Epilogue 2: Mr. Committee Member

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Towards something like the education committee, An Ziyan wouldn't even give it a second look, but Mai Ding took it extremely seriously. The day before the election, he prepared his speech. He wanted to tell everyone that if he got elected, he would drive the entire class up to a higher level of learning. Early that morning, Mai Ding pulled out the old-fashioned Chinese-style suit that he wore when he first met An Ziyan's grandfather. As long as something is not thrown away, there will always be a use for it.

An Ziyan was impatient beyond belief. In the end, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and criticized: "Do you think this is an election to become the next president or something?"

"Watch your tone! Don't look down on this class officer. Which hero didn't start from the bottom? Right now, I'm only on the education committee, but maybe later on I'll be the student council president." As he spoke, Mai Ding buttoned up the top-most button of his suit. How could there be such a big difference between a couple who lived together?

"Wow, such ambitious goals!" An Ziyan said ironically. It was a position in their university that didn't hold much power at all, yet Mai Ding valued the education committee as if it was a national treasure.

When it was time for class, Mai Ding didn't forget to remind An Ziyan to charm the girls for their votes, but he knew that it was pretty much impossible to make An Ziyan do such a thing. Mai Ding was also extremely nervous, and for no reason at all. If you think about it, who would want to be a committee member when they were already in university? You would have to do this and that when everyone really just wants to play. How many people would actually take part in this election?

Mai Ding put his hand on An Ziyan's leg: "I'm so stressed out." Afterwards, he pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper from his bag: "I'll read and you listen. Give me some critiques afterwards, okay?"

An Ziyan didn't speak. Mai Ding cleared his throat: "Dear teachers and fellow students, good afternoon! A new spring is upon us and our motherland has presented to us a magnificent sight to behold. To this land, which has given birth to countless lives, we sing for it, we dance for it, we chant for it. This land has a beautiful name: China!!" These lines were full of emotions and were read with a steady cadence. An Ziyan, who sat on the side, interrupted Mai Ding and said: "Are you campaigning for the education committee? Or are you hosting the Spring Festival Gala?"

Towards An Ziyan's mockery, Mai Ding frowned: "Can you not interrupt me? This is just the beginning, of course it has to have a little more emotion. I'm moving on to the main points soon." Mai Ding continued his speech: "I, Mai Ding, am a rising star." After Mai Ding read this sentence, An Ziyan, who was looking at his phone, turned his head to the side and laughed. Mai Ding pinched An Ziyan's leg to tell him to behave, and then continued: "How can I not give a little bit of my strength to my motherland and to my class? Although my grades are not good enough, grades cannot represent everything. Along this journey, I believe everyone has seen the effort I've put into this. I have already done the preparations needed to become a part of the education committee. Everyone, please give your valuable votes to me, for I will lead you all to the creation of a new academic record. In addition, An Ziyan said that voters will receive a private, handsome photo of himself. The quantity is limited so come get them before they're gone!"

An Ziyan didn't really pay attention to anything Mai Ding said in the first half, but the last few sentences made him lift his head and raise his eyebrow.

Mai Ding gave An Ziyan a friendly pat on the shoulder: "I knew you wouldn't mind, so I didn't tell you ahead of time." Then, he took out the picture he took the night before after An Ziyan had fallen asleep. On the photograph, he even faked An Ziyan's signature.

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