The Study Life of the New World Study Committee Member

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In the future, a world with vast wealth disparities has developed into a new, male-dominated world.

In this new world, excellent schools are only accessible to the wealthy; the poor have no
right to education. Even more prestigious elite schools are only open to male heirs from wealthy families
. Of course, these rich kids don't cherish this privilege; they treat schools merely as playgrounds
. To curry favor with these young masters, elite schools offer exorbitant sums and waived tuition and room and board each year.
They recruit one outstanding student from each class... A poor girl, ostensibly appointed as the class's study representative
, is actually just a toy for the rich students, supposedly to encourage them to study. But this is also the only
chance for the poor to change their fate. It's not that there's no time for studying while playing with these students, but if she can get close to
one of them, her life will be incredibly prosperous. Of course, it's not that simple.

Wang Xiaolong, the only son of real estate tycoon Feilong Group, is about to attend Qionghai High School, a
prestigious school known for its outstanding study representatives

. On Wang Xiaolong's first day, the main activity was the self-introduction of the study representative.

In class, an elderly woman wearing black-rimmed glasses, who looked to be in her forties or fifties—Wang Xiaolong's homeroom teacher—pointed at
the long-haired girl standing in the center of the podium and said,

"This little bitch is your study representative from today onwards. Clap!"

After she finished speaking, no one in the class applauded except the girl herself. The old woman then slapped the girl
across the face. "Slap!"

"Ouch! That hurts! Why did you hit me? I didn't do anything wrong!"

"I hit you because you didn't do anything. The fact that no one applauded means they don't welcome you. Don't you think you deserved to
be hit?"

The girl looked at the old woman in surprise, but dared not resist, only covering her face with her hands.

"Slap! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and introduce yourself!"

Before the girl could react, the old woman slapped her again from the other side.

"Yes! My name is..."

The girl hurriedly started to say something, but a student interrupted her,

"What you call your name is none of our business. Take off your clothes and show me what you look like inside."

At this moment, the old woman also said, "That's right, since you want to join this big family, you have to be honest. " "Don't leave me any privacy whatsoever
, otherwise how will my classmates trust me? Quick! Take off your clothes!"

Seeing the girl hesitate, the old woman ripped off all the buttons, revealing a white bra
and a pair of soft, large breasts. Then, the old woman stripped off her skirt, panties, bra, shoes, and socks—leaving her completely naked. Afterward
, she ordered the girl to kneel and fold her clothes. The girl knelt and folded the clothes in humiliation. After she finished, the old woman
said, "That classmate said no one cares what your original name was, so to make it easier for everyone, we'll let
everyone nominate and vote to decide what your name is."

"Teacher, I have a name, my name is Zheng."

Before she could finish, the old woman kicked the girl in the right breast. The girl, clutching her breast, knelt and begged for mercy.

"Alright, everyone can nominate someone now."

"Teacher, this slut has so much pubic hair, so dark, let's call her Black Hair."

"That name isn't nice, but I'll write it down for you."

With a flourish, the teacher wrote "Black Hair" vertically on the blackboard.

"Anyone else? Anyone else want to nominate someone?"

A student in the front row walked up to the podium, sniffed the girl's seemingly clean feet, and quickly covered his nose.

"Ugh, teacher, this poor bitch's feet smell awful. Does she never wash her feet? Can we call her Stinky Feet?"

The girl wasn't like the rich kids who arrived at school on private jets; she'd been on a swaying green train for a day and a night, arriving at school in the early morning. She hadn't even had time to wash before being dragged into the classroom. Her feet,

