Chapter 237: You want to compete with me for the position of squad leader? (Two in one)
After a short nap at noon, I feel more energetic in the afternoon.
Fang Wei was used to taking naps on his desk, so he didn’t feel that he slept badly. As long as he felt sleepy, he could sleep anywhere.
Liu Zhiyi was somewhat uncomfortable. It became difficult for her to fall asleep during lunch break without him around. Although she went to the dormitory with Wang Yushan to sleep together, her sleep effect was very poor. She didn't dare to move around for fear of disturbing Yushan's sleep.
So is it because Fang Wei is a very good sleeper, or is it because the smell on his body has the effect of helping one sleep...
The girl thought about it and decided to exchange her buckwheat pillow with him next time to see if she could sleep better using the same pillow he had used.
Fortunately, Xu Cailing did not have difficulty falling asleep. She slept soundly in the dormitory, holding the soft Pepe.
Compared to junior high school, there is one more class in the afternoon, a total of four classes, from 1:30 to 5:30.
During breaks, Fang Wei seldom stayed in his seat. He would either go to the toilet or stand on the balcony outside the corridor to get some fresh air.
Just like the entrance of the village is the information center for the aunties and the banyan tree is the chess and card activity center for the old men, the balcony outside each classroom is the activity center for the boys.
Going to the balcony to get some fresh air during breaks is one of the main ways for the boys in the class to get to know each other.
When we first entered school, most of the students were rather reserved. Even after introducing themselves at the beginning of the school year, most of them still couldn’t remember each other’s names. Fortunately, there was no need to know names when interacting like this. After spending a long time together, you will naturally know your classmates’ names.
Fang Wei is quite good at socializing, which makes him special among the top students in the key class, and also makes him quickly become one of the new classmates that the classmates get to know the fastest.
After all, many people's social circles at the beginning of the school year are limited to the classmates around their seats, but after a few breaks, Fang Wei's social circle has expanded to all the boys in the class.
For the other party, it is extremely easy to get along well with classmates. Everyone studies and plays together, and there is no need to try to make money from each other, ask for favors, or get promotion. It is a very pure form of social interaction.
It is simple to do. All you need to do is be proactive, polite, generous, and know when to act. You can easily win the favor of your classmates.
Don't be fooled by the fact that everyone seems silent and reserved at the moment. Fang Wei, who is also a teenager, knows it very well. They are just being reserved and a little embarrassed to show off, waiting for others to take the initiative. After they get to know each other, I'm afraid they will become more and more reserved and funny.
They talked about their previous high schools, games, anime, novels, and basketball. At the very least, they could just lean on the balcony and look at the pretty girls passing by. In less than three to five minutes, Fang Wei could become friends with his new classmates.
The new classmates were also surprised, thinking that they could actually get along so well with Fang Wei, it was like meeting an old friend in a foreign land!
Seeing his 'new buddy' suddenly opening up, Fang Wei also smiled. In fact, with his emotional intelligence and experience and knowledge far exceeding his, as long as he wanted, he could easily reach such a level of tacit understanding with every new classmate of this level. In the eyes of the other party, it means that the two of us get along well and have a great chat.
Of course, Fang Wei did not do these things deliberately. His emotional intelligence and communication skills had long been integrated into his bones and became a natural temperament of his. Just like instinct, he did not need to deliberately speak nicely, what he said was nice. The more natural it was, the more sincere and generous it made people feel. This became a kind of social energy field for him. Many times, he did not need to take the initiative to do anything, others would take the initiative to get close to him. It can be said that this is also a talent.
Especially when you enter society in the future, this kind of communication talent is often more valuable than work ability.
But Fang Wei’s work ability is not lacking either!
……
The last class on Monday afternoon is a class meeting.
This is the school's long-standing tradition. Just like Baitan Middle School, there are meetings when there are meetings, and self-study when there are no meetings.
Today's class meeting is to select temporary class leaders.
"After a day or two of getting along, I believe everyone has gained a preliminary experience of high school life, a new environment, new classmates, and new knowledge. In today's class, we will select temporary class leaders for our class, including monitor, deputy monitor, study committee member, discipline committee member, life committee member, and representatives of each class."
"Then, is there any student who would set an example and bravely stand up on stage to run for election?"
At the podium, after Teacher Liang finished writing the positions of each class leader on the blackboard, he turned around and looked at everyone with a smile.
