novelraw Chapter 1702 - 927: Undercurrents Stirring (Part 2)
Chapter 1702 - 927: Undercurrents Stirring (Part 2)
Cui Yu said lightly, "Because it’s time to assign seats."
As everyone knows, in Class 8, having good grades alone might not be enough; you also need to maintain a passing level of popularity.
Otherwise, when seats are being assigned, you’d end up surrounded by a vacuum, which would eventually be filled by Pang Jiao and Wang Yan Yan, enveloping you into a state of bliss.
Guo Kunnan: "He’s scared too?"
Cui Yu: "Who’s not scared?"
Gong Jin noticed their secretive behavior and was about to ask when Yu Wen came over holding her bag, gesturing mysteriously.
"Are you calling me?" Gong Jin frowned.
"Hurry up!" Yu Wen urged.
Lu Qiqi planned to follow, worried that her plastic friend would sow discord.
At this moment, Yu Wen said, "Qiqi, you’re coming too."
In the corner.
Yu Wen openly declared, "I’m planning to run for class president!"
Lu Qiqi almost thought she misheard, "You’re not joking, are you? You’re running for class president?"
Yu Wen lifted her face, her expression intoxicated: "I’m going to walk the path the class president walked, become his fellow traveler. I want to prove that I’m worthy of him!"
Gong Jin frowned at this, thinking, what the heck.
He directly said, "And then? What does your running for class president have to do with me?"
Yu Wen: "I need you to vote for me!"
"Why should I vote for you..." he hadn’t finished his sentence when he suddenly remembered something.
Yu Wen jotted down with a pen on her notebook: "The night before last, you lost a bet and got auctioned by Wang Longlong and them. I spent 500 yuan to buy your seven-time usage rights. I made you work once yesterday morning; six times remain. If you vote for me as class president, I’ll count it as two times, okay?"
Gong Jin really didn’t want to do chores. Back when he was studying in An City, he never did chores. Now, being able to cut down two times all at once, he nodded: "I agree."
Yu Wen looked at Lu Qiqi: "You vote for me too, and I’ll help him cut down another time."
Despite not wanting to complete her good friend’s task, Lu Qiqi also knew this was a chance to gain favor, so she quickly said: "I’m willing!"
Gong Jin glanced at her, saying: "Thanks."
After resolving it with both of them, Yu Wen turned and left.
Lu Qiqi was puzzled: "How did you know they’d be electing class officers today?"
Yu Wen didn’t look back, and a sentence drifted by, "There’s no information money can’t buy."
She had spent one hundred yuan to buy the information from Little Spirit.
Yu Wen left the corner and found Zhang Chi who was playing on his phone on the north side of the classroom.
Xin Youling was eating at her seat and glimpsed this scene, but she didn’t pay it much mind.
What she cared about was Yang Sheng. Yang Sheng held too much power; if there were any changes, her position would inevitably be at risk!
She had to test whether Yang Sheng had any intentions of seizing power!
Xin Youling was deep in thought.
Zhang Chi was shopping online. He had many sources of income, but he was indulgent and spent money even faster.
Noticing Yu Wen’s movement, he asked indifferently, "What’s up?"
Yu Wen glanced around and said, "They’re electing the class president this morning, vote for me."
Zhang Chi almost burst into laughter, teasing, "Do I know you?"
The next second, his gaze fell on a twenty-yuan bill.
Zhang Chi’s expression changed, gritting his teeth, he said, "The class president has been very good to me. When you all overlooked me, the class president she..."
Another twenty-yuan bill appeared.
Zhang Chi’s hesitance instantly disappeared. He smiled broadly, reaching for the money: "Deal, Yu Wen!"
Yu Wen raised her hand, and the sparkling gold bracelet gleamed, she spoke like a well-off matron: "Still calling me Yu Wen?"
Zhang Chi got the hint: "Class President! Deal!"
Yu Wen left contentedly, heading towards the marginal student Chai Wei in the class.
