?" Mei Mengqian asked, puzzled. "I...I don't know any of them."

"But everyone knows you."

As Gao Shan spoke, she took out her phone and gestured for her to look.

Mei Mengqian looked over and found it was a campus forum.

While browsing this site, she came across a pinned post about Li Yan, who was described as the "Special Talent of No. 6 Middle School" or something similar.

It's pretty funny.

The next post is about a campus beauty pageant.

The one Gao Shan showed her was about her—

Ah! I absolutely love the daily noon broadcaster!

Mei Mengqian was a little confused by the title, so she looked at the post content below.

[I really liked the daily book sharing segment. The girl's voice was lovely, she was truly different from other broadcasters, and she was also beautiful. Apparently, she was the guitarist at the gala. (Attached photo)]

Below is a photo of her performing at the gala.

Mei Mengqian continued reading.

Talking Fish: I've reserved the first floor for myself and compiled some of the insightful quotes from the girl's post.

1. There are few truths in this world. A woman's blush is more powerful than a long dialogue. But then came rouge, and it became impossible to distinguish between true feelings and false intentions.
Below are ten items in total, which Mei Mengqian read through. These are indeed the annotations she made after reading the book and then sharing them.

I initially thought people would just listen and no one would care, but I didn't expect it to be written down. Many students then shared their thoughts in the comments.
"If I get fat, I'll sit on the teacher until she dies!" The homeroom teacher chimed in, "I'll do that too!" and even wrote it into an essay, getting a high score. "Where you spend your time, that's where your flower will bloom. Don't feel like others are shining while you're dim."

There's still quite a bit more below, including discussions and sharing.

Mei Mengqian looked at Gao Shan, handed her the phone, and felt even more embarrassed.

I was just secretly sharing some sentences I liked, not really going to read them to the whole school.

I didn't expect to get any attention.

She couldn't describe the feeling.

I'm a little happy that I helped someone unexpectedly.

Some are also afraid of having their little secrets discovered.

Li Yan also saw her post and couldn't help but laugh.

"It seems there are quite a few people nearby who have been touched by the sentences you shared."

"Of course." Gao Shan smiled, pointing to the comment on her phone about the teacher who was sitting on her so hard, "I was the one who set up this scheme. Mengmeng's sharing helped me a lot. I was originally a little hesitant about whether to pursue painting."

The power of words is unimaginable.

Today, Mei Mengqian truly understands the meaning of those words.

She pursed her lips, accepting the fact that she had been elected as the vice president.

As for Li Yan's votes, they are even more acceptable.

Li Yan didn't recognize the other vice president, Mei Mengqian, but he vaguely remembered her.

He was a boy in the top liberal arts class named Meng Weiyang. I think we had competed in archery at the sports meet.

The three of them stood on the stage, and the old chairman immediately led the applause.

"Li Yan, everyone knows you very well. From now on, we'll be looking to you for leadership."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Li Yan looked at the crowd below, "Don't urge me to update my videos anymore!"

"What do you mean by urging me to update? I'm a good student, I don't have a cell phone."

"That's right, the president's innocence has been tarnished, and now someone wants Yu Yu!"

There was a burst of laughter below, and Li Yan chuckled along, then glanced at Meng Weiyang, who was not entirely convinced.

He could probably guess why he had been chosen.

For girls, a large part of their appeal comes from their looks and talents.

Boys won't easily admit defeat in this regard, or vote just because they think he's awesome.

Most likely, they just want to maintain the current atmosphere.

Li Yan had been observing for a while, and it seemed that this year's student council had been influenced by the senior students from the third year of high school.

It's a relaxed and lively atmosphere with few rules. Everyone helps each other out, and no one feels superior just because they have subordinates.

This kind of atmosphere is rare, so most people want to maintain it.

Therefore, the style of the chosen president is very important.

They all know Li Yan; he's notoriously lazy, so he won't mess around.

But at the same time, he can sing, carve, write books, garden, and study.

Clearly, they are not lacking in ability, which is why they were chosen by everyone.

However, since Xiao Meng really wanted to show off, the odd jobs were assigned to him.

Li Yan secretly decided to leave the miscellaneous tasks to Meng Weiyang, and then dismissed everyone.

On the way, he chatted with the former president about the things the student council should do.

"Many things can be done as before, but sometimes there are unexpected situations that need to be dealt with."

The refined-looking senior said, "I'm busier when there are school events."

Li Yan nodded, indicating that he understood.

After saying goodbye to the old president, Mei Mengqian and headed to the classroom.

"Mengmeng, did you hear that just now?"

"what?"

“You’re also the vice president, so you should definitely help me share the burden,” Li Yan said earnestly.

Mei Mengqian looked suspicious. "You don't mean to just sit back and do nothing, do you?"

"I don't want to be the manager."

"So you still want to shake it off?" Mei Mengqian snorted and grabbed him. "Impossible."

"Alright then." Li Yan decided to give it a try. After listening to the senior high school student's explanation, he felt that it was actually not a big deal.

It won't bother him at all; he can just consider it an experience of a different life.

Maybe we can get even more gossip.

Back in the classroom, Mei Mengqian immediately shared the situation with Jiang Yingzhu.

"The student council president?!"

Hearing her story about Yu Qingya and the others, they also looked at Li Yan in surprise.

"If the student representative becomes the president, then he won't have to come early in the morning and his name won't be written down."

“I think so too. If the class monitor doesn’t even want to be the class leader, he definitely won’t be able to manage anything.”

"Then I'll sleep five minutes longer from now on."

"Only five minutes? Be bold, ten minutes!"

Several girls were plotting in front of Li Yan, leaving him speechless.

“I said, stop dreaming. You won’t even call me president, and you expect me to give you special treatment.”

"President!" Guo Cailing immediately said, "I want to get special treatment."

"Me too," Yu Bing raised her hand.

Yu Qingya expressed her contempt for their stupidity, saying, "Mengmeng is also the president, just ask Mengmeng."

"Okay, I'll approve it for you." Mei Mengqian nodded.

"That won't work," Guo Cailing said, unwilling to have wasted her time. Thinking of the historical palace dramas she had watched, she objected.

"The imperial harem must not interfere in politics!"

Upon hearing this, Mei Mengqian blushed instantly. What harem?!

What words, what kind of words are these!

(End of this chapter)