They don't actually think I like them, do they?

"The school has them; you can borrow them from the student union."

"Why should the student council lend it to us?"

"..." Qiao Qiao was speechless for a moment.

“Otherwise, why don’t you ask Yan Yuli for help? If she goes to borrow it, the student council will easily lend it to him, right?” Xu Hui said.

This is not a bad idea.

"Okay, I'll go ask her later."

Cen Sisi, who was standing to the side, looked up as if to say something, but quickly lowered her head again.

"Let's stop here for today. We'll discuss any updates on WeChat," Qiao Qiao said.

Lin Han and Xu Hui got up and left.

Qiao Qiao slung her bag over her shoulder and noticed that Cen Sisi was still staring blankly, biting on a straw.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Qiao patted Cen Sisi's head.

“He didn’t look at me once all night,” Cen Sisi said blankly, her eyes vacant.

"Isn't this normal? You should be worried about your personal safety just because he glances at you!"

"How is that normal! He was clearly doing it on purpose! He apologized to me, which means he still cares about me, but he still deliberately tried to upset me like that!" Cen Sisi exclaimed excitedly.

“Sisi, when you understand that he’s willing to bow his head and apologize to you, that means he no longer cares about you, then you’ll truly be mature.”

Cen Sisi was stunned. She sat there for a long time, unwilling to leave...

Upon returning home, Lin Han immediately sent a message to Yan Yuli.

"Are you there?"

The other party replied with a "?" immediately.

If Lin Han hadn't known that Yan Yuli was always like this, as a gamer, he might have thought that she had cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Our class is going to open a coffee shop for the school festival and we're planning to borrow a piano from the school, but I might not be able to borrow it if I go. Could you do me a favor and borrow one for me?"

After saying that, Lin Han also sent two "please" emojis with his hands clasped together.

Since his conversation with Yan Yuli in the car yesterday, Lin Han has clearly felt that his relationship with Yan Yuli has improved a lot.

Therefore, he didn't beat around the bush and said it directly.

"I reject."

Unexpectedly, three cold, large characters appeared in Lin Han's chat interface.

"Why??"

"If you don't want to, find someone else."

Yan Yuli didn't even come up with a reason!

Then, Yan Yuli sent another message.

"I hope you understand that we have a superior-subordinate relationship. Don't ask me for help with every little thing. I have no obligation to help you."

030. Bravely Entering the Student Council

Lin Han was somewhat bewildered upon seeing Yan Yuli's message.

For a moment, he didn't realize that Yan Yuli was always like this, or that she was targeting him.

Could it be that she ate too much seafood and hasn't recovered yet?

However, if we can't borrow a piano right now, then things will be difficult.

As the person in charge of the program for this school festival, Lin Han needs to submit the plan to the homeroom teacher next Monday.

If we can't borrow a piano by the end of this weekend, it means that all our discussions tonight will be overturned, and we'll have to rethink everything.

This is going to be difficult!

Just as Lin Han was pondering a solution, his phone rang with a "ding-dong".

Lin Han opened his phone and found that Yan Yuli had sent him another message.

"Tomorrow is Saturday. Student council president Zhao Chuanxiong is still at school preparing for the campus festival. You can go find him yourself."

Good guy!

Although Yan Yuli did not agree to help him, this message gave Lin Han hope.

The student council is still at school, which means I can still try to get a piano this weekend.

Thinking of this, Lin Han sent a message to Xu Hui.

"Come with me to school tomorrow morning, we'll borrow a piano from the student council."

“Huh? No way, I can’t get up.” Xu Hui replied instantly.

"It's all because you insisted on telling them I can play the piano that we had to borrow it. Stop nagging! If we don't see you tomorrow, I'll dig up your ancestral graves!"

.......

The next morning, Lin Han went to school alone. At the school gate, he saw Xu Hui, who looked drowsy.

This guy is actually quite loyal when it matters.

"Let's get this over with quickly. I'll go back to sleep as soon as I get the loan," Xu Hui said.

"it is good."

Bathed in the morning sunlight, the two walked together into the school.

This was Lin Han's first time coming to school on a Saturday. The playground was deserted, with only a few students wearing vests playing basketball.

The campus was so quiet that the only sound was the dull thud of basketballs hitting the ground.

Lin Han was actually a little uneasy. His unease stemmed not only from the fear of not being able to borrow the money, but also from the fear that the students would make things difficult for him.

The student council in this world is not the same as the student council in Lin Han's previous life.

In my previous life, the high school student council was just a group of kids playing house, a mock bureaucracy. They did free labor for the school to gain the right to wield their authority over the students, euphemistically called "training themselves."

While the student council in this world may seem similar to that of the previous one on the surface, the key difference is that it wields real power. Most schools operate on a student-led system.

Awards and disciplinary actions, arguably the two biggest vulnerabilities for students, are firmly in the hands of the student council.

If a student commits a crime at school, the student council has the right to suspend them from school. This demonstrates the authority of the student council.