after a day and a night of being cooped up, 　　how could they not smell? 　　The other students didn't care about the reason, and neither did the teacher. The 　　teacher bent down, sniffed, and exclaimed 　　, "These feet are so smelly! This name is truly fitting!" 　　The words "Stinky Feet" were scribbled on the blackboard. The 　　girl was already teary-eyed. 　　How painful it is for a girl to be humiliated by others for having smelly feet! What girl doesn't like to be clean ? Especially to be called "Stinky Feet"! The girl felt extremely humiliated, but dared not show the slightest displeasure on her face. These little devils might torture her if they were unhappy. "Teacher, her breasts are so big! 'Big Breasts' would be more fitting," Wang Xiaolong interjected. "That's not bad either." " 　　Big Breasts" was also written on it. 　　"Is that all?" After confirming no one raised their hand, the headmaster shouted, "Start voting now!" 　　"Raise your hand if you want black hair." 　　A few students in the class raised their hands. Such an ordinary name elicited an inevitable response. 　　"Three votes," the old woman said, writing five tally marks above the girl's pubic hair. "Raise your hand if you want stinky feet." 　　Almost half the class raised their hands. Such insulting nicknames were always a favorite. 　　"Twelve votes," 　　the homeroom teacher, ignoring the girl's resistance, forcibly lifted one of her feet, pinched her nose, and wrote twelve tally marks with a marker . 　　"Lift your foot up to your nose and smell it yourself. Don't put it down without my permission," the old woman said . It was all to get revenge for the few seconds of smelling her own feet while writing down the votes. The girl, afraid of being beaten, had to press her head down tightly to smell her own feet, leaving her with only one leg that couldn't support her weight. She wobbled several times, unable to hold on, and the head teacher 's whip came down to correct her mistake, making her cry as if she were being suffocated by her own stinky feet . This caused her classmates to laugh out loud. "Who's voting for big breasts?" 　　This time, almost half voted again. Breasts have always been the most attractive thing about a woman to men, capable of arousing every man's primal dependence on motherhood, making them extremely popular. It seemed the champion would be contested between big breasts and stinky feet. The exciting moment was about to arrive, and even the girl was moved to tears. Of course, this was also undeniably related to the fact that the black-haired nominee, who lost the election, went up and plucked a tuft of her pubic hair. 　　"15 votes!" The imposing fifteen strokes were vigorously etched onto the two large breasts by the head teacher. The two breasts were...

The girl screamed in pain as her writing became distorted. The results were in: Big Breasts won by a decisive two votes
.

"Little bitch, you have a name now, are you happy?" the director said, grabbing the girl's head as she smelled the stinky feet. Tears
streamed down the girl's face. The footprint on her right breast was still swollen, her nose was filled with
the stench of her own feet, marked with tally marks, and a tuft of pubic hair had been plucked. How could she possibly be happy in this situation? Yet, the girl forced
a smile, forcing herself to put on a big smile, and happily replied, "I'm very happy."