Although they are temporary class leaders, as long as they don't make any big mistakes, they are basically formal class leaders. For most students these days, being a class leader is still a proud thing. At the very least, when they go home and tell their parents about it, they will get some praise.
As soon as Teacher Liang finished speaking, the class started a lively discussion. It was the most lively atmosphere in the class since the first day of school.
This scene seemed familiar, and Fang Wei couldn't help but think of the class leader election event hosted by Teacher Wen three years ago.
I still remember that Wen Susu was afraid that no one in the class would respond, so she asked him to take the initiative to go on stage and run for class monitor in advance!
Then there were the shocked expressions on everyone's faces when Cai Ling came on stage to run for sports commissioner.
The warm applause and the correct words on the blackboard are still fresh in my memory as if it were yesterday. In the blink of an eye, the scene changed. The teacher on the podium was replaced by Teacher Liang, and the familiar faces around me were replaced by slightly unfamiliar new high school classmates.
I wonder if Cailing and Zhiyi’s classes are also selecting class leaders right now?
Zhiyi definitely won't run for the position, for fear that even if the teacher asked her to, she wouldn't do it;
Cai Ling had already said last night that she also wanted to run for the sports committee member, and would let him continue to run for class monitor. I wonder if her election for sports committee member will go smoothly this time.
While Fang Wei was thinking, Zhao Yueting at the table in front of him turned around, knocked on his desk and asked him:
"Fang Wei, do you want to be a class leader?"
"It depends on the situation. What do you want to be?"
"have a thought!"
"Have you ever been a class leader?"
"Yes, I used to be the class monitor. Have you ever been a class leader?"
"What a coincidence! I used to be a class monitor. So you want to run for class monitor?"
"...You don't want to run for class monitor, do you?"
Zhao Yueting had a strange look on her face. She blinked and looked at him a few times.
"Why, do you think I'm not suitable?"
"That's not the case, I just think... things are getting interesting!"
"…Don't talk like a chuunibaku villain."
"I mean it!"
Zhao Yueting was excited, with a competitive spirit in her eyes: "Although I don't want to admit it, if you and I were running for class monitor, I think I would probably still lose to you... But, how can we know if we don't try!"
"If you want to be the president, I don't have to run for election. It doesn't matter whether I am the president or not."
"How can you be so casual? Go up on stage first and let me see what you have to say!"
"Ladies first, you go first."
"Let's play rock-paper-scissors!"
"……you sure?"
"Yeah, come on, play rock-paper-scissors, and the loser goes up first!"
"Ha ha……"
Fang Wei smiled. Rather than the outcome of the election for class monitor with her, he was more interested in the outcome of the rock-paper-scissors game.
The conversation between the two also attracted the attention of Liu Bo. For the first time ever, he raised his head, stopped writing, and wanted to see who could win the game of rock-paper-scissors.
"Come on, let's decide the outcome with one punch."
Fang Weixukong rolled up his sleeves and flexed his wrists, looking like an expert at rock-paper-scissors.
Seeing how confident he was, Zhao Yueting was not willing to be outdone. She moved her chair, sat sideways, crossed her arms, and flexed her wrists.
"Rock~~Scissors~~Paper!"
"Rock~~Scissors~~Paper!"
“Rock~Scissors~Paper!…Ah~~!! Damn it!!”
Looking at the palm extended by Fang Wei opposite, Zhao Yueting's outstretched fist froze in mid-air. She loosened and clenched it in annoyance and dissatisfaction, clenched it and loosened it again. Finally, she clenched her fist and hammered on Fang Wei's desk a few times with exaggerated movements and the lightest force, then turned away indignantly.
Her desk mate Zeng Youqing couldn't help laughing when they saw this. Even Fang Wei's desk mate Liu Bo couldn't help laughing as well. Then they started doing the questions again.
Of course I was happy to win the rock-paper-scissors game, especially when I saw the girl's frustrated reaction, I was even happier.
He was relentless and tapped Zhao Yueting's back with the ballpoint pen in his hand, reminding her: "You lost, why don't you get on stage quickly?"
"I know! Let me brew it for a while!"
“Haha, let’s wait and see.”
Fang Wei relaxed and leaned against the back of the chair as if he was watching a show.
Teacher Liang on the stage saw that the students had almost finished their discussion, so he clapped his hands again:
"Okay, everyone, please be quiet."
"Although the number of class leader positions is limited, I still hope that everyone can actively run for the election. This is also an opportunity to exercise oneself and also allows classmates to get to know each other better and more intuitively."
