Sleeping Dragon and Young Phoenix

"Cough, cough."

Shan Qingrong called out.

"Next, any students who want to take on one of the class positions can come up and speak!"

Huang Zhongfei stood up to speak, kicking off the battle for Class Monitor.

Besides Huang Zhongfei, Bai Yuxia and Dong Qingfeng also went up. All three wanted to be Class Monitor.

Next came the vote. Huang Zhongfei crushed the other two and claimed the position of Class Monitor.

There was nothing to be done about it. When they voted by raising their hands, nearly all the girls chose Huang Zhongfei, putting him in an unbeatable position.

After Dong Qingfeng lost, he went for Study Committee Member instead and was ultimately elected.

Ma Shicheng grumbled, "Why the hell did you let him be Study Committee Member? That bastard doesn't look like a good guy."

Guo Kunnan said, "Damn, if you think he's not a good guy, why didn't you go up and run?"

Ma Shicheng fell silent for a while, then asked, "Do I look like Study Committee Member material?"

Hu Jun said, "Bro, bro, do I look like I could be Class Committee Member?"

"Yeah. You look like an honest guy. You definitely wouldn't embezzle money. I believe in you." Guo Kunnan patted him on the shoulder.

"Then I'll go up in a bit. Remember to vote for me!"

Hu Jun bravely walked up to the podium to run for Class Committee Member. However, he had no opponents, so Shan Qingrong simply appointed him directly.

The only position left was Sports Committee Member. Zhang Chi, who wore glasses and had a sturdy build, went up and took it.

Shan Qingrong announced that the class officer elections for Grade One, Class Eight were complete. He gave another speech telling them to work hard and serve the class well, earning a round of applause at the end.

"Tomorrow, everyone hand in ten yuan for the class fund. It'll be used to buy cleaning supplies and a Water Dispenser. Give it all to the Class Committee Member. Hu Jun, keep track of it. From now on, every expense must be written on the small blackboard at the back for everyone to see."

Shan Qingrong assigned Hu Jun a task.

Hu Jun was instantly filled with enthusiasm. He had never been a class officer in his life!

After the first Evening Self-Study period ended, Ma Shicheng and the others found a new place to mooch Wi-Fi: the Small Garden forty meters in front of Class Eight's classroom. The boys in the last two rows rushed over to use it like wild dogs.

During the break, two boys were shoving each other and roughhousing at the back of the classroom. Jiang Ning glanced at them, and their expressions changed. Remembering Jiang Ning's kick from that day, they scurried outside to mess around instead.

Jiang Ning really had only glanced at them. Their reaction surprised him a little.

He got up and stood in the hallway outside. The sky had already darkened.

In the neighboring Experimental Class One, the lights shone brightly and the atmosphere was quiet. Many students sat at their desks flipping through books and preparing for their lessons.

It had to be said that compared to the bustle of ordinary classes, Experimental Class students were indeed more diligent.

High school courses were far more difficult than middle school ones. Talent alone was not enough; one also needed to grind through huge numbers of practice problems to achieve good results on the college entrance exam.

If you did not work hard, you could only be surpassed by others.

Yuzhou's education standards ranked near the bottom in Hui Province. Although No.4 Middle School was one of the top three high schools in Yuzhou City Center, it was still more than a level below Yuzhou No. 2 High School.

Yuzhou No. 2 High School had several times as many students as No.4 Middle School. Nearly all of Yuzhou's best students were gathered at No. 2, and its teachers were the best as well.

Yet when it came to the college entrance exam, everyone competed under the same standards.

Was that fair to No.4 Middle School students? It was not.

But was it fair to Yuzhou No. 2 High School? That was not fair either, because the provincial capital had better educational resources.

However, compared to those township middle schools, No.4 Middle School students were countless times luckier.

If I were just an ordinary person, even if I got another chance at life, I would probably have to bury myself in my studies and fight my way across the college entrance exam's single-plank bridge.

Unfortunately, I am an immortal cultivator.

Jiang Ning stood in the hallway, his gaze distant.

Suddenly, his Spiritual Sense detected a disturbance. Jiang Ning looked over and saw Wang Yong from his class and Lin Zida, the one who had been shouting at the basketball court that day.

"Jiang Ning, why are you standing out here?" Wang Yong wore a familiar smile.

He had just finished talking with Lin Zida and was returning from the Small Garden when he happened to see Jiang Ning standing at the door.

Thanks to Jiang Ning, he had been able to strike up a connection with Lin Zida.

"It's too stuffy inside." Jiang Ning's expression remained calm.

"This is Lin Zida, from the Experimental Class next door." Wang Yong introduced him to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning nodded. "Mm."

