don't get angry, senpai

Chapter 31 [031] Student Union
Recalling that yesterday because of Xia Zhiyuan, she was invited by the school to be a parent, and when she got home, she was also beaten by mixed doubles.

The bad memory made Su Kunhuang tremble, and hurried to the side: "Don't provoke her, this girl is not a good person!"

The few people in the same company were obviously scared, and left following the pace of their boss.

Zhiyuan didn't know that she was invisible, and helped Su Kunhuang and others get rid of the bad habit of bullying the weak, and let these bad boys understand the truth of "there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people".

Especially a woman like her, who looks harmless to humans and animals, will become the target that Su Kunhuang will be on guard against in the future, for fear that she will be swallowed if she is not careful, and there will be no bones left.

After finishing lunch, the tableware was placed at the recycling point, and Zhi Yuan washed it with the hand sanitizer provided by the school before leaving the cafeteria contentedly and embarking on the journey home.

After all, the big fan in the classroom is not as smooth as the air conditioner. If you lie on the table during your lunch break, you will feel very uncomfortable in your neck after waking up.

At the same time, the girl slowly left the cafeteria.

The two appeared on the left and right sides of the cafeteria's main entrance, and left towards exits in different directions.

Qiao Ruiyi was depressed. Recently, her parents went home for lunch less and less often, and even threw change in the box at the end, and asked her to go outside to do it by herself.

After arriving home at night, the two sides either had a cold war, or quarreled directly at a disagreement.

As early as in junior high school, Rui Yi noticed the abnormality of her parents.

Unexpectedly, after entering high school, the relationship began to deteriorate.

Grandpa didn't know about it, and Rui Yi didn't intend to tell him.

The ugliness of the family should not be publicized. No matter how close Qiao Zhengyang was to his family, they would end up living in two separate places.

It is estimated that if grandpa knows about this, it must be father who suffers.

"After winter, I'll just send lunch at school. It's not interesting to go back to that empty home." Rui Yi said to herself.

It seems that people who get married cannot escape the seven-year itch.

The longer the time, the weaker the relationship.

The advantages of the other party are gradually forgotten, replaced by infinitely magnified shortcomings.

Perhaps it was because their daughter was too strong that they didn't even have to worry about her studies, so Qiao Ruiyi's parents dared to vent their anger at home without any scruples.

Fortunately, both sides maintained some rationality, and the quarrel was a quarrel, and it did not rise to the point of fighting.

Unlike Xia Zhiyuan who came from a parallel world and felt indifferent, Qiao Ruiyi was full of disappointment.

Time flies, and the last class on Tuesday afternoon is an extremely boring class meeting.

Zhang Muzong was making tea with his colleagues in the office, and when he talked about yesterday's meeting, he couldn't help but smile wryly: "I don't think anyone wants to join the student union."

"Take one step at a time. If the school hadn't planned to attack the first-tier high schools, it would have forgotten the existence of the student union." Wang Bizhu curled his lips.

He is the history teacher of classes 7 and 8, and also the head teacher of class 8. Like Zhang Muzong, he has a bald head and glasses.

It's just that the two have different head shapes and face shapes, so they are still easy to identify.

Mu Zong shook his head with a smile: "I guess the position of the chairman of the student union is probably the talented girl in the science experiment class."

"You mean Tang Mengxi? I ​​guess the other party is too busy reading all the high school books, and doesn't have much time to participate in the student union." Wang Bizhu guessed.

The English teacher in the next class asked curiously: "Do you think it could be Wei Lijia? She was ranked in the top ten in her year, but she chose liberal arts. If Tang Mengxi is not willing to be the chairman of the student union, she may be the best candidate."

"It's hard to say, we are now asking for the opinions of the students."

"Fugui is right, the decision is not in our hands."

It wasn't until the class bell rang that the group of middle-aged teachers who were preparing for retirement walked slowly towards their respective classrooms.

After closing the book, Zhiyuan thought of something, and patted Xu Chengwei's shoulder in front of him: "Ah Wei!"

"what's up?"

"From tomorrow onwards, you don't need to bring me breakfast. You won't get rewarded for nothing, and I'm ashamed to keep taking advantage of you."

