Chapter fifty-ninth class cadres
Many people in the classroom turned to look at Wang Wuyin. Zhu Yuexin also quietly touched Wang Wuyin's arm and smiled.
To be honest, Wang Wuyin is not used to making himself too conspicuous. From elementary school to now, the position of monitor is the biggest "official position" he has ever held in school. He has also been a monitor "before", but that
In the army, the position of squad leader actually has a special meaning and place in Wang Wuyuan's heart.
"Well, I hope everyone can cooperate with the work of classmate Wang Wuyin in the future. The work of class monitor Wang Wuyin is directly responsible to me and Teacher Yang, Teacher Mo. If I and the other two teachers are not here, classmate Wang Wuyin will be responsible for the management of the class on our behalf."
In terms of authority, in our junior class, the squad leader has a lot of power, and at the same time, the responsibilities of this squad leader place high demands on classmate Wang Wuyin!"
Zhuo Zhendong's eyes scanned the faces in the classroom, "If anyone is not convinced by my appointment and arrangement, I hope that those who are not convinced can use their grades and abilities to prove themselves in the course of their studies in the future.
If you surpass Wang Wuyin, instead of causing trouble for Wang Wuyin, I will severely punish those who dare to cause trouble. If you have any objections, you can come to me to respond. I will choose the monitor of our junior class once a semester. The person who performs best at the end of this semester will
, you will be the monitor of the next semester, so classmate Wang Wuyin, you have to work hard, many students in the class are probably aiming to surpass you by the end of the semester!"
After hearing this, many students in the class lit up their eyes and looked at Wang Wuyin, somewhat eager to try.
Seeing that Zhuo Zhendong had set himself up as a target and aroused the competitive atmosphere in the class with just a few words, Wang Wuyin also secretly exclaimed, this Zhuo Zhendong is indeed no ordinary person.
"Okay teacher, I will try my best!"
Zhuo Zhendong waved his hand, and Wang Wuyin sat back in his seat. Then Zhuo Zhendong continued to call his name, "Ning Junyao!"
The beautiful and proud girl in the white dress suddenly stood up and said, "Here we come!"
"I have read your file. You are welcome to join our junior class. From now on, you will be the study committee member of our junior class. I hope you can help other students make progress together!"
"Teacher, can I run for class president?" Ning Junyao asked directly.
"Holy shit, Wuyin, Ning Junyao wants to steal your position as squad leader. How brave is this woman?" Zhu Yuexin whispered to Wang Wuyin.
Wang Wuyin looked at Ning Junyao and felt that this girl was unusual. She was full of arrogance and sharpness, and she didn't know what to rely on.
"Of course!" Zhuo Zhendong also took a deep look at Ning Junyao, "After one year, if your overall score in the assessment is still the first in the class, then you will be the monitor. Within this year, I hope
You can do a good job as a study committee member!"
Ning Junyao said nothing, nodded, and then finished.
Only Wang Wuyin heard some clues from Zhuo Zhendong's words just now, and his brows moved slightly. What did Zhuo Zhendong mean by "still first in the class" just now? His test score in the cultural class was the highest in the class.
, so what is Ning Junyao’s number one number one? Could it be...
Thinking of what Zhuo Zhendong said just now, Ning Junyao is a special admissions student, Wang Wuyin suddenly thought of something, his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but take another look at Ning Junyao.
When Wang Wuyin looked at Ning Junyao, Ning Junyao didn't expect that Ning Junyao seemed to feel something. He turned his head and glanced at Wang Wuyin. The two looked at each other for half a second. Wang Wuyin smiled politely. Ning Junyao
He also nodded slightly as a greeting.
Zhuo Zhendong continued to name names.
Wang Wuyin had a sudden feeling in his heart. He felt that Ning Junyao's senses were too sharp, far beyond those of ordinary people.
"Zhang Yazhou..."
"arrive!"
Zhang Yazhou is almost the tallest and strongest in the class. With a height of nearly 1.9 meters and a weight of more than 90 kilograms, Zhang Yazhou feels like a bear when he stands up. He speaks in a loud voice, which attracts attention.
"Zhang Yazhou is a national second-level athlete. He performed well in regional track and field and volleyball competitions and won awards when he was in high school. So I appointed Zhang Yazhou as the sports committee member of our class. I hope that the sports committee of our class will be better."
Under the leadership of classmate Zhang Yazhou, each student's performance can be better than the other, and everyone is vigorous and vigorous. This is the style of our junior class!"
"Teacher Zhuo, I will work hard!" Zhang Yazhou said a little embarrassed, his face still slightly red.
Later, Zhuo Zhendong successively appointed the class's life committee, disciplinary committee, publicity committee, entertainment committee and other positions. Zhuo Zhendong's reasons for each arrangement were very good. For example, the class's life committee had already worked in high school for two years.
Chen Yan, who was on the life committee of the year, was also Song Le’s girlfriend.
The entertainment committee member of the class is a girl named Ouyang Lei. She has won a grand prize in a provincial dance competition before. She is beautiful, proficient in singing and dancing, and has great talents. The publicity committee member is a girl who has previously worked in
There is a boy named Qu Leyang who has published many articles in newspapers and magazines. He is also very good at writing calligraphy, and he looks like a romantic and talented person.
In short, this young man's class is full of talents. If Wang Wuyin hadn't had the highest score in the cultural class exam before, he would probably be inconspicuous in the class now.
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"Okay, now that everyone has gotten to know each other first, and the structure of the class cadres has been set up, then I will tell you what your studies will be like in the next five years. Before talking about studies, everyone must first understand
This question!"
Zhuo Zhendong said, turned around, erased his name on the blackboard, and wrote two big words - Qigong!
"Our junior class majors in Qigong. This is what you will learn in the next five years. Before you learn a skill or ability, you must first know what skill or ability you are learning!" He turned his head and looked at the class.
Everyone said, "Many students have heard of the word Qigong. So, can anyone here tell me what Qigong is? Can anyone tell me..."
Everyone in the class was silent. What is qigong? This is a seemingly simple question, but it is difficult for people to fully explain it. Everyone was frowning and thinking deeply.
Seeing that no one stood up, Zhuo Zhendong directly called his name.
"Wang Wuyin, you are the monitor of the junior class, and you have the highest score in the cultural class. So, please stand up and answer this question. In your opinion, what is Qigong?"
Dozens of pairs of eyes in the class instantly turned to Wang Wuyin.
Xu Hui, who was sitting in the first row, turned his head and looked at Wang Wuyin, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
At this time, Wang Wuyin may not know who Xu Hui is, but Xu Hui knows who Wang Wuyin is, and even knows that Wang Wuyin has won the lottery jackpot...
Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Wuyin, who had just sat down, had to stand up again and answer Zhuo Zhendong's question...
This question seems simple, but it is extremely difficult to answer, because your understanding of Qigong lies in your answer. The answer can be as simple as breathing, or it can be as profound as pointing directly to the essence of the universe.
Chapter completed!