"Okay, even so, you can't lose the surname your parents gave you. 　　Filial piety is the most important virtue. As the class monitor, you should
set an example. Wouldn't it be wonderful if your surname was Zheng and you were called Zheng Da Naizi (Zheng Big Naizi)?" "The homeroom teacher is truly insightful and clever," Wang Xiaolong, the nominee, quickly chimed in. "Zheng Da Naizi , do you have anything else to say?" 　　The girl—oh, no, she should be called Zheng Da Naizi now—just cried. How could any parent consider it filial piety to have such an insulting name attached to their surname? 　　"Don't cry, wipe your tears and introduce yourself with a smile using the name 'Zheng Da Naizi'." 　　Zheng Da Naizi forced a smile, about to speak, when the director suddenly slapped her right buttock hard. The entire right side of her buttock slumped in and bounced back, swelling up high. "Ah!!! Teacher, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please don't hit me!" Zheng Da Naizi hopped around on one leg, one hand covering her buttock, looking comical and funny , eliciting another burst of laughter from the audience. In reality, Zheng Da Naizi had no idea why she was being hit. "Wipe your tears before you speak. Crying and laughing like this, acting crazy, what kind of behavior is this?" 　　Zheng Da Naizi knew this was just picking a fight and dared not say anything more. She didn't want to receive another such fierce fart, but she still managed to escape this fateful fart. Just as she was about to temporarily let go of her raised leg to wipe her tears, a second fart unexpectedly hit her left buttock. 　　"Ah!! Waaah, waaah, teacher, what did I do wrong? Why are you hitting me again?" Zheng Da Naizi jumped up again, clutching her buttock with one hand in pain. The audience 　　laughed again. 　　"I said you can't put your leg down without my order, are you ignoring me?" 　　"But if I don't let go, I can't wipe my tears without my hand!" 　　"Still arguing? Can't you use your legs if you don't have hands? You're the class monitor, use your brain!" 　　Use her legs? Zheng Da Nai Zi was in a dilemma. Her flexibility had never been very good; getting close to her nose was already her limit, let alone wiping her tears with her foot against her face. Zheng Da Nai Zi desperately pulled her foot up and lowered her head, her whole body trembling in pain, 　　but it didn't work. Seeing that Zheng Da Nai Zi couldn't wipe her tears, the old woman became furious and delivered another slap , this time right between her buttocks. This slap was harder than the previous two combined. The instant she was hit, Zheng Da Nai Zi's body arched backward. With a sharp pain in her hands, she exerted force, and miraculously, her stinky foot... She was kicked in the face. Zheng Da Naizi quickly snapped back to reality and turned her head to wipe her tears. The stench made her squint, and tears streamed down her face. She was confused again; were these tears from the stench, the pain, or the humiliation? Reality didn't give her time to be confused. Her feet only stayed together for a moment before she couldn't hold on any longer and pulled away. Fortunately, she had wiped away most of her tears. 　　"Cheer up, start introducing yourself." 　　So Zheng Da Naizi smiled and began her actual self-introduction. 　　"My name is Zheng Da Nai Zi, I'm from the countryside. Gentlemen, you don't need to know where I come from, just know that people from this place are poor, even so poor they can't afford clothes, and they eat the garbage and excrement thrown away by you big bosses." This 　　was, of course, to please the men, but Zheng Da Nai Zi wasn't entirely lying. Sometimes she really couldn't wear clothes because she only had one set of clothes—pants, underwear, and no other clothes. When she couldn't wear anything anymore, she had to 　　wash them. At first, she'd wash her pants and wear a shirt, then wash her shirt and wear pants again. But then her pants were stolen while drying, so every day Zheng Da Nai Zi had to run around naked. Luckily, her clothes were long enough—they were her brother 's clothes 　　—to cover most of her bottom. You might ask why Zheng Da Nai Zi didn't stay home? What a joke! Everyone is poor; they have to work non-stop during the day to survive. Zheng Da Nai Zi also had to study at night; she worked very hard every day. How could 　　she possibly waste her time? 　　Speaking of the school uniform, it was probably the best clothes Zheng Danai had ever worn. She was even a little reluctant to take it off just now. It was quite normal for Zheng Danai to often pick up edible food from the city's garbage cans to supplement her meals. Zheng Danai was naturally beautiful; even with such a lifestyle, she still grew so well, fair and delicate. Anyone who didn't know her would think she was from a wealthy family. 　　As for the excrement, others didn't know that Zheng Da Naizi had indeed eaten it. When the admissions officer from Qionghai College found her , he was attracted by her appearance and gave her a written test. Surprisingly, she scored a perfect score . Then, the officer listed a bunch of benefits, offering her the position of class monitor. When she heard about the tuition being waived and the 100,000 yuan bonus, her eyes reddened, and she begged the admissions officer to recruit her. The officer then pulled down his pants and defecated, forcing her to eat it, saying it was to prove her obedience and servility, ensuring she wouldn't rebel against those rich young masters. Zheng Da Naizi thought of her critically ill father, her hardworking mother, and her starving younger brother. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and swallowed the excrement whole. The admissions officer, thinking she had potential, kindly recruited her. Little did he know that the suffering had only just begun. 　　"No wonder you're a whore, even the people around you are so cheap. Zheng Da Naizi, please describe your body so everyone can understand." 　　"Yes, teacher." 　　"What is this?" The homeroom teacher grabbed Zheng's large breasts by the nipple and asked. 　　"Teacher, these are a whore's cheap breasts, specially made for you students to rub and play with." Zheng, having learned her lesson, insulted herself first so the old woman couldn't find another reason to insult her. 　　"Slap!" Zheng was slapped on the breasts for no reason, feeling extremely wronged. She had described herself as cheap, and it wasn't enough? What more did this old hag want?! 　　"Wrong! I grabbed the nipple, but you called it breasts. That's completely irrelevant and nonsensical. You deserve to be hit!" 　　Zheng was dumbfounded. The homeroom teacher then pointed to her vulva and asked, "What is this?"

