Chapter 84: **The Image Spokesperson!**

Tang Chong turned around and saw a woman in a black business suit walking quickly toward him.

The woman had a delicate appearance and looked quite attractive. She was tall and slender, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

However, this woman made Tang Chong feel inexplicably nervous.

Because, she was holding a large fruit basket in her left hand and a box of pastries in her right, and she could walk briskly and steadily, as if her slender body contained boundless strength.

Tang Chong stared at her with a wary look and said, "I don't know you."

The woman smiled and said, "Mr. Tang, someone asked me to bring you a gift."

"Who?" Tang Chong asked.

"Just a fruit basket and a box of mooncakes," the woman handed the gifts to him and said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. Please accept this small gift."

"You haven't told me who sent the gift yet," Tang Chong refused to take it. "If I don't know the person, you might as well take it back."

"Mr. Tang, please don't make it difficult for me, okay?" the woman pleaded. It was hard to be harsh when a beautiful woman spoke so softly.

Unfortunately, Tang Chong didn't give her any face.

"It's you who made it difficult for me," Tang Chong said with a smile. "Take it back. I don't need it. The school will also distribute mooncakes, and they should taste pretty good."

The woman, helpless, said, "My task is to deliver it to you."

She stepped forward, and Tang Chong took a step back.

Then, she put the fruit basket and the box of pastries on the ground and turned to run away quickly.

Seeing the woman run so fast in high heels, Tang Chong felt quite a headache.

He walked back, bent down, and picked up the fruit basket and the box of pastries from the ground.

A cleaner with a garbage cart passed by, and he caught up with her, handed her the fruit basket and the box of pastries, and said, "Auntie, this is for you. Happy holiday."

After saying that, he turned and walked back.

"Hey, young man, this is not right. This is not right. How can I accept such an expensive gift from you?"

"Is it possible that you are our daughter Qianqian's boyfriend, Xiao Gang? Since you're here, why don't you come to our house for a visit?"

Tang Chong didn't respond to the auntie's call and didn't accept her invitation to visit her house. Instead, he quickly walked into the campus.

When Tang Chong was far away, the delicate woman came out from a corner.

She looked at the auntie who was holding the fruit basket and the box of pastries and smiling broadly, with a strange expression.

Walking to Xueyuan Road, which was separated from Xuefu Road by a street, she saw a black Audi parked in front of a small shop.

She opened the passenger door and got in, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't complete the task."

"Ah," a sigh that made one's bones chill came from the back seat.

Tang Chong pushed open the dormitory door and saw the room in chaos. Huaming, with his face covered in black lines, was running around. Liang Tao and Master Wang Aiguo were surrounding him from front and back. Li Yu was sitting on a chair, shuffling cards, and smiling at the scene.

Seeing Tang Chong return, Huaming quickly rushed over, grabbed his arm, and shouted, "Second, you have to stand up for me. I clearly said I wasn't going to bomb, but they insisted on taking my double kings. Is there such a thing in card games?"

"Do you have any shame? You called a bomb, but when you saw that Wang Aiguo had a bomb, you picked up your double kings again. Isn't this a loss? Quickly, stretch out your face so we can draw two turtles on it. Otherwise, we won't let this go."

"That's right. A man should accept his loss." Wang Aiguo also chimed in. "It's just two turtles. Your face is so big, it doesn't matter if you have a few more."

"I didn't bomb."

"You threw your cards out but didn't bomb?"

"That was an accident."

"Then you're cheating." Liang Tao and Wang Aiguo held him from both sides, and Li Yu came over with a pen and quickly drew two turtle eggs on Huaming's face, which was wriggling fiercely. Because he was wriggling so much, she could only draw two circles.

"How did you end up playing cards together?" Tang Chong asked Wang Aiguo. He didn't remember Wang Aiguo and Huaming, Liang Tao having a good relationship.

"I came to talk to you about something," Wang Aiguo said with a smile, his face also having a few small turtles. "You weren't here. They said they were short one person for a game, so I played a few rounds with them."

"What's the matter?" Tang Chong asked.

"Let's talk over there. It's a big deal for the department, and I don't want these guys to hear." Wang Aiguo walked to the balcony, and Tang Chong followed.

Master Wang Aiguo looked at Tang Chong seriously and said, "I really didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it."

"What didn't you expect?" Tang Chong asked.

