Chapter 307

You could hear his breathing and heartbeat clearly.

If Su Qian wanted, she could touch Wu Liang's nose by simply raising her head slightly and standing on tiptoe.

"You're about to become a member of the student council, Wu Liang. What are your thoughts?"

Su Qian stepped forward again and leaned directly against Wu Liang's chest.

Her arms, soft and delicate like snakes, wrapped around Wu Liang's waist and gently embraced him.

"Su Qian?"

Wu Liang stood motionless, his body tense.

The girl's soft, cotton-like body clung to him, delicate and silky.

A faint fragrance wafted from Su Qian's hair, and Wu Liang looked at Su Qian, who suddenly hugged him, with some confusion.

Even though Su Qian likes to tease others, she never has physical contact with anyone.

"You can't not wear your student council badge properly."

Su Qian's small hand slipped into Wu Liang's side pocket along his waist.

As if searching for something, her little hands rummaged through her pockets.

"You are already a student council member whom I have recognized, so it is necessary for you to wear it now."

"Besides, you're already determined to win this speech."

Su Qian took a shiny medal out of Wu Liang's pocket and held it in her hand.

She raised her little hand and had the medal, symbolizing the student council, engraved on Wu Liang's chest.

He then took two steps back to increase the distance between himself and Wu Liang.

Su Qian, who had retreated to the back, carefully examined Wu Liang from head to toe.

"Yes, that's perfect."

Su Qian nodded in satisfaction and smiled elegantly.

This makes you look more energetic.

"You just wanted to give me a medal?"

Wu Liang covered his forehead and said with a helpless expression.

Su Qian just wanted to wear this medal for herself?

If that's the case, the other party can just tell him directly.

There is no need to do anything that could be easily misunderstood.

"As the student council president, what's wrong with me awarding medals to my lovely juniors?"

"Or are you embarrassed by what I just did? Or are you thinking the wrong thing?"

"Were you excited just now? May I ask you, is my body flexible? Did it make you feel comfortable?"

Su Qian covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her smiling eyes like crescent moons.

Oh dear, could it be that Wu Liang was thinking of something else just now?

"President Su Qian's body is indeed very flexible, as for comfort..."

"I only held her for a short time, and I didn't have time to fully appreciate it. If President Su Qian is willing, I don't mind trying again."

Wu Liang chuckled coldly and launched his counterattack.

Spending a lot of time with Su Qian, he learned some of her linguistic "art".

At least now he has the ability to refute, and he won't be led around by Su Qian unilaterally.

"Wow? You've gotten quite good with your words, but I wonder if your body is as honest as your mouth."

"Let's give it a try, come on then."

Upon hearing this, Su Qian naturally opened her arms as if to hug him.

Her beautiful eyes held a playful glint as she puffed out her chest and smiled slightly, showing no sign of backing down.

"..."

Wu Liang shut up; he had to admit that Su Qian was still a cut above the rest in this regard.

But he really didn't expect Su Qian to be so uninhibited about such things.

Did she guess beforehand that he wouldn't do such a thing, which is why she faced herself so naturally?

"Wu Liang, you can go now. Teacher Ye has already finished."

Nan Qingshui, who was holding her speech manuscript, suddenly peeked her head out from the doorway.

Teacher Ye's speech has ended; now it's time to see Wu Liang's solo performance.

"Okay, let's go."

"Then Su Qian, I'll go first."

Wu Liang nodded to Nan Qingshui.

After simply saying goodbye to Su Qian, he left.

"Okay, best of luck."

Watching Wu Liang's departing figure, Su Qian spoke softly.

After seeing Wu Liang's figure disappear through the door.

Su Qian's composure and confidence vanished suddenly.

My legs went limp as if all my strength had left me, and my heart was pounding.

The thumping sounds almost overflowed from my chest.

Su Qian quickly took a few steps back and sat down in the seat behind her.

All the strength in my body seemed to drain away in that instant, and I collapsed onto the bench.

"What... did I just do...?"

Su Qian gripped the armrest, her beautiful eyes wide, and murmured softly.

How could she have said such things to Wu Liang and made such a bold move?

What do you mean by "just give it a try"? After saying that, you even made a gesture as if you were welcoming the other person's hug?

"What exactly am I thinking?"

Su Qian reached out and pressed hard on both temples.

What was she doing just now? Why did she say such ambiguous things?

Fortunately, Wu Liang took it as just another ordinary joke and didn't take it seriously.

What if Wu Liang hadn't refused and had actually intended to hug her?

Even I have my moments of confusion...

Su Qian relaxed her entire body weight on the chair.

She tilted her little face up to the ceiling, her red agate eyes blinking rapidly.

As if lost in thought, or perhaps remembering something, her cherry-like lips parted slightly.

"But if it's just a hug, it doesn't seem like a big deal..."

Looking at the group of teachers and students in front of him.

Wu Liang tugged at his collar, which felt a little uncomfortable.

To be honest, this was the first time he had ever stood in a place like this.

It was also the first time he had faced such a large audience.

You should know that in his previous world, he was just a shut-in who never left his house.

If the old him were facing this situation, he would probably be so uneasy that he wouldn't be able to utter a single word.

But now he was surprisingly calm, his heart as still as water, without the slightest ripple.

As if he had long been accustomed to this scene, Wu Liang now only felt that the light was a little dim.

However, this auditorium can actually accommodate quite a few people.

Looking at the dark mass of students in the distance, there must be at least a thousand of them.

"I am Wu Liang, a second-year student. I think most of you here have heard some of the rumors about me."

"I am fortunate to be able to join the student council this time, entirely because of President Su Qian's kindness."

"To be honest, I have carefully prepared this speech, and I have planned out my development goals and future plans."

"But after I stood here, I realized that I didn't really need to say any of that nonsense."

Wu Liang loosened his tie a couple of times.

He turned his head to look at Ye Luotong, who was standing in the corner and nodding slightly to him.

Let's finish this selection process a little faster.

He had other things to do afterward, and he didn't have that much time to waste here.

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Born Leader

Wu Liang silently gazed at the densely packed students before him.

The auditorium, which can hold thousands of people, was packed to capacity.

This surprised Wu Liang greatly, as he did not believe that his influence had reached that level.

"Most people here have only heard rumors about me, but they don't know what I really look like."

"I don't think you're here to listen to my long-winded speech; you probably just want to see what kind of person I am."

"Actually, what I want to say is very simple... just one short sentence..."

Wu Liang touched the tip of his nose; it took immense courage to say such a thing.

This kind of cringeworthy and somewhat awkward dialogue is not his style.

But this is the only way he can end this selection process quickly right now.

He only needed to clearly express his meaning; the rest was up to the students to figure out.

After all, for him, this so-called selection meeting was nothing more than a formality.

"Call..."

Thinking of this, Wu Liang took a deep breath.

He looked up again at the crowd of people who were casting curious glances at him.

He swallowed to soothe his dry throat, and slowly opened his mouth, moving his lips.

"Those who acknowledge me, those who are willing to support me, those who want to follow me, cast your votes for me."

He forced himself to suppress the stiffness and embarrassment that came from the depths of his heart.

Wu Liang, his face flushed, slowly extended his right hand forward.

Suppressing the instinctive shame that welled up inside him, Wu Liang lowered his voice and spoke in a deep voice.

The solemn and dignified voice was like an ancient bell being struck.

The spacious auditorium echoed with a captivating and magnetic voice.

Everyone, including the teachers, was stunned by Wu Liang's short sentence.

They all assumed that Wu Liang wouldn't elaborate as much as Su Qian did.

But at the very least, it will be conducted in accordance with the standard guidelines and specific templates for a speech.