The addition of Zhe Zhiwei put Hu Liangming in a dilemma. What position should he be given?
So Hu Liangming went to Xi Ning to "ask for instructions" and received a polite "It's up to you."
What does this mean? If the offer was too high, wouldn't it threaten his position? It was he who founded the Qingyun Club, and he did everything by himself. It would be fine if I gave it to the boss, but I would definitely not be willing to give it to Zhe Zhiwei.
But if he is allowed to be an ordinary member of the club, he is considered "her person" by the boss. If the boss is not happy and removes him from his position, then won't all his hard work be lost?
You must know that although Qingyun Club is run by him, all the members are here for the reputation of the boss. Moreover, the boss saved him at that time. This was the first time that someone helped him without expecting anything in return, so he decided to follow the boss in this life and only obey the boss's orders. Just because the Qingyun Society has grown in just two months, we can't forget our original ideas and betray our boss.
Finally, after repeated consideration and consideration, Zhe Zhiwei became the honorary vice president of Qingyun Club. He holds the title of vice president, but has no real power. He wants his younger brother to develop on his own.
After hearing this, Zhe Zhiwei nodded and acknowledged it.
This made Hu Liangming angry. He became the vice president without doing anything, and he looked reluctant. Who should show it! But considering that he is extremely talented, ranked first in the admission examination, and has access to the three meridians, in comparison, I am simply mediocre.
Looking in the mirror again, I felt even more discouraged. He still does his job well, his goal is to get an official position under the boss in the future, and his ultimate goal is to be chief of staff.
Zhe Zhiwei found an opportunity to thank him in person.
"Well, Miss Ying, thank you!" I was grateful in my heart, but I really couldn't say my name.
Every morning, Yingxuewu would enter the classroom to "study". But she learned it while lying on the bed. Whenever she came in, she would go straight to the end of the classroom, where there was a bed propped up in the corner. She took off her shoes, lay down, covered herself with a blanket and quilt, and went to sleep. No matter what, I won't wake up until lunch time.
Every day, the members help to clean the bed, and it is left to the female members to make the bed for the eldest sister. It’s not that I look down on women, it’s the dream of all male members to make the boss’s bed, but we can’t let these guys take advantage of the boss.
So every day Ying Xuewu will have a section like this where you can keep your eyes open. It’s hard to keep track of time if you’re stopped on the road, so you’ll definitely be able to wait in the classroom.
After practicing all night, Xining was very tired and just wanted to sleep. Seeing that it was Zhe Zhiwei, he managed to deal with it: "I heard that you have become the vice president? That's good. It will be beneficial to have more contact with others. There are some things that you can't hide from."
"It's not about hiding..." Zhe Zhiwei said after hesitation: "I'm afraid of being implicated."
The corners of Xining's lips curled up: "Do you think I'm someone who's afraid of trouble? There's strength in numbers. You can do whatever you want, I'm so tired, I'll go to bed first."
Watching Ying Xuewu go to the back and spread out the folded quilt, take off her shoes, lie down on the bed, cover herself with the quilt and close her eyes to sleep.
Such students can probably only be seen here, not to mention other places, in the academy, they have been the only ones since its establishment.
What should be said was said. After Zhe Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief, he found a seat and sat down, getting ready for class.
During class, he didn't listen to anything and just sat there in a trance.
As the bastard son of a warlord commander, he was not favored by his biological mother. He was taught from an early age not to stand out and to endure as much as he could. My own mother also relied on being a low-level person to save her life.
When I was studying since I was a child, I knew the correct answers during exams but deliberately wrote them wrong, so that my grades would always remain in the middle of the pack. I haven't had any friends since I was a child, and I don't want to make friends. A warlord's bastard has a status that is neither good nor bad. Some people may want to make friends for some purpose; even if they make friends, they may be used to manipulate them in the future, or they may be implicated. It’s good to be alone!
It wasn't until he was about to take the exam for this college that he exploded. The purpose is to make his father pay attention to him, and to make those people restrain themselves when he is not around his mother.
But as a result, some people were afraid of him and even wanted to kill him.
"It will be beneficial to have more contact with others."...It is indeed beneficial. I only had one contact with Ying Xuewu and I got a lot of "benefits". Ying Xuewu actually sent someone to protect him, and when the killer fired the crossbow, he immediately noticed it. Although he did not avoid it, it was not fatal. You must know that the arrow was aimed at the heart. If he hadn't been alert in advance, he would have confessed this time.
Why be alert? It can be said that after that night, every time he exercised at night, he would think of the scene at that time and imagine that someone was throwing concealed weapons at him in the dark...
After school in the afternoon, the club members who were among the last 100 in the physical training class finished the extra 30 kilometers and were so tired that they sat on the ground and gasped.
"Look at you, look at you!" Ying Feihu stood in the center, with his hands on his thick waist, and shouted dissatisfied: "Where have all the things you usually learned gone? I tell you, you need to adjust your breath, luck, and energy. If it's not smooth, no matter how hard you run, you won't be able to run faster than a horse. Once your breath is adjusted evenly, you can leap far away with just a tap of your toes. It's really rotten wood, sections of rotten wood!"
Just as he finished speaking, a figure jumped from far away and landed gently in front of everyone.
It's such a long jump. This jump should be twenty or thirty meters away, right? too strong!
When I saw it was Zhe Zhiwei, it turned out to be him. No wonder.
Seeing Ying Feihu looking at him, Zhe Zhiwei said calmly: "I will run with you from now on."
Ying Feihu looked up and down: "You shouldn't be that slow. How long have you been running?"
"About ten minutes."
Uh, it's about ten minutes late. Is it eleven minutes or seventeen, eighty-nine minutes? Even if they ran ten minutes late, they just arrived, and they followed them closely, which proved their strength.
All the members burst into tears, wondering why they are so strong.
Ying Feihu was finally satisfied and nodded: "Not bad, pretty strong."
"Not as good as the president." Zhe Zhiwei said in an understatement, showing his unconcealable admiration: "In the same time, she can catch up with more than half of the people, but I can't even catch up with the last hundred people."
The members burst into tears, holding their dishes and praising the boss in disguise.
Zhe Zhiwei's eyes drifted to the lead leggings placed on the ground: "They are still carrying weight."
All the members of the club... forget it and cry to death, there is no chance of living anymore!
Ying Feihu choked: "Then what are you going to do now? Leave or stay, we have to practice Qi."
"Anyway, it's okay, just stay." Zhe Zhiwei sat down cross-legged and began to practice Qi.
After everything was over, two students came up and asked curiously. On weekdays, Zhe Zhiwei is just like the boss, rejecting people thousands of miles away. Later, he found out that the boss is really not free and needs to sleep. Today, it seems that Zhe Zhiwei can still get along with each other, otherwise why would he condescend to accompany them to practice together. And he became the vice president, possibly to exercise his vice president's responsibilities.
Zhe Zhiwei thought for a while and said, "I happen to be hungry. How about we go to the cafeteria and chat while eating."
Got an immediate response: "Okay..."
"Yes, I'm hungry too..."
"Let's go..."
Surrounded by people, Zhe Zhiwei thought that maybe it would not be difficult to make friends.
