Cheng Han reminded him at the right moment, "Principal Jing Long, there are still five candidates left to choose."
Gu Jinglong looked like he could not be bothered to choose. "There isn't a single one among this bunch of trash that catches my eye. Cheng Han, just pick a few at random."
Cheng Han did not refuse. "Understood!"
The others wore varying expressions.
Students such as Jun Changkong, who had clashed with Cheng Han before, felt certain that they would be passed over this time, and their expressions were generally unpleasant.
The remaining students, meanwhile, all revealed hopeful looks.
In the past, whenever there was even the slightest benefit to be had, the leaders of the various factions would usually discuss it in private and divide it all among themselves. The rest could not even get a sip of the broth.
Cheng Han looked around, then suddenly smiled. "Do you all think that I'll definitely choose the remaining candidates based on my personal preferences?"
No one answered.
But quite a few clearly believed exactly that.
Cheng Han snorted. "Do you really believe Principal Jing Long told me to pick freely? Let me tell you, this is a test he deliberately set up."
How could the thoughts of that old fox possibly escape him?
Cheng Han's next words exposed Scarface's "sinister" intentions. "If I fail to be fair and impartial, Principal Jing Long's opinion of me will drop greatly.
"From now on, although I may retain my position as Class Monitor, Principal Jing Long will surely strip the Class Monitor of most of its authority. So don't worry."
Gu Jinglong chuckled but said nothing.
Yet judging by his expression, those words had hit the mark precisely.
At that moment—
An involuntary thought surfaced in many people's minds: these two were both