Chapter 17: I'm Just a Class Monitor, That's All

Actually, arranging for He Yulin to become the League Branch Secretary wasn't difficult at all; a class always needs a class monitor and a League Branch Secretary, and although He Yulin lost to Yang Tianxing during the class monitor election, it proved she had a certain base of support among her classmates.

Therefore, if Yang Tianxing proposed to Xie Yu'an that He Yulin serve as the League Branch Secretary, Old Xie would agree one hundred percent; there wouldn't even be a need to hold a class meeting for an election.

Just as the two "conspirators" were making their deal, Liu Jiaoyue, fearing that Yang Tianxing would feed her shrimp again, had no choice but to "obediently" eat a few large shrimp, then put down her chopsticks with trepidation: "I, I'm full."

Yang Tianxing gave an "mm," as he wanted to slowly guide Liu Jiaoyue into consuming meat to enhance her physical fitness, though for now, he could only start with fish and shrimp; other meat dishes were too greasy, and Liu Jiaoyue's stomach might not be able to handle them.

He Yulin had originally intended to fleece Yang Tianxing for a big meal, but she hadn't expected to be so swindled by him that she now had no appetite at all, and in the end, she still couldn't resist the temptation of the selection for public service, so while agreeing, she also warned him seriously: "Yang Tianxing, you better not lie to me."

"How could I? I have always been sincere toward you."

Yang Tianxing replied with a grin.

Dealing with such a shameless rogue, He Yulin couldn't help but retreat in defeat, dragging Liu Jiaoyue away quickly, leaving behind a table of sumptuous food.

Yang Tianxing would not limit himself to the position of class monitor; this was just a stepping stone, and in the end, it would still have to be left to a suitable person.

Of course, He Yulin wasn't exactly at a loss; in the process of interacting with Yang Tianxing, if she could learn even half of his so-called "rogue" spirit, she wouldn't run into walls everywhere within the system in the future.

Yang Tianxing was in a good mood tonight; he bought two bottles of beer at the cafeteria, leisurely finished off the food on the table, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening when he walked out of the cafeteria.

The summer nights at the Finance Institute were quite lively, with many senior sisters wearing hot pants and showing off their long legs walking around campus; when passing by the campus artificial lake, he discovered several pairs of shadowy couples in the bushes, and suddenly struck by a mischievous urge, Yang Tianxing spat out the toothpick in his mouth and shouted abruptly: "The inspectors are here, run!"

"Swish, swish, swish,"

On the lawn, by the artificial lake, and in the bushes, many couples stood up suddenly, some still hurriedly pulling up their pants.

Seeing their disheveled appearance, Yang Tianxing laughed heartily, and ignoring the curses behind him, he strode away under the gentle moonlight.

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Returning to the dormitory, Yang Tianxing found that many boys from the class were gathered there, and a few were arguing.

Among them, Song Fei and Liu Lei were arguing the most fiercely; seeing Yang Tianxing return, Song Fei hurriedly pulled him over: "Second Brother, you judge for us; this idiot Liu Lei insists that Chen Sisi has a higher score than Deng Yidi, but after a comprehensive evaluation of figure, temperament, and style, I think Deng Yidi still wins with a 0.5-point advantage."

Liu Lei wouldn't give in either, spitting as he said: "Deng Yidi isn't pure enough; Chen Sisi follows the cute route, and that definitely earns extra points."

"Extra points your mom; my scoring system has scientific backing."

"Fuck, what scientific backing could it have? Isn't it just something you made up yourself?"

The two were red-faced from the argument, and both sides had their own supporters; Yang Tianxing pushed them aside with a grin and carried his basin to the bathroom to shower.

College students' minds are always very active; after Yang Tianxing returned from his shower, they had already given up on arguing about who was prettier and had instead gathered together to seriously play cards.

Early the next morning, after the military training summary meeting was held, this day-after-day life was finally considered over, which also signaled that true college life was about to begin.

Yang Tianxing did not break his word and truly put He Yulin in the position of League Branch Secretary.

He Yulin originally felt she should say thank you to Yang Tianxing, but then felt that she had been at a disadvantage all along, so she simply took charge of class affairs in silence.

