The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The group fell silent.

next second.

Yan Cong gasped.

"hiss……"

Now that you mention it, it does seem a bit like that.

Lin Fan's eyes also showed a hint of interest.

"Yan Cong".

"Tell me exactly what just happened."

Yan Cong immediately recounted the whole story: Xing Yao protecting others, Tang Fei's foul mouth, Ye Chuhao causing Tang Fei to lose his voice twice, Lu Changming's arrival, and Chen Ming inciting the students.

After listening.

Han Li narrowed his eyes.

"The class monitor is definitely suspicious."

Everyone in Class 9 knows.

Ye Chuhao and Xing Yao are basically a couple that's set in stone.

Xingyao has severe social anxiety disorder and is not good at speaking.

But she has a good eye.

Every time it's her turn to be on duty, the students in Class 9, who are usually capable of causing chaos, will subconsciously become more restrained.

She had sat next to Ye Chuhao for three years and knew him better than anyone else.

Not to mention that these two were childhood sweethearts from the same orphanage.

"How so?"

Yan Cong still hadn't figured it out.

Ye Chen rolled his eyes at him.

"Use the brain you use to pick up girls."

When a girl is completely devoted to you, and she sees you being criticized, will she be the first to stand up for you?

"Hey!"

Yan Cong immediately straightened his chest, smirked, and waved his hand.

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

"I can't help it, it's just my charm..."

"Bang!"

Ye Chen's forehead was covered in black lines. He couldn't stand this guy's brain circuits any longer, so he kicked him out.

Yan Cong knelt directly on the lawn with his buttocks sticking out.

"Ouch!"

"Damn it, a bunch of little Chu Nans!"

"If you're envious, just be envious, why do you have to take action!"

"I'm gone."

Ye Chen ignored him, quickly finished discussing countermeasures, and then led the group away.

Yan Cong had just finished cursing when he looked up and saw that everyone had left. He quickly got up and chased after them.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Ye Chen approached Ye Chuhao.

He glanced at the platform out of the corner of his eye to confirm that his dead father was indeed looking this way.

So Ye Chen deliberately shouted "very loudly" and "very respectfully".

"Class monitor!"

"What about the kid who offended you?"

That shout fell.

Outside the playground, the students collectively gasped for breath.

"Are they asking about that useless class monitor?"

"No way?"

"These guys from Class 9 actually let him make the decision?"

"Could he be a big shot too?"

"I understand now!"

In the crowd, Old Yang clapped his hands, a look of sudden realization on his face.

People nearby immediately surrounded them.

"Brother, tell me quickly!"

Old Yang cleared his throat.

"Think about it carefully, what was the initial trigger for this?"

Someone hesitated and asked, "Did Tang Fei insult that girl from Class 9?"

"That's right!"

Old Yang clapped his hands again.

"Tang Fei and I shared the same pair of underwear for three years, so I know him inside and out."

The expressions of those around them froze.

The description was somewhat suggestive, but they held back.

"and then?"

Old Yang lowered his voice.

"The Golden Mop Saint, ever heard of him?"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

That's a campus legend at Jinling Wuzhong High School.

It is said that when Tang Fei was in the early stage of martial arts, he was cornered in the toilet by a senior student who was in the later stage of martial arts.

Whatever's on the mop in the toilet, those who know, know.

In the end, Tang Fei, carrying that thing, managed to win by leaping two minor realms.

since then.

The mop in the toilet has acquired a legendary status that it shouldn't have in Jinling Wu.

Someone, barely managing to suppress their complex emotions, asked, "And then?"

Old Yang continued, "The kind of person he is, even if he can't beat someone, he'll still be disgusted and go back to fight."

"But what just happened?"

"He knelt down faster than anyone else when facing the class monitor of Class 9."

He lowered his voice as he said this.

Have you ever thought about this question?

"Maybe this useless class monitor isn't so useless after all?"

"hiss--"

The people around felt a chill run down their spines.

"Now that you mention it, I've also thought of something strange."

"It seemed like Tang Fei's words were abruptly cut off twice!"

"It's understandable that you stop halfway through your sentence."

"Twice?"

"There's definitely something wrong here!"

"Damn, that makes sense!"

All eyes began to focus on Ye Chuhao.

