My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (91)

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Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher 091. Still a Long Way to Go to Meet the Organization's Requirements

Liang Jun had never had a good impression of Lu Qingci. The first person to hurt his pride upon arriving at this school

was her. Therefore, no matter how stunningly beautiful she was, Liang Jun was always hostile towards her. When Lu Qingci said

she had a glorious task for him to complete, he blurted out, "What task? I already vacated your seat as you

instructed !"

Looking back, Lu Qingci realized she had acted somewhat inappropriately; it was

clearly disrespectful . Moreover, the changes had resulted in her being paired with Ge Lin, who, relying on their families' long-standing friendship

, had always been clingy and annoying her. Back in junior high, she had always hoped they wouldn't end up

in the same high school, but what she feared most had come true—they were now in the same school. In anger, she wanted

to beg her parents to change schools, but her parents were actually quite fond of Ge Lin because Ge Lin's grandfather and Lu

Qingci's grandfather were in the same political faction, requiring a political alliance.

Lu Qingci wanted to ask her grandfather for help, but he disagreed. He said, "Everyone knows you're

in the same school. If you leave now, what will people think of us? Isn't that obviously avoiding them

? Besides, what's that ancient poem about? 'Rising from the mud, yet remaining unstained, your heart is in your own belly.

If you like it, you like it; if you don't, who can force you?"

Lu Qingci was turned down by her parents and grandfather, and could only pray secretly. She prayed silently: Please, please

don't be assigned to the same class. And it actually came true; Ge Lin also came to that class. At this point, she began

to suspect that Ge Lin's family was secretly keeping an eye on things.

She only had one last pitiful hope left: she hoped she wouldn't share a

seat . This hope wasn't hard to fulfill; even if God were blind, He wouldn't be so cruel as

to assign her to the same seat in the same class. Sure enough, not sitting with Ge Lin was

a twist of fate . Ge Lin was so busy bragging about his grandfather that he forgot to watch where

he was sitting and just randomly picked a seat. Liang Jun, on the other hand, unintentionally ended up sitting next to Lu Qingci. Finally, God

heard her prayers and gave her a little space, but she didn't appreciate it.

Because Ge Lin had been so persistent, she had a bad impression of all boys. She hoped for a chance

to sit alone, even if it was with a girl. She never expected that stubborn country bumpkin would be so

indifferent to a top beauty like Lu Qingci, so unbothered by her embarrassment, and immediately return the embarrassment to her.

From elementary school to high school, no boy had ever disrespected Lu Qingci; she was always

the one making fun of others. Every boy she dated was obnoxious. Even the teachers were like that.

Back home, Lu Qingci was filled with regret. She regretted not anything else, but that Ge Lin had actually

taken advantage of her vulnerability . Wasn't this reaping what she sowed? If she had known, she would have been better off with that stubborn mule. If that were the case, it would have been even

better, because his stubbornness would have kept him quiet and prevented him from acting foolishly.

Right now, she had a very important matter for this stubborn mule to handle, and hearing him bring it up again

annoyed her: "Are you even capable? Is this all there is to it?"

Liang Jun didn't back down, immediately replying, "Besides this, what else do you need me to do?" Actually, he wasn't saying this to shirk responsibility or complain; he genuinely couldn't think of anything

Lu Qingci could possibly want from him. 　　"The school's Youth League Committee will be holding an autumn basketball tournament next month. After careful consideration, we've decided to give you this opportunity to bring glory to your class. This is a sign of the organization's trust in you, so cherish this opportunity and honor. Starting this week, participate in your class's basketball team training. We will be inviting technical experts from the school basketball team to provide guidance . You must learn humbly and strive to improve your basketball skills significantly." 　　It's said that dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and even a mouse's son will dig a hole. Since Lu Qingci's grandfather was a leading cadre, she spoke these platitudes with great fluency. Fluent, she anticipated that, according to the established practice over the years, Liang Jun would become flushed with excitement, ideally rubbing his hands together, looking adorably clumsy, stammering out a few words, "Can I do it? Thank you for the organization's trust in me. I will definitely live up to the organization's expectations, study hard, and strive to bring glory to the class and the Youth League." 　　Then, she would gently pat his shoulder and say, "Do a good job, the organization has high hopes for you." 　　Then, Liang Jun would become so excited that his eyes would light up, and he would become incoherent, not knowing what to say. 　　She even gestured with her hands, thinking, "He'll be so excited. He didn't expect that I came to give him a chance; he should regret talking back to me earlier." 　　However, she didn't understand Liang Jun. She thought that a boy from the countryside, encountering such a chance to shine in a metropolis like Shanghai, wouldn't he be overjoyed? But who was Liang Jun? He was a kid who had been fighting and stealing salted duck eggs from the teacher since childhood. Where would he get such awareness? What was Liang Jun thinking? Damn it! Get lost All you've got is the promise of making me work for you to earn awards, and you call that an opportunity? Why would I be so pathetic? What opportunity is better than this? Why would I want to be a pushover? Besides, how many people in this school are qualified to mentor me? And you're telling me to be humble? What the hell? 　　Liang Jun's parents were farmers, and he was a troublemaker from a young age, with no one to discipline him . His thinking clashed with the mainstream ideas portrayed in school and in movies and television. He couldn't understand those soldiers in movies who, despite being sent to their deaths, acted like they were vying for a wedding night, blushing and thanking the organization for sending them to their deaths. 　　However, Liang Jun's dislike of such scenes didn't mean he was unkind or lacked a sense of honor . If Lu Qingci had phrased it differently, saying something like, "Look, there's a basketball game, and this is our class . You're the best, so you should play," Liang Jun would have readily agreed. Of course, the situation is different now. His injury has just healed, and he's finding it difficult to compete for the ball on the field. 　　He looked at Lu Qingci's devastatingly beautiful face, chuckled, and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm still far from meeting the organization's requirements. I'm afraid I can't handle such a demanding task. You should find someone else." 　　Lu Qingci quickly said, "That's alright. We can make up for any shortcomings gradually, but you..."

