They are in their final year of high school and are heavily dependent on me.

Why are you still stalking other people's essays?! Haven't you gotten tired of looking at them after a week?! Can't you just post them online?!

What's wrong with A? Can't we just stick it on?

I don't even have one, I have a tablet! I'm even willing to stick it on!

"I just haven't understood it yet," Shen Qingning explained, noticing the strange look in Zhang Xinyi's eyes. "I only look at it occasionally."

"I don't think his writing is any better than mine, so why did he score a few points higher than me?"

"Because they're being genuine!" Zhang Xinyi shrugged. "It's all real emotion!"

Shen Qingning's gaze lingered for a moment as she listened. So this was the difference between genuine emotion and heartfelt feeling.

She really lacks passion when writing essays; she just blindly imitates that person's writing.

It has always been imitating.

"Can't I write an essay like this?" Shen Qingning sighed, patting her cheeks. "My level isn't bad either."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xinyi gave an awkward smile, "Given Qingning's current condition, she probably can't write it~"

"why?"

"Qinglime is so fake~ Even when she's emotional, she'll deceive herself."

"You're talking nonsense again."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I said you've lost your passion, haven't you?"

It is undeniable.

After that night during the typhoon, Shen Qingning's envy gradually faded, but instead, it made her lose the motivation to continue improving.

The goal was still there, but she now knew that once she forgot the hostility, it would be impossible for her to go from imitation to surpassing.

Mountains that are too difficult to climb will only inspire despair.

So much so that during this period, the only thing that lingered in her mind was Lin Mo.

Lin Mo is so shameless, isn't he?

Who writes a love letter to her in an essay? Although she had read it many times in the past few days and hadn't noticed it, she only felt slightly shy until she realized he must have included his own agenda.

But the more I looked, the more uneasy I felt; there was too much hidden agenda.

Once a person has a hint of doubt, it's hard to stop them.

He didn't mention it in a single sentence, yet he kept bringing it up in every sentence; he was subtly expressing that budding, innocent affection.

From this perspective, and considering that the entire grade had been reading his cryptic love letter, Shen Qingning had become quite embarrassed to approach him these past few days.

As the class monitor, it's ashamed that I even feel this way. But there's nothing I can do; the class president noticed, so I can only pretend not to know.

Should we give him another hint?

"Oh, class monitor, Qingning, you and Xinyi, go to the cafeteria first. Starting this week, we'll be taking turns, with each class's committee member volunteering to supervise the senior students' food service windows."

A few minutes before the end of get out of class, Lao Ni's words interrupted her thoughts.

"Okay," Shen Qingning replied.

But after agreeing, she immediately realized that the school's arrangement was tantamount to splitting the class. Was it really worth it just for an extra ten minutes of study?

“Born! And they even put our class monitor on the hot stove to roast him!” Guo Huowang shouted immediately.

“Exactly, isn’t this forcing the class committee and classmates to go against the grain?!” Qiu Wuqi chimed in.

"Old Biden!"

"The most disgusting episode ever!"

"Ah, students, calm down. Ah, I understand you, but it's already been arranged from above. Ah, let's see how it goes first."

Lao Ni tried to quell the public anger, but to no avail.

Shen Qingning was in a bad mood. The thought of having to stand guard with a fake smile for the entire afternoon made her speechless.

Before leaving, he glanced at Lin Mo as if it were a habit, and seeing him grinning, he suddenly felt puzzled.

Is this guy up to no good?

If it were him

Shen Qingning began to look forward to it.

I'm currently debating whether to change the book title. What do you all think of the original title? If possible, could you help me come up with a new title? Please post it in the chapter comments~ It might be adopted~

Chapter 129 Squad Leader, Don't Touch My Crotch

Shen Qingning and Zhang Xinyi went to the cafeteria together.

The two of them had to wear volunteer badges around their necks, making them look lifeless.

"Sigh, Qingning, hurry up and change this principal." Zhang Xinyi was forced to work; all she wanted to do was stay in the classroom, ship the couples, and do some matchmaking.

The vice class monitor is now even contemplating punching the principal into a two-dimensional foil.

"I'm not that great, don't listen to their nonsense." Shen Qingning sighed softly, "They're just benefiting from Zhihan's fame."

As he said this, the class monitor's eyes dimmed. He looked up at the sky, which was gloomy, with only one or two places with less cloud cover that still resembled a blue sky.

“Without Zhihan’s family backing me up, I have no say at all.”

"It's all thanks to her." The girl said as she walked, leaning towards the edge of the corridor. She remembered that she had been thinking about whether to ask Lin Mo to accompany her during meals these past few days.

No, it wasn't that I was accompanying her. It was just that the class monitor was on a secret visit, showing concern for the students' feelings, and thus, out of care for a confused student going through puberty, he invited him to have dinner together.

But apart from that one time when he left early and intercepted Lin Mo on the way, he rarely came to the cafeteria after that. He usually ate Zhihan's lunchbox in the classroom and occasionally Wenxin's snacks.

This left her with no chance to have a "fair" conversation with Lin Mo about life, or to subtly discuss his obsession with her.

"I guess being the class monitor isn't very meaningful. I'm powerless to do anything about many things."

Zhang Xinyi was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, even though she was a fan of romantic pairings and had some knowledge of the psychological warfare involved in relationships.