"Do you remember what I said the first time we met?" Wang Aiguo asked.

"I remember," Tang Chong said. 'I could tell at first glance that you are a **sir,' he probably wouldn't forget for years or even decades.

"At that time, I said you were a person of great talent, not an ordinary person."

"Didn't you say it differently?" Tang Chong corrected. He wondered if Wang Aiguo had said this to every new student and now got the wrong person. "You slapped the table and said, 'I could tell at first glance that you are a **sir.'"

"Really?" Wang Aiguo was surprised, opening his mouth wide. "I said that?"

"Yes," Tang Chong nodded firmly.

Wang Aiguo looked embarrassed and said, "What I meant was that you are not an ordinary **sir, but a super **sir, a top **sir, a **sir who can defy the heavens. You are the image spokesperson for millions of **sirs. Think about it, you were taken as a disciple by Dean Jiao as soon as you entered the school. This honor alone is enough to make hundreds of people in our department jealous. Also, during the class president election, I was there. Damn, I didn't expect your votes to be so high. I was writing the votes on the board, and every time I heard your name, I felt my body shiver. Usually, the class president is the former temporary president because he is familiar and has a good base of support. I didn't expect you to be so strong and directly beat him."

"Are you here to admit that you misjudged me?" Tang Chong teased.

"Hey, how could I misjudge you?" Wang Aiguo denied, his face red and neck thick. "Go and ask around. Among this year's new students, who else have I read their faces for? It's because I saw that you were not an ordinary person that I gave you that reading. And it turned out to be accurate."

"Alright," Tang Chong didn't want to keep poking at the master's wound. "You said you wanted to talk to me about something?"

"Yes," Wang Aiguo said. "I have a question for you. Are you willing to join the Student Union?"

"Join the Student Union?" Tang Chong shook his head. "I haven't thought about it."

"How can you not think about it? Many students want to join."

"What are the benefits?"

"None."

"Then why join?"

"It's a chance to exercise yourself," Wang Aiguo said weakly.

"Alright, I won't join." Tang Chong said. "I have a lot of things to do this year. I don't have time to join any clubs."

"But you can't not join," Wang Aiguo said. "The class president of each class must join the Student Union. And your position won't be bad. Usually, you will be placed in the Life Department or the Discipline Department, which are more prominent and easier to achieve results."

"Still, I won't join." Tang Chong shook his head. "I don't want to be in the spotlight right now."

"True," Wang Aiguo laughed. "You are already the most prominent among the new students in our department and the most well-known among the new students at Nan Da. I heard that many people from other departments are不服气 (unhappy) and want to challenge you."

"..."

Tang Chong felt helpless, wondering if this was the burden of a false reputation.

"I won't join the Student Union," Tang Chong said. "Tell me what the other thing is."

"The Welcome Party," Wang Aiguo looked at Tang Chong as if he were a bumpkin and said, "You haven't heard of it?"

"I have," Tang Chong said. "What does it have to do with me?"

Wang Aiguo looked at Tang Chong, speechless, and said, "Aren't you a new student? Not only are you a new student, but you are also the class president. So, this has a lot to do with you."

"Are you going to make me sing on stage?" Tang Chong said.

"That's not necessary," Wang Aiguo waved his hand and said, "I can tell at first glance that you can't sing. The department has a rule that each class must submit a program to the school. As the class president of Class 1, you are responsible for the program for Class 1. It can be singing, dancing, crosstalk, or a skit. When it is reported to the school, some will be cut."

"I'll try," Tang Chong said. Jiao Nanxin is the class's cultural committee member; this matter can be left to her.

"Don't try," Wang Aiguo said. "After the Mid-Autumn Festival break, you must report the list to me."

"Alright," Tang Chong had to agree.

Wang Aiguo patted Tang Chong's shoulder and said with a grin, "I have high hopes for you."

As soon as Wang Aiguo left, Huaming sneaked over and said, "Second, the department wants our class to submit a program for the Welcome Party?"

"Do you have any recommendations?"

"Sure," Huaming nodded with a lecherous look. "When recommending others, one should avoid enemies, but when recommending oneself, there's no need to avoid. I recommend myself."

"What can you do?" Tang Chong asked.

(PS: Reunion and moon viewing, only two chapters updated today. Tonight, everyone should focus their love on their families. Love Lao Liu tomorrow.

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