Within just a few minutes, Dai Huabin smoothly secured more than two-thirds of the class's votes and took the class monitor position.
Chen Ping turned to look at Dai Huabin. The chill in Dai Huabin's eyes suddenly cleared, and his gaze toward Chen Ping gained a measure of confusion and complexity.
Chen Ping sighed. This silly kid still thought being class monitor was a cushy job.
That was indeed what Dai Huabin thought, and right now, the look he gave Chen Ping could only be called complicated.
After all, Dai Huabin could accept that Wu Feng did not know how to write "Bin," but Chen Ping claiming he could not even write "Hua" was just too ridiculous.
For a moment, Dai Huabin's hatred toward Chen Ping suddenly faded somewhat. Using all sorts of methods to win the championship was perfectly normal, after all. It seemed he really could not blame this fellow.
Was this guy extending an olive branch by joining forces with Wu Feng to canvass votes for me? Hmph, childish!
Chen Ping himself had not expected that he could get rid of Dai Huabin's hostility toward him just by passing along the hot potato that was the class monitor position.
Right now, he and Wu Feng were exchanging winks and meaningful looks, celebrating the fact that they would not have to serve as the teachers' drudges for the next six years.
As for the Control System class monitor, Huo Yuhao was elected without a hitch. Unlike in the original story, the current Huo Yuhao had not taken first place in the freshman tournament and had only made the top sixteen, so he naturally drew no criticism.
Under these circumstances, following the rule Chen Ping had previously mentioned about voting for familiar faces, Huo Yuhao, the Outer Court's grilled