Chapter 7: Language Class Representative

I will start first. A gentle female voice took the lead, "My name is Cui Wenwen, I graduated from No. 15 Middle School, my strong subject is Chinese, I enjoy reading novels and listening to music, and I hope to become good friends with everyone"

"Alright, let's leave the seating arrangement as it is for now. If there are any special circumstances or if you are dissatisfied with your seat, feel free to approach me privately. We can rearrange it again after the semester begins based on the situation." Gu Yueyan, with a poker face, glanced at them indifferently, "High school is an extremely important period. I hope everyone focuses all their energy on studying and refrains from engaging in useless activities. Whether it's writing love letters to me or to your classmates, I do not wish to see that again."

Huo Ran suddenly remembered that perhaps he was too nervous and forgot to write his name at the end of the letter

If it were another teacher, the expression at this moment would likely be quite remarkable. However, Gu Yueyan was different; she first glanced at the students below, then slowly unfolded the letter, her beautiful brows slightly furrowing.

Gu Yueyan nodded in satisfaction, her expression serious as she opened the lectern folder. "Let’s start arranging the seats now, in order of student numbers. When I call your name, please come up to sign, and then take a seat one by one next to the wall, according to the diagram..." Before she could finish her sentence, Gu Yueyan's voice suddenly faltered, and a look of slight suspicion fell upon the lectern folder.

Ren Hao wiped away a virtual sweat, nearly scared to death by her, mainly because Xia Wanqiu was too fierce

Looking at her appearance, there is a somewhat predatory feeling about her

My handwriting has changed significantly compared to before, and I fear that it may take some time to trace it back to myself in the summer and autumn.

The heart that had been suspended finally settled back into his stomach. Ren Hao let out a long sigh. Seeing that Gu Yueyan's expression showed no signs of change, as if nothing had happened while calling names to arrange seats, he sighed helplessly again, unsure whether to cry or to laugh

To Teacher Gu: A Love Letter - Age is Not a Problem

Dong Xue nodded at the teacher through her glasses, then lowered her head again to continue her homework, not wanting to waste a moment of time

Love letter

To the teacher

The remaining individuals are all known to Ren Hao: the open-minded Feng Li, the nonconformist Dong Xue, the gossiping Jiang Beibei, and the homebody Meng Bin

Everyone seemed a bit hesitant, and not a single person dared to take it on. In fact, Ren Hao was longing for and *yearning* for this position that would allow him to naturally interact with Gu Yueyan for an extended period. However, after much hesitation, he still did not dare to speak up

After measuring the dimensions, Gu Yueyan returned to Class 1 with the students without saying a word. After clapping her hands to attract everyone's attention, Gu Yueyan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said, "Let's set aside the seating arrangements for now; everyone should introduce themselves so we can get to know each other better." Her hands rested on the podium, inadvertently pressing down on the clipboard where Ren Hao had placed his love letter, causing him to feel a surge of anxiety.

Ren Hao fell into deep thought

A folded letter, creased in four, caught her attention, or rather, the beautiful handwriting on the paper captivated her

Xia Wanqu's anger was palpable as she slammed her hand on the table, exclaiming, "I will definitely get to the bottom of this! If you do not come clean, be prepared to be expelled!" The impact of this situation was simply too severe. Xia Wanqu immediately snatched the letter from Gu Yueyan's hand and stormed out of the classroom

Such a girl, no matter where she is placed, seems to never be overwhelmed

Ren Hao suddenly became puzzled; why did she ask who wrote it? Could it be that...

The girl named Cui Wenwen has a SONY headphone tucked into her collar. She possesses a gentle and quiet beauty, reminiscent of a bookish demeanor. Perhaps due to her poor health, her complexion exhibits a sickly pallor. A subtle, reserved smile lingers at the corners of her mouth, exuding a serene aura

Ren Hao

Once again, a beautiful teacher made her appearance, causing the students to feel a sense of unease in their hearts.

Since this is the case, I will designate one person first

I am Xia Wanqu, the Deputy Director of the Political Education Office. After the school opens on September 1st, I hope you will tidy up your hairstyles. For girls, hair should not exceed the ears, and for boys, it should not exceed the eyebrows. Xia Wanqu is around 30 years old, with a slender build, and a hint of authority is reflected in her beautiful eyes behind black-rimmed glasses. "Teacher Gu, you may leave once the seating arrangement is completed."

What is it, what?

Low-key, humble, and polite

Ren Hao's palms were sweating profusely; he had indeed put considerable thought into this love letter

Everyone gasped in shock

Finally, it was Ren Hao's turn. He avoided Gu Yueyan's scrutinizing gaze and slowly stood up, saying, "I am Ren Hao, with diverse interests and not particularly good grades. I hope everyone can help me." In fact, when it comes to literary foundation, Ren Hao, who had worked as a publishing editor for several years, would not be much inferior to Gu Yueyan, the Chinese language teacher. However, he naturally lacked a strong desire to perform and was not accustomed to promoting himself.

Very beautiful, and also very charismatic

With this interlude, the group of individuals became quite excited, secretly observing one another. They were eager to find out which hero dared to be so audacious

Next, eager to make an impression in front of Dong Xue, Jiang Wei hurriedly introduced himself, rambling on for quite a while without much logical coherence in his speech

Whether it is an illusion or not, Ren Hao always feels that Gu Yueyan's gaze seems to be lingering on him, now you see it, now you don't

Ren Hao was momentarily taken aback, his gaze quickly scrutinizing Cui Wenwen. He initially thought it was due to his declining memory or that Cui Wenwen was rather inconspicuous, which led him to not remember her this time. However, it now seemed that such a situation was simply impossible.

"The representative for the Chinese class..." Gu Yueyan elongated her voice, slowly directing her gaze towards herself, "Let Ren Hao take the position."

Well, the class representatives for other subjects will be appointed by the subject teachers. As for the Chinese class representative, anyone who wishes to take on this role, please raise your hand

This is Ren Hao

Teacher Gu? Seeing Gu Yueyan bowing her head to read a letter and ignoring her, Xia Wanqu quickly leaned over in curiosity. When the words "love letter" caught her eye on the letter paper, Xia Wanqu's brows furrowed sharply, and she suddenly glared at the student below, demanding in a stern voice: "A love letter? Who sent this to Teacher Gu? This is outrageous! How dare someone write a love letter to a teacher before the school year even starts! Speak up! Who is it?"

Everyone was puzzled as to why Gu Yueyan suddenly fell silent, casting strange glances at her

Gu Yueyan shrugged and said, "Let our class's top student, Dong Xue, take on the role of class monitor, shall we?"

Ren Hao walked onto the podium with trepidation. After signing his name, he glanced at Gu Yueyan's ample chest before finally taking a seat beside the bed. Behind him was Jiang Wei, in front of him sat Jiang Beibei, and his deskmate was Cui Wenwen, who had deviated from the course of history.

Oh?

He has always felt that if he presents himself as too capable, others will inevitably have certain expectations, which, in Ren Hao's view, are merely burdens and pressures.

Jiang Wei looked at Ren Hao in astonishment: "Mouse, who is this? Such audacity!" Confessing to a teacher is something they could hardly imagine!

Gu Yueyan read slowly, and just as Ren Hao was anxiously waiting for the result, a sudden sound of high heels striking the ground echoed from outside the door, tap tap tap tap, urgent and powerful