Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 675 Committee Member Chen's Family Affairs (Bonus Chapter for Cz and Silver Alliance)
For the next few days, Chen Zhe did not appear in the examination room, and the ordinary students did not know his whereabouts.

However, soon after, two news headlines appeared on the school's official website, prominently displayed in the center:
A New Journey, A New Mission: Warmest Congratulations to Chen Zhe, a Student from Our School, on His Honorable Election as a Representative to the Municipal People's Congress

"Bearing heavy responsibilities and fulfilling duties for the people, warm congratulations to our student Chen Zhe on being appointed as a member of the Provincial Political Consultative Conference."

Why two titles?

Perhaps the school's publicity department believes that each achievement deserves to be listed separately.

Actually, the content is all pretty much the same. It briefly introduces Chen Zhe's background and achievements, and includes a few photos of Chen Zhe at a meeting.

In a solemn hall, Chen was dressed in a well-tailored jet-black suit, his hair neatly combed back, revealing his young and gentle features.

With a calm, slight smile playing on his lips, his gaze swept over the other delegates and settled steadily on the podium at the very front.

The "representative badge" on his chest, bearing his name and the national emblem, seemed to radiate a magical aura of "power" under the bright red flags and gleaming golden stars surrounding him, inspiring both awe and longing.

My heart was surging with emotion, and my eyes were dazzled.

Soon, some posts appeared on the school's BBS forum.

At first, I was puzzled: what does "NPC deputies and CPPCC members" mean?
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Gradually, science experts have begun to provide explanations.

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People began to realize the true value of this "representative certificate".

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Finally, there was a group discussion, showing off, and envy.

A blade of grass from Lingyuan: Chen and I were in the same exam room. I witnessed him just go out for a short while and then sneak into the auditorium. We were supposed to take the English exam together.
Severe procrastinator: Guys, isn't this way way better than our student council president?

The Cat Who Studies the Law: The chairman is only fit to carry shoes. Oh, I almost forgot, Chen Zhe is also the vice chairman of the student union, but that should be the least valuable position he holds.

Optimistic Salted Fish: Chen Zhe has a high status now, right? He can offer suggestions at the provincial level. When I see him next time, can I tell him some of my thoughts and ask him to help make his voice heard in the province?
A confused junior in college: Theoretically, it's possible, but why should he listen to you? It feels like we and Chen are from two different worlds. I'm still worrying about whether to take the postgraduate entrance exam or find a job, while he's already representing the people of the whole city and the whole province at a meeting.

Human observer: The gap is indeed huge. We watch campus gossip and romance movies and TV dramas, while he watches government work reports and industry plans. We are no longer on the same information menu.

Biology Novice: I have a personal question. Is Representative Chen's girlfriend Song, the school beauty?
The Weaver Girl Doesn't Weave Cloth: I've heard that's true, but neither party has admitted it. What if it's fake? What if Committee Member Chen is still single? He's a real diamond bachelor!

Xiaoliu: I heard that Chen had a crush on his female classmate in junior high school. I wonder if it's true.

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All I can say is that this final exam was incredibly untimely.

Because universities start winter break immediately after exams, otherwise Chen Zhe could have sparked even more discussion; someone could even post about him eating a meal in the cafeteria.

I ran into Representative Chen at the No. 5 canteen. Could he talk to the mayor and blow up this stupid No. 5 canteen? Are they feeding us college students like pigs?
Of course, these are just jokes and comments online.

In reality, the first person to contact Chen Zhe was Deng Zhi from the Yangcheng Evening News, who was the first to receive the news.

Sister Zhi first offered her congratulations, and then reminded Chen that he was now a "leader" and that his every word and action might be under scrutiny.

Chen said he knew, and then asked Deng Zhi how she was going to spend the Spring Festival.
"Let's go back to our hometown."

Deng Zhi said self-deprecatingly, "If I don't go back to blind dates, my mom will threaten to kill herself again. She's been particularly emotional this year, so I can only meet two random people and then have a peaceful New Year."

There was a sense of helplessness in Zhizhi's tone, as if she had no choice in the matter.

Chen Zhe had no choice but to offer empty words of comfort, such as "understand the elderly."

Sometimes it's quite unfair. Girls like Sister Zhizhi not only have to go against the wishes of the older generation, but also against the ideas accumulated over an entire era.

The second person to call Chen was actually Huang Cancan.

After all, Sister Chubby is also in the media industry. As a local TV station, it's already preparing a major press release about Chen Zhe receiving this honor.

"The New Year is almost here, you should be done with your work by now."