"You must have the awareness to contribute to the class."

Liang Jun said seriously, "I definitely do. That's why I absolutely cannot hold everyone

back. Okay, I won't take up your precious time anymore. The other classmates are all better than me, go find them."

With that, ignoring the dumbfounded Lu Qingci, he

grinned turned to leave.

Lu Qingci was stunned for a long time before finally realizing that she had been tricked. Her stunningly beautiful

face hadn't worked, and her promise of the organization's trust hadn't swayed him either. He was gone.

Lu Qingci was furious, her face turning ashen. She returned to her seat without saying a word. Ge Lin, returning from outside, was

unaware of what had happened. He turned around with a grin, intending to say something to Lu Qingci, but instead gave her

an outlet for her anger. She unladylike shouted, "Go away!"

In the afternoon, the Youth League's donation drive officially began. Lu Qingci had a donation box made and placed it at

the front. She took out 500 yuan herself and put it in the box, then announced, "Based on

the principle of voluntariness, everyone can donate as much as they want."

Ge Lin, eager to win Lu Qingci's heart, chimed in, "Don't worry, everyone here is a

kind-hearted person. How could we donate less? Our Secretary Lu has donated so much, of course we can't fall behind,

otherwise we'd lose face, right?"

His words garnered some support. Many boys, despite having made some strange remarks and complaints that morning,

now saw the prettiest girl and the most capable boy in the class saying the same thing, and in an effort to please Lu Qingci,

they all joined in.

The donation drive officially began. Ge Lin took the lead, running to the front and pulling out a large wad of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket—

estimated to be around a thousand yuan. He patted the bills in his palm, his eyes glancing at the students below. He first glanced

at Lu Qingci, then at a few other girls, then paused the bills on the ballot box for a moment, even

tilting his head back slightly, before finally dumping the money into the ballot box.

Many students were stunned. A few girls cried out, and Ge Lin's close friends whistled.

Ge Lin struck a pose as if on stage, then stepped down.

Many were amused by his antics, and applause rang out in the classroom. However, Lu Qingci didn't laugh; her face remained

expressionless.

Ge Lin suddenly lost interest.

Following him, Ge Lin's close friends also went up on stage. Because Ge Lin had set an example, all the boys actually

donated a thousand yuan. Seeing this, Ge Lin stood up and shouted, "Good! That's what

a kind person should be like! Donations should be made like this, with sincerity!"

His words set the tone, and the class stirred. Several

students from poorer families looked embarrassed; compared to these people, they were nothing. These students all came from extremely wealthy families, and they would

n't even give change for a 1000 yuan donation.

A moment of silence fell over the class; no one went up to donate for a short while. Liang Jun's seatmate, Huang Yonglin,

also came from a rural area. Seeing this, his face darkened. He quietly asked Liang Jun, "How much are you donating?"

Liang Jun replied, "I'll donate a hundred."

Huang Yonglin looked troubled and said, "I don't even have a hundred."

Liang Jun pulled a hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to him, saying, "Looks like less than a hundred isn't very good today."

Huang Yonglin didn't take it, saying, "But I don't know when I can pay you back."

Liang Jun thought for a moment, "Don't rush, we'll talk about it after class."

Huang Yonglin took the hundred yuan, his expression no longer so flustered. At this moment, Lu Qingci also

began to feel uneasy. If things continued like this, things would get out of hand. Just as she was about to stand up and say something, Liang Jun

stood up first, saying, "I need to ask for leave for a while, I'll be right back."

Everyone looked at him blankly, hurriedly leaving, wondering if he

had run .

Taking this opportunity, Lu Qingci stood up and said, "Donations are voluntary; everyone should just do their best."

However, everyone seemed to be silenced by Ge Lin's words, and no one stepped forward to donate. The atmosphere was very

tense, and Lu Qingci's face was extremely unpleasant; her gaze towards Ge Lin was also unfriendly.

Fifteen minutes later, Liang Jun returned, and when everyone looked at him, they couldn't help but burst into laughter—

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