Chapter 12

At eight o'clock in the evening, Su Yuan and his companions hurried to the classroom, which was the regular activity room for their Bioengineering Class One.

By the time they arrived, more than half of the people were already there.

"Do you want to give it a try?" Gao Jun pointed to the four characters on the blackboard, "Class Officer Election." Su Yuan shook his head and declined, "I'll pass. This semester's courses are quite heavy."

"That's too bad," Ji Yehao was surprised by her decision. With her "cute" appearance, Su Yuan had always been popular in the class. However, perhaps due to a lack of "responsibility," she had always been reluctant to get involved in class affairs. This semester, the "old secretary" was stepping down, and it was originally thought that Su Yuan, being the popular choice, might change. Unexpectedly, she became even more reserved.

Ji Yehao looked at Su Yuan, somewhat disappointed.

Su Yuan lowered her head. She was supposed to be a strong candidate for the class secretary this year, but after her body changed, she decided to minimize her public appearances as much as possible. Therefore, she voluntarily gave up the competition. Her decision not to run for a class officer position drew many surprised looks.

Jiang Yuan, the cultural and sports committee member, was running for the same position again. This thankless job likely had no one to compete with her. Jiang Yuan, the beautiful girl with large, dark eyes, stared at Su Yuan intently, as if trying to discover something on her face.

"See, your sister is looking at you!" Gao Jun whispered.

"Go away! Stay away from me." She lightly punched his head and gave a certain "fatso" a dirty look.

Jiang Yuan and Su Yuan's names had the same second character, so many people jokingly called Su Yuan Jiang Yuan's brother. In reality, Jiang Yuan took good care of this nominal "brother," and occasionally, there were rumors about them. Of course, Su Yuan knew that her "sister" actually liked Lu Chuan from the same class.

Su Yuan was definitely not interested in the class officer election and watched her classmates with the detachment of an outsider.

At that moment, a girl named Lu Wei was giving her self-introduction on stage. She spoke eloquently and confidently, but for some reason, Su Yuan found her words grating. After frowning for a long time, she realized that Lu Wei's words were veiled with hidden barbs.

She thought it was probably because this girl was too competitive. Although university class officers had little power, they often had to do a lot of work. A class was a microcosm of society, and some people, consciously or unconsciously, brought the competitive atmosphere of society into the class. Accustomed to being pampered, they were unwilling to be inferior in any way, leading to a toxic environment and tarnishing the camaraderie among classmates.

Lu Wei was graceful during her speech, but her gaze frequently turned toward Su Yuan. She thought that after a summer's absence, this delicate boy seemed even more appealing.

In fact, she was worried that Su Yuan might change his mind and suddenly stand up to compete for the position of class secretary. If Su Yuan did, he would likely win.

"Su Yuan, it seems like Lu Wei is quite concerned about you," Yang Xiaowei, sitting next to Su Yuan, joked.

Su Yuan, who was absent-mindedly twirling a pen between her fingers, did not respond, feeling even more annoyed. She realized that while she had no interest in competing, she was seen as a rival by some. She touched her face, wondering if she was really that competitive.

The thought made her chuckle. This was charisma! She was delighted and immersed in the pleasure of her own charm.

"Don't worry, watch me!"

Feeling a nudge on her leg, Su Yuan was startled to see Yang Xiaowei, as if making a decision, raise his hand high after Lu Wei finished her speech. He stood up, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and said, "I want to run for class secretary!"

Su Yuan was surprised, realizing he was going to stir things up!

"What's Xiaowei up to?" Gao Jun asked in surprise.

Su Yuan: "He must be out of his mind..."

Yang Xiaowei had always been a good speaker, thanks to his family environment. Competing for the position of class secretary with Lu Wei, he had met his match.

During the vote counting, Yang Xiaowei ultimately lost by a few votes. Although he missed the position of class secretary, he was unexpectedly elected as the class president. But could this guy really handle the job?

On the way back, the magnolias on both sides of the road were lush under the streetlights, their branches majestic. Yang Xiaowei beat his chest and stomped his feet, looking regretful, "Su Su, I'm done for. Why did I put a shackle on myself? Now I'll have much less time to spend with my girlfriend. I've dug my own grave... I've dug my own grave!!"

"Everyone else is vying to be class president, but you act like you've been drafted. You're still a class president, after all!" Su Yuan couldn't stand it anymore and said sarcastically.

"I was just trying to stand up for you, but who knew it would turn out like this," he grumbled.

"You're a pig-brain!" Su Yuan sneered, "Because of you, Lu Wei probably thinks I'm out to get her."

Some conflicts arise so inexplicably. Lu Wei was definitely hostile toward her. Psychologically, the more someone dislikes another, the more they will perceive their actions as intentional, even if they are not. Su Yuan hadn't complained yet, but Yang Xiaowei was already whining.

"Yehao, look at what your Su Su did to me!" Yang Xiaowei complained to Ji Yehao.

Ji Yehao usually didn't get involved in such spontaneous disputes. Seeing Yang Xiaowei seek his help, he felt a headache and said, "You brought it on yourself!"

"Hey, who did you say is his?" Su Yuan jumped in.

"I was just joking!"

Ji Yehao said seriously, "Don't make that joke again."

"Okay, okay, I won't, I won't!" Yang Xiaowei then patted his chest and said to Su Yuan, "Don't be afraid of Lu Wei. I'm the class president now, and I'll protect you."

Su Yuan was at a loss, "What a big shot..."

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