Chapter 54 – The Election Ceremony
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Back in the dorm, Luo Ye earned himself a new title.
Class Representative.
“Hey, Little Ye, you’re now our study model—class rep material,” Wang Dachi said from his chair, his tone oddly ambiguous.
“Wang Dachi, what’s with that expression? You look like you’re not happy about my promotion,” Luo Ye asked, puzzled.
“Hmph. In our room there are four of us: a class monitor, a class rep, a campus heartthrob, and… me, with no title at all,” Wang Dachi complained, a hint of dejection in his voice.
“Don’t be down, Dachi. You’re still the dorm leader of 515.”
Immediately, Wang Dachi’s spirit surged. He stood up, hands on his hips, a smug grin spreading across his face.
“Yes, I’m still the dorm leader of 515. Sons, the mountains are high and birds can fly, but never forget—I am the old father of this dorm.”
“Get out!”
“You little… you never have good intentions.”
“Heh‑heh.”
Wang Dachi let out a mischievous laugh, then turned to Luo Ye. “Little Ye, the new PUBG season is live—take me to God‑mode.”
“No time.”
Luo Ye was already lying on his bed, tablet in hand, logging into the game. He had already queued a double‑queue with the senior, aiming for the highest tier—Invincible God‑Mode. There was no spot left for a roommate.
His account, [I’m a bear, do whatever], sat at the historical top tier, Crown II, which he had reached while playing with the Fairy Senior.
For the new season, Luo Ye planned to push the senior’s rank even higher.
Whether the senior had time was uncertain; the student council had just taken in fresh blood and was in the middle of a leadership transition.
Three candidates were in the running for the new student‑council president—should be an easy choice.
“Chicken.”
“Come.”
A familiar exchange.
At the season’s start the rankings weren’t that high, but the field was a mess of fish and dragons. For Luo Ye, the climb was challenging but manageable.
Early season matches, however, are riddled with “Voldemort‑level” players and even cheaters, so one must tread carefully. If you run into them there’s nothing you can do but accept your bad luck.
Thus the two of them decided to grind from the bottom—Luo Ye was Platinum, Su Baizhou Bronze. Starting from scratch made the grind far more fun.
After a while Su Baizhou announced she had something to do and logged off in a hurry.
It was 3 p.m.; Luo Ye only had a morning class, so his schedule was free. The senior must have gone to attend the student‑council turnover. After today she would finally step down as president.
But her duties weren’t over.
The incoming council would first have to tackle the university’s autumn sports meet—an inaugural task for the new officers and the newest council members. Even though Su Baizhou would no longer be president, she would still help oversee the event, advise the new officers, and lend a hand to make sure their first assignment succeeded.
Luo Ye sprang from his bed, dressed, and left the dorm. He bought two cups of milk tea at the school gate and headed for the council turnover venue.
Since he’d been flirtatious with the senior that morning, he felt a responsibility to follow through. He was going to pursue the Fairy Senior.
The turnover venue was huge—more like a stage.
Su Baizhou was dressed in a formal uniform, serving as the master of ceremonies. Beside her stood a male counterpart, also in a formal uniform, the vice‑president, Wen Zhi‑Shu.
A male‑female MC pair.
On stage Su Baizhou shone like the opening night of a freshman gala, creating a subtle yet unmistakable distance for anyone watching.
Now Luo Ye felt none of that. He slipped into the back corner, unnoticed.
Su Baizhou was delivering her speech when she caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette crouched in the dim corner. She flinched slightly.
When she finished, she announced the new student‑council president: Liu Jiang Lai, who also headed the university’s Han‑fu club.
Applause erupted. Su Baizhou handed the microphone to Liu Jiang Lai and stepped down from the stage.
She chatted briefly with a female student—what she said is unknown—but that student turned toward Luo Ye’s direction.
Su Baizhou then stationed herself nearby, watching Liu Jiang Lai speak. The front row was packed with teachers, and her movement was limited.
The female student approached Luo Ye.
“This seat over there is yours, please follow me.”
Luo Ye, confused, replied, “Oh? No, I’m waiting for Su… I’ll wait for my friend, no need to trouble you.”
“Ha‑ha, handsome, the president asked me to bring you over. Come on, sitting all day is tiring.”
Encouraged by the senior’s hospitality, Luo Ye took the seat at the very back.
That section was reserved for first‑year council members; everyone sitting around him was a freshman who had just joined the council that year.
“Luo Ye?”
A familiar voice sounded next to him—Tang Enqi.
“Hey, you joined the council?”
“Yeah.”
Tang Enqi smiled faintly, noticing the two milk teas on Luo Ye’s table.
“You joined the council too?”
Her heart warmed a bit; she still remembered Luo Ye as the guy who had helped her get into Jiang University. If Luo Ye could do that, why not join the council for her?
He hadn’t changed—still the same reckless, devoted guy. Who wouldn’t be moved by that?
She thought, why hadn’t she noticed this before?
She whispered to him, “Luo Ye…”
“Shh.”
Luo Ye hissed, signaling her to keep quiet. The Fairy Senior was still onstage delivering her speech; he needed to listen.
Tang Enqi fell silent, a look of surprise flickering across her face.
She then turned her gaze to the stage, eyes lingering on Su Baizhou, a yearning gleam appearing. She whispered, “Luo Ye, do you know who she is?”
“Of course.”
Tang Enqi laughed, “Right, I guess no guy at Jiang University hasn’t heard of her… I want to be like her someday.”
Being the student‑council president is just a title in the real world; nobody cares whether you were a council head in college.
But Su Baizhou is different.
Although still a student, she’s already renowned throughout Jiang City’s computer‑science circles, a disciple of Professor Gu Mingxuan, and a direct descendant of Li Ping’s lineage.
On top of that, she holds the council‑president job, proving she can juggle multiple roles—a true all‑round talent. Her position as president isn’t comparable to anyone else’s.
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