Cui Hao stepped forward and punched his arm lightly. "You punk, I thought you weren’t coming."
"I said I would co, so I definitely would."
"It’s your turn now. Go on up, I’ll wait for you."
Xue Yang nodded and strode to the interview podium. He first bowed to the interviewers and then began his self-introduction.
"Respected professors, dear classmates:
"Good afternoon, everyone!
"I am Xue Yang from the 2014 Finance Class. It is my honor to participate in this Student Council transition conference. I am running for the position of president.
"I am very grateful for this opportunity to speak. I want to extend a special thanks to my ntor, Professor Gong Li. It was her encouragent that gave the courage to speak my mind today."
Listening to Xue Yang’s self-introduction from the interview table, Chen Ying finally understood. He was participating in the election for Student Council president because of his ntor.
"In life, there are many opportunities one must seize for oneself. Napoleon once said, ’A soldier who doesn’t want to be a general is not a good soldier.’ Therefore, I would first like to promote myself. In my personal life, I am calm and reserved, but I enjoy taking on all sorts of challenges and trying new things. I have a strong sense of responsibility. In my work, I am adaptable, ticulous, and serious, with strong leadership and organizational skills. As for ti managent, I will carefully plan my ti for study and work to avoid conflicts as much as possible."
In the past, she had never taken the ti to understand Xue Yang. In her eyes, he wasn’t even worth being called a kid brother. Looking back now, how could Xue Yang have gone from a struggling student at the bottom of the class to the top scorer on the Hui City college entrance exam in such a short ti without trendous self-discipline and self-control? He wasn’t worthless at all; he was exceptional. Moreover, his excellence had only beco more apparent after he entered university.
Listening to Xue Yang’s self-introduction, a phrase surfaced in her mind: A golden-scaled creature is not ant for a re pond; upon encountering wind and clouds, it transforms into a dragon.
"I believe the presidency isn’t just a position, but a responsibility. A progressive departnt relies on its leader’s effective organizational skills. Only by leading and coordinating the work of all departnts can we support the school’s daily administrative tasks and continuously improve our ability to serve the students..."
The interviewers were undoubtedly extrely pleased with Xue Yang’s self-introduction. All three of them put a checkmark next to his na.
At the interview table, one of the professors pushed up his black-rimd glasses to see more clearly and asked, "I just heard your self-introduction. It was very comprehensive, and you have excellent plans for the future. I’d like to ask, what is your view of the Student Council? What are your thoughts on it?"
"I believe the Student Council is a collective body. Every mber must constantly uphold its positive image, acting as a role model and leading by example. We must act with integrity at all tis, setting an example for others, handling all matters impartially without a hint of personal bias. We must have the courage to engage in criticism and self-criticism, and be receptive to differing opinions..."
By the end of his response, the interviewing professor was very satisfied.
"If you are successfully elected as the Student Council president, what will you do?"
"As Student Council president, work capability is crucial, but interpersonal skills are even more vital!
"I co from a very ordinary family. My parents didn’t even graduate from elentary school, and they do simple work back in our hotown. However, my mom always tells , ’Learn how to conduct yourself before you try to accomplish things.’ College is where you truly learn how to do that, because it provides a systematic frawork and platform for personal growth.
"Tolerate those whom others cannot tolerate; do what others cannot do!..."
Chen Ying’s thoughts began to drift.
She and Xue Yang were both from Hui City, so she had heard about his family long ago. They were indeed very ordinary. Perhaps if Xue Yang hadn’t been admitted to Yanbei, his life would have followed an ordinary path. He would have attended an average college, and upon graduation, if he was lucky, joined a decent company with an average job. If he was unlucky, he might not have found a job at all and just idled his days away. But after getting into Yanbei, his destiny changed. He was like a stock with visible future potential—to miss out on him was another’s loss. She felt as if she had truly lost sothing important.
After he stepped down from the podium, the interviews continued.
Cui Hao walked over, casually slinging an arm over Xue Yang’s shoulder with a wide grin. "Xue Yang, you’re really sothing. You ca so prepared. Have you been coveting the president’s seat for a while now?"
Xue Yang glanced at him. Cui Hao quickly said, "Hey, hey, hey, don’t look at like that. I’m not even ashad to lose to you. Your level of seriousness with everything is just inhuman."
Take pursuing soone for six consecutive years, for example. Who else could do that?
"Losing to a powerhouse like you? For , that’s an honorable defeat."
Xue Yang ignored him and quickened his pace.
It was already past six o’clock, and the sky was gradually darkening.
Xue Yang needed to speed up his data processing.
"Hey, don’t walk so fast! Let’s go to the library together. I haven’t finished my data either. I’m dood. I’ll probably have to pull an all-nighter. But hey, I got that foreign language beauty’s QQ! Look, isn’t she pretty?"
Cui Hao showed Xue Yang a photo he had saved from Sun Yufei’s QQ Space.
Xue Yang gave it a cursory glance. She was pretty, but she seed to lack a soul. He offered an objective assessnt, "She’s alright."
"You call this just ’alright’? Seriously... Xue Yang, your standards are way too high."
"..."
The interviews for the Student Council presidency were fewer than for other departnts. After things were wrapped up, Chen Ying prepared to leave. Just then, Lu Hao, the Student Council president, walked over and said, "Classmate Chen, tonight is Christmas Eve. May I have the honor of inviting you to spend it with ?"
"President, I’m sorry, I have other plans."
With that, Chen Ying hurried away.
Lu Hao watched her fleeing figure, pushed up his black-frad glasses, and smiled indifferently before preparing to leave himself.
"President, I’m free! Can I spend Christmas Eve with you?" Zhou Wenqian said with a smile, appearing from out of nowhere.
"Of course!"
Lu Hao didn’t really care who he spent Christmas Eve with. He was about to graduate and was rely looking for soone to appease his family. Their parents’ generation was always like that. When you were studying, they wished you would keep your distance from every mber of the opposite sex. But the mont you graduated, they’d get anxious and rush you to find a girlfriend, ideally to produce a grandson for them right away. It was as if girlfriends and wives were creatures that would appear simply because they demanded them to.
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