Cheng Wei shook his head: "To me, that's just a small amount of money."

"To me, that's taking advantage of you. And you haven't considered one thing, what will other people think if they find out?" Zhi Yuan said seriously.

Cheng Wei opened his mouth, and finally nodded: "Okay."

He didn't expect Xia Zhiyuan to do this, but he could understand it after thinking about it.

People in small counties pay great attention to reputation. If someone with a heart spreads rumors, it will be hard to argue with them.

Xu Chengwei himself didn't care, but he was really not very friendly to Miss Xia Zhiyuan's family.

But what he valued the most was the elder sister's character.

If it is regarded as a long-term meal ticket, unless it is a close relative, it will cause dissatisfaction.

Zhiyuan didn't know the decision just now, and made her image in Chengwei's mind even taller.

She just didn't want to bother Comrade Ah Wei. Anyway, breakfast is basically settled at home, and eating too much is not good for the stomach.

After Zhang Muzong entered the classroom, the students consciously shut up.

The face of the old class still has to be given, and the other party obviously won't interfere too much with everyone, much better than those teachers who like to point fingers but don't help at all.

"Well, the student union is ready to recruit new students."

"I will give a form to the first student in the first group later, and pass it on one by one."

"Those who are interested in joining the student union can fill in their own information."

"If you want to get any preferential treatment or benefits, I can tell you clearly that it is impossible."

"Entering the student union is just giving yourself a chance to exercise."

"Study in a down-to-earth manner is more practical than tinkering with those vain things."

Zhang Muzong didn't talk nonsense, took out the form from the file bag, and put it directly on the desktop of the first student.

Suddenly a classmate raised his hand, and the old class glanced at him and asked, "What's the problem?"

"After filling out my basic information, will I be able to enter the student union?" Zhang Yiting asked.

Zhang Muzong shook his head: "Not necessarily, only after passing the review and comprehensive evaluation can that student join the student union."

"Ok!"

After the answer came out, there were still many students who were eager to try, but suddenly lost interest.

When it was passed to Zhi Yuan, she was confused: What's going on?Why is there no one who signed up?
The same picture plays out in every class.

After everyone learned that it was useless, they all gave up the idea of ​​joining.

Occasionally, one or two students who want to try, under the persuasion of people around them, have no choice but to give up the urge to sign up.

Of course, there are also a small number of students who insist on their own choices.

Most people's thinking: With that extra time, why not read more and prepare for the college entrance examination?
Xia Zhiyuan had a bit of a headache. She seemed to be able to see how wonderful Lao Ban's expression would be when he saw that the wish form was blank.

But I don't want to be in the limelight, so I just go with the flow.

After making up her mind, she didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed the form on the table, walked to the podium and handed it to Zhang Muzong.

The follow-up is beyond Zhi Yuan's control, anyway, she just wants to finish her studies in high school with peace of mind, find opportunities to make money in college, and become a salted fish.

All the turmoil in the outside world will have nothing to do with her.

All the class teachers in the second grade didn't look so good after getting the forms of their respective classes.

After submitting it to the above on Wednesday, the elder, the vice-principal, and even the principal himself couldn't sit still.

The reason is the same, there are only a handful of members who signed up for the entire second year of high school, a total of only 23 members.

At four o'clock in the afternoon on Wednesday, the atmosphere in the conference hall of the No. [-] Middle School was a bit dignified.

"Ask Tang Mengxi, Wei Lijia, Huang Pengfei, Cai Zeyuan and other top ten students in the school to see if they have any ideas."

"Actually, I'm curious. Why are the seats of the student union chairman and its members only selected among the sophomores. The third year of senior year is preparing for the college entrance examination. It's understandable to pass, but what about the first year?"

"I know what you mean, but which school have you seen as the chairman of the student union, who is a freshman? How to deal with being gossiped later?"

"But now we are still deciding by one vote, there is no difference!"

"No, the first year of high school is just entering school, and they can talk freely, which is easy to cause trouble. The third year of high school is not suitable, only the second year of high school is the best training target."

"I think what the principal said makes sense."

"Can"

"Okay, first let the head teacher of the experimental class discuss it with a few top students. The specific situation will be discussed in detail during the meeting on Monday night next week."

(End of this chapter)