Black Lotus is reborn, from campus to rich family

Beijing.

As one of the oldest and most prestigious schools in Beijing, Qiming Middle School attracts children from government and business circles and has always been the most eye-catching institution in Beijing.

Generally speaking, the students who go to school here are either from wealthy or noble families, or rare geniuses from humble backgrounds.

Today is the first day of school for Qiming School. The school gate is packed with people and luxury cars are gathered. It is so dazzling that you can even hold a car show on the spot. Many bloggers are broadcasting live.

"Oh my god, I can actually see a Rolls-Royce Phantom here. My great Qiming Kingdom is truly not deceiving me."

"I'm impressed. Going to school in a Maybach, what worries are there in life like this?"

"Sure enough, the biggest watershed in life is amniotic fluid. The students here can all drive BMWs, but I'm still working like a slave with only one day off!"

There are endless barrages of comments, which keep the popularity high.

The host was a young fat man in his thirties, squatting under a flower bed with shining eyes, introducing a parked Porsche Cayenne.

He has been squatting here for a while. That group of young masters has been in the school gate for some time and it is estimated that they will not be able to come out for a while.

He moved the camera around twice and was about to keep it a secret when he noticed that the pop-up screen style suddenly changed.

"Oh my god, a stunningly beautiful woman just walked by!"

"Zundu, I swear I've never seen anything this beautiful. Host, please walk to the left rear of the car and point your phone at the school gate!"

"Ahhh, I saw it. What a charming young lady."

The fat man looked confused and rolled his eyes. Isn't this luxury car more attractive than a beautiful woman?

But for the sake of attention, he still raised his phone and took pictures of the school gate.

A young girl in a white dress approached the bustling crowd. Her skin glowed softly like a rose, her peach blossom eyes were like an ink painting, and a gentle smile hung at the corners of her lips, making her delicate and petite face shine like pearls and jade.

Her long black hair hung down at her waist, with the slightly curled ends gently caressing her waist, which was less than an inch away.

The long skirt flows gracefully, covering a pair of slender long legs. One can only see a pair of jade feet in small high heels as the skirt sways, showing a charming and graceful figure.

What a beautiful lady with extraordinary grace!

Fatty has to admit that contemporary netizens have really accurate vision.

The barrage of comments continued to flash until the girl walked away gracefully and stood outside the school, her shadow no longer visible.

"Almighty Internet user, within three minutes, I want all the information about this woman."

"Liu Xin, a sports student at Kai Tak School next door, invited this young lady to meet at the school gate tomorrow. Please let someone in the know pass on the message."

"Don't even think about it, the goddess I've been with for three years is not something you, a brainless barbarian, can dream of."

"It's hilarious! There are actually people who are so ignorant of their own life and death that they dare to ask President Yu out. Haven't you heard the rumors about President Yu?"

"You're done. Those Qiming Student Union idiots are here through the internet. Hahaha."

……

In the Zhixing Building of Qiming School, a group of teenagers are bored and browsing their phones.

Suddenly, a pink-haired boy shouted, "Brother Gu, look, they saw President Yu from your car!"

Originally, he just accidentally saw a live broadcast introducing luxury cars, and the car on the screen looked like the one Gu Heng was driving today.

When I clicked on it, I found out that they were using Brother Gu’s car as a model.

He watched for a while and was about to click report, but he found that the group of people went straight from the car to the beautiful woman.

As luck would have it, they still knew this guy.

The young man called Brother Gu has a gentle face, wears a pair of silver-framed glasses, and a white casual suit. He is tall and slender, and has a dignified and noble demeanor.

He took the phone, frowned and looked at it for a while, then sent the live broadcast to his friend and said:

"Help me close this live broadcast room."

The reply was concise: "Got it."

Gu Heng clicked into the live broadcast room again, and it showed that the live broadcast room was closed.

He handed the phone back and prepared to call someone.

Suddenly, the office door opened and the heroine in the video walked in.