"Well, after discussing for so long, which student would like to go to the stage first and set an example?"
Students who can enter the key classes are naturally good at studying. Not all good students are like Liu Bo who turn a deaf ear to what is happening outside. In fact, excellent students have a stronger desire to express themselves. It can be seen that many students are ready to make a move.
He secretly kicked Zhao Yueting's chair in front of him.
The girl turned around and gave a warning look.
"Go!"
"..."
Zhao Yueting finally softened, stood up obediently and walked towards the podium.
Fang Wei was the first to applaud.
As his applause rang out, his classmates and Teacher Liang also reacted and applauded.
Among all the girls in the class, Zhao Yueting has the most cheerful and generous personality. She is also good-looking, and her rational and confident temperament always leaves a deep impression on people.
However, campaigning is not like making friends in private. Fang Wei could see that Zhao Yueting was a little nervous at the moment. Facing the gazes and applause of her teachers and classmates, her expression remained unchanged, but her pretty face was visibly red.
Zhao Yueting was seen standing in the center of the podium, and then took out a speech manuscript.
Fang Wei was stunned.
Wow! I was prepared for this!
"Hello everyone!"
"My name is Zhao Yueting, and I am from Qingxi Middle School in Qingxi County. I am honored to be your classmate, and I am honored to be here to run for class leader. The position I want to run for today is class monitor."
There was warm applause in the class again.
Regardless of what others say, this attitude and courage are amazing!
"Regarding today's class monitor election, I would like to introduce myself from several aspects so that everyone can get to know me better and make the best choice for everyone."
Then, Zhao Yueting loudly introduced herself, her understanding of the position of class monitor, and her advantages in being a class monitor.
"…Finally, if I am successful in the election for class monitor, I will do the following four things: 1. Be pragmatic and efficient… 2. Adhere to principles without being rigid… 3. Ensure openness, fairness, democracy and transparency… 4. Unite and help my classmates."
"I hope everyone can support me and choose me. I will do my best to serve our class!"
"thank you all!"
After saying that, Zhao Yueting bowed and walked down the podium with a red face.
The classmates in the class also burst into warm applause at the right time.
Fang Wei was listening carefully throughout the whole process. He felt that Zhao Yueting's campaign speech was quite standard. There were no mistakes, but there were no surprises either. It felt like a reporting meeting within the system.
Considering her habit of shaking hands when greeting people, the girl is greatly influenced by her family. With this style and behavior, she will at least be a cadre in the future.
After listening to Zhao Yueting's speech, the classmates had a better understanding of this capable girl. She really fits everyone's imagination of a 'class monitor'.
If there is no other candidate who suits my taste better, I would probably vote for her.
Zhao Yueting returned to her seat and sat down. She then breathed a long sigh of relief, unscrewed the water bottle and gulped down a few gulps of water.
When I turned around to look at Fang Weishi, he was smiling and spinning his pen leisurely.
"How did I do?"
"Very good. I think Teacher Liang is very satisfied with your speech." "So, do you think there is room for improvement?"
"It's not rigorous to say that. It depends on your perspective."
"Don't keep imitating me! It's annoying!"
Zhao Yueting rolled her eyes at him. You say this bad guy is frivolous, but he always speaks very carefully. You say he is serious, but he is often not serious.
She knew so many people, but Fang Wei was the only one she couldn't see through. How could a person have so many sides...
On the podium, Teacher Liang also smiled and summarized Zhao Yueting's performance.
"Student Yueting said it very well. Being a class leader is not only an honor, but also a responsibility. Are there any other students who want to run for the position of class monitor?"
As he spoke, Teacher Liang glanced at several of his favorite candidates, all of whom were students with good grades, including Fang Wei.
In fact, if Mr. Liang were allowed to make the appointment himself, he would most likely directly appoint Fang Wei as the class monitor. After all, Fang Wei's achievements are obvious to all, and after interacting with him, he also knows that this young man has a good personality and is a remarkable person.
But when being a class leader, most of the time it’s not just about ability that counts. After all, there’s no salary for this job, so in the end it still depends on one’s own willingness.
Zhao Yueting performed well and had a strong desire to be a class leader. If there were no other suitable candidates, Teacher Liang decided to let her take the position.
After the words were spoken, the class was silent for a while, and then they started discussing the matter in detail.
"Hurry up, you're going to run for election, go!"
"...How can you find an opponent for yourself like this?"
"Hurry up, let me see what you said. Where is your manuscript?"
