Brother Yuanhang, ignoring Wen Ling who had lost his first kiss, sipped his yogurt and said, “You have really bad luck.”
After a while, An Wuyang, belatedly realizing, pointed at himself. “Are you talking about me?”
“Yeah.” Xu Yuanhang smacked his lips and said, “You weren’t here yesterday. The teacher called roll and even repeated your name. Sigh, it’s all because of those dumplings.”
He patted An Wuyang’s shoulder, thinking he had cleverly figured out the truth.
An Wuyang thought the same, muttering a bit regretfully, “Why is the teacher like that…”
Those dumplings weren’t given to become class president!
“So, did they choose a class president yesterday?” he asked hurriedly.
“Class president?” Xu Yuanhang looked puzzled. “Not yet, the teacher said there’s no rush.”
Little did An Wuyang know, their homeroom teacher was under a lot of pressure and was quite upset.
Just yesterday… The homeroom teacher, Mr. Liu, had come to meet the students early and had been thinking about that dumpling student.
When he noticed the student was absent during roll call, he was a bit disappointed.
That kid seemed well-behaved, didn’t expect him to skip class.
This killed any desire to elect class officers, so he just chatted casually with the students during the first period.
When Mr. Liu returned to the office after class, he was shocked to see the principal sitting at his desk, scaring him out of his wits.
“Mr. Liu, there’s something important to tell you.” The principal held a class roster, pointing at a name. “You have a student named An Wuyang, have you noticed him?”
An Wuyang?
Mr. Liu was familiar with the name; it was the absent student he was disappointed about earlier. “Hey, Principal, what’s up with this student?”
The student skipped class today, but that shouldn’t warrant the principal’s attention, right?
“Don’t you read the news?” the principal said irritably. “Recently, the Huo Corporation’s CEO got married, causing quite a stir in the Beijing media. The person he married is your student, An Wuyang.”
At this, Mr. Liu was so shocked his glasses nearly fell off. Was this for real?
“Mr. Huo just called.” The principal looked at Mr. Liu. “Do you know why? To request leave for his spouse, and he also donated equipment worth millions to our school…”
What did this mean?
Mr. Liu was dumbfounded.
The principal leaned forward, speaking earnestly, “Mr. Liu, now that this student is in your class, you need to be aware of it.”
Mr. Liu snapped back to reality, quickly agreeing, “Of course, of course. You know I’m not the kind of person who lacks discretion.”
He understood the principal’s implications perfectly.
The principal smiled, patting Mr. Liu on the shoulder, “Make sure to interact with Mr. Huo more often, invite him to visit our school.”
Mr. Liu thought to himself, you’re giving me too much credit… haha.
As a result, all the teachers in the school learned that Mr. Liu had a golden student in his class, whose parents had generously donated equipment worth millions to the school.
Class started, and Mr. Liu entered the previously noisy classroom.
The students fell silent as soon as they saw the teacher.
“Students, let’s begin class! We’ll start by taking attendance as usual,” Mr. Liu said, holding the attendance roster and calling out names one by one.
“Wen Ling.”
“Here.”
When he called the name of the handsomest boy in the class, all the girls turned to look at him.
“An Wuyang,” Mr. Liu looked up.
“Here,” a clear voice responded, accompanied by a raised hand, standing out from the rest.
Mr. Liu smiled, “An, you took leave yesterday. Is your health okay?”
An Wuyang, who was just a bit embarrassed, felt his face heat up at the teacher’s concern. “…I’m fine, thank you for asking, teacher.”
After taking attendance, Mr. Liu said, “Today we’ll be selecting class officers. If anyone wants to run for class president, you can nominate yourself. And of course,” his gaze swept across the young faces, “you can also nominate others.”
Soon, a girl called out from the back, “Teacher, I nominate Wen Ling!”
Wen Ling became the center of attention, smiling calmly but not responding.
Mr. Liu liked this handsome student, sensing he had the makings of a good class officer. “Alright, one vote for Wen Ling. Anyone else?” He suddenly looked at An Wuyang, “An, would you like to be class president?”
An Wuyang was surprised and quickly shook his head, “No, teacher, I don’t want to be class president.”
As a struggling student, the concept of being a class officer was foreign to him. He had never even been a group leader, let alone class president.
“Alright then,” Mr. Liu said, somewhat disappointed.
There were so many votes for Wen Ling that it seemed everyone saw him as the perfect candidate for class president.
An Wuyang agreed, as Wen Ling always exuded an aura of being both academically and morally excellent.
“Teacher, I don’t want to be class president either,” Wen Ling raised his hand and then pointed to his friend behind him, “I nominate Xu Yuanhang to be class president.”
The whole class fell silent.
Xu Yuanhang was surprised, realizing that Wen Ling held him in such high regard.
“…” An Wuyang also looked at Xu Yuanhang in shock.
Wen Ling raised an eyebrow at him, “What are you looking at? You didn’t want to be class president either.” He then sat back with a nonchalant expression, waiting for this moment to pass.
