System: The Cultivation Expert In The Campus

"Ah, this Nitta always thinks he is still in his Country R. He keeps asking people to kneel, this is really..." Fann Binn smiled and shook his head. He naturally knew that the students of the ordinary class looked down on the noble class. However, this was just a private bet made by a few classmates, why would he need to participate?    

    

As if he knew what Fann Binn was thinking through his expression, Wu Nan immediately said. " If there were internal conflicts among the people, then it wouldn't be so interesting. The key was that this matter was spread to every corner of the world. Now, the entire first year of high school has gone crazy, and the normal class is divided into quick and slow classes. When the students of the fast class found out, they actually said to their faces that this kind of bet competition was simply a competition between clowns. This immediately caused the students of the slow class who bet with the noble class to be extremely dissatisfied. "    

    

"In short, the three classes in the first grade are currently in a heated argument over the new students' gala. Our noble class has the least class in terms of numbers, and also the least class. Naturally, you are the weak. Your group secretary is the class's number one cadre. I heard that the students in the first grade are going to negotiate on this matter so that they can find a way to resolve this matter. "    

    

When Fann Binn heard this, he could not help but feel dizzy. He had not even come up with a clue about his own matter, yet this was the result. He smiled bitterly and asked, "Then do you know when you will participate in this negotiation?"    

    

"How would I know? Of course I want you to ask the class monitor. You and the class monitor are the biggest in this class." Wu Nan rolled his eyes and laughed. "Fann Binn, don't embarrass our noble class. Those guys in the ordinary class always think that we, who rely on money to buy into the school, should be dwarfs everywhere. Why?! On this point, I support Nitta and Han Xiao very much. "    

    

Fann Binn nodded. He also felt that the students in the normal class were a bit too much. He also knew that because there was only one class in the noble class, the number of people in the class was much lesser, so they had to unite with the outside world. Since he was the team secretary of this class, he had to act like a leader. At this time, he thought about it. Could he use this matter to make Nitta and the man have a good impression of him?    

    

The whole morning had ended in his thoughts. When class ended, the class monitor took the initiative to come to his seat and tell him to stay behind to attend the student union meeting after class in the afternoon. Fann Binn naturally had no objections.    

    

In this day's time, An Yu-er was very quiet. Fann Binn secretly glanced at her a few times and saw that she was listening very seriously. She was completely different from before. He did not know what kind of thoughts her grandfather had instilled in her. Why did it suddenly change so much? In the past, this little girl would harass her from time to time. Today, she wouldn't harass her. Fann Binn really felt that something was wrong.    

    

Sigh, where are these men? They are all cheap bones...    

    

When the sun began to hang in the west, the day's lesson finally came to an end. Fann Binn also returned to reality from his mental journey. With the class monitor and the student council member, Nitta and the man, accompanying him, the three of them quickly left the classroom. They arrived at the big conference room on the first floor.    

    

As soon as they entered, Fann Binn felt several burning gazes. These gazes were filled with provocation and defiance. He really did not expect that the entire first year of high school would become like the generals in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, who were ready to fight to the death for their own territories.    

    

It seemed that the atmosphere of this meeting today was filled with the smell of gunpowder...    

    

On the podium of the conference room sat a row of high grade executive officers, including the president of the student union. Don't just look at how young these students are. Each and every one of them had the aura of an official, with their legs crossed as they held tea with both hands. Some of them were typing, and some of them had sword-shaped eyebrows that swept across all living things. Those who did not know would have thought that they had returned to the site of the criticism assembly in the 1970s.    

    

The entire conference room was very spacious. It was estimated that it wouldn't be a problem to sit with a thousand people. Of course, it was impossible for such a large conference hall to be full today, as it was just a meeting of the junior high school officials. Not only were they dissatisfied, but they were also dissatisfied. Moreover, it was quite spacious.    

    

Other than the sparse number of people sitting in the first and second rows in the middle of the conference room, the other places were empty. Fann Binn took a glance, then found an empty seat with the other two people and sat down.    

    

There were a total of ten classes in the first year of high school. It seemed like there were three top officers in this class. The class monitor, the team secretary, and the study committee were all present, but it was very obvious. While Fann Binn and the others were sitting alone, the three fast classes and the six slow classes in the normal class had also become two separate groups. Compared to these two forces, the three people in the noble class were obviously much quieter.    

    

After Fann Binn sat down, he saw Faang Yixuan and Cui Lin sitting in the group opposite him. Faang Yixuan's hair was loose today. She was wearing a set of milk-yellow mantous and looked like an intellectual beauty. Seeing her, Fann Binn's mood unknowingly became a little heavy. He seemed to be a little nervous as he turned his face away. Obviously, she did not want the two of them to feel awkward when their gazes met.    

    

The Fast Class was naturally the Finger Class. There were a total of three classes in the first year of high school, and Faang Yixuan and Cui Lin were among them.    

    

The Slow Class referred to the real Common Class. Of course, it was the class that most of the students were in. There were a total of six of them. Looking at these students, they were all quite unfamiliar and didn't have many acquaintances.    

    

As for the Condition Class, it referred to the Noble Class that Fann Binn was in. There was only one in the entire first year of high school.    