Huang Cancan said happily, "Now that I've become a leader, can we have a meal together to celebrate the double happiness?"

Although we haven't seen Sister Chest Tremor for two months, we still exchange messages.

For example, when they were in the capital, she would remind "Dad" to put on more clothes, and then send a picture of herself in her pajamas looking in the mirror, deliberately complaining:

"Guangzhou is so comfortable! It's not as cold as the north. Even in December, I can still wear light pajamas!"

"Slut!"

Chen cursed inwardly every time.

Is that a thin nightgown?
That's a see-through bra, okay?

I can't wait to show it off after graduation!

However, Chen Zhe wasn't sure if he had time, so he laughed and said, "All you do is eat all day long. Don't you have any political awareness? Have the people eaten?" Huang Cancan chuckled and said, "I am the people. Come and eat with me."

"Haha~"

Chen thought to himself, "You are the people, so what's the deal with 'Renminbi'?"

The third person to contact Chen was Principal Luo.

He had always favored this straight-laced member of the Sun Yat-sen University clique, and fearing he might make mistakes in his new role, he gave him a few special instructions on the rules.

In fact, Chen Zhuo was already very familiar with these matters.

"From now on, when there are meetings in the province, you can ride in the same car as me."

Luo said, half pleased and half joking.

Luo is a National People's Congress representative and a member of the Provincial Political Consultative Conference, which explains why the two of them can ride in the same car to attend meetings in the province.

For teachers, having students "catch up" with them is probably not a threat, but rather the most powerful endorsement of their teaching methods.

What surprised Chen the most, yet was also quite reasonable, was that Old Chen called him that evening.

"I thought you guys wouldn't contact me anymore."

Chen smiled and said that he naturally knew that his parents had always been concerned about him.

Recently, Mao Xintong has been called home for dinner two or three times a week by her mother-in-law, who wants to find out about her son's situation from her niece.

But this also caused Mao Erjie, who was already chubby, to start to grow even more plump.

"Now they're really something, they've all been elected as representatives and committee members."

Chen Peisong's voice was filled with a faint sense of pride.

Chinese fathers rarely praise their sons unless the son's achievements have surpassed the power of words.

However, Chen Zhe was not so hypocritical in front of his own father. He said with a grin, "Dad, you'd better be careful. Logically speaking, I also have the right to supervise you."

"Bullshit."

Old Chen scoffed, "We're not in the same system, so why are you supervising me?"

"Comrade Chen, this exposes your misunderstanding of the work of the CPPCC."

Chen said with a hint of pride: "According to Article 2, Paragraph 3 of the Constitution of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, democratic supervision is a consultative supervision conducted by means of putting forward opinions, criticisms and suggestions on the implementation of the Constitution, laws and regulations of the country, the implementation of major policies, major reform measures and important decisions and deployments, the resolution and implementation of practical issues involving the vital interests of the people, and the work of state organs and their staff."

Are you a member of a state organ or its staff?

Chen asked in return.

"I……"

Old Chen was outmaneuvered by his son, and in a perfectly legitimate way at that. He held back for a moment and said irritably, "I'm here to relay Director Mao's instructions. If you continue to waver, don't even think about coming home for the Spring Festival. You'll have to spend it on your own outside!"

"Department head? Did you promote my mother to that position?"

Chen asked curiously.

"Your mother always has the final say in the living room; what else could she be but the head of the living room?"

Chen Peisong chatted with his son for a bit, then suddenly remembered to get back to the main topic, so he asked, "What do you mean? Do you want to go home and eat crispy lotus root sandwiches, or stay in the office and sadly gnaw on hard steamed buns?"

In fact, Old Chen knew that his son would never be reduced to eating hard steamed buns during the Chinese New Year.

After thinking for a moment, Chen asked directly, "Dad, if I still don't want to give up on anyone, does that mean I can't go home?"

"That's right! Do you still want to bargain?"

The voice of "Director Mao" came through the receiver; it seemed that his mother had been eavesdropping the whole time.

"Then... I'll insist on going back?"

Chen tentatively pressed for more information.

"it's useless."

Empress Dowager Mao warned him seriously, "Ask your father. I've changed the locks. If you don't make a decision on this matter, this family won't tolerate you when you come back!"

"Really?"

Chen Zhe still expressed doubt: "I'm your own son. What if you just turn a blind eye and let me spend the New Year at home?"

"Chen Zhe, are you provoking me?"

Empress Dowager Mao seemed to laugh in anger, and said decisively, "You can try it. If I don't kick you out, you can marry as many wives as you want! I've given birth to this good-for-nothing! Let's see how you get out of my clutches!"

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