They don't actually think I like them, do they?

Why can't he understand what these two people are saying?

So, is the chairman going to lend the piano or not?!

Suddenly, Lin Han put down his teacup and said:

"Zhao Chuanxiong, you're too kind. Everyone in the entire No. 7 Middle School knows that you, Zhao Chuanxiong, are the leader among the students."

"The boss is often just a figurehead. Every day when I open my eyes, I have to take care of thousands of people's performance evaluations, disciplinary actions, attendance, and leave requests. But I can't make my own performance evaluations, and my standards are much higher than yours."

Just then, a shout suddenly came from outside.

"President! President!! I need to see the president!!!"

The scream was heart-wrenching and agonizing, as if the victim had suffered some great injustice, which made Lin Han's heart tighten.

Perhaps one of the students was disciplined?

Such things probably happen quite often.

"Student, please don't do this..."

Two girls' voices came from outside the door, but the next second, the door was kicked open.

A boy knelt on the ground, crying so pitifully, and kept kowtowing.

Lin Han and Xu Hui were both stunned.

Zhao Chuanxiong's face darkened, and he stepped forward.

"President...Why...why was our class's application for a swimsuit fashion show rejected?!"

Zhao Chuanxiong helped the boy up and said emotionally:

“It’s not that I’m not going to approve your class’s application, it’s that the students in your class haven’t reached a consensus. Just because you’re the class monitor of Class Two doesn’t mean the student council can approve whatever you want to do.”

“We clearly showed you the results of the vote on the swimsuit fashion show, but you insisted that it was fake. Do you think we wouldn’t know whether the vote was fake or not?”

"We just wanted to see the criticism, what did we do wrong? Can you guarantee you'll never see criticism in your life...?"

Zhao Chuanxiong was moved to tears upon hearing this:

"Your class only has fifty students, and you received over three hundred votes in favor..."

Then, Zhao Chuanxiong raised his hand and waved, and the boy was dragged out by two student council officers.

"Come on, let's continue."

Zhao Chuanxiong turned around, smiled at the two of them, and brewed another pot of tea.

After drinking another cup of tea, Zhao Chuanxiong turned to Xu Hui and spread his hands, saying:

"Do you understand what my job is?"　

"You are in charge of all the students at No. 7 Middle School."

“Wrong!” Zhao Chuanxiong slammed his hand on the table and said seriously, “I’m just running errands for the school board.”

"How many legs does the school board have that big?" Lin Han asked.

"Three of them!"

Xu Hui sighed.

"The president is a big shot!"

"Correct!"

Zhao Chuanxiong suddenly put one leg on the table and shouted sharply, "Thigh!"

Lin Han frowned, sensing that something was amiss. He picked a grape from the fruit plate on the table and put it in his mouth.

"But my leg is broken!" Zhao Chuanxiong slapped his thigh, his voice booming.

"It's broken?" Lin Han put down his cup.

"How did it break?" Xu Hui asked, puzzled.

"This semester, with the increasing number of school events and practical assignments from subject teachers, students have been flocking to the student council to borrow equipment. Many of them have recommendation letters from their homeroom teachers, borrowing musical instruments, video cameras, and even chemistry equipment. However, eight out of ten times, the borrowed equipment suffers some degree of wear and tear, yet they haven't been able to create any valuable works with it! Not a single one! It's a pure waste of resources! There have even been reports of students taking borrowed equipment home for personal use, significantly increasing the school's equipment maintenance budget! These incidents have greatly angered the board of directors, and as the student council president, I bear undeniable responsibility!!"

Zhao Chuanxiong's resounding voice echoed in the office, and then he looked at Lin Han.

"Our student council is currently facing a crisis of confidence with the board of directors, and we desperately need a successful loan to salvage our image. Lin Han, you are a renowned top student in our school, and I have always admired you very much. Since you want to borrow a piano, I'm sure you're absolutely serious!"

"Many students from other schools have come back to visit this school festival, which is a matter of pride for the school. If you can promise that the student council will lend you a piano, you can achieve something in the school festival, so I will lend it to you today! But if I lend it to you and you still can't meet the expectations, you will have to join the student council!"

With his true intentions revealed, Zhao Chuanxiong finally unveiled his true purpose!

The school board was very angry because the student council had previously lent out equipment indiscriminately, which caused several accidents. The students who borrowed the equipment did not achieve any results.　

If Lin Han wants to borrow the money, he must promise to make a name for himself at the school festival; otherwise, he will have to join the student council and work for Zhao Chuanxiong.

No matter how you look at it, the student council might make a small profit, but it definitely won't lose money.

This is gambling!

Lin Han, on the other hand, loves challenges!

"Okay, I promise you, but if we want to put on a really good event, our class funds alone may not be enough."

“No problem, I can allocate funds to your class in my personal capacity!” Zhao Chuanxiong waved his hand.

Upon hearing this, Xu Hui quickly began to calculate in his mind and cautiously said:

"Then you'll pay eight hundred yuan?"

