With He Ziyu's playful personality, he definitely can't stand going to the student council every few days. If he gets reported and dismissed, it will give others something to talk about, which would be a loss for him.

Jiang Chengyu was still pondering how to persuade He Ziyu to abandon this inappropriate idea when Bao Yuan on the podium spoke up: "Why do you want to be the vice class monitor?"

This is a question that not only Bao Yuan wants to ask, but everyone in Class 7 wants to know the answer to.

He Ziyu cleared his throat and answered with utmost seriousness, "Because I want to repent and start anew."

After he finished speaking, the classroom fell into a deathly silence.

Until Jingran next to him couldn't help but burst out laughing, the quiet air in Class 7 seemed to be torn open, and laughter instantly poured out.

"Haha, Mr. Ho is so humorous!"

"He's reformed? It's like he's been released from prison..."

The laughter of those people wasn't exactly malicious, but it was certainly not kind either. However, He Ziyu wasn't angry. After all, he had been a playboy for so long, and suddenly, wearing that skin, he was spouting nonsense about turning over a new leaf. It would be strange if he wasn't ridiculed.

However, Jiang Chengyu couldn't stand it.

He Ziyu was the person he cherished most, someone he doted on. How could he stand by and watch others laugh at him?

Amidst the rising and falling laughter, Jiang Chengyu stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist, and slammed it hard on the table.

A loud bang silenced the laughing crowd.

"The teacher hasn't finished speaking yet, can you all be quiet?" Jiang Chengyu's voice was deep and powerful, and his handsome brows showed obvious displeasure.

This appearance startled Jingran, who was standing next to him.

Jiang Chengyu has a gentle personality and rarely gets angry. The few times he was unhappy that I can recall were all related to He Ziyu.

This brotherhood is so touching...

Jingran clicked her tongue in amazement.

"How you performed in junior high school is not important to me." Bao Yuan's cold eyes swept over the class. "Life is like a flowing river, constantly changing. What I care more about is what you are thinking right now."

"Since He Ziyu is determined to change himself, we should encourage him."

"Therefore, I hereby announce that He Ziyu will serve as the deputy class monitor, effective today."

After Bao Yuan finished speaking, sparse applause rang out from the surroundings.

He Ziyu smiled slightly, glancing at He Ningqiu out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that He Ningqiu was looking down and seemingly lost in thought, the smile on his lips deepened.

In the previous life, the vice class monitor of Class 7 was He Ningqiu.

He Ziyu recalled that at the time, He Ningqiu was the only one in the class who raised his hand, so the position fell to him without any doubt.

After that, He Ningqiu would report to the student council every week, and her relationship with Jiang Chengyu gradually became familiar. As the class monitor and vice monitor, the two helped each other and managed Class 7 in an orderly manner.

He Ziyu believes that He Ningqiu may have fallen in love with Jiang Chengyu around that time.

Therefore, in this life, he did not hesitate to cut off He Ningqiu's chance to get close to Jiang Chengyu, not giving him any opportunity to cause trouble.

"Ayu, are you really sure about this?" Jiang Chengyu was still a little worried, afraid that He Ziyu would regret it. After all, the deputy squad leader had to handle a lot of miscellaneous tasks, and his personality would definitely not be able to handle it.

"I've thought it through long ago," He Ziyu said, placing his right hand on Jiang Chengyu's desk, leaning back, and deliberately lowering his voice. "You're the class monitor and the student council president. I need to at least get some kind of official position to be worthy of you."

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