Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong finally resolved the misunderstanding about cross-dressing and had a serious chat about the future (mainly because Ji Wenfeng was daydreaming, and Lu Rong seriously pointed out that he was daydreaming). They didn’t argue all night and had a very harmonious time. The next day, going to school by car was also peaceful, making Lao Song swoon.
But as soon as they got off the car, Ji Wenfeng took the lead, leaving Lu Rong behind. Halfway there, he turned back and gave him a knowing, sharp look.
Lu Rong: “…?”
What’s going on?
Didn’t they finally get elected as the student council president and secretary, gaining an identity that allowed them to go to school side by side?
Lu Rong couldn’t understand Ji Wenfeng’s thought process. So he slung his backpack over his shoulder and slowly trailed behind him, watching him from a distance of a few steps.
Ji Wenfeng walked to the school gate and found that no members of the discipline team were checking appearances. Students were happily walking through the gate, dressed however they pleased. He asked the students on duty if this was the case from the start of the morning, and they all said that no one from the discipline team had come. Ji Wenfeng frowned, thinking that Shen Yu needed a good beating.
Just then, Lu Rong stepped through the school gate.
Ji Wenfeng raised an eyebrow, pretending not to recognize him at all: “…Secretary Lu?”
Lu Rong: “…”
He seemed to understand what Ji Wenfeng wanted to do.
He lowered his head and walked to Ji Wenfeng’s side: “Good morning, President.”
“Hmm.” Ji Wenfeng frowned, absentmindedly replying, his mind in turmoil. “Arrange for all the ministers to come to my office for a meeting this morning.”
Lu Rong pretended to take out paper and pen. “What’s the meeting time?”
Ji Wenfeng: “Let’s schedule it during morning self-study. Don’t let it interfere with regular classes.”
Lu Rong: “Okay.”
After saying that, Ji Wenfeng caught Deng Te rushing in with a small fish cake in his mouth. “Minister Deng.”
Deng Te walked past him coolly, ignoring him as if he hadn’t heard him.
Ji Wenfeng slapped him on the shoulder. “Minister Deng.”
Deng Te grabbed the fish cake, rubbed his wrist, and threw him over his shoulder.
Just as an attack on the student council president was about to occur at the school gate, Lu Rong shouted, “Stop!”
Hearing the familiar voice, Deng Te stopped. Ji Wenfeng, a towering 1.88 meters tall, was being carried on his back, and he was furious: “Put me down!”
Deng Te then realized he had almost killed his student, put him down, and said coolly, “I’ve taught you not to touch my shoulder from behind.”
Ji Wenfeng regained his balance, twisting his shirt collar with a hint of anger: “Minister Deng, today you’ll stand here and inspect the students’ appearance.”
Deng Te finally realized “Minister Deng” was him, belatedly saying “Oh,” and did as he was told.
Having resolved the issue, Ji Wenfeng walked forward coldly.
After a few steps, he turned back and asked Lu Rong, “Secretary Lu, how did you get to school?”
His chin was raised, his neck was beautifully curved, and his face was bathed in sunlight, his eyelashes gleaming like gold.
Lu Rong: “…”
Don’t you know how I got to school?
I’m sitting right next to you, and you’re still not behaving yourself.
However, this wasn’t the answer Ji Wenfeng wanted, and Lu Rong knew it perfectly well.
He was clearly playing the “student council president and his secretary” card.
Lu Rong lowered his head, composed himself, then looked up at Ji Wenfeng, bewildered, and said, “I… came by bus.”
“…Is that so?” Ji Wenfeng fell into thought, and after a long pause, said coldly, “It’s too late. I suggest you take another bus. As my secretary, you should arrive at school at least half an hour earlier than me. By the time I get to my office to process documents, you should already have yesterday’s summary and today’s schedule on my desk.”
Lu Rong: “…” What a cool, workaholic persona!
Lu Rong nervously clutched his backpack and said, “Okay, okay.”
Ji Wenfeng hummed in agreement, saying meaningfully, “I like punctual people.”
Lu Rong used word of mouth to notify all the student council ministers to come to the meeting during morning self-study.
The school provided Ji Wenfeng with a private office, which usually served as the student council’s headquarters.
Ji Wenfeng leaned against his desk, listening to the department heads introduce themselves.
After he had gotten to know almost everyone, Ji Wenfeng slowly said, “Secretary Lu, please add all the department heads’ WeChat accounts and create a group chat. We can use the group for future inquiries.”
Lu Rong: “Yes.”
Ji Wenfeng took out his phone and, in front of everyone, handed it to Lu Rong: “Here, add me.”
Lu Rong: “…”
He and Ji Wenfeng had been friends for a month, exchanging over ten thousand messages.
A quick search for “poop” in the search bar yielded countless notifications from Ji Wenfeng.
Ji Wenfeng : Pooping
JiWenfeng: I’m pooping
Ji Wenfeng: Pooping
Ji Wenfeng: I’m pooping
Ji Wenfeng: Pooping
Ji Wenfeng: I’m not going, I need to poop
Ji Wenfeng: Wait a minute, I need to poop
Ji Wenfeng: Damn, today’s poop is so hard, I need to poop for a while
….
something like that.
Lu Rong’s current feeling was like seeing his wife of 40 years, who poops in front of him every day without makeup, suddenly pretending to be eighteen and having a first love with him.
Lu Rong hesitated, and President Ji clicked his tongue, extending his hand: “What, you don’t want to?”
Lu Rong noticed everyone else staring at him strangely, so he quickly feigned panic, frantically pulling out his phone: “No, no… please wait a moment…”
He opened the QR code scanner and scanned Ji Wenfeng’s QR code.
