Chapter 238 Who among the respectable people speaks their mind?

The first period of evening self-study was Chinese class, and Old Liu arrived late.

“Alright, everyone, stop for a moment.”

Jiang Nian looked up, knowing that Old Liu was about to select the Mental Health Representative.

However, he had no interest in the position of Mental Health Representative.

Jiang Nian knew himself well; he was not the backbone of the class, but rather a black sheep of the collective.

Before being selected as Mental Health Representative, he was a priest who didn’t mess with little boys, a tenor skilled in human nature, a haven for his classmates’ souls.

Once selected, he would instantly forget his roots.

“Hua, you finally admitted it, you even… your team member’s ex-girlfriend…”

Therefore, he was destined to be unable to fulfill the role of Mental Health Representative.

“Those who plan to run for Mental Health Representative, please raise your hand. I’ll roughly count the number of people,” Old Liu said from the podium, already preparing to write names.

A few scattered hands went up below.

Li Hua didn’t raise his hand; he had already given up.

“Nian, who are you voting for?”

Jiang Nian ignored him.

Haha, a clumsy trap.

The number of people raising their hands to run could be counted on one hand. Each person getting five minutes on stage would only take up less than half of the self-study period.

After these four people quickly finished speaking, you could just vote for whoever you wanted.

Could you really say who you were voting for? Was it true that he supported Zeng Yong as Mental Health Representative?

That was pure nonsense.

Besides, could what came out be his true thoughts?

Who among decent people would speak their true thoughts aloud?

The election began.

The first few to go on stage were all harmless individuals in the class, looking like gentle, good people.

Perhaps in their perception, a Mental Health Representative equaled an outgoing person, or someone who gave others a strong sense of security.

Of course, there was nothing wrong with saying that.

However, Jiang Nian felt that the speeches of these few people were still too superficial.

It was like there was a thick barrier, unable to penetrate people’s hearts.

They all monotonously spoke about their advantages and how they would serve their classmates if elected.

Vulgar, lacking in novelty.

“I say, what are they mumbling about?” Li Hua also learned this trick, lowering his voice and saying, “Nian, what do you think?”

Jiang Nian glanced at him, “I’m sitting and watching.”

Li Hua couldn’t get the desired affirmation from Jiang Nian, so he could only lie back on his desk.

Finally, the big one was coming.

Yu Zhiyi made her grand entrance last. When she swayed onto the stage, the atmosphere in the class, completely different from the previous awkwardness, suddenly became lively and boisterous.

No one knew what they were cheering about, but they were happy nonetheless.

“She’s here, the Fated One!”

“Now, with infighting and treacherous officials rampant in the class, it is precisely because we lack a Mental Health Representative.”

“Indeed, if Yu Zhiyi is elected Mental Health Representative, then treacherous officials will retreat in fear, and virtuous gentlemen will rejoice.”

“This is a feat worthy of praise even from Yao and Shun!”

Yu Zhiyi was a little nervous. She had originally thought there would be an awkward silence after she went on stage.

Thinking of that embarrassing scene, she felt terrible. Her body was almost trembling slightly as she walked the few meters from the aisle to the podium.

Who knew, the live feedback was so good.

She was stunned; that scoundrel had actually been right.

Yu Zhiyi looked at the enthusiastic classmates below, took a deep breath, and began to recite the speech she had prepared long ago.

“The reason I am running for Mental Health Representative is…”

In his seat, ever since Yu Zhiyi went on stage, Jiang Nian had been writing his homework with his head down, and Li Hua had pulled out an English vocabulary book and was quietly reciting words.

Both of them were acting perfectly, pretending to be completely indifferent. As if they didn’t care about the Mental Health Representative election at all, nor who was standing on stage.

Jiang Nian listened to Yu Zhiyi’s voice on stage, slowly turned his head, and glanced at Li Hua.

“Hua, how much have you memorized?”

Li Hua was stunned. The words were good, but they just wouldn’t stick in his head.

“What about you? How many problems have you done?”

Jiang Nian moved his arm away, glanced at Wu Jungu’s back, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

“Why are you half-heartedly memorizing words here? Are you a drunkard…”

“Chishi! Chishi!!” Li Hua almost shrieked, quickly interrupting Jiang Nian and lowering his voice, “Nian, if you’re uncultured, don’t quote classics randomly.”

As he said this, Li Hua also glanced at Wu Jungu in the front row with his peripheral vision.

The dignified leader of a group, coveting a team member’s ex-girlfriend?

If this were confirmed, he would be socially dead.

Honestly, Jiang Nian was truly like a deliveryman arriving at the door. He had disguised himself so well, and he just had to pull this stunt.

“I may not be very cultured, but I want to eat oden from the cafeteria after self-study,” Jiang Nian said in a coquettish, high-pitched voice, “Three fish balls and…”

“Three fish balls, are you crazy?!” Li Hua was shocked, “Aren’t you afraid of getting full?!”