Especially at Chuandu No. 7 Middle School, a school that gathers top students and children of noble families, the student council is filled with first-rate talents. Either their backgrounds are truly amazing, so even if they fail the college entrance examination, they can go back to inherit the family business, or they are really good at studying, at the level of being recommended to prestigious universities.

Students have rights and obligations; they have no rights without a reason.

School events and other activities are all handled entirely by the student council. Their workload is far greater than that of someone like Lin Han who only manages a class's program. The fact that the student council is also staying at school this Saturday to organize events shows just how much work they do.

This is why Lin Han refused when the student council invited him to join in his first year of high school.

Lin Han had also heard a little about the current student council president, Zhao Chuanxiong.

I heard that this person's father was a politician, which influenced him from a young age, giving him a strong bureaucratic air.

Under his leadership, the student council was strictly hierarchical and highly disciplined, and it was also thriving. He not only organized every activity assigned by the students with great success, but also led the team to win awards in the provincial academic competitions many times.

Such a formidable person even commands respect from Lin Han.

Soon, Lin Han and Xu Hui arrived at the entrance of the student council.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Please come in."

As soon as the two stepped into the student council office, they saw a man with square-framed glasses sitting at his desk, reviewing documents.

Two girls stood respectfully on either side of the man.

After hearing the door open, Zhao Chuanxiong glanced at the person who came in casually, then suddenly his eyes widened.

Zhao Chuanxiong's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up:

"Hey everyone... Isn't this Lin Han, who ranked third in the grade last monthly exam?"

Lin Han was taken aback when Zhao Chuanxiong greeted him.

The last time the two met was back in their first year of high school, and Lin Han was surprised that Zhao Chuanxiong still remembered him.

"Hello, President." Lin Han greeted him politely.

"Hello Lin Han, and also..."

Zhao Chuanxiong adjusted his glasses and shifted his gaze to Xu Hui beside him, who looked at him expectantly.

"Who are you sending it to?"

"??????" Xu Hui was devastated.

"This is a classmate of mine who plays with abstract art," Lin Han introduced.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Zhao Chuanxiong suddenly turned around and whispered to the two girls:

"go out."

The two girls showed no expression, but bowed to Zhao Chuanxiong like servants, and then quickly left the office.

"Wow, is this the chairman? The two secretaries are as obedient as his slaves. I wonder how much fun they have in private!" Xu Hui whispered to Lin Han.

If it weren't for Zhao Chuanxiong's presence, Lin Han might have strangled Xu Hui to death.

Then, Zhao Chuanxiong smiled and gestured for the two to sit down at the tea table.

“I remember Lin Han isn’t a boarding student, right? Visiting the student council on Saturday must mean he needs their help with something, right?” Zhao Chuanxiong poured three cups of tea and then said.

Since things had come to this point, Lin Han didn't beat around the bush and said:

“Our class 3 plans to open a coffee shop during this school festival. We need to borrow a piano from the school to enhance our shop, so we approached the student council.”

"I see."

Zhao Chuanxiong frowned slightly and adjusted his glasses.

"We'll only borrow it for the two days of the school festival. We'll return it immediately afterward. We'll take full responsibility for any damage to the piano during this time," Lin Han said.

"No, no, no... this matter is not as simple as you think." Zhao Chuanxiong waved his hand.

Zhao Chuanxiong glanced at Lin Han, and through the thin lenses of his glasses, Lin Han saw a hint of cunning in his eyes.

031. Let Lin Hanfei

"What's so complicated? Whether you lend it or not is just a matter of your word," Xu Hui muttered from the side.

"That's not quite right. Even the student council president has many things he can't do..." Zhao Chuanxiong said with a smile, taking a sip of tea.

Lin Han stared into Zhao Chuanxiong's eyes, and he keenly sensed that there was something more to Zhao Chuanxiong's words.

Lin Han smiled and said:

"President..."

"Hey! Don't call me president, just call me by my name!" Zhao Chuanxiong said. "My surname is Zhao, and my given name is Chuanxiong, the Xiong from panda."

"Good name."

"No need for exaggerated praise, I know my name sounds corny."

A bitter smile appeared on Zhao Chuanxiong's lips.

"I joined the student council in my first year of high school and later became the president. I worked diligently in the student council and finally gained the approval of the school board, which gave me the opportunity to be admitted to Beijing University without taking the entrance exam."

How old were you that year?

"fifteen."

"What a young man who has achieved great success!" Lin Han exclaimed sincerely.

"Later, as time went on, not only the student council officers, but even my classmates started to avoid calling me by my name. People didn't want to believe that the student council president's name was 'Zhao Chuanxiong.' People preferred to call him President. People especially wanted to believe that the president's name should be domineering, magnificent, and full of positive energy, just like his character."

"These people are really troublesome!"

"..."

Xu Hui, standing to the side, looked at the two of them with a completely bewildered expression.