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Yu Hao shook his head in anguish: "See? Even now, he still doesn't know what his problem is."
Xiao Haiyang: "..."
Yu Hao ignored him and continued, "As the literature and art committee member, I will raise the aesthetic standards of each of you to the level of a normal person over the next two years."
"Although... you're still a single dog right now..."
Upon hearing those three words, everyone immediately shouted, "Change! We want a change!!"
Xiao Haiyang joined in the commotion: "RNM, change players!!!"
Li Shuci and the others chuckled softly below.
Everything before was so serious.
The atmosphere became more relaxed as soon as we arrived at Hao Ge's place.
"Shut up!!!" Yu Hao scared everyone away with his exaggerated facial expressions, then calmly said, "Even though you're all single, I haven't looked down on you, have I?"
"How are you going to find girlfriends if you don't improve your aesthetic sense?"
How do you get girls to like you?
"I'm doing this for your own good," Yu Hao said with a smile. "So I hope everyone will vote for me later!"
After Yu Hao went downstairs.
No one is running for this position...
Yu Hao was also eligible for re-election.
"Next, the psychology committee member."
Bi Shisan glanced at Xiao Haiyang, then got up and walked to the podium.
"I, Bi Shisan, have helped the Hong Kong Island police investigate a large number of murder cases this summer."
Everyone: "..."
Isn't this an election for class officers?
Why bring up such terrifying things?
Feng Cuicui frowned and said, "This is a school, don't talk about irrelevant things."
“This is not insignificant,” Bi Shisan said, looking at them. “It fully demonstrates that I have strong logic and observation skills.”
"I can discern your current emotions and offer corresponding solutions."
"That's why I want to be the student mental health representative."
Everyone: "..."
For a moment, I didn't know whether I should applaud or not.
After saying all this, Bi Shisan did not linger for long.
He gave the position directly to Xiao Haiyang.
"I am Xiao Haiyang, and I have been the class's psychological counselor for two years."
"When I first chose to be the class's counselor, my goal was simple: to earn those two credits."
"But now that my grades have improved, those two credits aren't so important anymore."
As Xiao Haiyang finished speaking, he glanced at Bi Shisan below the stage.
A split appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"But my fear of not having enough credits for three years is not so easy to get rid of, so I want to continue being the student counselor."
"If possible, I hope everyone will vote for me!"
The crowd applauded.
Many people in the audience had talked to Xiao Haiyang. They could be considered to have received his help.
For example, small magazines, small CDs, etc.
Most people were very willing to accept Xiao Haiyang's offer to continue serving as the psychology committee member.
At least...
He's better than that speechless Bi Shisan, isn't he?
"Alright, let's start voting now." Feng Cuicui didn't waste any words and directly asked people to raise their hands.
Lin Luoxue nudged Su Chen's arm: "Guess who it could be?"
"Is there even a need to guess?" Su Chen smirked. "It's definitely Xiao Haiyang!"
"They're already juniors. Unless they've done something outrageous, students generally won't voluntarily change class officers."
In university, the class officer is usually the same person from beginning to end.
Otherwise, an already extremely loosely organized group can easily turn into a disorganized mess. 4.7
As long as you don't want to, no one will care.
No one will choose to replace him.
This has nothing to do with strength.
It's just because of habit.
As Su Chen had predicted, Xiao Haiyang won by a unanimous vote.
Xiao Haiyang: "San'er, it seems everyone still likes me!"
Bi Shisan frowned and shook his head: "Heroes have reached their end, and bandits run rampant."
"San'er, don't be sad." Xiao Haiyang patted his shoulder: "Maybe next year, when you're a senior, you'll become the psychology representative!"
Everyone smiled knowingly.
At that time, such a position was basically meaningless.
It's more worthwhile to read a couple more books than to try and earn this.
But Bi Shisan turned to look at him and said, "Alright, let's fight again next year!"
Everyone: "..."
"Alright, alright!!! Everyone, please be quiet."
Yu Hao clapped his hands and stood up: "Everyone, come and get your gifts quickly. I don't care what methods you use today."
"Even if you have to give them away randomly on the street, you have to get these gifts out of here!!!"
"Huh?~~" Everyone was unwilling.
"Hurry up!!! Do you really want to force your brother Hao to lose his temper?!"
Xiao Haiyang looked up: "How about we get a new arts and culture representative?"
"Okay!~~~"
"You dare!!!"
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the next day.
Everyone carried their newly acquired books back to the dormitory.
"Oh my god! I'm so tired! It's so heavy!" Yu Hao opened the dormitory door and was the first to rush in.
He 'laboriously' placed the only two books he had on the table.
"What do you mean you're tired?! All your books are here with me!!!"
A furious roar came directly from behind him.
Xiao Haiyang swayed as he ran to his spot and threw all the books he was holding onto the hammock.
He was holding onto the edge of the bed, panting heavily.
"What are you tired about! You're so strong, can't you help me carry some books?" Yu Hao pointed at Xiao Haiyang: "Quick, bring me all the duplicate books in your bag."
"Come and get it yourself if you want it!"
“That’s right.” Bi Shisan walked in from outside at this moment.
I glanced at Yu Hao as I passed by.
He raised the book in his hand.
Then return to your position.
"This kind of strength training is good for your health." Bi Shisan glanced at Yu Hao: "Some people have trouble sleeping at night because they have a lot of energy."
"I have excessive internal heat and need to exercise more."
Yu Hao: "..."