Lighter and Princess

Chapter 2

As it turns out, those who don't say much carry a lot of power. After the round of self introductions ended, Zhu Yun realized that the person who'd left the deepest impression was still contestant number 1.

Fang Shumiao whispered to Zhu Yun, "What do you think?"

"Mmh?"

"About Li Xun."

Keeping her voice down, Zhu Yun responded, "He's very unique."

"The teacher isn't going to allow him to keep that color hair, right?" Fang Shumiao frowned. "We're adults now. Why's he acting so rebellious? My mom never let me befriend boys who dyed their hair."

That wasn't so bad, Zhu Yun thought. Her mother would probably have written a letter to the school president, berating about the unpleasant atmosphere.

Zhu Yun unintentionally looked over to Li Xun. He was leaning back against his chair, still looking rather sleepy. His eyelids were drooping and his breathing was slow.

Unconventional people like himself would draw attention anywhere they went, especially since he was also carrying the title of "top scorer." During the break after the introductions ended, several students crowded around Li Xun, speaking with him politely, wanting to learn more about him. But he hadn't seemed at all interested.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

After that, Teacher Zhang spoke a bit more. He gave an overview of the courses and curriculum, and then he went over future employment trends and research directions.

Zhu Yun noticed that after the introductions finished, Fang Shumiao was bent over her small notebook, jotting down something or other. From time to time, she would pause and mutter to herself.

"So, I'll stop here for today." Teacher Zhang finally finished his lengthy speech. "The last thing we have to do is select the class committee. I hope there are students with lots of ideas who are eager to participate. Let's choose the class president first. Who'd like to..."

Fang Shumiao seemed to have finished whatever she'd been doing. She closed her notebook, looked up with a serious face, and raised her hand.

......

Teacher Zhang let out a sigh of relief after seeing someone so cooperative. "Fang Shumiao, was it? Come on up to the front."

Fang Shumiao strided to the lectern at the front of the classroom and cleared her throat. "Hello, everyone. My name is Fang Shumiao. You're probably unfamiliar with me now, but no worries. We'll have tons of time to slowly get to know each other."

"I'll get to the main topic. Today, I am running for class president. Now, I'll go over my reasons for running as well as my qualifications. First, I'm very willing to serve everyone. Second, I'd like to improve myself. Third, I have experience being a class president. Fourth, I am confident and I have a firm resolve. Next, I'd like to discuss what I consider the duties of a class president are."

Zhu Yun, "...." This familiar progression seemed to be her mother, the second edition. Zhu Yun sat up straight and respectfully as she listened to Fang Shumiao's confident speech for nearly five minutes.

"...That was my speech for class president. I hope that everyone can put their trust in and vote for me. Thanks you!"

The advisor started applauding. This brought the rest of the class back to the senses and they clapped along.

Teacher Zhang asked, "Are there any other students who'd like to run for class president?"

After listening to Fang Shumiao's textbook speech, the other students were exhausted. Teacher Zhang asked several times, but no one made a sound. And so, Fang Shumiao smoothly received the position.