He was directly taken to Ji Wenfeng’s chat page, but Ji Wenfeng showed a request to accept or reject.
Lu Rong: “…”
That damn Ji Wenfeng.
He deleted him as a friend beforehand just to put on an act!
President Ji successfully added Secretary Lu, his lips curving into a wild smile, but he maintained his composure, continuing to outline the student council’s policies. Just then, Disciplinary Committee member Shen Yu pushed open the door and walked in.
Everyone turned to look at him.
Ji Wenfeng’s face turned cold: “Secretary Lu, what time was the meeting?”
Lu Rong replied with his eyes downcast and his mind at ease: “The preparatory bell will ring at 50 minutes past the hour. Morning self-study will start promptly at 8 o’clock, so you were notified to arrive no later than 8 o’clock.”
Ji Wenfeng stood up from his desk: “So, what are the duties of a disciplinary committee member?”
Lu Rong: “Maintaining school discipline and checking appearance.”
Ji Wenfeng, hands in his pockets, walked up to Shen Yu: “What were you doing this morning?”
Shen Yu had been framed by Lu Rong yesterday, taken to the police station, and only released late at night. He was scolded mercilessly by his grandfather and went straight to sleep, only to be woken up early this morning by the student council. He was furious.
But he couldn’t vent his anger on Ji Wenfeng.
Shen Yu suddenly looked at Lu Rong, finally finding an outlet for his frustration: “This disciplinary committee member, Secretary Lu framed me!” He pointed at Lu Rong and said, “He used underhanded tactics to get me elected! I didn’t want to be a member at all! President Ji, you must investigate!”
“Oh?” Ji Wenfeng chuckled lazily, raised his hand, grabbed Shen Yu’s head, and slammed it against the wall.
A spiderweb-like dent appeared on Shen Yu’s head.
Ji Wenfeng pressed down on his head, saying slowly, “What are you checking?”
Shen Yu: “Appearance and demeanor.”
Ji Wenfeng: “Who’s checking?”
Shen Yu: “Me.”
Ji Wenfeng: “Who are you?”
Shen Yu: “Discipline Committee member of Chengnan Middle School.”
Ji Wenfeng hummed in agreement: “Good that you understand.”
Ji Wenfeng withdrew his hand, and Shen Yu’s head slid down the wall, falling to the ground unconscious.
The department heads: “…”
Ahhhhhhh, what kind of devil is this student council president?!
Lu Rong silently offered a tissue with both hands. Ji Wenfeng elegantly wiped the dust off his hands and said calmly to the other department heads, “I have only one requirement— do your job well. Do you understand?!”
The department heads all puffed out their chests and shouted in trembling voices, “Yes!”
After all, not doing their job properly would get them killed by the president!
The department heads suspected that they hadn’t joined the student council, but rather the campus’s dark forces.
After the meeting, Ji Wenfeng let everyone go, including Lu Rong.
He didn’t show him any special attention or interest.
After all, their relationship was still in its early stages, and their personas had shifted to that of an aloof, icy student council president and a timid, adorable secretary.
Lu Rong’s biggest worry was that once their relationship became public, Ji Wenfeng would recklessly cuddle and flirt without regard for time or place, but now he breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone knew that Ji Wenfeng was serious about acting and would never do anything to ruin his image, so he wouldn’t make a move on him at this time.
But it would happen soon.
After a morning of classes, Ji Wenfeng waited at the door of Class 8, impatiently glancing at his watch, giving the overdue Class 8 geography teacher a meaningful look.
The geography teacher had probably heard the story of the student council president punching the disciplinary committee member in the office that morning, so he shortened the 15-minute overtime to within 5 minutes and quickly grabbed his textbook and notes and left the classroom. The classroom suddenly became like a pressure cooker with steam bursting out of its valve, filled with whispers and chatter.
Girl A: “Ahhhhhh, Ji Wenfeng looks so handsome today! No, even more handsome than usual. Hmm… why is that?”
Girl B: “Because today he’s not just Class Monitor Ji, he’s President Ji! Power is a man’s best adornment.”
Girl C: “Who is he waiting for here? Is he waiting for Lu Rong?”
Girls A, B, and C all looked at Lu Rong.
Girl A: “No, no. He’s probably waiting for Xiao Zhuqing. Xiao Zhuqing is the only girl from our class to get into the student council.”
Girl B: “Ji Wenfeng might be gay.”
Girl C: “Then he’s probably waiting for Fang Chang. I heard from the boys that everyone seems to want to sleep with him.”
Girls A, B, and C all looked at Fang Chang.
Fang Chang was furious: “Don’t think I didn’t hear what you were saying! If it weren’t for fighting over food, I would have sent a lawyer’s letter! Humph!”
Lu Rong slowly packed his things, holding an English book, and obediently walked out of the classroom with his head down.
After all, he was currently a pure and pretentious white lotus flower, even memorizing English vocabulary while eating.
“Hey.” The student council president’s cold voice came from above.
Secretary Lu: “Huh? President… President…”
“Come with me.” President Ji coldly tossed out a sentence, leading the way against the flow of people towards the stairwell.
Secretary Lu, clutching his English textbook, paused for a moment, watching President Ji’s retreating figure, then quickly followed.
Girl A: “She really is the student council president’s secretary! I’m so envious of being able to eat with Ji Wenfeng, sob sob!”
Girl B: “Eh… she’s got the perfect timing, location, and people, that’s what they call standing in the right place at the right time, even a pig can fly.”
Girl C: “Ji Wenfeng is really gay!”
Lu Rong: “…”
Why are you extras so into character when we’re acting out a pure and innocent campus romance novel?!
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