Looking at Zhong Yunxin’s homeroom teacher, Xia Yu slightly furrowed his brow.
Xia Yu knew the teacher deliberately ignored class matters, but he didn’t care much. Zhong Yunxin had been arrogant for so long that it was normal for her to face some retaliation. This was why he had observed for so long without intervening.
But it had been two weeks or more, and it was about time to put an end to it. The victim hadn’t even complained, yet a group of busybodies were stirring trouble in her name.
“Teacher, is something up?” he asked.
The homeroom teacher coughed and said, “I’m here to talk about Zhong Yunxin.”
Seeing Xia Yu didn’t respond, the teacher continued, “Is it appropriate for Zhong Yunxin to be in the student council, and as a disciplinary committee member, no less?”
“Why is it inappropriate?” Xia Yu countered.
“She’s a student with a major demerit on her record,” the teacher said.
Xia Yu leaned forward, interlocking his fingers and resting his chin on them—an assertive posture.
He said, “Precisely because Zhong Yunxin has issues, I brought her into the student council. We can’t just suppress problematic students; that’s a cruel approach. We should guide them with care and a positive environment, helping them recognize and reflect on themselves to reach new heights in life and abandon their past bad habits.”
Taking a sip of tea, Xia Yu continued, “The student council is the heart of the school. Here, Zhong Yunxin can experience unity, friendship, loyalty, and righteousness. Haven’t you noticed she’s stopped causing trouble?”
“…” The teacher opened her mouth but was speechless.
She knew these were just excuses, but they were cloaked in righteousness, the core of collective human action.
“She doesn’t need to be a disciplinary committee member. Just a regular member would suffice,” the teacher said, her momentum weakening.
“Making Zhong Yunxin a disciplinary committee member is to let her see her own shortcomings while supervising others. The process of overseeing others is also one of self-reflection,” Xia Yu fabricated. “And, Teacher, you don’t need to worry about Zhong Yunxin abusing her position or acting dishonestly. She has no authority to punish anyone—that power lies with the student council. She only has the right to report.”
The teacher racked her brain for a minute but couldn’t find a rebuttal.
“I still think it’s inappropriate. Someone with a major demerit shouldn’t be in the student council,” she insisted, clinging to this point.
“If you’re so adamant, fine,” Xia Yu said, lowering his arms.
The teacher looked at Xia Yu in disbelief. Initially, she thought she’d succeed, but after his earlier arguments, she had given up hope.
Now, a sudden turn?
A delighted smile spread across her face. In contrast, Feng Yujia and Feng Yumo looked anxious.
Then Xia Yu spoke again, looking at Feng Yujia. “Report to the board that, per this teacher’s order, the student council has removed Zhong Yunxin from her position.”
Feng Yujia and Feng Yumo, lacking workplace experience, didn’t react immediately. But the teacher, sharp as she was, paled.
“No, no, it’s just a suggestion, a suggestion!” she hurriedly waved her hands.
The student council was under the board’s direct authority. Only the board could issue orders. If Xia Yu’s words were followed, she’d look like a fool overstepping her bounds.
Ordering the student council was a slap in the board’s face.
“Then let’s say, per this teacher’s suggestion, we removed Zhong Yunxin from her position,” Xia Yu amended his wording.
This was still unacceptable. The change shifted her from overtly interfering to covertly meddling, which was even worse.
“I’ve thought it over, and this approach of bringing her into the student council to reform her is quite appropriate,” the teacher quickly backtracked.
“So, no need to remove her?” Xia Yu asked.
“Yes, yes, no need,” the teacher said with a forced smile, slightly bowing.
She had already placed herself beneath Xia Yu in status.
“Would you like to stay for tea, Teacher?”
“No, no, I have things to do.”
Leaving the student council, the teacher sighed in relief.
This An Siyao was too formidable, using such tactics to pressure her!
Unbearable, forget it. Zhong Yunxin had embarrassed her once before, and letting her suffer this long was enough.
After she left, Zhong Yunxin emerged from around the corner. Having overheard everything, she was in awe of An Siyao’s methods. Without cursing or violence, just a few words defeated her opponent—true coolness!
Her reverence for An Siyao deepened.
An Siyao, worthy of being the student council president, was incredibly imposing.
Wait, wasn’t the president Feng Yujia?
Never mind, that’s unimportant.
Holding her notebook, Zhong Yunxin knocked and entered the student council.
“I’m here to submit today’s report,” she said, handing the notebook to Xia Yu.
Xia Yu flipped through it and closed it heavily.
Zhong Yunxin’s heart sank, her earlier excitement vanishing.
Her notebook recorded not only the infractions of those ten people but also many other classmates’.
She had turned reporting into a new form of arrogance.
Indeed, a dog can’t change its biting nature.
Xia Yu no longer held illusions about Zhong Yunxin’s character. Tapping the desk, he said, “The brave draw their blades against the stronger; the cowardly draw theirs against the weaker.”
Zhong Yunxin understood—Xia Yu was displeased with her bullying ordinary classmates.
She grew frightened. “I understand. I won’t report anymore!”
“It’s not about stopping reports. Stop making reports that bully others.” Picking up her notebook, Xia Yu tossed it into the nearby trash bin.
“So, I can report those who bully others?” Zhong Yunxin’s eyes lit up again.
“If someone reports you for bullying ordinary classmates, you know the consequences.” Checking his phone and seeing it was nearly class time, Xia Yu stood and headed to the classroom.
Feng Yujia walked with him.
The girl excitedly grabbed Xia Yu’s hand. “That line was so cool, Yao Yao, you’re amazing!”
Xia Yu almost said it was Lu Xun’s quote but remembered this world had no Lu Xun, so he didn’t explain.
After eight hours of “gaming,” Xia Yu returned to his own body, resuming his routine of working and learning the guzheng at Kong Hanyue’s place.
On the subway home at night, he reviewed his savings.
He had 14,000 yuan, enough for a computer to play single-player games.
But after using Xu Youxiang and An Siyao’s high-end laptops, he wanted to splurge on a good one for programming too.
Plus, he wanted a bicycle, and Youxue needed one as well.
I’m already a top powerholder at an elite school—why am I still so poor?
The thrill of outwitting others during the day faded, leaving Xia Yu a bit dejected.
At his stop, he returned home.
“Brother!” Youxue hugged his waist.
Though Youxue was always close, hugging him right at the door was rare.
“Brother, I have something to tell you,” the girl said, her face flushed with excitement.
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