Zhao Yueting urged him on and searched his desk, but there was not even a single word of his campaign draft.
"Manuscript? I don't have time to write it."
"...You're amazing. Be careful or you might get too nervous to speak. It's very nerve-wracking to be on stage!"
"well enough."
Seeing that no one was willing to come on stage, Teacher Liang was ready to finalize the candidate for class monitor and planned to run for the next class leader.
At this time, Fang Wei stood up from his seat and walked to the podium with steady steps.
Everyone's eyes in the class fell on him. Even Liu Bo, who was working on a question during Zhao Yueting's election, stopped writing, adjusted his glasses, and looked at his deskmate on the stage curiously.
Without Teacher Liang saying anything, the classmates in the class responded with warm applause.
Because he is tall, handsome and has good grades, Fang Wei is more recognizable than Zhao Yueting. The girls all know him and the boys are also the most "familiar" with him. When they saw him go on stage, the applause was even louder than before.
"Hello everyone!"
"My name is Fang Wei, and I'm from Baitan Middle School in Qingxi County. Our school is small and located in a remote area, so many of my classmates may not have heard of me."
"At that time, our teacher often told us to study hard so that we could go to a better and bigger school and meet more outstanding classmates. So I came here and was honored to meet you all and become a member of this class."
As soon as Fang Wei opened his mouth, his classmates, including Teacher Liang, immediately felt the difference between his and Zhao Yueting's previous campaign.
The opening remarks sounded like a chat between acquaintances, and the conversation naturally and smoothly transitioned to the self-introduction session, in which he also praised everyone.
The key is that he didn't bring any script. Combined with his natural and relaxed smiling expression, these words were all improvised on the spot, appearing particularly down-to-earth and sincere.
Spontaneously, the classmates in the class also laughed and applauded, listening to him continue speaking with great interest.
"I used to be a class monitor, so I am familiar with what this position requires and have a lot of experience in handling such matters, such as managing class discipline, assigning classmates to do class work, organizing activities and gatherings, issuing notices, and coordinating news."
"I always believe that as a class leader, I should put the interests of the class first and serve everyone wholeheartedly. I am a humble person and never think that the class monitor is a high position. I become the class monitor to try my best to solve practical problems for everyone."
"If I am lucky enough to become the monitor of this class, I can promise you that I will remind you of the key review contents before the exam, strive for your rewards or evaluations, and maintain the class environment and atmosphere..."
……
"...I know I may not be the most perfect, but I am definitely the most dedicated, not only for myself, but also for everyone to have a meaningful high school career. I hope everyone can vote for me. I will do my best to lead everyone to improve and make our class better and better."
"thank you all."
After saying that, Fang Wei bowed, slowly walked down the podium, and returned to his seat.
Everyone in the class burst into warm applause. Just from the warmth of the applause, the result of the vote was self-evident.
Compared with Zhao Yueting's serious and orderly campaign speeches, Fang Wei's targeted promises and speeches immediately brought him into the midst of the people and made him more down-to-earth.
It seems that he speaks casually and easily, but he does cover all the points and express all the meanings that should be expressed. None of them are superficial, but they all go to the real point that everyone can experience personally. This kind of speaking skill is very high-level.
People obviously prefer to hear these than long speeches.
Zhao Yueting wanted to slap her palms to pieces. No one else could do this to build momentum for her competitor.
"You said it well! This is what you just said. It depends on the angle."
"...Don't be like this, we are still rivals."
"I suddenly think it would be nice for you to be the squad leader!"
Zhao Yueting smiled and personally experienced the difference between Fang Wei's speech and her own. Even though they were just polite remarks, they revealed different personalities of different people. The same position would produce different results when held by different people.
If there is no one more suitable to be the class monitor than herself, Zhao Yueting will definitely fight to the end. Now that she has finished giving her campaign speech, she is looking forward to Fang Wei being the class monitor.
She was very curious about what Fang Wei said, that the class was like a home, and what it felt like for her as a younger sibling to have an older brother taking care of her.
"Was your class super united in the past?" Zhao Yueting asked curiously.
"Yes." Fang Wei said.
Only after personal experience did I realize that there are probably very few classes that are as united as Class 2 before. We studied together, made progress together, had a teacher we loved together, competed together, went on spring outings together, and made plans for the future together. It was really a very happy and rare thing to study and live in such a class.
Wen Susu is the core and engine of the class, while Fang Wei, the class monitor, is the lubricant and the key hub connecting all the components. The students in Class 2 know this best; the class cannot do without either of them.
