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Chapter 21 [021] Teacher, I have a problem!
"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Yiting. My hobbies are painting, cooking, and badminton. I hope that I can become good friends with you in high school, study hard together, and make progress hand in hand."

Zhi Yuan took a few more glances at the other party and found that she was the second girl in this class who was not bad looking besides herself.

It's not that she is too narcissistic, the main reason is that the girls in the class are basically thin.

Of course, there are also one or two who are overweight.

She also didn't mean to belittle other people's looks, she simply felt that her appearance could not meet her own aesthetic standards.

As the rest of the girls came to the stage to introduce themselves one by one, Zhi Yuan finally noticed something was wrong: Oh, Xie Te!Why is my ranking so low?
After a little recollection, I found that the original master's final grades were really not good, and the seat number was compiled according to the ranking. No wonder I haven't heard my name for so long.

Everyone's self-introductions are the same, and there are few special places.

Zhiyuan's desire to die was ignited. Considering this age, they might not understand what she said, so they finally killed this childish idea.

She didn't want to be embarrassed on the podium and be watched like a monkey.

"The last classmate, Xia Zhiyuan."

After speaking, Zhang Muzong glanced at the paper kite children's shoes lying on the table.

The most, the last?
Zhiyuan silently covered her face: You're doing so poorly!

Her appearance is still very attractive, but in the eyes of the boys, her grades are so poor, she is a bit like the rumored bad girl, she just has a good skin.

In the eyes of girls, it is more like a green tea.

Zhiyuan was too lazy to figure out people's hearts, and didn't have time to pay attention to these things. She walked towards the podium casually with light steps.

On the way, some students smelled a faint fragrance of roses.

Well, credit to the body wash.

Zhi Yuan didn't even believe it when it was said about body fragrance.

She wrote her name on the blackboard, threw the chalk into the box and patted the ashes on her hands. She said calmly, "Xia Zhiyuan, I don't have any special hobbies, thank you."

After finishing speaking, Zhiyuan immediately ran away.

Such a short self-introduction does not waste everyone's precious study time at all, and I am indeed a good student!
In addition to the generous and delicate handwriting on the blackboard, the students wondered if they were dazzled or deaf just now: Who the hell has seen Jiang Zi's self-introduction?

It feels that the other party just doesn't want to make friends, and looks like a stranger should not enter.

Zhang Muzong became more and more certain in his heart that Xia Zhiyuan must be a bad girl.

It seems that there is still a long way to go to manage this class well.

A long way to go.

Xu Chengwei, who was sitting at the back, kept twitching his face: As expected of a big sister, you really cherish words like gold.

Walking to the podium, Zhang Muzong glanced across the audience: "The next step is to choose the position of monitor, deputy monitor, etc., I will randomly select a few. After half a semester, there will be a re-election, and everyone can choose according to their own wishes. Vote for who you think is suitable for what position. Of course, you can also vote for yourself.”

"First of all, the squad leader."

Hearing what the old class said, several students in the classroom who were eyeing the position of class leader cast expectant looks at Zhang Muzong.

Zhang Muzong scratched his head: "Just that Xia Zhiyuan, do you have any objections?"

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The audience was silent, they hadn't figured out Lao Ban's temper, and they dared to disrupt the stage if they had any opinions.

Zhang Muzong's purpose in doing this is very simple, to let the "bad girl" Xia Zhiyuan integrate into the group, find opportunities to slowly change her personality, and become a member of Class [-] and [-] in high school.

"If there is no problem, then"

"Teacher, I have a problem!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Muzong looked back and saw Zhiyuan raised his hand, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his face was a little displeased: "What's the problem, let's talk!"

Others also cast curious eyes, and let you be the squad leader. Although it is temporary, it is also an honor. What dissatisfaction do you have?
It is related to the clean life of my high school career, Zhi Yuan had to fight for herself: "My grades are not good, and my character and ability are completely inconsistent with the position of monitor. I suggest that the teacher reconsider and give it to the students who really need it."

"Niubi, you dare to contradict your old class at the beginning of school."

"Is it really okay to contradict the head teacher? Anyway, I don't dare. One more thing is worse than one less thing."

"It's still a bit self-aware, anyway, I personally feel that she is really not suitable to be the monitor."

"You eat lemons? So sour?"

Zhang Yiting gritted her teeth. She originally thought that the monitor was hopeless, but she never expected that Xia Zhiyuan would take the initiative to abdicate, and looked expectantly at Zhang Muzong again.

Seeing the silence of the old class, Zhiyuan was a little anxious: "I believe the teacher doesn't want me to be the monitor of the class, and then the other students make arrangements behind their backs, or say that I go through the back door, I hope you think twice!"

As soon as these words came out, the teacher who was chattering just now fell into silence again.

Being able to speak frankly, Xia Zhiyuan really sees things very clearly.

But in the eyes of those who are interested, this is not the case. It is more like looking for reasons to prevent others from discussing behind their backs after winning the monitor.

No matter what the reason was, Xia Zhiyuan's goal was completely achieved.

Zhang Muzong glanced at the other party: "Since you don't like the monitor, then the deputy monitor will be fine."

Paper kite:? ? ?
How can I speak so clearly, you still don't understand what I mean?
She doesn't need any position at all, she just wants to be a salted fish in peace!

"That's where the class monitor is." Zhang Muzong deliberately elongated his voice, feeling the eyes of the students sitting in the front row Xiyi.

"Zhang Yiting is in charge for the time being. Do you have any opinions this time?"

As in the previous situation, the scene was still very quiet.

"There is also a deputy squad leader, that boy Chen Mubei."

"Sports committee member, Xie Panfeng."

"Labor committee member, Lin Shengnan."

"Class finance, Li Ning."

"Propaganda Committee, Huang Jiajia."

"Study committee member, Ye Xinran."

After the arrangement was completed, Zhang Muzong continued: "I have said it just now, and I will emphasize it again now. After the midterm exam, the candidates for class positions will be adjusted again. If you still want to stay in your position, you should work hard. In the same way, I think I have done better than them, and if I am competent, I can also canvass for myself when the time comes."

Xia Zhiyuan had a bitter face, feeling that the comfortable life was getting farther and farther away from her.

But at any rate, he is the deputy squad leader, so he doesn't have to run errands like the regular squad leader, so it's relatively easy.

Normally speaking, the deputy squad leader is just a name and has no practical effect at all.

So as long as it's not working, Zhiyuan can continue to fish and paddle.

Seeing her displeased look, Xu Chengwei began to wonder: Why is the eldest sister so fat?
He was still the one who still got emotional after seeing the elected monitor for the first time. Could it be his menstrual period?

(End of this chapter)