"No!" Zhao Chuanxiong raised his index finger and said in a loud voice, "I'll pay 1,800 yuan! The more you pay, the better you get done!"

"it is good!"

Lin Han slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "It's just a small school festival, right? Let's do it!!"

Zhao Chuanxiong also slammed his hand on the table.

"hard!"

"Is it hard?"

"Whether it's hard or not can wait. Right now, there's only one thing on my mind: to get Chairman Zhao's leg back on!" Lin Han waved his hand and said seriously.

032. A chivalrous spirit and tender heart in the martial world.

"You've got guts, but what about the skills? Why should I believe you can open a sensational coffee shop on campus just by borrowing a piano from me?"

Zhao Chuanxiong changed the subject, squinting at Lin Han.

Lin Han smiled slightly, "President, could you take me to the music room now?"

Everyone stood up, and led by Zhao Chuanxiong, they went to the music classroom.

Zhao Chuanxiong took a large bunch of keys from his waist, found the key to the music classroom among them, and then opened it.

The red cloth covering the enormous object was lifted, revealing a piano to everyone.

Lin Han sat down, and his fingers began to dance across the piano keys—

At that moment, Zhao Chuanxiong seemed to see the stars and the sea...

Ten minutes later, everyone sat back down in the student council office.

As soon as Lin Han sat down, Zhao Chuanxiong slammed his hand on the table.

"To show our sincerity, we'll send 1,800 immediately!"

"Hey!" Lin Han quickly waved his hand and said sternly, "You can't accept a reward without doing anything right. It's too early to take the money now!"

"We've already reached an agreement. If you don't want the money, what do you want?" Xu Hui complained.

"Legs!" Lin Han said seriously.

"What leg?" Zhao Chuanxiong and Xu Hui asked.

"A chivalrous spirit, a tender heart, and a powerful presence!"

Lin Han clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhao Chuanxiong.

Zhao Chuanxiong was greatly surprised and quickly clasped his hands in greeting.

"elder brother!"

"younger brother!"

Lin Han's voice boomed.

"Your legs are my legs, your legs are my life. As the saying goes, there are no roads in the world, but with legs, there are roads!"

Zhao Chuanxiong looked solemn and serious.

"understand!"

......

After finally resolving the piano borrowing issue, Lin Han returned home.

He lay on the bed and let out a leisurely yawn.

After a busy morning, it's finally done.

This trip to the student council was worthwhile; not only did I manage to borrow a piano, but I also received 1800 yuan in funding from Zhao Chuanxiong.

However, Lin Han was very clear that this money wasn't for nothing.

Zhao Chuanxiong, who served as the student council president of No. 7 Middle School for two and a half years and was admitted to Beijing University at the age of 15, is no ordinary person.

Zhao Chuanxiong must have made up his mind to personally fund Lin Han's career. He sees Lin Han as an investment, and if Lin Han succeeds, he can use that to reverse the student council's reputation.

Having received a favor from someone, Lin Han naturally had to go all out.

Whether the show is good or not is not up to Lin Han to decide; the standard lies with Zhao Chuanxiong.

Don't be fooled by Zhao Chuanxiong's recent brotherly relationship with him. If he succeeds, Zhao Chuanxiong might actually acknowledge him as his elder brother. If he fails, he will not hesitate to bring Lin Han into the student council to work.

As a well-known good student in the school, Lin Han has been invited by the student council since the beginning of high school, but he has repeatedly declined.

He couldn't imagine what kind of inhumane treatment he would receive if he were forcibly admitted in the last semester of his senior year.

Lin Han put these matters aside for now; they were things to worry about next week.

Now, Lin Han has something more to care about.

He hasn't looked at the video data for a whole day of work.

He took out his phone and opened Bilibili.

Upon entering Bilibili, a line of eye-catching text on the homepage caught his attention.

"Hello everyone, I'm Orange Jam..."

Isn't this video title your own?

Lin Han didn't react for a moment. He refreshed the page twice and found that his video was still on the homepage.

He was excited.

It's been featured on the homepage!

Lin Han clicked on the video. At this moment, the video had already reached more than four million views, with a dense barrage of comments and a new comment appearing every few seconds.

　Even if a video is featured on the homepage for a day, it's unlikely to get three million views.

Soon, an idea popped into Lin Han's mind.

This time it's really popular!

What Lin Han didn't know was that at this time, the song "Lovely Woman" had already broken out of Bilibili and become a huge hit.

On Weibo, the topic of this song has already generated a great deal of discussion.

Everyone's been hooked on this song!

But at the same time, their instinctive contempt for love songs is constantly tormenting them, causing them to repeatedly switch between being immersed in the song and thinking, "Is this really good?" and "Damn, how could I possibly like a song like this?"

On Zhihu, the topic "How to evaluate the song 'Lovely Woman'? Is love song really without any merit?" has attracted hundreds of thousands of netizens to watch!

A debate about whether the song "Lovely Woman" is a masterpiece or a piece of garbage is raging across the internet, with both sides sticking to their own opinions and engaging in a fierce back-and-forth battle!

It seems that it was destined to be a controversial work.