"That's great! No wonder you are still doing so well after graduation." Zhao Yueting sighed enviously.
Liu Bo, who was standing by, scratched his head as he listened. How come he had no memory of his previous class?
I thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any classmates or teachers who left a deep impression on me, so I lowered my head and continued to do my homework.
……
The election for class leaders continues.
But except for Fang Wei and Zhao Yueting who came on stage to run for class monitor, the next students who came on stage did not take the initiative to run for class monitor.
This is exactly the same as the class leader election of Class 2 that year. Fang Wei has already won the hearts of almost all the people in the class. Who would have the time to compete with him?
Zhao Yueting understood this feeling very well. If she had won the game of rock-paper-scissors just now, she would probably not have bothered to go on stage to compete with Fang Wei again.
Except for the class monitor election which was quite quiet, the elections for other class leaders were quite fierce.
It was not until the end of the get out of class that Teacher Liang organized everyone to vote.
"I'll give you a vote." Fang Wei wrote Zhao Yueting's name in the class monitor column and turned the paper over to show her.
"Don't write about me!"
Zhao Yueting was not moved at all, and said in panic: "If you are the only one in the class who voted for me, I would be so embarrassed! I would rather have zero votes!"
"How is it possible..." Fang Wei laughed.
Zeng Youqing also smiled and said, "Yueting, I vote for you."
"Okay! Then I have two votes too."
Liu Bo, who was standing by, did not hesitate and voted for Fang Wei on the ballot for class monitor.
As for the votes for other class leaders, he left them blank. It was not because he did not want to vote, but because he did not pay attention to who had run for election just now. He only listened to Fang Wei's election the whole time.
Soon, the voting results came out.
Fang Wei won the position of class monitor with a huge advantage of 51 votes without a doubt.
Zhao Yueting also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, she still had 21 votes, so it wasn't too embarrassing...
Apart from the class monitor and subject representatives who have more work to do, positions like discipline committee member, study committee member, and life committee member are mostly just symbols of honor and require very little work to do in daily life.
Teacher Liang is still very satisfied with the election results.
I had originally intended to let Fang Wei be the class monitor, so now it was a natural thing to do.
It just so happens that in class management, he, the head teacher, plays the bad guy, and Fang, the class monitor, plays the good guy. It's a perfect match!
"Then let's decide on the temporary class leaders for our class."
"I hope that students who have successfully run for class leaders will shoulder their responsibilities, build a good class atmosphere, and set an example for other students. After the military training is over, our temporary class leaders will be officially promoted to full-time positions."
"Class monitor, Fang Wei; study committee member, Song Feifei; discipline committee member, Shen Zhixuan..."
Every time Teacher Liang read out a name, everyone clapped in unison.
"Why is there no one running for deputy monitor?"
After appointing all the class leaders, Teacher Liang looked at Zhao Yueting in the audience and asked with a smile, "Zhao Yueting, you will be the deputy monitor of our class. Are you willing?"
"Uh...okay!"
Zhao Yueting thought about it and agreed.
The reason why no one runs for the vice-class monitor is because the vice-class monitor has less work to do than class leaders such as the student committee. He is a dispensable role among the class cadres, and is euphemistically called a reserve class monitor!
But it’s better to have it than not to have it. When my dad asks me about it on weekends, I can still say that I’m the deputy monitor…
"Deputy, deputy?"
"So what? Aren't you also a deputy?"
Zhao Yueting reasoned and felt that her father would probably react like this, so she had already thought of a rebuttal!
However, when Fang Wei heard that the deputy monitor was Zhao Yueting, his eyes lit up and he poked the girl's back with a pen.
"what?"
"Are you the deputy class supervisor?"
"Yeah, do you look down on me?"
"No, you can be my assistant this semester. Help me with more work and help me gain experience. Next semester, I will give up my position and you can be my assistant."
"...You order me around?"
"Just tell me whether you want to make progress or not."
"..."
Want to improve! She wants to improve so much! Her father has been a deputy for so many years, but she can become a full-time employee in just one semester. Isn't she better than her father? !
Zhao Yueting was about to agree, but then she reacted and said alertly:
"No! We're going to be divided into classes next semester! You evil-minded guy, are you trying to fool me?!"
"…Really? I didn't notice."
"Pack!"
Zhao Yueting wouldn't be fooled by him.
She wants to be a hands-off boss and no one can order her to do any work!
(End of this chapter)
