Lin Chuan quietly walked out of the student activity center alone. At ten o'clock at night, the night breeze outside was slightly cool.

He took out his phone and sent a message to the other person, "Where are you?"

"At the cafeteria entrance." The other party replied quickly.

Lin Chuan turned and walked towards the cafeteria. After walking for a while, he saw a girl standing on the steps. In the soft light of the overhead lamp, the girl's figure was slender and graceful.

"Where are my snacks?"

As soon as Lin Chuan walked over, the girl stretched out her fair hands.

He could only take out the two oranges and a chocolate bar from his pocket and hand them over. The other person took them and smiled with great satisfaction.

"Is this stuff really that delicious?" Lin Chuan asked. The other person seemed quite happy, just like when they first met and were eating ice cream.

In reality, given their family's financial situation, they could probably buy as many snacks and ice creams as they wanted.

Chen Xiyu smiled and said, "It's different."

"Okay, it's different." Lin Chuan didn't refute it.

"Let's go get some late-night snacks." Chen Xiyu turned and walked into the cafeteria.

The cafeteria at the No. 1 Middle School in the city also serves late-night snacks, partly for teachers, and partly for some hardworking students who might go hungry at night.

"Eating late-night snacks again? Be careful you don't gain weight," Lin Chuan reminded him quietly from behind.

"Hmph, no way," Chen Xiyu said.

"oh."

Walking into the cafeteria, it was empty except for a few aunties working at the food serving window. After all, one of them had skipped the welcome party and the other had skipped evening study. It would probably get busier after evening study.

They each ordered a bowl of noodle soup and waited nearby. After a short while, the aunt brought two bowls of noodle soup and placed them in front of them.

Chen Xiyu looked at the bowl in front of her, then pursed her lips. "Hmm... I forgot to tell Auntie I didn't want cilantro." As she spoke, she picked the cilantro directly into Lin Chuan's bowl.

"Although I'm not a picky eater, you've put all of this in my bowl. Am I supposed to eat the noodles or the cilantro?" Lin Chuan looked at the pile of bright green cilantro on his soup noodles with a bit of helplessness.

"We can't waste it, you said it," Chen Xiyu said.

Lin Chuan smiled without saying a word.

The two of them quickly finished their bowl of noodles, and Chen Xiyu patted her slightly protruding belly with satisfaction.

The bell finally rang, signaling the end of evening study. The two of them got up together and left the cafeteria together.

Chen Xiyu took the orange out of her pocket, peeled it, and gave half to Lin Chuan.

"Here you go, you're welcome," she said.

Lin Chuan took it, saying, "I brought this over originally."

"By the way, let's get off one stop early and walk back to digest our food," Chen Xiyu said, seemingly remembering Lin Chuan's comment that eating late-night snacks would make you fat.

"Am I leaving too?"

"Otherwise what?"

"Why."

When she arrived at the school gate, the bus she was waiting for arrived just in time. After getting on the bus, Chen Xiyu got off one stop early.

In reality, it was only a little over half a kilometer from where they were going to get off the bus—not too far, but not too close either.

A gentle breeze rustled as Lin Chuan and Chen Xiyu walked along the empty street...

Wednesday afternoon, in the classroom of Grade 11 (Class 5).

Wang Xu, who is usually listless, is now full of energy.

Because it's the last week before National Day, he only needs to attend classes for three days before having a seven-day holiday. Today is the last day of the week, and it feels so great!

"Hey Lin, wanna go online together this long holiday?" With two classes left before school ended, Wang Xu was already imagining how wonderful the holiday would be.

"We'll see," Lin Chuan said, neither refusing nor agreeing. "If you play every day, you might not finish your homework."

"Sigh..." Wang Xu sighed, looking at the thick stack of test papers and English weekly newspapers on the table, "Let's not talk about such sad things."

As the No. 1 high school in the city, the strictness of teachers and students is beyond doubt. Before the National Day holiday even started, teachers of various subjects had already handed out many test papers.

Every teacher's standard line is, "I'll just give you a few test papers; you can easily finish one a day."

But in reality, every teacher would say that, and as first-year high school students who haven't yet chosen between arts and sciences, they have a total of nine courses, which means each teacher has several test papers.

The exam papers, when added together, had piled up like a small mountain.

With time to spare before class, Xue Ren had already entered the classroom with his lesson plan. As soon as he came in, everyone quieted down considerably. "Everyone, sit back down in your seats. Before we start class, I have something to tell you."

Those students who were still chatting returned to their seats.

"Teacher, just hand out as many test papers as you want," Zhao Jiajia said, looking like she was ready to die for her teacher.

Xue Ren smiled and said, "The test papers will definitely be distributed, but before that, we need to select class officers. As we mentioned last time, we will select class officers at the end of this month."

Many people had expressions of sudden realization, clearly only now remembering this. Of course, there were also students who had already prepared, such as Liu Hao, who had memorized several more speech drafts last night.

Lin Chuan rested his chin on one hand, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Just like at the beginning of the semester, I'll announce the class officer positions, and everyone can volunteer to run for them," Xue Ren said.

Lin Chuan squinted, thinking to himself, "Is it really voluntary?"

"Brother Hao, are you still going to elect a class monitor?" asked Xu Zhi, the fat guy next to Liu Hao.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Zhi scratched his head. "I feel like everyone's going to side with Lin Chuan now, otherwise why would they choose someone else?"

Before today, Lin Chuan, the class monitor, was actually handling everything in the class by himself. He took on all the roles, from being on duty to being the sports committee member and even the class representative, in a short period of time.

Lin Chuan was like both a father and a mother to everyone, but he handled everything so well that everyone even forgot about the class officer election.

The boys in the seats in front and behind them also chimed in quietly. They often drank water off Liu Hao, so they wanted to remind him.

After all, everyone seems to have a high level of approval for Lin Chuan as class monitor, so Liu Hao going there would be a bit of a "humiliation," but it's not something that can be said directly.

Liu Hao frowned. "I was class monitor for three years in junior high, and I'm worse than him for just one month?"

"That's not what I meant," Xu Zhi said awkwardly. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"Let's elect a class monitor first. Students who want to run can come up on stage and give a speech," Xue Ren said.

After the words were spoken, the classroom fell silent. Those students who had reservations were mostly other class officers.

The class monitor and the others didn't seem to have any "covetousness" for him; Lin Chuan still held considerable "prestige" in Class 5.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Xue Ren's gaze fell on Lin Chuan. He smiled and said, "Former class monitor, why don't you come up and say something first? Give us an opening speech?"

Lin Chuan knew this process wouldn't be complete, and it seemed no one would compete with him for class monitor status. Just as he was feeling a little disappointed...

"Teacher, I also want to run for office." At this moment, Liu Hao raised his hand.

Xue Renyi hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "You two come up here."

The two went on stage together, but this time Liu Hao didn't speak first. Instead, he chose to let Lin Chuan speak first. He now understood that he couldn't rush the selection of a class monitor; he had to wait and see.

"You go first," Liu Hao said, seemingly politely.

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