Jiang Nian frowned, pointed at him, and began.

“You even…” *Click*, Li Hua grabbed Jiang Nian’s finger and smiled.

“Let’s discuss it.”

Zhang Ningzhi curiously glanced at the two of them, wondering what strange things these boys were talking about again.

But she didn’t ask further; it definitely wasn’t anything good.

Li Hua surrendered directly, and Jiang Nian whistled in victory. It could only be said that things obtained for free were indeed delicious; he was already looking forward to the cafeteria’s late-night snack.

Hehe.

He turned to look at Zhang Ningzhi, and in his good mood, he asked.

“Do you want to eat fish balls?”

“No,” Zhang Ningzhi shook her head.

She still wanted to maintain her figure; eating all day, she would turn into a pig’s head sooner or later.

“Oh, then I’ll ask around,” Jiang Nian said, about to turn away.

Zhang Ningzhi grabbed him and forcibly pulled him back. Looking at the bewildered Jiang Nian, she said seriously.

“I changed my mind.”

She suddenly remembered that the class monitor would eat fish balls, and was easily coaxed by thick-skinned people like Jiang Nian.

As a member of Class Three, she had the obligation and responsibility to protect the class monitor from harassment. She would reluctantly take on the task; an occasional late-night snack was fine.

“Oh, oh, okay,” Jiang Nian was indifferent.

Although Yao Beibei ate everything, she might not have time to go to the cafeteria with them.

On the podium, Yu Zhiyi had finished her election speech.

Old Liu went on stage, surveyed the classroom, and then said.

“Does anyone else want to run for election?”

He asked twice, and no one in the class spoke up. So the election process directly moved to the next step, which was the crucial anonymous class-wide vote.

Everyone in the class, except for the four candidates, had the right to cast one vote.

Each person wrote a slip of paper, which was collected by the leaders of each group. Finally, they were gathered at the podium, where Class Representative Tao Ran and Disciplinary Committee member Cai Xiaoqing presided over the vote counting and tallying with ‘Zheng’ characters.

The so-called ‘Zheng’ character tallying meant writing the candidates’ names on the blackboard.

Cai Xiaoqing would read out a name from a vote, and Class Representative Tao Ran would draw a stroke of the ‘Zheng’ character under that name with a watercolor pen. Finally, the votes would be tallied, and the candidate with the most votes would win.

At Old Liu’s command, the whole class noisily began writing their slips of paper.

Zhang Ningzhi tore a square slip of paper from her scratch pad, picked up her pen, thought for a moment, and decided to vote for one of the unremarkable girls among the four.

Because she often read books on psychology, she might really want to be elected Mental Health Representative.

As for the others, Zhang Ningzhi was not familiar with Yu Zhiyi. Although it wasn’t good to say so, she felt that Yu Zhiyi probably wouldn’t lack votes.

So, after pondering for a moment, she still decided to vote for that girl.

After writing the girl’s name on the slip of paper, she turned to look at Jiang Nian. She found that he and Li Hua seemed to have finished writing long ago, much faster than her.

Out of curiosity, she quietly asked.

“Who did you two vote for?”

Jiang Nian said, without batting an eyelid or blushing, “Luo Yong, after all, we occasionally play together.”

Hearing this, Li Hua chimed in.

“That’s right, don’t these kinds of votes only go to people you know well?”

“It seems so, oh.” Zhang Ningzhi was a little confused. Thinking that she herself also favored those she knew, she couldn’t help but purse her lips.

After collection, the vote counting began at the podium.

“Luo Yong!”

The first vote belonged to Luo Yong, so on the blackboard, a black stroke appeared under his name.

In Lin Dong’s group.

Chen Yunyun turned to look at Lin Dong, deliberately avoiding looking at Sun Zhicheng.

It wasn’t that she was isolating anyone; it was just that Sun Zhicheng’s rare bald spot was too funny, and she was afraid of laughing out loud.

“Group leader, who did you vote for?”

Lin Dong heard this and said frankly.

“Yu Zhiyi, of course. Is there anyone more suitable than her?”

Others cared about gossip, but he wasn’t afraid. What was wrong with supporting Yu Zhiyi? Wasn’t a Mental Health Representative chosen based on who made you feel comfortable?

Was there a problem?

I, Lin Dong, have lived an upright life and never shown weakness!

Chen Yunyun said “uh” for a long time, preparing to turn back.

She had only asked casually. Currently, the votes for the four people on the blackboard were all similar. No significant difference could be seen yet, and it was unclear who would be elected.

“By the way,” Lin Dong suddenly added, “A-Cheng also…”

Sun Zhicheng, who had been slumped on his desk in despair, almost instantly turned red and clapped his hand over his mouth when he heard Lin Dong say that.

“What! What! What nonsense are you talking about?!”

On the blackboard, Yu Zhiyi’s votes began to surge.

“Yu Zhiyi x9.”