Seeing Jiang Ning's indifferent attitude, Wang Yong secretly found it amusing. Jiang Ning did not know Lin Zida's background. Otherwise, he would definitely be rushing to ingratiate himself.

Lin Zida sized Jiang Ning up from close range. He did not say a word, merely smiling.

Wang Yong exchanged a few pleasantries with Jiang Ning. Only after Lin Zida entered the neighboring classroom did he say, "Class is about to start. I'll head back first."

Jiang Ning's five senses were incredibly sharp. Naturally, he could see how much Wang Yong valued Lin Zida.

He did not care. As an immortal cultivator, aside from his parents and family, there was currently no one in the world worth currying favor with.

Before the class bell rang, he returned to his seat.

The bell rang, and Ma Shicheng and the others came sprinting in through the back door as if dogs were chasing them.

Evening Self-Study ended at nine thirty. Jiang Ning pushed his Mountain Bike while Xue Yuantong followed closely behind him.

Guo Kunnan and Shan Kaiquan were boarding students. After fighting Song Sheng together that day, their relationship had rapidly improved, unlocking their Best Buds status as they headed out together in search of food.

When they saw Jiang Ning, they teased him, "Jiang Ning, are you taking her home?"

Jiang Ning glanced at Xue Yuantong, who was walking with her head lowered, and answered openly, "Yeah. I live next door to her."

The two were a little envious. Xue Yuantong had delicate features and good proportions, aside from being somewhat short.

Anyone with even a little discernment could easily tell that Xue Yuantong would definitely grow into a beauty.

Jiang Ning went home with her every night, which was enough to show that they were quite close.

After Jiang Ning rode away with Xue Yuantong, Shan Kaiquan sighed.

"School just started, and Jiang Ning already has a girlfriend. Sigh!"

Guo Kunnan comforted him, "What are you sighing for? There are so many pretty girls in our class. It's better if Jiang Ning gets a girlfriend early. Otherwise, if he competes with us, we might not be able to beat him. He's so good at fighting; some girls will definitely like him."

After thinking about it, Shan Kaiquan agreed. Xue Yuantong was not even the prettiest girl in class. Bai Yuxia and Shen Qing'e were much more popular than Xue Yuantong.

Guo Kunnan was a straightforward guy. He said, "I'm planning to pursue Shen Qing'e. What about you?"

Shan Kaiquan felt a little regretful. He also thought Shen Qing'e was pretty and had wanted to pursue her.

But since his good brother Kunnan had spoken first, he definitely could not pursue Shen Qing'e too. Otherwise, this friendship would not last long.

Shan Kaiquan felt that Guo Kunnan was not worthy of fair, clean-looking Shen Qing'e, and he was certain that Guo Kunnan would never win her over.

He had already made up his mind that once Guo Kunnan failed to confess and was feeling dejected, he would take the opportunity to make him buy him a barbecue meal.

Guo Kunnan continued, "What about you? Who are you pursuing?"

He had already revealed his little secret, so the other guy had to say his too. Otherwise, it would not be loyal enough.

"I choose Bai Yuxia," Shan Kaiquan said.

Guo Kunnan gave him a strange look. At first, he had wanted to choose Bai Yuxia too, but after asking around, he learned that many boys had confessed to Bai Yuxia during her three years of middle school, and Bai Yuxia had turned every one of them down.

Guo Kunnan felt he had no chance, so he settled for Shen Qing'e instead.

"Alright, good luck," he wished him.

At the same time, he thought that once Shan Kaiquan was crushed by the rejection, he would take him out drinking and record him crying his eyes out while drunk.

Shan Kaiquan said confidently, "Definitely. The two best girls in class, one for each of us brothers. When the time comes, you'll be my wingman, and I'll be yours. We'll definitely win them over."

Thinking about that scene made Shan Kaiquan a little excited. Having a girlfriend as pretty as Bai Yuxia would be such a boost to his reputation when he took her out! As they talked, they reached the Snack Stall, and Guo Kunnan called out:

"Boss, I want a Diao Zha Bing with a fried egg, plus a Da Ji Liu. Add extra chili."

"Make that two."

"Coming right up."

He took out ten yuan and handed it to the Boss.

Then he told Shan Kaiquan, "This meal is on me. Don't be polite!"

As Guo Kunnan spoke, his heart ached a little. He was a boarding student from a nearby township. He attended school five days a week, and his total weekly living expenses were only one hundred and twenty yuan—an average of twenty-four yuan a day. Ten yuan was already a lot to him.

But to show Shan Kaiquan how generous he was, he still volunteered to pay.

Shan Kaiquan was very happy to hear that. Guo Kunnan was a solid guy!

His weekly living expenses were only a little over one hundred yuan too. Between spending money on games and going to internet cafés, he never had enough.

He would need money to pursue girls in the future too, and his living expenses were already stretched thin.