Rebirth 08: A Happy Life Begins in Elementary School

Chapter 134 Unanimous Votes

You, Wang Wenzhao!

Normally, the most noticeable, difficult, and troublesome people in a class are concentrated in the last two rows.

It's not metaphysics; there's a real scientific basis for it.

Tall boys are well-developed, have strong hormones, and are full of energy.

The key is that they have stronger bodies, so they naturally have a psychological advantage in "leading the way in doing something" or even "doing bad things".

Overall, they were the least afraid of teachers and the most likely to cause trouble in the class.

If this group of people submits to someone, then that person will become the anchor of class discipline.

In a regular class, this group often consists of the worst and most unruly students; in Experimental Class 1, however, it consists of students who are more willing to speak up and have a voice.

Li Zhao was already one of them, and with the added advantages of being specially recruited, ranking first in the country, being handsome, and ranking first in the entrance exam, his prestige was already very high.

He demonstrated his strong management skills again with the recent book-moving incident, managing to get this group of people he had just met completely under his control.

Everyone has seen what happened.

Wang Wenzhao used this small task to verify Li Zhao's abilities and to make everyone realize Li Zhao's special qualities.

Becoming the class monitor was a natural progression.

However, Li Zhao did not want to take the position. While he wouldn't exactly resist it, he certainly wasn't very interested.

I've been a manager for many years, and I'm really not interested.

Moreover, the students in Experimental Class 1 are not easy to manage; they are full of geniuses with unique personalities and are not easy to control.

These people are all chosen ones, and who knows if they're secretly plotting to defeat Li Zhao in some way.

"If any student wants to run for class monitor, they can raise their hand, come up on stage, introduce themselves, and explain their reasons for wanting to be class monitor."

See? After saying that, some people in the class really started to get restless.

"Squad leader, don't worry, I will definitely support you." Liu Changgui has already surrendered.

Su Wan whispered to He Shuyao, "Yaoyao, why don't you go up? With your looks, all the male students will definitely vote for you."

He Shuyao coldly refused.

Suddenly, a hand was raised.

It's a bowl cut!

"Song Bowen, right? Come up and introduce yourself."

"Holy crap!" Liu Changgui exclaimed excitedly. "Brother Zhao, I need to start thinking about this."

Zhao Dabao snorted coldly, "A fence-sitter. In the old days, you would have been a traitor."

Li Zhao was stunned. Could the words be so harsh?

But what's outrageous is that Liu Changgui actually accepted it—

Song Bowen scratched his head, trying to smooth it back—he knew his hair looked a bit messy, so he addressed everyone loudly: "Hello everyone, nice to meet you all. I'm Song Bowen from New Taipei First Elementary School, and also a contracted writer for the New Taipei Daily, Bowen-jun."

A small commotion erupted from the audience.

Song Bowen actually has a rather handsome appearance, with a bit of the air of an ancient nobleman, and a rather melancholic temperament.

If it weren't for this bowl cut hairstyle, it would be a style that girls would like.

"I really enjoy writing. I've won first prize in national essay competitions twice and first prize in provincial essay competitions four times. Not to mention the city-level competitions."

Ok?

This doesn't seem like the demeanor of a literary master, kid. How can you be so arrogant?

Okay, so being arrogant seems to be a branch of literary cultivation.

Could his idol be Li Bai?

There was still a slight commotion in the class, but it was clear that a small group of people were somewhat dissatisfied.

"My life's ambition is to become a great writer who will be remembered in history, and to change the lives of many people through my writing."

My idols, in ancient times, are Du Fu; in modern times, they are Lu Xun; and in contemporary times, they are Si Kou Dao (a famous Chinese swordsman).

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"puff."

I was originally going to complain about this guy's personality, that he actually likes Du Fu, but then a four-mouthed knife popped up.

No, is Comrade Sikoudao really that influential in Linjiang?

He Shuyao also trembled slightly.

She's very good at keeping things bottled up. If Chen Nian knew about this but couldn't say anything, he'd probably become depressed from holding it in.

