I Really Don't Want to Be Class Monitor!

"That's so strong!"

Everyone had different thoughts, but a small flame rose in each of their hearts.

"I won't lose to you guys!"

Meanwhile, a boy seated in the back row stared blankly at that figure.

It's her! It really is her! We met again after all, yes!

"My name is Qian Jin. My martial soul is the Soul Hunting Leopard, and my soul power is Level 24. I like mechas, and I want to become a Mecha Designer in the future."

"Hello, everyone. My name is Wu Man. My martial soul is the Fire Flamingo, and my Soul Power Level is 25."

"Hello, everyone. My name is Wang Zihan. My martial soul is the Crimson Dragon Sword, and my soul power is Level 27. I enjoy good food and traveling. I hope to make friends with everyone and get along well over the coming years!" After saying that, he gave a ninety-degree bow.

I think I did pretty well, right?

Wang Zihan sat down and let out a sigh of relief. Just now, he had even felt like he had solved one of life's major problems.

Teacher Qin watched it all with satisfaction. She had known it—children like Chen Yan and Gu Yuena were ultimately in the minority. Looking at things now, she was confident that she could turn this class into a lively, cohesive group.

Then Dad will have no choice but to give me a huge raise! (Eyes sparkling with gold (ω))

Finally, after every student had finished introducing themselves, Teacher Qin stood up, her gaze gentle yet resolute.

"All right, students. Starting today, we're a team. Over the next three years, we'll study together, grow together, and face challenges together. I believe that as long as we stand united, there's nothing we can't accomplish."

The classroom erupted in enthusiastic applause, and every student's face was filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Let's work hard together! Keep it up!"

"Keep it up!"

Teacher Qin looked at the spirited class and nodded in satisfaction. What a wonderful class... huh?

In her line of sight were Chen Yan's perfunctory clapping and Gu Yuena's complete stillness.

Qin Man: I...

She frowned slightly, feeling a little helpless about Chen Yan and Gu Yuena's behavior. She knew these two children possessed extraordinary talent and potential, but they couldn't always act like they were keeping their distance from the whole world, could they? No matter how monstrously gifted they were, they still had to interact with the world.

She clapped her hands, signaling everyone to quiet down.

"Today is the first day of school, so let's appoint an acting class monitor to manage the class for a while."

"Chen Yan, would you be interested?"

Teacher Qin's voice rang through the classroom. Her decision made every student turn, their gazes focusing in unison on Chen Yan.

Would you believe me if I said I had no interest at all?

Chen Yan looked at Teacher Qin's expectant eyes, his feelings a tangled mess.

He wanted to refuse, but wouldn't it be rude to reject her just like that?

"All right, then Chen Yan will serve as the acting class monitor for the next month!"

Chen Yan: ...Damn it!

"Then Gu Yuena, would you like to be the Deputy Class Monitor?" She turned to Gu Yuena and asked with a smile.

"Yes." As concise as could be.

"All right, now both the class monitor and Deputy Class Monitor have been decided."

"Since our class is so small, two class officers will be enough. If any of you later feel they haven't done well enough, or think something needs improvement, you can bring it up."

"You can also bring up replacing the class monitor later on."

No one present raised any objections. It was perfectly reasonable for the strongest person to be class monitor; after all, they had been class monitors for the past three years in the same way.

Although having higher soul power did not necessarily mean he was stronger, the fact that his soul power was higher than theirs was indisputable.

I want to be class monitor too.

Wang Zihan looked somewhat disappointedly at that back, but a glint of determination flashed through his eyes. He secretly resolved to work harder! If he wanted to become class monitor, he had to prove himself through his own strength and performance. Silently, he put away his disappointment and decided to turn it into motivation to move forward.

Teacher Qin looked at the quiet atmosphere in the classroom and nodded with satisfaction. After all, which one of those sitting here wasn't a proud genius? What if they refused to accept it?

Although Chen Yan and Gu Yuena's reactions made her a little upset, she believed that, with time, they would gradually integrate into the class.

I just need to be a little more patient. Even if he's a block of ice, I'll warm him up eventually!

"All right, since we now have an acting class monitor and Deputy Class Monitor, everyone can rest assured that our class will be a united and harmonious group. Now, Chen Yan, hand out the books on the podium."

Teacher Qin's words were filled with strength and confidence as she spoke to Chen Yan.

I knew this job wouldn't be easy. Back when I was the Chinese class representative, I did all the dirty and tiring work, yet the Chinese teacher still thought I was lazy and kicked me out.

"I'll help you." Gu Yuena stood up, took several textbooks, and began handing them out.

"Thanks." Gu Yuena's gesture made Chen Yan feel a touch of warmth. He knew it—at times like this, only Gu Yuena would be willing to lend him a hand.

"It's fine. Just make another meal tonight."

Chen Yan: Sorry, pretend I didn't say anything.

The atmosphere in the classroom livened up again, and the students eagerly opened their books.

Chen Yan returned to his seat. Though he felt somewhat helpless, he still did his best to adapt to the role of class monitor.

Sigh. When Heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to a man, it must first harden his resolve, wear out his muscles and bones, starve his body, leave him destitute, and frustrate his efforts. Only then can it stir his heart, toughen his nature, and augment what he is incapable of. (From Mencius: "Born in Adversity, Die in Comfort.")

Just as they were reciting classical texts, Teacher Qin began calling the class to order.

"Seriously, already? There wasn't even any buildup before we started?" He took a deep breath, doing his best to calm himself as he prepared for class.

This lesson was another familiar account of the continent's history of development—nothing particularly special. Still, she especially liked weaving stories into it.

Stories plus history. Heh, woman, you've successfully caught my attention.

The students all listened with rapt attention, as though they themselves had been transported into that magnificent and turbulent era.

Time passed quickly, and the dismissal bell rang. At Qin Yi's announcement that class was over, the students visibly relaxed.

Time always slipped away unnoticed. Only when we looked back would we suddenly realize: had we already wasted so many years of our lives?

Fortunately, this was still an age full of hope and dreams. Chen Yan and Gu Yuena's story had only just begun.

"Chen Yan, Gu Yuena, come to my office." Teacher Qin's voice drifted over lightly.

Her words seemed to come from the distant horizon, yet also to ring right beside them...

Chen Yan: ...I should've known. I knew she'd make me hand out homework, but I'd forgotten there was also the whole office routine.