Hua Feng felt very puzzled and disgusted by the rude behavior of these rich children in the class to refer to male professors. Didn’t the professor just joke about other professors just because their names and certain words were symphonic, and falsely accusing them of their personality. This is not the behavior of students. This is clearly the disrespect of the teachers and the slander of the teachers. It is clearly the gangsters on the street. Chen Xiang, who was standing by, felt that the behavior of these rich children was very suitable for his taste. Playing with professors and bubble beauty, isn’t this what he wants to live in college? If he had known this, he would have changed majors, and now he really felt that he had changed the right place. Looking at Hua Feng who was reading seriously, Chen Xiang snorted, "You want to study, but I don’t let you learn?"

Looking at these classmates, Hua Feng knew that there was no teacher coming to class in the morning. So, after tidying up the books on the desktop, he was about to call the two bad friends in the corner and the dormitory, the head teacher bald Li, who had not seen for many days, walked in. The noisy "vegetable market" became quieter, and some students thought the head teacher was here to question, after all, he forced a professor away just now. However, the head teacher was still red and looked at the students under the podium with a smile, and seemed not angry at what had just happened.

"Students, be quiet first, the teacher wants to tell everyone if you have something to do."

"Bald Lee, please tell me if you have anything to do."

"That's right. It's been almost a month since the students came to the school, so they have a rough understanding of each other. Now our class is going to have a class leader election, and a classmate is selected from the class to assist the class teacher and counselor in managing the affairs of the class. There are many benefits to running for work cadres. First of all, in addition to the class cadres you have the opportunity to participate in the election of the department, you have the opportunity to run for class cadres in the school. The school's scholarships are also given priority to the excellent class cadres in the class,... So everyone actively participates in this class cadre election, which is of great benefit to your current study and your future work."

Bald Li talked on the podium for more than half an hour, but it was nothing more than the benefits of participating in the election of class cadres. The reason why he said so much was that he was afraid that no classmates would want to be class cadres. After all, the situation in the class was too complicated, and even the professors used it as a joke, let alone the classmates in the class. However, when he saw the reactions of the students below, it seemed that the students below were very interested in the election of class cadres.

"Everyone discuss it slowly. I will come to the class again in half an hour." After saying that, bald Li walked out of the classroom and left the rich children chattering in the class. Why are these rich children interested in the election of class cadres? First of all, in the election, you can be a little bit powerful in front of your relatives, and then you will have more pocket money. Secondly, it is more convenient for them to pick up girls. After all, they are a class cadre and have more excuses to approach a beautiful woman. Just like a class cadre who can run for a college or a class cadre who runs for a general school, you will have more contact with beauties.

After listening to the big talk from the head teacher Bald Li, Hua Feng suddenly remembered his senior sister Wang Xue whom he met at the beginning of school. He remembered that she told herself that she should participate in more school club activities in college. Seeing Hua Feng thinking aside, Zhang Yina asked with a smile.

"Do you also want to participate in the class leader election? I support you as the class leader."

Hua Feng just sat there quietly, looking at the classmates in front of him, without shaking his head to deny it or nodding in agreement. When Chen Xiang heard Zhang Yina's question about Hua Feng, he nodded thoughtfully. If you want to be a class cadre, I wouldn't let you be a class cadre. Now I have to mess with you and put on the title of a class cadre, wouldn't it be easier? Although he is not short of money or a beauty, if he becomes a class monitor, he will be praised by his grandfather and father.

"Students, be quiet first. I recommend Chen Xiang as the class monitor, Lin Qinghua as the study committee member, and I recommend myself as the discipline committee member." Xie Biao looked at Hua Feng, walked up to the podium alone and looked at the students below and said. But before he finished speaking, the following started to argue. For these three people, they transferred to this class. In less than a few days, why did they compete for the best positions of class cadres? So a rich child stood up and said dissatisfied.

"Why do you recommend yourself? I also recommend yourself as President!"

He just finished speaking, except for Chen Xiang, everyone was watching Xie Biao on the stage laughing, as if he was laughing at a clown performing on it. Although Xie Biao was laughed at by these classmates, he still looked at the classmates with a smile, as if he was the audience and the classmates below were the clowns.

"Why? Just because my father is the director of the Shanghai Police Department. Chen Xiang's father is the mayor of Shanghai, and Lin Qinghua's father is the director of the Shanghai Education Bureau. Isn't that enough?" Xie Biao said loudly on the podium. That natural sense of superiority and arrogant tone made the students who were making big fuss quiet. Many rich children even began to want to get close to Chen Xiang and the three of them. After all, their parents are both high-ranking officials in Shanghai, and many female students in the class began to secretly send misses to Chen Xiang to arouse the sexual interest of Chen Xiang and the other two. However, after Zhou Cong and Zhu Renyi looked at Xie Biao on the podium boredly, they were still watching their Japanese.

"Students, calm down first. Mr. Chen and I will not treat everyone badly. As long as you vote, there will be one thousand yuan, and each of the three votes will be five thousand yuan." Xie Biao said with a smile. For the children of rich families, 5,000 yuan is indeed nothing, but for those more than a dozen students who were originally from poor rural areas like Hua Feng, it is different. Five thousand yuan is their living expenses for more than half a year.

"Mr. Xie, I fully agree with your recommendation. You are fully capable of serving as class leaders in our class. Do you think so?" The rich child stood up and said.

"Yes." Except for Hua Feng and others who did not respond, the other students shouted loudly, as if Xie Biao on the podium was the biological father of these students and the source of income of these students.

"Okay, as long as everyone actively supports Mr. Chen, everyone's benefits will not be missing. In the morning, please go to a five-star hotel for a big meal." Xie Biao continued to tempt. At this time, except for Hua Feng, the others, were all captured by Xie Biao's words. Even the dozen or so classmates who originally wanted to support Hua Feng who was the captain in military training completely gave up. Even Su Ying and the three young men gave up, and turned to Chen Xiang and the other two with a flattering face.
Chapter completed!