But don't talk to her about life, she's just a martial artist and doesn't know anything about inner cultivation! Qingning, why are you suddenly so emo?! I'm so embarrassed!

How about I teach you the "Thug Excitement Fist"? Go show it to Lin Mo, and maybe you'll excite him enough to get you two married tonight.

"Qingning, I actually know a trick that can knock Lin Mo unconscious. Otherwise, if you knock him out tonight, you might as well get a sack ready to carry him home for fun."

Zhang Xinyi didn't understand the motivations behind emo, but she knew that most psychological problems stemmed from repressed desires.

After all, she is one of those who repress their emotions, but her evolutionary path in repression is a little different from that of normal people. She likes to stan other people's relationships, and she thinks handsome men and beautiful women being in love is the best thing ever.

Every night I fantasize about them doing *that*, and it gets me excited.

Therefore, Shen Qingning's emo at this moment most likely means she wants it.

What else is there to say? Let's give my best friend a good time.

"?" Shen Qingning blushed. She had indeed been thinking about Lin Mo, but it wasn't that perverted.

"What are you talking about? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"Should we try a different boy?"

"don't want."

"That settles it then, you only have eyes for him, don't you?"

"That's not quite right. What do you mean I only have eyes for him? Don't take things out of context! It's just that among guys, he's relatively reliable."

As Shen Qingning and Zhang Xinyi were arguing, they suddenly heard footsteps behind them, and the two instinctively stopped the sensitive topic.

"Li Meng~ Why are we going to be volunteers?"

"Well, what can I do? You like being a class committee member, so I have to come along with you."

"Can we eat whatever we want in the cafeteria?"

"It's just unpaid work. Ugh, I hate that damn principal!"

"What a load of crap, what kind of principal is he!" the girl behind her repeated.

Two stunningly beautiful girls, wearing the same volunteer badges, followed us.

Shen Qingning had a strong impression of the cool-looking girl in the lead; was her name Bai Limeng?

As for the one in the back, it's kind of cute but also pretty, though I'm not very familiar with it.

Bai Limeng met her gaze and nodded politely.

"You guys...were also called to the cafeteria as supervisors?" Shen Qingning gave a professional fake smile and exchanged pleasantries.

"Yeah, it's really troublesome," Bai Limeng sighed. "Disgusting."

"Ugh, disgusting." Hu Meng sighed, mimicking Bai Limeng, her little face looking quite serious.

“Indeed.” Shen Qingning nodded, and as she turned around, she saw several school leaders in suits.

"Hey, the principal looks like he's coming. Let's hurry, he'll say something if he sees us."

"This is so annoying." Bai Limeng turned around and cursed impatiently.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingning thought to herself that this girl had quite a temper; if she raised her voice any louder, the principal would hear her.

Just then, the school bell, which was ten minutes late, rang. Perhaps because the senior students had been holding back for so long, everyone was simmering with resentment, and the school building suddenly became incredibly noisy.

The students' hurried footsteps made a chaotic, clattering sound, like an earthquake.

The school leaders and principal, who had just stepped into the corridor, were visibly stunned.

As leaders are, the accompanying teachers immediately began to organize the students, telling them to walk slowly and not to make noise.

"Hey, what's going on? Everyone's still getting food, don't worry, we've set up a special window for senior students."

The principal was giving a speech in the middle of the corridor, and the students who had run out earlier couldn't help but shrink back when they saw this.

"You're in your final year of high school, so don't be so impulsive. You need to stay calm and focused in everything you do."

But just as he was about to launch into a long speech, another commotion erupted in the hallway.

"Damn it, I'm so hungry my ox is cramping! I want to eat!"

"I haven't seen the cafeteria lady all day, I miss her so much! I'm so hungry!"

"Wow, is it really that bad, Wangzi?"

"Damn it, why is there a traffic jam?"

"I don't know, I play Three Kingdoms Kill, follow me and charge!"

"I've lost my beloved, and all I see is desolation! Ahhhhh!"

The next moment, a group of boys rushed out, their faces bloodthirsty, and they even slid and rolled on the ground.

The teachers were stunned and didn't react in time before they were rushed out.

At that moment, someone shouted:

"Holy crap, all the windows are taken! If we wait any longer, we won't get any food!"

"The chicken legs are all gone!"

"Born!"

The students were already resentful and mostly had a herd mentality, easily swayed by others. Seeing that some had already rushed ahead, and now some were shouting and yelling at the front, trying to demoralize the troops.

Most people just ignored it and ran to the cafeteria.

Within seconds, countless students darted past the principal, and some girls also followed the crowd and ran with small steps.

In an instant, the teacher couldn't stop them no matter what she said, and they followed the principal, dodging through the crowd.

"Director Chen? What's going on?" the principal asked Chen Jun, the director of teaching affairs, while dodging the question.

“Uh, the students in our grade are more energetic. They’re good at both academics and sports, haha.” Chen Jun explained patiently.

"You see, the most motivated students are all from the top classes. They are indeed more prone to getting hungry, but their grades are also outstanding."

As Chen Jun was speaking, he suddenly saw a boy rushing straight towards them at an absurdly fast speed, tall and strong like a furious bull.

No? Why are you wearing a helmet?

"Excuse me, teacher! The floor is too slippery, I can't stop!"