Chapter 378: Final Result

I originally thought it was just Yang Yin voting alone; vote as you will, after all, no matter who they vote for, it can't change the final result.

Who could have imagined that this little girl would play dirty, and only after obtaining the Vice Principal's permission did she suddenly summon these dozen‑plus people.

Before, no one had noticed at all.

Now even the students who were about to leave the auditorium sat back down.

Looks like there's a reversal.

In fact, in their hearts—among the students who had cast votes for Wu Yang—there was a slight inclination to support Lu Cheng.

They only voted for Wu Yang because he labeled them with a hedonist tag.

When they saw a dozen or so students run onto the podium one after another, Lu Cheng and Zheng Guoping exchanged glances, clearly a bit stunned.

Zheng Guoping counted one by one: "One, two, three… thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, a total of fifteen people. Hey Siyan, how many votes were we short just now?"

Wei Shu replied, "Thirteen votes short."

Zheng Guoping immediately clapped his hands, delighted, and said, "All set! Now we've passed the threshold."

However, at that moment, Wu Yang stood up and shouted, "I object!"

The Vice Principal on stage first looked at the dozen students on the podium, then at the opposing Wu Yang below, and for a moment seemed unable to accept it.

Earlier he had agreed to Yang Yin's vote purely out of respect for Professor Yang, but now this situation directly altered the outcome.

He then glanced at Professor Yang; Yang Kaiming clearly was unaware of the incident, yet he chose not to inquire and simply returned to the judges' seat.

The attitude was obvious: he supported these dozen students participating in the vote.

Anyway, as his daughter just said, today Yang Yin wasn't acting as the professor's daughter but representing over seven hundred freshmen in the vote.

That has nothing to do with him; he only needs to fulfill his duties as a judge, and that's enough.

Yang Yin didn't put her father in a difficult position; instead she chose to shoulder everything alone and stepped forward to confront Wu Yang.

"On what grounds do you object! The fifteen of us have already been admitted to Qingbei University, so we have the right to represent over seven hundred freshmen in the vote; your objection is invalid!"

"You… then you also can't vote for Lu Cheng."

"On what basis can't we vote? Who we vote for is our free right; it's you who, not yet president, are being so overbearing! You want to launch a Remembering bitterness, thinking sweetness activity without fully consulting us students."

Wu Yang was furious, his hands trembling with anger; at this moment he could no longer care about whose professor's daughter she was, and shouted in a blend of shame and rage.

"What's wrong with me launching a Remembering bitterness, thinking sweetness activity? What you're saying is clearly counter‑revolutionary rhetoric."

Yang Yin, on the contrary, remained calm; the more panicked Wu Yang became, the more composed she was.

"Revolution isn't about covering up with falsehoods; it seeks truth from facts. Yet I see you spouting lies, clearly aiming to become president, then using power for personal gain, pursuing hegemony. You are the real exploiting class."

"You… what have I exploited you for? Stop spouting nonsense here!"

"You have exploited our freedom! Our thoughts! Our right to choose!"

……

"Sss!" Zheng Guoping couldn't help but inhale: "Hey Third, this little girl is really impressive; look how she's hammered Wu Yang, but she does have a bit of your shadow."

At that moment, Zheng Guoping gave up the idea of provoking Yang Yin; if this little girl were taken home as a wife, she'd even dare to deal with the mother‑in‑law.

Ordinary people really can't keep such a girl in check.

Seeing the two start to argue, the Vice Principal intended to say a few words, but Yang Yin seemed to know what he would say and jumped ahead to speak first.

"Uncle leader, you just agreed in front of everyone; you can't backtrack now, can you?"

The remark left the Vice Principal speechless.

The Vice Principal wore an awkward expression; he indeed intended to end this vote by giving the presidency to Wu Yang, a third‑year student, which was also the consensus among the leaders.

However, at that moment, the entire student body seemed infected by Yang Yin's spirit, and some began to shout.

"We support the vote proceeding!"

"No hegemony, no exploitation!"

"They have the right to vote…"

The students' cheers rose wave after wave; this collective endorsement forced the leaders on stage to reconsider whether to continue the vote.

After a brief discussion, the leaders ultimately chose to follow the students' wishes, allowing Yang Yin and the other dozen classmates to take part in the vote.

Wu Yang collapsed onto his chair, never expecting that the presidency he was about to grasp would be snatched away like that.

Finally, after recounting the votes, the Vice Principal stood on the stage and said, "Now I announce that the president of this Student Committee will be Lu Cheng."

When this decision was announced, the entire student body erupted in cheers.

Compared to the earlier moment when Wu Yang's presidency was to be announced, the venue had been dead silent, even solemn enough that no one dared speak.

But announcing Lu Cheng's eventual presidency clearly reflected the people's will, and the atmosphere was lively and upbeat.

The leaders also reflected inwardly, perhaps the times truly have changed, and the youth's thoughts are no longer suppressed.

This winter of 1977 will become a cherished memory for the student collective, as their participation completed a sweeping university movement reform.

After the election ended, the campus gradually returned to its usual calm, but noticeably more smiles spread across faces.

Under Lu Cheng's presidency, there was no hedonism, no exploiting class—only self‑expression and the display of individuality.

On the snow‑covered campus path, Yang Yin hopped ahead, followed by Lu Cheng and two others.

Zheng Guoping asked another question: "Yang Yin, which high school did you attend? How did so many university students come out of it? Later, I'll have my brother attend your high school. Hey Third, could you have someone help me with the paperwork?"

The nation had just reinstated the college entrance exam, and with such a low admission rate, Yang Yin was still able to pull a dozen university students from her school, all of whom were admitted to Qingbei University, proving her high school was indeed outstanding.

High schools like this, in later generations, become the ones parents fight tooth and nail to get into; Lu Cheng thought it was fine and believed his contacts could arrange admission.

Just as he was about to agree, Yang Yin suddenly stopped and said.

"Then you don't need to have anyone arrange it; our school is just an ordinary high school, and only two students got into Qingbei, one of whom is me."

Zheng Guoping sounded a bit puzzled at this point.

"Your connections must be good; the other dozen or so Qingbei admits aren't from your school, yet you know them."

"I don't know them; they're not really Qingbei admits."

Yang Yin blinked.