"What are you shouting about?"

Another characteristic of people who are good at socializing is that they don't speak in a low voice.

It suddenly lets out a loud scream, which can be quite startling.

However, Qin Yizhu has gotten used to it now.

Standing at the door were the brothers, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin.

The tall, fat one is called Wang Gaofeng, and the short, thin one is called Peng Niancheng.

Wang Gaofeng also graduated from No. 3 Middle School and studied shot put.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together; the fact that these guys can hang out in this area is purely because they're on their own.

To put it simply, it means not causing trouble.

His acquaintance with Qin Yizhu stemmed from an arm-wrestling match.

Everyone knows Qin Yizhu is a skilled fighter, but very few have actually seen him in action.

It wasn't until Qin Yizhu and Wang Gaofeng had been locked in an arm-wrestling match for half a minute, ending with Wang Gaofeng being knocked down with a flushed face, that everyone realized that the person in front of them seemed to be a monster.

After all, Wang Gaofeng has a nickname: Xu Chu.

"Tell me the truth, how did you and your deskmate meet?"

"Seriously, damn, your deskmate is so damn pretty! She's practically the class beauty."

"I don't think so."

"That's not actually the case."

"I prefer the Su Xixi."

That's how it is in boys' dorms. The first topic of conversation on the first day of school is what games to play, and the second topic is girls.

As soon as the pretty girls in the class are mentioned, the pain of family issues disappears, the pressure of life vanishes, and even international affairs become a topic of conversation. Everyone becomes intense and loses themselves in the moment.

"Speaking of which, Qin Yizhu is really lucky. After registering, he threw his bag on the table and disappeared. When he came back after wandering around, there was a pretty girl sitting next to him."

Sun Yang said from the side.

Why does she know you?

Wang Gaofeng didn't understand.

They were on the same floor at the time, but I don't remember ever seeing this person before.

Qin Yizhu recounted the events of that time.

"Wow, there's also the cliché hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress scene."

"Bro, is your No. 3 Middle School really the worst school in the world?"

Sun Yang and his friends seemed quite interested in Qin Yizhu and his group.

Before this, they were worried that Qin Yizhu would be difficult to approach, but now it seems that he is not a bad person.

"Except for sports schools, it's about the same. Close the door."

"Do you guys usually go out for... you know?"

"Um?"

Wang Gaofeng didn't know what Sun Yang meant by "that thing".

"There are definitely conflicts, both on and off campus."

Qin Yizhu said, sitting on the bed.

"But we rarely fight with people."

Wang Gaofeng said this with a very serious expression.

All I can say is that with his size, one slap from him could really knock someone's teeth out.

"However, Qin Yizhu often goes out to settle disputes for others."

"I'll go, to settle things for them."

Sun Yang's eyes lit up when he heard that.

Doesn't that sound a bit too big for his ego?

Marlon Brando?

"You won't even call me Godfather."

He lowered his voice and uttered this classic line.

"It's not as outrageous as you think. To put it bluntly, it's just a peacemaker. They go over and ask, 'Hey, why did you two agree to fight? Who's right and who's wrong? Apologize,' and something like that."

Qin Yizhu felt like she was turning into a community auntie after three years of junior high school.

"To put it bluntly, many people are just there to keep things going and don't actually want to cause any conflict."

Wang Gaofeng added.

"They just impulsively follow others; that's how people in the underworld are."

The three of them were talking at once, leaving the other three in the dorm completely bewildered.

"Damn it, why didn't I go to the internet cafe with you that day?"

However, this is just talk; after all, kids these days prefer playing on their phones.

After seeing off his brothers of varying heights and builds, Qin Yizhu lay down on the bed.

He was thinking about Su Xixi and Chi Lingyuan.

It can now be said that the original plot has been disrupted, and no one knows how things will unfold.

And there's something else very important: I haven't finished reading this book myself.

Forget it, let's take a step by step.

So what if the male lead is a domineering genius? After all, there's a saying: "Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?"

"Do you want to elect class officers?"

Sun Yang, who was lying in bed, suddenly asked a question, and the answers he received were all "no".

"I want to run for class representative, remember to vote for me."

Qin Yizhu's voice drifted over, and the others assumed he was joking.

It wasn't until Qu Renfei announced the election of class committee members in the afternoon, and Qin Yizhu swayed as he went up on stage, that they realized he was telling the truth.

"Hello everyone, I am Qin Yizhu, and I would like to run for the position of class monitor."

His tone was sincere and earnest, but the people in the back row kept making hushed laughter.

Qu Renfei, standing to the side, also wore a somewhat helpless smile.

"You need to campaign for votes."

He reminded him,

"State your strengths."

Does liking to study count?

Nonsense, I have an advantage in the middle school entrance exam because of my high school grades.

Another burst of laughter erupted from below.

I guess so.

Qu Renfei nodded.

After all, Qin Yizhu's attitude was quite serious after he went on stage, so we can't just reject him directly because of his poor grades, right?

"But is your hair natural?"

Taking this opportunity, he asked.

"He's a bit malnourished; he probably got darker after he started eating better at school."

Qin Yizhu said with a grin.

After all, Huang Mao's mission was almost over.

Laughter rippled through the audience again.

"I see. Then you really need to eat properly."

Qu Renfei understood what Qin Yizhu meant.

Kids these days tend to be more individualistic, so if he doesn't want to keep this blond hair forever, then everything is fine.

After Qin Yizhu stepped down, Qu Renfei asked on stage if anyone else wanted to run for class monitor.

"I."

A male voice came from behind.

Qin Yizhu turned his head to look behind him.

The land sank.

A protagonist who is arrogant and domineering.

Qin Yizhu no longer cared about the original plot, but he always felt that the other party had glanced at him.

After he went on stage to introduce himself, he also said that he enjoys learning.

Qu Renfei felt a bit overwhelmed.

Neither of them has outstanding grades, so we can't really choose one of them as the class representative, can we?

"Little bird, do you have any ideas?"

Qin Yizhu asked Chi Lingyuan, who was standing next to him.

"no."

The answer was as expected.

In the end, apart from the class representative, all other positions were filled by one person, and there was no need for voting.

However, looking at Qin Yizhu and Lu Chen's scores, Qu Renfei was in a dilemma.

"As for the class representative position, I still think we should find someone with better grades."

Qu Renfei forced himself to speak.

Other positions are unrelated to grades, but the academic representative is a different story.

A chorus of boos erupted from below the podium.

"Okay, stop arguing."

It is common knowledge that democracy in a class is based on the wishes of the homeroom teacher; in reality, it is more like a dictatorship than democracy.

"Chi Lingyuan"

He called out the name of the girl whose score was at the top of the middle school entrance exam.

"Um?"

The other person looked up at Qu Renfei, their face still expressionless.

Are you interested in the position of class monitor?

Chi Lingyuan was silent for a moment, then uttered two words:

"Not interested."

Not only Qu Renfei, but even Qin Yizhu next to him was stunned for a moment.

In the original novel, Chi Lingyuan's position as class representative was handpicked by the homeroom teacher.

But now she has rejected him.

At this moment, Qin Yizhu truly realized that these people were alive.

It is not a two-dimensional character created by someone else.

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