    

"Cough cough!" Seeing that everyone had arrived, the thin student who looked like a poor scholar from ancient times put on the black-rimmed glasses on his nose and coughed a few times. He opened his mouth and said, "Since everyone is finally here, then our meeting this time can officially begin. I think everyone should know about this matter. It was mainly caused by a dispute from the boys' dormitory two nights ago. As our first year of high school has just been established, everyone seems to have some issues with the struggles of the smaller sects. Therefore, our student union will officially interfere. We don't want the situation to develop in a bad direction... "    

    

The student union president on stage spoke frankly and confidently, almost as if he was making a government report that was smelly and long. Fann Binn yawned when he heard this. He really did not understand why these students liked to promote themselves to a higher level as soon as they became government officials. It was as if they were afraid that others would not know that he was an official. The hypnotic nonsense made everyone below the stage feel drowsy.    

    

The student council president, who had been talking for a long time, finally seemed to realize that if he continued, he might be hypnotized by the crowd below the stage. Only then did he take a sip of tea and enter the entire topic. "The school teachers support our competitive spirit, but at the same time, they also criticized us for prioritizing small groups. They even looked down on the actions of other students, so we have to think of a way today. This is the only way to convince everyone... Only then can the winner be determined."    

    

"Guild leader, is there still a need to decide? In school, academic results are naturally placed first. Our Elite Class students are undoubtedly the best in this school's first year of high school. How can the other classes surpass us in terms of grades? " Just as the president was about to stop, a class monitor from the Elite Class suddenly shouted. "Compete with us in the Slow Class and the Noble Class? How are we going to compete? Can they be compared to us geniuses? "    

    

"Hey, hey, hey. Grandma Wang, you're praising yourself by selling melons. What's wrong with learning well? Learning is so amazing. Can it represent all of one person? As the saying goes, a top scholar in 360 industries. Good learning is only one aspect. Besides, why can your Elite Class look down on other students just because you study well?"    

    

Before the class monitor of the Elite Class could finish speaking, the class committee member of the Slow Class immediately stood up and said disdainfully. "What kind of society is it now? A society of talents, do you think you can do anything just because you are good at studying? Nowadays, many postgraduate PhD students can't find a job! "    

    

" Hey, if you want to talk about society, none of you can beat our aristocratic class. The wealth of our class is comparable to the wealth of your other nine classes!" Seeing the intense discussion between the other two factions, the class monitor of the aristocratic class beside Fann Binn couldn't help but refute.    

    

When the class officers of the other two groups heard his words, they immediately booed in disdain and looked down on him.    

    

"What are you talking about? A bunch of second-generation ancestors who only know how to rely on their parents."    

    

"You guys have money, right? But that money is not earned by you guys at all. Didn't you just throw in a good child? What's so great about it?"    

    

"I despise rich young masters like you the most. Having money and earning money are two completely different things. Do you think that you can survive in society without relying on your parents? Bullshit!"    

    

A wave of discontented voices came from the Class Officers of the two groups, making the face of the class leader of the noble class turn red from anger. He did not know how to answer for a moment.    

    

"Alright, alright! Be quiet, be quiet!" The student council president saw that the atmosphere at the scene was showing signs of spitting at each other. He could not help but shout out loudly, Alright, alright! Be quiet, be quiet! "We are here to set the rules. What problem can you solve if you keep arguing? Everyone, think about it. What can we do to make the three of you submit? "    

    

"Hehe, this is interesting... The Elite class said that they had good grades in their studies, so they were opposed by the other classes. The Noble class said that they were rich and that they were looked down upon by the other classes. It seems like you really want to find a balance between the three of you. It really isn't easy." After the president finished speaking, the deputy president suddenly laughed. " In my opinion, why don't the three of you compete? The leader said... Practice is the only standard to test the truth. Of course, the content of this competition naturally could not be about learning results. It also did not depend on who had the money. I feel that the cause of this problem is worth referencing. Why don't we just do it this way? The three of you will arrange a competition at the welcome party for the new students after the 10th month of the National Day. Whoever gets first place will prove that the faction is the best. Can you do it? "    

    

The moment the deputy president said that, the venue fell silent. It was obvious that everyone was thinking about it.    

    

The more Fann Binn looked, the more he found it funny. These little brats actually spent so much effort just to get first place. At this time, he suddenly felt that his mentality was already very far from those of his classmates. He didn't know if it was because of the golden needle that caused him to become premature. Actually, if Fann Binn wanted to say, even though the class's reputation had to be maintained, if everyone was like him, they would have saved some time to sleep. He didn't want to waste such meaningless arguments.    

    

Fann Binn understood very well why the school teachers didn't ask about this matter. The main reason was because they wanted to provoke the competition between the three forces of the first grade. This was undoubtedly the best sign for the school. Only with competition would there be motivation. Only with competition would there be good results. Actually, even if which side won the first place in this year's Freshmen Gala, so what? Perhaps with the first competition, the loser would naturally be unconvinced. Then there would naturally be a second, third, or even countless times of competition. He, Fann Binn, was not willing to continue with this kind of competition for an indefinite period of time.