After being reborn, I gained a childhood sweetheart who appeared out of nowhere.

In the afternoon, at the student council office.

When Lin Chuan pushed open the door and walked in, there were already quite a few people inside. Besides his minister Sun Yan, there were classmates from the Organization Department and the Discipline Inspection Department, as well as Liu Hao, Cheng Xue, Tang Xiaoying, whom he was quite familiar with...

"Xiao Chuan is here, we're just waiting for you," Sun Yan said.

Am I late?

"No," Sun Yan said.

Lin Chuan found a corner to sit down. This was his first proper meeting since joining the student council, and people from both departments were there.

"Actually, this meeting is nothing special. It's mainly for you newcomers. Just to let you know that starting tomorrow, our student council will be conducting student discipline inspections again."

"This isn't something we do every day, but it happens a few times each month, and it requires our cooperation with the school and teachers," Sun Yan said.

"What is student discipline inspection?" Tang Xiaoying asked, raising her hand.

"Simply put, our student council members will arrange for some people to check the morning reading sessions in each class to see if anyone is missing and if everyone is wearing their school uniforms."

Sun Yan explained, "There's also checking registration at the school gate to see if anyone is late, etc..."

"oh oh."

"It's actually quite simple. I'll send you a form, and you can just score and register it. However, while we can score objectively, we should also be appropriately subjective in our understanding," Sun Yan said.

While the other newcomers in the office were completely confused, Lin Chuan already understood what she meant.

To put it bluntly, disciplinary inspections need to be handled with a balance of leniency and strictness, depending on the situation and even the class. For example, the treatment of the first three classes may be different from that of the later classes.

Although they are the student council, they cannot be too forceful; being too domineering would be like wielding a tiger's feather.

"And as you've all seen, the Discipline Inspection Department is definitely short-staffed, so the Organization Department students will also be involved," Sun Yan said. "Finally, I will assign each of you an area to be responsible for, in pairs to form a group, and if you encounter any problems, be sure to communicate with me promptly."

"Yes, Minister."

"Understood," the new students in the office responded in unison.

Sun Yan then started arranging people, generally by having a newcomer be mentored by a senior high school student.

However, the obvious problem was that when Sun Yan assigned students to classes, she found that there were still quite a few new students left. There were an unusually large number of freshmen this year, and four of them were without senior students to mentor them: Lin Chuan, Tang Xiaoying, Liu Hao, and Cheng Xue.

Sun Yan glanced around and finally arranged for Tang Xiaoying, who had been interviewed, to team up with Lin Chuan. The last two newcomers, Cheng Xue and Liu Hao, were to form a team together.

After the arrangements were made, everyone filed out.

When Lin Chuan returned home that evening, he found that a network cable had been installed in his living room and connected directly to his room.

"Dad, how much does it cost to get a network cable?" Lin Chuan asked. He remembered that back in 09, a network cable would cost quite a bit of money per month.

Although he only has a few hundred yuan left, it should be enough to last him a few months. Once he earns income from the subsequent novels, he can continue to support himself.

Dad waved his hand, "You don't need to worry about this."

Lin Chuan said "Oh," and wanted to go back to his room first.

"Xiao Chuan," Dad called out.

"Hmm." Lin Chuan stopped and looked at his father.

Dad paused for a moment, seemingly unsure what to say, and finally said dryly, "How's school lately?"

Lin Chuan sat down on the small sofa next to his father. "It's pretty good."

"Is studying hard? I heard that the curriculum at the No. 1 High School in the city is quite demanding."

"It's alright. If he attends classes normally, he won't fall behind in his studies." Lin Chuan smiled. "Your son isn't stupid."

Dad smiled silently. "That's good."

A brief silence fell over the living room. Lin Chuan didn't rush to leave; he just sat there and waited.

Dad finally spoke up, "Your mom and I don't really understand what you mean by serialized novels, but we'll support you if it's something you enjoy doing."

"But I also hope you understand that at your age, studying is very important. You can do what you want, but don't let your studies fall behind."

There was no long-winded speech as I had imagined; Dad only said these two sentences.

In reality, Lin Chuan rarely talked about these things with his father. Although they were father and son, they were mostly silent together.

The conversations are basically the same few sentences, like "How's your studying lately?" and "Remember to eat more at school," and that's it.

In addition, my dad isn't a very talkative person; at home, he usually just sits alone watching TV or spacing out.

When he was a child, his father didn't seem to care much about him and his mother, so much so that Lin Chuan always felt that his father was actually a rather cold person.

After my mother fell ill, my father stayed in the hospital. My mother was in the hospital for several years, and my father stayed there for the same number of years. He would work during the day and come over at night to take care of my mother.

In just a few years, my bedridden mother's hair turned white, and my father's hair also turned white.

He never said anything fancy, and seemed to only do things silently; some love is silent.

"Don't worry, Dad, I know what I'm doing," Lin Chuan said.

Dad glanced at him and nodded.

"I'm going to the stream to get my laptop," Lin Chuan said.

"Okay, it's getting late, get some rest after you're done," Dad said.

"Um."

Lin Chuan went out and came to the next room. There was no one in the living room, so he began to pack up his laptop and several books that he had brought with him.

Hearing the noise, Chen Xiyu opened the door and came out. "Are you going over there?"

"Okay," Lin Chuan said. "Shall I help you move the desk back to your room? But it's a bit late now, how about you come over tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow," Chen Xiyu said.

Lin Chuan didn't object. He walked up to her with his laptop in his arms, then took out a key from his pocket. "Here, take this. It's my house key."

Chen Xiyu took the key.

"I'm going back."

"Um."

Lin Chuan left the room and closed the door behind him. The living room fell silent. Chen Xiyu held the silver key in her hand, stood there for a while, and then returned to her room.

In comparison, Lin Chuan's living room and bedroom are relatively small, but they can still fit a laptop.

I fiddled around in my room for a bit, and when I checked the time, it was almost midnight.

Lin Chuan suddenly remembered that he hadn't updated today, so he quickly opened his laptop and posted a new chapter.

I glanced at my book review section. With a limited number of words, there weren't many reviews either. Some were just jokes and quips, while a few readers were making serious comments.

Where can I get a cat that can understand human speech?

"Well written, author."

"Whose pseudonym is this author?"

"Well written, keep up the good work!" This was the latest comment. Lin Chuan paused for a moment when he saw it; the tone sounded a bit quirky, but also somewhat familiar…