In the center of the playground.

Ye Chuhao did not answer Ye Chen immediately.

He looked down at Xingyao in his arms.

"Are your legs still weak?"

The sound was very soft.

Xingyao was taken aback.

She then realized that he was still holding her.

Class 9 is watching.

Other classes are watching too.

The teachers and soldiers were watching too.

The blush that had just faded returned to her cheeks in an instant.

"No, no..."

Xingyao's voice trembled softly, but her fingers were still clutching Ye Chuhao's collar.

"I...I..."

Her eyes welled up with tears again from her anxiety.

She wanted to go down.

But my legs are still weak.

If she really goes down, she definitely won't be able to stand.

She dared not continue to be watched by so many people.

If she were stared at any longer, she felt like her head was about to explode.

Ye Chuhao chuckled softly as he watched her almost get stuck.

"Su Huaying, come here."

Su Huaying, whose name was called out, trembled slightly on the shoulder.

She stepped out from the group of students from Class 9 and raised her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.

She wore her school uniform jacket loosely, but the waistline was beautifully defined.

Her eyebrows and eyes naturally seemed to smile, with slightly upturned corners, making her strikingly beautiful.

But when that smile landed on Ye Chuhao, it clearly carried a hint of reluctance.

It was as if she was recalling some unpleasant experience.

Su Huaying curled her fingertips slightly and smiled, trying to appear calm.

"What does the class monitor want with me?"

Ye Chuhao handed Xingyao over directly.

"Hold the little stutterer for me first."

Su Huaying gave him a resentful look.

"You're really not being polite."

Despite saying that, she still reached out and took Xingyao from her.

"DuangDuang~"

As soon as Xingyao approached, her cheek gently bumped into something soft.

She froze on the spot.

next second.

She turned her head away somewhat stiffly.

All I could see was an overly relaxed, voluptuous figure lying across my eyes.

Xingyao pursed her lips.

She glanced down at herself again, her eyes gradually darkening.

She puffed out her cheeks and looked up at Ye Chuhao with a pitiful expression.

Ye Chuhao, seemingly oblivious to her subtle mood, turned to look at Ye Chen.

He had a smile on his lips and his voice was lazy.

"Security Committee".

"You seem better suited than me to handle issues that threaten the safety of classmates, don't you?"

"Why did you hand it over to me?"

Ye Chen bowed slightly and returned the greeting with a smile.

"The squad leader is here."

"How dare we, the people below, overstep our authority?"

The words fell.

All eyes in Class 9 turned to him at the same time.

Yan Cong, carrying a large hammer, laughed gleefully.

Lin Fan crossed his arms, his interest growing stronger.

Zhuge Wang also gently waved the small flag, his smile not reaching his eyes.

Xiao Ai nestled on Ye Chen's shoulder, clutching a dagger, her eyes darting around.

Ye Chuhao and Ye Chen locked eyes.

Both of them had smiles on their faces.

But in that instant, it was as if invisible sparks exploded in the center of the playground.

One of them sat in the class monitor's seat, looking as lazy as if he didn't care about anything.

A student bowed and pleaded for his duty under the gaze of the entire class, but this only placed all the pressure on him.

The students on the perimeter also quieted down.

The soldiers of the First Division of the State Protection Army remained silent.

On the high platform, Ye Long stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on Ye Chuhao, his eyes deepening.

Xingyao clutched her notebook and secretly glanced at Ye Chuhao.

She suddenly realized.

At this moment, Ye Chen resembled a powerful minister leading his officials into the palace.

And Ye Chuhao.

Like that emperor who was finally forced to stand before the dragon throne.

next moment,

Ye Chuhao suddenly smiled.

"Ye Chen".

"Are you trying to force me, the class monitor, to step down?"

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【Wait, did you guys sneak peek at my drafts?!】

I just managed to squeeze out a chapter from my drafts, and now there are already a thousand requests for more?

[(Fearful) You...you guys are trying to drain the young author dry, aren't you!]

[Alright, alright, the rules for extra chapters remain unchanged.]

[If we reach 1000 reads, we'll ask for an extra chapter.]

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Come on, huh! Let's see who's afraid of who! I'll even take time off to write this.

【at last,】

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