Black Lotus is reborn, from campus to rich family

Huangmao walked onto the stage confidently and wrote his name "Tan Jing" next to "Yu Sui Wan".

He turned around, coughed lightly, and began his long speech, elaborating in detail how he would lead Class 7 to terrifying glory after becoming the class monitor.

Passionate and enthusiastic.

Finally, he said, "Anyway, those who voted for me today are all my brothers, Tan Jing. I will stick by my brothers through thick and thin. That's my life declaration, Tan Jing. From now on, I'll protect you all!"

There was warm applause from the back row.

Huangmao looked at Yu Suiwan proudly and walked to her.

Yu Suiwan smiled and faced the whole class:

"It seems everyone has a conclusion in mind. So, those who support Tan Jing, please stand up, and those who support me, please sit down."

The clattering of chairs made Tan Jing's tail soar to the sky.

He curled his lips and was about to mock Yu Suiwan, but found that the girl was still calm and even smiling.

Tan Jing looked back and saw that there were a few people standing up in the last row, less than ten in total.

His eyes widened. How could it be possible? How come all those people who were so friendly with him before class were now all lowering their heads and not talking, with their butts welded to their seats?

The people below sat there in despair. That was Yu Sui Wan! Why didn't you ask who that was before you came to Qiming? With just the group of people under her, none of them were easy to deal with!

Anyway, their families have already made arrangements, so no one should mess with the Student Union, as that is where all the future commercial and political power in Beijing will be concentrated!

The group of people sitting down were all second-generation rich old men. Indeed, when it comes to the second-generation rich who are troublemakers, most of them were sent to Qiming in the early stages.

A few rare "hidden gems" came in later, and they looked embarrassed, not knowing whether to stand or sit.

Yu Suiwan still had a faint smile on his face, his face gleaming in the morning light: "So, now, I win."

Tan Jing's face turned red in an instant.

His eyes were moist, he glared at Yu Suiwan fiercely, and quickly walked down the podium.

Yu Suiwan looked innocent, but she was about to cry? Was Tan Jing like this in his previous life?

She walked up to the podium and wiped the blackboard clean.

From the first moment she entered the classroom, she roughly estimated the number of old students in the class. There were a total of fifty people in the class, and nearly thirty of them were old hands. There were also a dozen or so who were either sleeping or too lazy to stand.

She nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, then I will live up to everyone's expectations. Next, it's time for everyone to fulfill their promise and agree to Teacher Xia's request."

Xia Qingzao quietly retreated the moment the results came out, and her face was about to break with laughter in the corridor outside the classroom.

Principal Yu is not lying to me. This is not the magic needle that can stabilize the sea, it is simply the Buddha.

She controlled her facial expression, walked into the classroom, calmly went up to the stage, and said seriously:

"In that case, please spend these three years peacefully and refrain from fighting."

This was a hidden worry that she had mentioned repeatedly to Yu Suiwan in the office, but she didn't expect it to be resolved so quickly.

Xia Qing had already envisioned her life as Empress Dowager for the next three years.

Under the pressure from Yu Suiwan, everyone responded with a sigh.

I thought the matter ended here, but the next moment, there was a knock on the door of Class 7.

A young man wearing silver-framed glasses pushed the door open, holding a pile of information in his hands and looking towards the podium.

The freshmen looked curious, and the seniors had a bad feeling. What was going on? Why was the vice president here too?

Gu Heng first greeted the teacher:

"Hello, Teacher Xia."

Then he stepped forward and handed the information to Yu Suiwan:

"President, this is the information you requested."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yu Suiwan smiled at him, raised the corner of his lips and looked at his classmates with a sly smile:

"Words are not enough. Since everyone has agreed, let's sign a document. Anyone who fights on campus will be expelled."

The classroom was silent as Yu Suiwan distributed the papers in his hand one by one.

Gu Heng took out a box of ink from his pocket, smiled and began to watch them sign.

The freshman was stunned.

The old man is insensitive.

The boy who had been sleeping on the table in the back row of the classroom also raised his head slightly and stared at the girl on the podium with a bright smile with interest.

Tan Jing had never suffered such a great loss before. He took the contract tremblingly and signed it with humiliation and indignation.

Yu Suiwan, just wait!

Xia Qing didn't know how to describe the shock in her heart at this moment. She looked at the girl in front of her with burning eyes.

Yu Suiwan noticed her gaze, turned his head and gently blinked his right eye at her.

Xia Qing was suddenly hit.

Principal, I saw an angel!

The storm subsided quickly, and the class was calm for the next few classes.

Although there were not many people attending the class, at least the discipline was good and it was not as chaotic as I had imagined.

Xia Qing was very satisfied, and the teacher was also very satisfied.

I was deeply moved when I saw Yu Suiwan sitting in the back listening to the lecture and taking notes attentively.

It's so rare. Can we have more good seedlings like this?

Yu Suiwan didn't actually listen much, as she had finished these courses a long time ago.

She was reading some financial books. Although they were a bit obscure, they looked quite interesting.

She was drawing with a pencil and accidentally drew a line in a blank space. Her obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in and she felt around on the table, but she didn't have an eraser.

Yu Suiwan raised his head and looked at the people sitting around him.

Qiming has sufficient funding, large classrooms, and large distances between desks, so there are no so-called deskmates.

She sat at the back of the last row. The girl in front of her had gone out during the break; the person on her right had slept the whole morning and her face could not be seen; the boy behind her had long hair that covered his eyes, and he was writing with his head down.

She turned around, bent her fingers, tapped his desk with her knuckles, and asked:

"Hello, classmate, do you have an eraser?"

Hearing the voice, the boy raised his head like a frightened deer and was caught off guard by the girl's bright and deep eyes.

He quickly lowered his head, his face turned red in an instant, even his ears were dyed a bright red.

Yu Suiwan didn't expect him to react so strongly. She felt like a boiled shrimp in an instant. She thought she had scared him, so she took a step back and said, "I'm sorry."

The boy bent down, took out a bag of stationery from his schoolbag, took out an eraser and quickly handed it over without looking up the whole time.

Yu Suiwan took the eraser, wiped away the scratches on the book, and gently placed the eraser on his desk. He glanced at the name written on his book cover and said softly, "Thank you, Xie classmate."

The blush on Xie Tong's face had not yet faded. He took the eraser, clenched it in his palm, took a few deep breaths, and slowly said, "You're welcome, Yu... Yu classmate."

After speaking, he shrank back.

Yu Suiwan understood what was going on, but didn't say anything. As soon as he turned around, he met a resentful gaze from the back door of the classroom.

Wen Zhao clung to the door frame, looking at the place pitifully. He almost started singing "Little Cabbage, the Field is Yellow".

Yu Suiwan walked out and stood in front of him: "What's going on?"

"President, do you have another dog?"

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