The first top lady

Chapter 305 This Class Monitor Election Is Too Competitive

Entering September, there was no one else in the Song family except Song Yixuan. Even Song Yishen was busy with his love life and was often not at home.

Fortunately, Guan Qian, who lives next door, came to visit and stayed with Song Yixuan and refused to leave.

Song Yixuan didn't care, mainly because Guan Qian didn't make her as "disgusted" as Song Yice.

With Shengkai serving tea and cooking, the family of three lived a very comfortable life.

Linhang No.7 Middle School.

Song Yice was assigned by Song Liyuan to Class 3 of Grade 1. Like Class 1 and Class 2, these three classes were all top-notch classes.

Song Liyuan had never known Song Yice's academic performance, but after all, he was the child of his favorite student, so how could his IQ be low?

Song Yice, wearing a black headband on her forehead, walked into the classroom from the front door holding a basketball.

The classroom was unusually quiet. Everyone lowered their heads and wrote furiously. Only a few seats were empty. He was one of them in the third row.

He couldn't help but be in a daze. Isn't this the big break? Why are everyone so serious? Still studying? Are they so excited?

When I got closer, I saw that everyone was doing tests, and there was also a math paper on his desk.

The school has just started for a few days and we are already taking the exam? Is it a pre-school test?

"Hey, what's this test paper for?" Song Yice patted the boy sitting in front of him, but the man was busy doing the test paper and ignored him.

He looked around and everyone seemed busy. He looked up at the clock on the wall and saw that there were still fifteen minutes until class started.

"Anyone want to go out and play? Want to play ball?"

However, the only response he got was silence.

"What's going on? School is so boring." He muttered and sat back weakly.

He originally thought that he could make a lot of friends and play together at school, but it turned out that he had been there for three days and had only spoken less than three sentences to his classmates.

This lifeless atmosphere was a torture for Song Yice, who loved lively places.

"... National Unified College Entrance Examination Mathematics Test Paper..." Song Yice was lying on the table in boredom, mechanically reading the first line of the test paper. When he realized what was happening, he was stunned for a moment, "Huh? College Entrance Examination Paper?"

What does it mean? I just entered high school and I started doing college entrance examination questions?

This is too...

It’s worthy of being a top class!

Song Yice picked up a pen out of boredom, maintaining the same posture as before, with his chin resting on the table, and began to mark on the test paper slowly and leisurely.

Thanks to the birthday gifts that Shen Yang gave him every year, he had no idea how many sets of "Wu San" he had made.

Jingle Bell--

As the bell rang, there was a sudden commotion in the classroom. Song Yice looked up suddenly, but before he could figure out what was going on, the test paper on the table was taken away.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's the bell for class." Aren't they always collecting test papers after class? "I still have a big question to finish."

He didn't get any response, and wondered to himself, "Did I get it wrong?"

Aren't there always exams during class and papers collected after class? Why is it that in class 3, exams are taken after class and papers are collected as soon as the bell rings?

Song Yice endured talking to himself for five consecutive days. On the sixth day, he could not bear it anymore and went directly to the principal's office to find Song Liyuan.

"No! I want to change shifts!" He sat down on the sofa, pouting and speaking aggrievedly.

"What's wrong? Did someone bully you?" Song Liyuan walked over with a kind face.

"They don't say anything. I'm almost suffocating!" After saying that, Song Yice crossed his arms, leaned back, and looked angry.

"The top class is full of good students who are more focused on studying." Song Liyuan said slowly, "I saw that everyone in the other two top classes was also quite quiet."

"Then I'm going to go to the regular class."

"Eh?" Song Liyuan reached out to stop them in time and advised, "The college entrance examination is an exam that can determine one's fate. There is still a big difference between ordinary classes and top classes. Don't be willful. If no one in the class talks to you, come and talk to me. I will talk to you."

"Hmph!" Song Yice stood up and was about to leave. "Next PE class, I'm leaving first. I'll come talk to you when I have time, Old Song—"

Song Liyuan looked in the direction where Song Yice disappeared, and repeated with a smile: "Old Song."

He suddenly remembered what Song Yixuan had said to him that day. The reason why Shen Weicheng and Shang Taiyang decided to change their surnames to Song was because their teacher, Song Liyuan, had the surname Song.

Therefore, Song Yice was given the surname Song when he was born.

For Song Liyuan, how could Song Yice, who was jumping around in front of him, not be his grandson?

It was still raining outside, so the physical education class was temporarily moved to the gymnasium. After the warm-up activities, the physical education teacher distributed sports equipment and let the students move freely.

Song Yice was feeling happy, thinking that everyone would play with him in PE class. He just bent down to pick up a badminton racket, but when he looked up, he saw a large group of people walking in one direction.

"No...are you leaving now?" He was unwilling to give in, so he dropped his badminton racket and followed them. "Hey, where are you going?" he asked a male classmate at the back of the team.

"Ah? Don't you know?" The male student told Song Yice calmly, "During the break, we have already voted in class that the second subject is the Taekwondo competition. We originally planned to compete after the evening self-study class, but the physical education class happened to be moved to the gymnasium, so it's moved up."

"Subject two? What subject two?" Song Yice was confused.

"It's the class monitor election." The boy said, "Have you finished the math test this morning? That's subject one."

"Running for class monitor?" Song Yice was surprised. It turned out that such a big event was just to elect a class monitor. "Why didn't I know about this?"

Because when the class monitor election rules were announced, he went out to play basketball. When the content of the second subject competition was decided, he went to Song Liyuan to complain. He did not participate in the two discussions.

"Do you want to be the monitor? I'll vote for you. What's your name? My name is Lu Yiming. But they don't seem to be comparing votes." Lu Yiming said, "Anyway, I'm not running for election. I'm just here to watch the fun."

"Song Yice. I don't want to be one either. It's not fun." Song Yice followed the group into the Taekwondo gym.

"Didn't you hand in your paper?"

"Yes, someone took it away from me."

"Submitting it means you are participating in the class monitor election. The test paper is both the first subject and the registration form."

“And this rule.”

"Of course not. They are all the top students from their respective schools. They are unwilling to give in to each other and insist on holding this election contest." Lu Yiming was somewhat disgusted with those people. "They are given a college entrance examination paper right from the start. Give them the best of both worlds."

"Watch for a while, then go play basketball." Song Yice sat down on the ground and said to Lu Yiming beside him.

"Alright." Lu Yiming pointed at the two people competing on the field and couldn't help but laugh, "Newbies pecking at each other."

"Hahahahaha..."

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