Zhang Chi pocketed the money and glanced at Xin Youling, who was lost in thought. In his heart he thought: ’Sorry, Xin Youling, the class president offered way too much!’
...
On the spacious main path of the campus, many students scattered around.
Jiang Ning carried breakfast packed for Tongtong, by his side was a girl with a high ponytail.
Recently, the Fourth Middle School Cafeteria hadn’t started segmenting small tables, so many students were eating outside. Jiang Ning and Geng Lu felt as though they’d returned to their first year of high school.
"That shop is so crowded, quite lively," Geng Lu said.
Jiang Ning noticed a group playing badminton under the teaching building: "We left before class ended. If we had gone on the hour, it would have been crowded."
Geng Lu was unfazed: "A little crowding isn’t bad actually, it adds to the atmosphere."
It was rare for her to have a meal with Jiang Ning, so she wasn’t concerned about the environment.
Jiang Ning used Divine Sense to scan the fullness of her chest; he couldn’t bear the crowding.
Geng Lu, still reminiscing: "It’s been ages since I had their soup dumplings; dipped in chili powder, it’s such a thrill. Wasn’t I eating super fast just now? Wasn’t it like I was gobbling down?"
Jiang Ning continued walking forward: "If you want to eat there, we can go again tomorrow morning."
"Hey, why would you say that? Don’t you mind if I eat like that?" Geng Lu turned her face away, the baby fat on it had diminished a lot, yet it still retained a moist and tender look.
Jiang Ning chuckled: "Mind what? You’ve always been pretty."
Geng Lu was taken aback, suddenly shy to look at him, her face turned down, eyes filled with a smile.
This way, they strolled to the teaching building, where Duan Shigang and Cao Kunzi were sparring in badminton, while Liu Chuandao was waiting on the side for his chance.
Liu Chuandao spotted Jiang Ning, then caught sight of Geng Lu beside him.
Liu Chuandao had transferred to Class 8 after the second year division of subjects. Afterwards, when Geng Lu went to An City for training, he actually hadn’t seen her much. At first glance now, she was quite stunning.
Alas, Geng Lu had a good relationship with Jiang Ning. Liu Chuandao could only envy with jealousy. Yet, it’s okay; as long as he diligently trained his skills, he could surely win the beauty Yun Tingting.
At that point, wouldn’t he have a lovely beauty?
With this thought, Liu Chuandao felt a bit euphoric. He waved: "Jiang Ning, want to play a couple rounds? I’ve recently had a badminton epiphany!"
Jiang Ning glanced at him, politely declined: "I’ve got something to do, maybe next time."
Liu Chuandao: "Okay, okay."
Passing by the badminton court, Geng Lu asked: "He’s all excited, is that rumor true?"
Yes, the one about Yun Tingting marrying a badminton champion.
Jiang Ning: "Whether it’s true or not, I don’t think Yun Tingting would even give him a chance to play badminton with her."
"Bravo!" From the second and third floors came cheers again. Geng Lu heard the commotion, and shifted her gaze onto Yun Tingting, who was dressed in sportswear that accentuated her figure, looking fiery and alluring.
"She’s really popular," Geng Lu sighed.
Recalling when Yun Tingting used to play badminton downstairs, some boys would curse her as a slut, but as time went by, those curses gradually faded, replaced by gratitude.
Jiang Ning calmly said: "At sixteen or seventeen, having a figure better than many housewives, being popular is only natural."
Geng Lu, hearing this, got thoughtful, suddenly said: "I really want to have a body like hers."
’Are you even working backward?’
Jiang Ning thought for a while, then said: "If that’s what you want, you might need surgery, cut it down a bit."
Geng Lu always liked hiding in loose clothing. According to Jiang Ning’s observation, her shape was prettier than Yun Tingting’s, and larger too. Surgery wouldn’t reduce that easily.
Geng Lu’s face grew warm at his words, she seemed to genuinely ponder: "I’m actually quite curious about such surgery. If a reduction were done, would what comes off be flesh or blood?"
Jiang Ning put on a stern face: "It’s your happy future."