Honestly, school was really boring.
His phone was in his pocket, but out of respect for Mr. Liu, he couldn’t take it out to play.
The class continued to fervently discuss who should be the class officers.
In the end, Xu Yuanhang was elected class president, and he was overjoyed.
“Haha, I’ll treat you all to a late-night snack tonight, how about it?”
“I can’t make it,” Wen Ling said, not caring about politeness at all.
Xu Yuanhang seemed used to this and immediately turned to An Wuyang, “What about you, An?”
“Huh?” An Wuyang looked embarrassed, “I can’t, I have to get home early.”
Xu Yuanhang found an excuse for himself, “Makes sense, you just went out the night before last. Your family must be pretty strict. We’ll do it another time.”
After all, they would be classmates for four years, so there was no rush.
University life was completely different from high school.
Students no longer focused solely on studying. The girls started paying more attention to their appearance, and the boys’ gazes wandered towards the girls with slim, curvy figures.
Everyone said that university was the time for dating.
Seeing his classmates eager to find romance, An Wuyang couldn’t agree more.
As for himself, he either wore a hat or glasses, dressed modestly, and had an unremarkable physique. Standing in a crowd, he was actually quite plain.
His act of bringing dumplings before military training had gradually been forgotten by the girls in the class.
After all, there were plenty of attractive upperclassmen in their second and third years, so there was no need to focus solely on the boys in their own class.
School club recruitment.
Early in the morning, An Wuyang was interested in the English club. He casually asked Wen Ling, “Do you want to go check it out?”
Wen Ling was quite surprised, “You want to join a club? Which one?”
“English club,” An Wuyang took out an earphone and plugged it into his ear. Inside was an English recitation recorded by Huo Yunchuan, “How about you? Any interest?”
Wen Ling didn’t expect it to be the English club, “Are you kidding me…” He chuckled and rubbed his forehead, “Honestly, if you want to learn English well, there’s no need to join the school’s English club.”
First, the students in the school actually have limited skills, and those with real abilities are busy and won’t have time to communicate with rookies.
Second, most of the members of this club just want to show off…
An Wuyang looked at him and thought it made sense.
“Then where to?” Besides the English club, he hadn’t considered others.
“Tennis club,” Wen Ling suggested.
The two agreed immediately and headed straight to the tennis club’s area.
Before going, they didn’t know that the tennis club was a popular club at the university and it wasn’t easy to get in.
There were two reasons why it became popular.
First, there were two former professional tennis players who had participated in international competitions, and second, the most handsome sports majors gathered here.
When Wen Ling appeared in front of the club’s interviewer, the girls murmured numbly, “Another handsome guy…” It seemed like their club was cursed.
Learning that Wen Ling had played tennis for three years in high school and had participated in competitions, the club’s staff said eagerly, “Then fill out this form and go through the process.”
That meant he was accepted.
When it was An Wuyang’s turn for the interview, the staff asked, “Have you played tennis before?”
The boy with one earbud in his ear smiled and shook his head, “No, I haven’t.”
The staff frowned and asked, “Do you like playing tennis?”
An Wuyang replied, “I’m quite interested and would like to give it a try.”
The staff said unhappily, “Considering that there are too many students who want to join the tennis club, we will prioritize those who can play, and you don’t seem particularly enthusiastic about tennis either.”
An Wuyang wasn’t surprised that he was politely rejected, “Then… Wen Ling,” he looked at the person next to him, “you go ahead and join. I’ll go check out something else.”
The guy who was filling out the form put down his pen upon hearing this, “Then I won’t go in either, let’s go.”
An Wuyang was stunned, not understanding at all, “Hey… aren’t you…” particularly fond of playing tennis?
The staff looked dumbfounded as the handsome guy they had in the bag flew away. Feeling anxious, they hurriedly said, “Are you two together? Then we can reconsider.”
Seeing a chance, Wen Ling smiled and handed the pen to An Wuyang, “Fill it out. Tennis is quite simple, I’ll teach you how to play.”
The staff was dumbfounded again. Was this handsome guy shameless? But they couldn’t get angry with someone who was indeed good-looking.
And so, An Wuyang joined the tennis club in a daze.
The staff responsible for recruitment held his application form, feeling complicated, “Let me tell you what you need to prepare. First, sportswear and a tennis racket. Since your friend has played in competitions, you can ask him about this.”
“Okay, thank you.” The teenager who had been listening to his own husband’s voice through the earphone the whole time had a gentle and polite attitude, and the smile on his lips never faded.
“Then tomorrow afternoon at five o’clock, gather at the club,” the official pointed to his glasses. “Also, you won’t be allowed to wear glasses then. If you’re nearsighted, I suggest wearing contact lenses for practice.”
“Oh, you mean glasses? Actually, I’m not nearsighted.” An Wuyang heard this and reached out to take off his glasses, taking the opportunity to tidy up his slightly long hair, revealing his entire face.
The official immediately looked at him with a shocked expression. “…”
President, the club really is cursed!
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