The military training periods for various universities in Qinhan Province were almost the same; after the Finance Institute finished, Jiaotong University, the University of Technology, the Aviation Academy, and other institutions had also basically finished their military training.

There was a two-day holiday in between, and everyone would generally look for their former high school classmates to talk about their impressions of military training, complain about eccentric roommates, and share new life experiences.

This group of students from Jinzhou was the same; Shao Ziyang and a few other classmates from Yanta University Town met up at Hejiaying in the Chang'an University Town, hosted by Tan Zhizhi and Yang Tianxing, who were in the Chang'an University Town; there were not only many snacks here, but also various sundries for sale.

The routine was the same old thing: touring the school, chatting, and eating.

Seeing his childhood friend, Shao Ziyang was very happy in his heart, and ignoring Yang Tianxing's look of disdain, he forcibly demanded a loving hug; what made him even happier was that he was finally not the only one who had tanned—after military training, everyone had darkened a bit, even Tan Zhizhi's skin was glowing with a wheat-colored sheen.

However, while sitting idly on the lawn of the Finance Institute, Shao Ziyang's mood was a bit low.

Yang Tianxing asked suspiciously: "Why are you pulling a long face? It's inexplicable."

Shao Ziyang held it in for a long time before saying: "You are a full man who doesn't know the hunger of a starving one, Little Yang; there are 54 people in our class, and only two girls. Entering this university is just like what you said, a monk temple; if I had known, I would have applied to the Finance Institute too."

"How is the quality of those two girls?" Yang Tianxing asked.

Shao Ziyang thought for a moment, then looked at Yang Tianxing with a conflicted expression.

"Hahahaha," Yang Tianxing understood instantly and started laughing, even patting Shao Ziyang on the shoulder to show encouragement.

Shao Ziyang punched Yang Tianxing in frustration: "Does the introduction you promised me back then still count?"

"Hehe, it depends on your performance." Yang Tianxing gave a sleazy grin.

Hu Jiahao never gave up the opportunity to show off in front of Tan Zhizhi, pretending to be a sage as he said: "Ziyang, you shouldn't pay attention to these things; we are here at university to study, and we shouldn't be considering these issues."

Who was Hu Jiahao? He was the idiot who had scolded Yang Tianxing for pretending to be a good person on the first day he was reborn.

This dog thing was attending the Aviation Academy himself, which had a flight attendant major; those chicks were all super pretty, and even if he couldn't eat the meat, he could at least feast his eyes.

Shao Ziyang curled his lips, not wanting to bother with Hu Jiahao.

Unexpectedly, Hu Jiahao got even more carried away; after putting down Shao Ziyang, he came to criticize Yang Tianxing: "Tianxing, can you sit properly? You have your feet propped up; have you considered that classmate Tan Zhizhi is still here?"

Yang Tianxing generally did whatever was comfortable; he habitually propped his feet up and wiggled them, not expecting that Hu Jiahao, who never learned his lesson, would dare to attack him again.

Tan Zhizhi was currently considering "whether to tentatively try accepting Yang Tianxing," so she didn't feel there was any problem.

Yang Tianxing glanced sideways at Hu Jiahao, and with two "clack, clack" sounds, not only did he not retract his feet, he actually took off his shoes, provoking him by stretching and curling his big toe.

Shao Ziyang watched and felt secretly thrilled; if only he could act as uninhibitedly as Little Yang.

"What a thick-skinned rogue."

Hu Jiahao had no choice but to mutter to himself.

Tan Zhizhi wanted to laugh but felt it wasn't appropriate, so she smoothed things over: "It's not easy for everyone to get together; why don't we talk about our recent gains and things?"

Hu Jiahao's eyes lit up; he felt that Yang Tianxing's personality definitely wouldn't be popular, so what kind of gains could he have? Thus, he hurriedly suggested: "Since we are at the Finance Institute, let's just have Yang Tianxing go first; after all, this is his turf."

Yang Tianxing was smoking; hearing this, he glanced at Hu Jiahao and exhaled a puff of smoke leisurely.

"Me? I'm just a class monitor, that's all."