Class Monitor Election

[Notice: This Friday evening at 7:30 PM, the class monitor election voting will be held in Classroom 1021. All students are requested to attend this class monitor election class meeting on time. @All Members]

When Mo Jingchun saw the notice sent by Counselor Na Jie in the group, he scrolled through several pages of "Received."

It seemed Mo Jingchun was one of the last few students to see the group message notification.

On Friday, a light rain fell over Jing University. The scorching summer didn't have time to say goodbye before being pushed away by this rain.

Mo Jingchun, who usually wore short sleeves in the heat, woke up in the morning and found the temperature outside much colder than expected. Fearing he might get sick, Mo Jingchun immediately added a light jacket.

As for his sister, Candy, Mo Jingchun even put on thicker clothes.

After finishing classes in the morning, Mo Jingchun felt much more relaxed because, according to his schedule, there were no classes on Friday afternoons.

Mo Jingchun, who hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time, took a three-hour nap with his sister, Candy, in the afternoon.

Mo Jingchun was woken up by his sister; otherwise, given his lack of sleep, he could have slept until dark.

The little one was different. She had developed a biological clock. By ten past three, with an error of no more than five minutes each day, she would wake up on her own.

This could be considered a new skill the little one had awakened: a human alarm clock.

After waking up, Mo Jingchun and his sister washed their faces together, then started tidying up the room, organizing items, cleaning, and disposing of trash.

Life was that simple. As for studying, to be honest, Mo Jingchun, who had been in class for one or two weeks, didn't find the courses very difficult. To put it somewhat exaggeratedly, the difficulty of some courses might not even be as high as that of high school textbooks.

Even for the dreaded Advanced Mathematics, Mo Jingchun found after looking at the textbook that it wasn't as exaggerated as everyone said. Many knowledge points were actually just supplements based on high school math.

In the evening, when Mo Jingchun went out with his sister, Candy, under an umbrella, it was already dark outside. There were still many students wearing short sleeves in the morning, but by evening, Mo Jingchun could hardly see any students wearing short sleeves.

There were a few seniors who made Mo Jingchun exclaim how impressive they were. In this temperature, even though they were already hugging themselves with cold hands, they were still wearing short skirts, exposing their two fair legs.

Of course, even if Mo Jingchun saw them, he would only click his tongue. They didn't know each other, so who would care if you were cold or not?

The umbrella he bought in high school was still a bit small. When he reached the classroom building and closed the umbrella, Mo Jingchun found the back of his jacket was wet. As for the little one, she was well protected by Mo Jingchun, hiding inside his jacket, only sticking out her little head. Not a single drop of rain fell on the little one.

Perhaps because of the cold weather, the little one was especially clingy today. As long as she was in Mo Jingchun's arms, the little one's two small hands would tightly grip Mo Jingchun's clothes, pressing her face against Mo Jingchun's chest.

The reason was simple: it was warm.

It wasn't just Candy who was warm; Mo Jingchun was too.

As Mo Jingchun, with his "big belly," entered the classroom, the girls who were about to come over to hold the baby saw Candy hiding inside Mo Jingchun's jacket for warmth and gave up the idea of holding the baby.

Inside the jacket, the temperature was obviously higher than outside. Now was also the time when seasons changed and it was easiest to catch a cold. Rashly letting Candy leave her warm "little bed" could very likely lead to news of Candy getting sick tomorrow.

This was not something anyone wanted to see, and even less so something the girls wanted to see.

During this time, in order to take care of the child, they had made full use of their free time, putting in a lot of effort, learning a lot of experience in taking care of small children from short videos, as well as a lot of basic common sense.

Before 7:30, around ten past seven, Counselor Na Jie walked into the classroom.

Li Na was startled when she saw the little head sticking out of Mo Jingchun's jacket, then she smiled slightly. She hadn't realized Mo Jingchun had his own way of taking care of children.

Silently counting the number of people in the class, there were still two missing. Li Na didn't rush to start the class meeting but walked around the classroom.

Only after all the students had arrived and the two temporary class monitors had also arrived did Li Na start the class meeting.

"Alright, everyone quiet down."

After Li Na spoke, the classroom, which already had few people talking, instantly fell silent. It was clear that Li Na was giving face to the few students who were talking softly, not calling them out by name to quiet down.

"Tonight's class meeting is mainly for everyone to elect the various class monitors, to facilitate the normal progress of various activities and work in the future. But before that, I want to talk about something that happened today, something that made me very unhappy."

It was the first time Mo Jingchun had seen Counselor Na Jie angry. All the displeasure was written on her face, especially the look in her eyes towards a certain student, which confirmed a saying on the internet: the look in your eyes when you want to stab someone cannot be hidden.

"University is different from high school. In university, students are allowed to use mobile phones. At our Jing University, even if you bring your phone to class, we have never said it's not allowed. But our minimum requirement is to set your phone to silent mode during class, or simply turn it off. Playing on your phone during class is absolutely not allowed."

"You are all adults. I don't know about other classes, but there is no one under 18 in our class."

"You are all adults, and you must be responsible for your own actions. Some people, don't think that just because the course is easy for you, you can not listen and play on your phone in class. I'm not afraid to tell you, it's not like our school doesn't expel students every year. I don't want such a thing to happen in our class, and I don't think anyone wants to be expelled by the school one day."

"It's one thing to play on your phone, but you were also playing games. It's one thing to play games, but you were also photographed by someone from the Student Union. Don't you feel ashamed? I won't issue a public criticism this time. As for who I'm talking about, a certain person should know."

"Next time, if this happens again, I will call you out by name, write a 2000-word self-criticism, and you will read it aloud to the whole class."

Below the podium, everyone was looking around, except for Mo Jingchun, who looked up, his gaze sweeping from the front door to the back door.

During class this morning, Mo Jingchun had been sitting in the back row, and the back door was closed, so Mo Jingchun was very curious about how the Student Union members took the photos.

After a glance, Mo Jingchun looked at the window in the middle of the wall near the corridor, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

How did the Student Union members manage to take photos through such a high window? That window was at least two and a half meters high.