After the minor character transforms into a beauty, she steals the heart of a tycoon's son.

Lin Xiaokui's voice was displeased, "Tangtang, you went to the student council building yesterday, and today you suddenly became a member of the deacon team?"

"Tell me clearly what exactly happened."

Ruan Tang closed her textbook. "There's nothing to say."

Lin Xiaokui laughed sarcastically, "Nothing to say?"

"You are my best friend. You know perfectly well what the Deacon Council did to the Resistance. You know perfectly well that I'm on the blacklist."

"So you've sided with them now?"

"right."

Lin Xiaokui was stunned, not expecting her to be so decisive and unreserved.

Ruan Tang stood up, her eyes showing no fear. "I just stood on their side."

"You—" Lin Xiaokui took a deep breath.

"Have you no backbone at all? Don't you know who they are? They treat us like dogs, trampling us under their feet, and you're going to be their secretary? What are you thinking?"

Ruan Tang's voice was still soft, "Xiao Kui, you have your pride, and I have my reality."

"At least your parents can afford to send you to school, but I have to work to support myself."

"You've managed to hold on even after being blacklisted, while I couldn't withstand a single kick from Si Lin."

"So I had no choice."

"If you think that my joining the deacon council is spineless or an attempt to climb the social ladder."

"You're right, I did go to climb the social ladder."

Lin Xiaokui stared at her, biting her lower lip.

There was anger, disappointment, and something else hidden beneath her eyes.

That was the same subtle jealousy she felt towards the girls around her who admired the four stewards.

-

In the afternoon, on the top floor of the student union building.

Ruan Tang pushed open the office door and went inside.

All four people were present.

Si Lin sat behind his desk, while Wen Yan leaned against the window, holding a cup of coffee.

Pei Heng was lounging on the sofa, while Ji Yan stood in front of the bookshelf.

The moment she walked in, all four of them looked at her.

Pei Heng almost dropped his phone.

He stared at the person at the door, looked him up and down several times, and then whistled.

"Damn, is this the little girl from yesterday?"

He stood up from the sofa, walked to Ruan Tang, circled her, looked at her from the front, side, and back, and finally stopped in front of her, staring at her face for several seconds.

"That skin, those features, wow."

Wen Yan put down his coffee cup and walked over. "It does look much better now. Were you hiding your flaws before?"

Ruan Tang didn't reply; she just stood there.

Ji Yan also looked up and glanced at her, a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Si Lin didn't speak, leaning back in his chair, looking at the girl at the door, his gaze moving from her face to her neck, and then from her neck to her waist.

Yesterday he looked drab and gray, with his black-rimmed glasses covering half his face.

I took off my glasses today, tucked my bangs behind my ears, and my skin was so white it was practically glowing. My features were incredibly delicate.

He recalled the delicate touch of his fingertips when he pinched her chin yesterday.

I felt it felt good at the time.

It seems to be better than he imagined.

Si Lin closed the lighter and said, "Come here."

Ruan Tang walked over.

Four people surrounded her, as if they were looking at a newly unpacked collectible.

Wen Yan spoke first, "Now that you've joined the deacon team, it's time to get started."

"What are you doing?" Ruan Tang asked.

Wen Yan glanced at Si Lin, and Si Lin nodded.

Wen Yan turned back to look at Ruan Tang, "Our first task is to see the announcement of the resistance group's rampage in the library and their subsequent punishment tomorrow."

Ruan Tang looked up. "Making a scene in the library?"

"Yes," Wen Yan said. "We received information that the resistance group will hold a meeting at the library at 3 p.m. tomorrow to discuss their next course of action."

"What you need to do is let them make a scene, make a scene that alarms the academic affairs office and the student union."

"and then?"

"Then Cheng Jin will step in to handle it."

"Cheng Jin?"

"The student council vice president," Wen Yan said, "will cooperate with you to get this done."

Ruan Tang didn't speak, her mind racing.

She had heard of Cheng Jin before; he was the second-in-command of the student council and usually kept a low profile, rarely appearing in the public eye.

"Is Cheng Jin also a member of the deacon team?" she asked.

"No, the council, including you, is nominally only five people," Wen Yan said.

"But he was a specially admitted student sponsored by the Si Foundation, and the student council has always respected the deacons, so he is considered one of us."

Ruan Tang was taken aback. A special admissions student?

How could someone who was admitted through special admissions be able to become the vice president of the student council at Shenglan?

Wen Yan noticed her confusion and smiled. "What's wrong? Surprised?"

"A little," Ruan Tang said.

"Cheng Jin was among the first batch of specially admitted students sponsored by the Si Shi Consortium, which started sponsoring her from junior high school," Wen Yan said.

"He has good grades, is capable, knows how to behave appropriately, and is grateful."

"That's why he's able to sit in this position."

Ruan Tang didn't speak.

She recalled that when she first came to Shenglan, she had also applied for a scholarship from the Sishi Foundation, but it was rejected.

The reason is that it is inappropriate.

In retrospect, it seems she wasn't qualified to be chosen.

Those chosen by the Siji Foundation are either truly outstanding and irreplaceable, or obedient enough to be a useful tool.

Capitalists are driven by profit above all else.

Seeing that the important matters had been discussed to the point of exhaustion, Si Lin walked over and stopped in front of Ruan Tang.

The two were quite different in height; when he looked down at her, she had to tilt her head back to see his eyes.

The man reached out and curiously touched her cheek with the back of his fingers, not unlike teasing a kitten or puppy. "Your skin is really good."

Ruan Tang didn't dodge; she just stood there and let him touch her.

"Don't disappoint me with the first task." Si Lin withdrew his hand and put it back into his pocket.

Ruan Tang nodded. "Understood."

She turned to leave, but Wen Yan called out from behind, "Tangtang, wait a moment."

Ruan Tang stopped and turned around.

Wen Yan stood by the window, backlit, so his expression was not very clear.

"Such a beautiful girl, if you don't want to get involved in these things, come to my side, I'll back you up."

He said it casually, in a light tone, as if he were joking.

But Ruan Tang could hear the implication in it.

She nodded to indicate that she understood, then pushed open the door and went out.

-

Cheng Jin stood in the corridor, leaning against the wall, holding a folder in her hand.

He was about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a white student council uniform, with a refined and clean appearance, looking like an excellent student.

When he saw Ruan Tang come out, he straightened up and nodded to her.

"Hello, Ruan Tang." His voice was gentle and polite.

Ruan Tang looked at him and found it hard to believe that this person was also a special admissions student.

He showed no signs of having risen from humble beginnings; his manners were impeccable, his speech elegant, and he resembled an aristocrat more than many other noblemen.