Zheng Da Naizi's mind raced. The old woman was pointing and interrogating her. If she directly said "slut," she might
be subjected to further harassment. The old woman's finger could point to the clitoris, the labia, the vagina, or even pubic
hair. If the old woman wanted to beat her, she could do it. Zheng Da Naizi really didn't want to be tortured again, so she thought she'd
just give a complete explanation at once. With that thought, Zheng Da Naizi loudly proclaimed, "This is called a vulva, also called a slut. It's used
for classmates to play with. The slut has an outer layer called the labia to protect it, and inside is the vagina
..."

"I asked you what you are, and you've given me so much information! Are you deliberately wasting everyone's time?!"

A barrage of beatings rained down on Zheng Da Naizi, leaving her no room to dodge. Zheng Da Naizi understood that no matter
what the old hag wanted to do, she couldn't escape. She could only curl up and endure this unwarranted punishment.

"Alright, stop playing dead. Get up and go down there and touch your classmates' penises. Get to know them. Everyone
has to ejaculate before it's over as a first-day greeting gift." Exhausted from the beating, the homeroom teacher leaned against the wall and ordered Zheng Da Naizi to
serve her classmates' penises.

The obedient Zheng... The girl with large breasts struggled to her feet, enduring the pain, and crawled to each of her classmates, serving them one by one. This process was incredibly
long, barely ending only after school was over. Almost every classmate ejaculated more than once. This mutual understanding left
a deep impression on her regarding many classmates, with five in particular leaving a lasting impression.

One of these five was named Wang Xiaolong, whose penis was so large that it couldn't fit in her mouth. She had to
lick and suck him for almost two hours before he ejaculated once. Afterwards, the girl with large breasts felt like her jaw was about to dislocate. Another
one, Zhou Tieniu, also had a large penis that penetrated her... At times, he was so rough that he grabbed her hair and shoved it all the way in , making her stomach acid
surge up, her throat hurt, and she kept
gagging. He didn't treat her like a human being at all. Then there was Xia Jian, who, instead of ejaculating, peed in her mouth afterwards, which was disgusting. Then there was Jia Junzi, who, for some reason,
slapped her face repeatedly while making her give him oral sex. Finally, there was Qinglian, the only one who didn't leave a negative
impression on her. Unlike the others, Qinglian's penis was small and white, and it had a faint
fragrance that Zheng Da Naizi really liked. She held it in her mouth and ejaculated several times, unwilling to let go. Qinglian blushed and
turned her head away, not daring to look at her.

At this moment, Zheng Danai was unaware that the five people she deeply remembered would be intertwined with her fate for the rest of her life.

Zheng Danai was a boarding student. The class monitors were forced to live on campus; they were practically the school's private property.
To save money, the school never provided rooms for the class monitors. They were locked in toilet stalls on each floor
to sleep. Therefore, the school didn't have a women's toilet—after all, girls lived in the men's toilets, so what was the point of a women's toilet?
For

ease of management, each toilet door had a number. Each class monitor
was locked in a toilet stall, and the stall door had two locks. The outer layer was a fingerprint lock, which could only be opened by authorized personnel. The class monitors
didn't have this authorization, but the boys could unlock them all.

The inner section is manually locked, not much different from a regular toilet, but to prevent boys from playing pranks on each other
. A fingerprint lock can also be opened from the inside, but not by the class representatives.

After the class representatives go in, a designated class committee member will lock it, and a cleaning
staff will let them out before class the next day

. After school, Zheng Danaizi was surrounded by her classmates, each kicking her into a toilet stall.

Zheng Danaizi was the first to arrive at the toilet; the other class representatives hadn't arrived yet.

Wang Xiaolong suggested that everyone take a dump in the cubicle assigned to Zheng Danai and then lock her up—wouldn't that be interesting? You
know, the outer lock has a mechanism: once locked, flushing stops. Only the class monitor can be locked out.
These worthless sluts don't deserve to use the school toilets. This way, Zheng Danai would not only have to
smell the stench of feces all night, but also sleep with it.

Wang Xiaolong's suggestion was good, but not everyone needed to poop. So Wang Xiaolong suggested that those who needed to poop should do so,
and those who didn't could urinate on Zheng Danai. Zheng Danai was unexpectedly showered with twenty-five urinations,
and five more piles of feces appeared in the cubicle.

With a snap, Zheng Danai and these five piles of feces and urine had a strange, unfortunate night together.

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