Several young men, shaking their heads, stood up immediately. They said in unison:

"Hello, President!"

The air conditioning in the office was on full blast. As soon as Yu Suiwan came in, he sighed comfortably. He smiled and replied:

"Long time no see, everyone."

Gu Heng came up to help her hold the bag. Yu Suiwan walked to the office chair and sat down upright.

Beijing is really hot in September. Your clothes will be soaked if you walk from the school gate.

She slowly glanced at the boys, lingering on the pink-haired boy for a few seconds, and smiled gently:

"School is about to start, Xiao Zhao. After we finish dealing with the new student affairs, I will go with you to dye your hair back."

Gu Heng sat opposite, his cold gaze sweeping over like a soft blade.

Wen Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he said awkwardly, "No, no, President, I can just dye it myself tonight. I guarantee it will be back to black tomorrow."

Yu Suiwan nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, although it is quite beautiful."

She stood up, looked at her partner of three years, and said with a smile:

“I’m so glad to be able to reunite with my old friends and spend the next three years together.”

"Next, our task is to complete this orientation mission. Here is the task list, one for each person. Feel free to call me if you have any questions."

Yu Suiwan distributed the task lists and gave them sunscreen. He supervised them in the office to apply it, and prepared small fans and sun hats for them before following them downstairs.

The intensity of the orientation work this time was not very high. Most of the people who continued to work at Qiming were those who had been transferred from before and were relatively familiar with the campus.

When walking around the school, most people would say hello to them when they see them.

After all, President Yu’s name is well-known throughout the two campuses of Qiming.

Ever since she took over the student union, no matter what your family background is, she can manage you well.

At that time, there were many students who skipped classes at Qiming. The students were in their rebellious period and they kept smoking and fighting despite repeated bans.

The security guards didn't dare to stop those rich and handsome young men. Just when the school was discussing whether to raise the wall, the new student union president stepped in.

Yu Suiwan held a stool in one hand and a stick in the other, with a natural and upright expression, and sat outside the wall waiting for people to jump down.

The group of second-generation rich people climbed over the wall and saw a slim and beautiful girl at first. They didn't take it seriously and even whistled and invited her to form a team together.

Until Yu Suiwan smiled and hooked her finger at them, with a carefree smile and a gentle voice:

"Come on, let me make this clear today. No matter the weapon, whoever can beat me will get the position of Student Union President."

Originally, the group of second-generation rich kids had no intention of arguing with the little girl and just turned around and wanted to run away.

But suddenly a gust of wind came from behind, and several people were knocked to the ground before they could react.

Several people were grimacing in pain and cursing. Just as they were about to fight back, they were hit by a few more sticks and immediately fell to the ground crying for their parents.

The girl's shadow was stretched out in the setting sun, and in the peripheral vision only her flying skirt and the cold light at the corner of her eyes could be seen.

Of course, there were also parents who came to cause trouble. They were indignant and accused Yu Suiwan of intentional injury.

When I went to the hospital for a check-up, they found that there was nothing wrong and not even a scratch on my skin.

The challenge lasted for three days. Yu Suiwan became famous in one battle. She was called the "divine stick girl" for her strange stick skills and angelic face. No one dared to challenge her authority anymore.

In the past three years, Qiming's crime rate has been declining sharply, and correspondingly, his grades have also been rising rapidly.

Especially Yu Suiwan himself, who was far ahead with a mid-term/exam score 50 points higher than the second place in the city, won the title of top scholar, and completely tore off the label of Qiming as a gathering place for unlearned second-generation rich people.

Even when Yu Suiwan graduated, the central leaders risked their lives to advise him to merge the two campuses and establish only one student union.

Senior department leader: "You've been enjoying the benefits for three years, and now you're turning the table over after dinner. You still want to send me those rebellious super-male boys from the first department?"

The matter was left unresolved, but Qiming became the first student union president in history who did not have to run for election.

The strength is the key and the record can be checked.