Flame City International Private School
This is a school with a prestigious heritage.
Covering an area of five thousand mu (approximately 466.86 soccer fields), it stands as the world's most elite academy.
How big is five thousand mu?
It's equivalent to about 466.86 soccer fields.
This school brings together the world's most exceptional talents, with most students being children of society's elite. It could be said that this is the cradle of future world leaders.
Naturally, organizations formed by children of various social power holders have their own social rules.
Where there is light, there are shadows.
A few years ago, the dark side controlled the school. The entire campus was filled with conspiracies, power struggles, and bribery. Each year, students would become concrete pillars in some part of the ocean, or be banished to become dust in ruins, forever lost souls never seeing daylight again.
Until—
The twenty-second Student Council President emerged.
Order was rebuilt from chaos.
She began leading the entire school and student council through reforms, establishing a new order at Flame City International Private School, completely purging the school's dark elements.
The school experienced a rebirth, welcoming a brand new chapter.
[Li Zhaohao/Li Zhao]
[Intelligence: 9]
[Charisma: 9]
[Physical Strength: 8]
[Status: 22nd Student Council President of Flame City Private School]
According to school history records, there has never been a commoner student admitted to the Student Council throughout its generations.
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Outside the Student Council Office
Su Cheng gazed at the main door, remembering his previous confession to Li Zhaohao, feeling his cheeks burn at the memory.
He recalled how the Student Council President had looked at him with admiring eyes when he won that stuffed animal.
And then he had playfully teased the president in return.
"Knock knock~"
He knocked on the door, and after a long while, a voice came from inside.
"Come in!"
An authoritative yet cold female voice rang out, carrying an imposing presence that made Su Cheng's heart skip a beat.
Without hesitation, he slowly pushed open the wooden door carved with vintage patterns.
As the door opened, a fresh fragrance wafted out, giving Su Cheng a pleasant sensation. Then he saw the woman wearing a silver mask sitting at the desk.
Her presence was unique - despite wearing the same female school uniform as others, she appeared exceptionally dignified and noble, emanating a sacred aura as if she could merge with heaven and earth.
But that wasn't the main point. What mattered was how she kept staring at Su Cheng, her gaze filled with indecipherable meaning.
This kind of stare made Su Cheng feel uncomfortable.
"Good day, President!"
He bowed respectfully while greeting, but received no response. This made him look up, only to find the woman still staring intently at him, as if trying to find something in his face.
"Please sit."
Suddenly, the Student Council President spoke, her voice soft yet carrying an invisible pressure that made Su Cheng freeze.
The woman slowly stood up and walked over. Her straight legs wrapped in white stockings were like works of art - pure and sacred, commanding respect.
"Alright."
Su Cheng nodded and sat on the reception sofa.
The president sat in the chair opposite him, her gaze fixed on his face.
Soon, a student council member brought over a cup of coffee, placed it on the glass table in front of Su Cheng, then withdrew.
The president didn't have any.
Probably because the mask made it inconvenient.
Looking at the president who only showed her eyes, Su Cheng leaned back slightly, avoiding her gaze, trying to maintain his composure.
Besides, he couldn't see the girl's expression at all.
He found it impossible to connect her with the cute and easy-going girl from the mall last time - that adorable face seemed completely at odds with the person before him.
"I've investigated you."
She suddenly spoke, her voice like an orchid in a secluded valley, yet carrying an undeniable authority.
These words made Su Cheng's heart jump.
He hadn't expected her to be so direct, without any pretense.
"Why did the president investigate me?"
Su Cheng straightforwardly asked his question.
"In your second and third years of junior high, you consistently ranked first in exams, competing equally with top geniuses nationwide. Finally, in the final exam, you achieved the national top score with 784 points raw score."
The president spoke without any particular emotion, simply stating facts.
Su Cheng fell silent.
He didn't consider himself particularly talented.
He just happened to excel at exams.
"With your talent and effort, you were destined to be in the spotlight, destined for an unlimited future. However, I want to know..."
At this point, the Student Council President placed the test papers on Su Cheng's table.
"Why deliberately lower your scores?"
She pointed at the test papers and asked.
Su Cheng was stunned.
These were test papers from the recent start of school. He had deliberately kept all scores in the 80s, aiming to maintain an above-average but not outstanding performance.
Neither excellent nor mediocre.
To avoid drawing attention or suspicion.
"I don't want to be too prominent. It's just a test, and I don't want to draw too much attention. That wouldn't benefit my studies anyway."
He explained, but the Student Council President shook her head.
"You should know that the Student Council's existence isn't merely to maintain school order."
She spoke slowly, yet her words carried strong penetrating power, making Su Cheng's heart skip a beat.
Her ability to speak and inspire was undoubtedly maxed out.
The meaning of her words was very clear - telling him there was no need to fear anything or hide anything.
No need to fear whatever he did, just let his light shine.
The Student Council had his back; there was nothing to worry about.
"I understand."
Su Cheng lowered his head, knowing his little tricks couldn't fool certain people, and assumed an attentive posture.
"I will continue to watch you. However, I hope this attention is based on mutual respect."
She said.
This kind of attention made Su Cheng uncomfortable.
Her intention was very clear - she wanted him to give his all in future exams.
Deliberately lowering scores would be disrespectful.
Su Cheng felt frustrated.
This dangerous S was forcing him to display his abilities openly.
However, he felt something unusual about this situation, though he couldn't quite put his finger on what seemed off.
"I understand. Thank you for your support, President."
He maintained his humility and nodded.
Her purpose was already very clear.
He already owed the Student Council President a favor, and since she now wanted him to try his best in future exams, he would do so.
"I will personally review your test scores from now on."
Her voice remained calm behind the mask, yet carried an undeniable authority.
Su Cheng nodded in response.
His attitude was very sincere, after all, the Student Council President had helped him.
Then, Su Cheng quietly drank his coffee.
The president stood up and returned to her desk.
"President, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
After finishing his coffee, he stood up to bid farewell.
She didn't speak, just nodded.
After the Student Council door closed, silence fell inside for a while.
After a long time.
An elderly male voice spoke.
"Although his grades are indeed exceptional, that doesn't mean he has the qualifications himself."
However, this comment received no response from anyone.
The Student Council fell back into silence.
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