"I have two things to say."
"First, there will be a reality show recording at our school tomorrow."
"Second — starting today, Bi Xia will be the class president of Class H. Do you all agree?"
In an instant, everyone widened their eyes, completely forgetting about the first thing Zhang Zhongxing ntioned. They were stunned, looking at Bi Xia with complex expressions on their faces. They looked at each other, unsure how to react.
Class president, that's the class president.
Being a class president isn't just about holding the position; it represents the strength of the class, the leader. To put it simply, the class president is the boss of the class.
Therefore, the appointnt and replacent of a class president require careful consideration by the teacher, followed by voting by the whole class to be elected. ng Chi was the previous class president of Class H.
A hand was raised slowly at this mont. A boy stood up, frowning, "Teacher, if Bi Xia is elected as the class president, then Boss ng... He's only suspended, he hasn't left forever."
"That's right," another person stood up, "I admit Bi Xia is also very capable, but after all, Boss ng didn't make a mistake. Isn't it too sudden to decide Bi Xia takes his place?"
"Enough!" Wu Zhiyuan yelled coldly, silencing everyone. In Class H, aside from ng Chi, Wu Zhiyuan was the most authoritative.
Wu Zhiyuan looked seriously at the calm-faced Bi Xia and said, "I agree with Bi Xia becoming the class president of Class H."
"Our Class H has been scattered for a long ti, and you all know this. We don't know when Boss ng will return. We need a boss, soone who can lead us to surpass Class A."
"Bi Xia said sothing very true: We think our class isn't as good as other classes because we inherently reject Class H. If we even reject our own group, what victory, what coback can we talk about?"
"We don't need a boss who always protects us," Wu Zhiyuan clenched his fist, "We need a boss who can wake us up!"
"If I have to choose soone, I only acknowledge Bi Xia!"
"Absolutely!" Zhao Wenxin slapped the table and stood up, "How much longer do you want to be called trash by other classes? I can't stand it anymore. If ng Chi cos back and isn't happy, I'll let him beat up! In any case, I recognize Bi Xia as the class president!"
Zhao Wenxin's deskmate, Wang Jie, also stood up, eyes shining, "I recognize too! Having His Majesty as the boss puts us at ease! I feel like we've already won even before fighting, hahaha."
"Shut up, Wang Jie, you must be captivated by Bi Xia's looks! Hahaha, you're lovesick."
Another girl stood up laughing to refute, "What's wrong with that? His Majesty not only has good looks but is also great in fights and has a sharp tongue. He's simply a male god-level character!"
"OMG, you're off-topic!!!"
Sweet, light laughter echoed in the classroom, interrupting everyone's fiery, playful discussion.
The teenager raised an eyebrow looking at them, "I haven't agreed yet."
Everyone: ...
Unanimously, everyone's gaze turned to Zhang Zhongxing. Zhang Zhongxing helplessly turned his gaze towards Bi Xia. The plea in his eyes was self-evident, but when he t those dazzling eyes, Zhang Zhongxing suddenly felt relieved.
The starry eyes seed to gather all the starlight of the night sky, shining charmingly. His lips curved lightly, and his slender fingers brushed aside the hair on his forehead, "Acting."
Everyone: ???
Bi Xia said calmly, "Acting as the class president. When ng Chi cos back, we'll discuss everything again."
", Bi Xia, won't take advantage of soone's misfortune."
Cheers resounded through the entire class instantly. Wu Zhiyuan jumped onto the desk, raising his hand to the highest point, "Bi Xia!"
Everyone stood on their desks in unison, raising their hands to the highest point, shouting together, "Bi Xia!"
"Class H, Bi Xia!"
"Class H, Bi Xia!"
Zhang Zhongxing smiled warmly at Bi Xia, unlike his previous cold look, "Whenever a new class president is elected in any class, it's announced to other classes in this way to show our competitive spirit."
Bi Xia nodded, looking at the passionate teenagers, chuckled lightly, "You do think highly of , but..."
"I won't disappoint you!"
The cheers spread from the classroom to the corridor, from the corridor to every class having a lesson. Leaders of all classes stopped whatever they were doing and turned to look towards the door.
Class H actually has a new boss being recognized?
"Go investigate clearly."
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