"Du Fu is undeserving of his reputation, and Lu Xun is just so-so, but Si Kou Dao is indeed quite good."

Zhao Dabao, sitting in the back row, offered his sharp commentary.

"You are entitled to your opinion."

Li Zhao's temples were already sweating.

On stage, Song Bowen continued to share his literary insights, which made Li Zhao feel a bit disappointed.

Although from a literary research perspective, this kid is very talented, with excellent reading volume and thinking habits.

But as a "campaign speech", it was absolutely terrible.

Why become class monitor? What are the advantages of being a class monitor? What will you do after becoming class monitor?

These crucial points were not mentioned at all.

It's going to be hard for you to eliminate me, kid.

"As for the reason for becoming class monitor—"

"Finally, they've arrived," Li Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was the class monitor before, so I'm used to it. That's all."

Then Song Bowen walked straight down from the podium and returned to his seat.

Not to mention the whole class, even Wang Wenzhao was stunned.

Then, led by Liu Changgui, a sparse round of applause broke out.

Are there any other students who want to run for office?

No one raised their hand, so Wang Wenzhao looked at Li Zhao again.

"Li Zhao, why don't you come up and give a speech?"

The whole class erupted in applause.

Li Zhao gently tapped He Shuyao's shoulder.

"Um?"

"Do you want to be a class officer?"

"Do you want to be the class monitor?"

I want to refuse.

"Then I don't want it."

Su Wan heard it clearly and kowtowed crisply and decisively.

Li Zhao glanced at Song Bowen, who didn't seem embarrassed at all; his mental fortitude was quite remarkable.

As he got up and walked toward the podium, Liu Changgui whispered that Li Zhao should indeed be the class monitor.

Zhao Dabao gave him a disdainful look.

Li Zhao shook his head. They were clearly just kids, yet they were all acting like adults.

Adolescence is just around the corner, and finding a sense of belonging will soon become a problem that troubles everyone.

When Li Zhao walked onto the podium, he noticed that many girls immediately started whispering to each other, looking at him, talking quietly, and all of them were smiling.

You don't even need to listen to know what they're talking about.

I've never seen so many handsome guys.

Once you stand on the podium, you can see every little movement, even a glance, from anyone below.

"Because I've never been a class monitor before, I'm probably not suitable for this position," Li Zhao said. "Teacher Wang, you should find someone else."

Judging from Wang Wenzhao's expression, Li Zhao's words were probably within his expectations.

But the overwhelmingly positive response from everyone was completely unexpected by Li Zhao.

Li Zhao was still completely confused when he returned to his seat.

Until Su Wan turned her head, she exclaimed, "This is so satisfying! We've only just met, and we're already seeing each other going head-to-head."

A tit-for-tat response? So everyone's taking Li Zhao's statement as a declaration of confrontation with Song Bowen?

"Alright, both students have finished their campaign speeches. Everyone can vote now. I'll hand out some paper. Please hand it to me when you're done."

It was all done so formally—wait, what kind of campaign speech was that?

After a lot of fuss, the other classes gradually finished moving their books, and Experimental Class 1 finished counting their votes.

After excluding the votes of Li Zhao and Song Bowen, Li Zhao was elected unanimously with 60 votes.

No way —

As soon as the result came out, Li Zhao immediately turned around and glanced at the two people sitting behind him.

Zhao Dabao was straightforward: "Based solely on your performance, you deserve to win."

Liu Changgui scratched his head and said, "Sigh, I'm in a difficult position, but Bowen really can't compare to you."

----have to.

Li Zhao reluctantly accepted the position of class monitor for Experimental Class 1.

"The other class officers, based on my initial understanding of you, I'll take a roll call. We'll form a temporary class officer team, and after a month's trial period, we'll make further adjustments," Wang Wenzhao said. "Those whose names are called, please stand up and let everyone get to know you."

"The deputy class monitor is He Shuyao."

"?" He Shuyao was stunned and looked directly at Li Zhao.

Li Zhao said he didn't know either.

She could only stand up first.

A big-mouthed boy in the front row finally got a good look at her face and uttered what some people were thinking: "Is there anyone this pretty in our class?"