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Chapter 17: Cheng Han Becomes the Boss

7:20 in the morning.

Cheng Han arrived at school.

Compared to before, he was twenty minutes early.

According to the class rules, the students were divided into nine small groups, taking turns to clean the classroom every morning. Today, it was the turn of his group, the fourth group.

Cheng Han walked to the classroom door, and two boys happened to be carrying trash cans and walking out of the classroom.

They locked eyes for a moment, and both of them voluntarily made way.

One of the boys even smiled at him in a pleasing manner.

Cheng Han nodded in acknowledgement, "Morning."

The two boys replied in surprise, "Good morning!"

Cheng Han's face remained calm, but he felt a bit strange in his heart.

He understood that this was definitely the "aftermath" of yesterday's incident where he had shown his strength. In the eyes of his classmates, he had become an unquestionable "strongman."

With just a few words, his status had greatly elevated.

Cheng Han entered the classroom, put his backpack away, picked up a broom, and began sweeping the dust off the floor.

Several early students saw that he was about to sweep their way, so they quickly stood up from their seats and voluntarily moved their chairs to make it easier for him to clean.

After Cheng Han finished sweeping, they politely said, "Thank you."

Without exception.

And this attitude was very much like small fry paying respects to a boss.

Cheng Han didn't put on airs and replied kindly, "You're welcome."

All of the above were small details that ordinary people wouldn't notice.

But within these details, human nature was revealed.

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Three minutes before class.

The homeroom teacher, Yan Dongshan, walked into the classroom as usual.

The whole class quieted down.

Cheng Han also put down the lotus leaf cake in his hand.

This was the food that the little girls usually fed him.

Yan Dongshan cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, I have something to say. Fang Han has taken a long leave and will no longer come to school."

Upon hearing these words, everyone had an expression of expectation.

Now Fang Han had become the school's super laughingstock. If he dared to step foot on campus, the strange looks from others would be enough to drive him crazy.

Yan Dongshan continued, "Fang Han previously held the position of 'class inspector.' Since he has left, this position needs to be adjusted."

The so-called "class inspector" was mainly responsible for supervising the behavior and discipline of the whole class, and the scope of authority was quite large.

For example, the daily cleaning and hygiene work didn't require the inspector to personally do it, they only needed to inspect. If any deficiencies were found, they could demand a redo.

Therefore, in the eyes of the students, this was a "powerful" position second only to the class monitor.

Yan Dongshan looked around and directly called out a name, "Cheng Han, you will be the next class inspector."

Cheng Han stood up and replied, "Okay."

Yan Dongshan smiled, "I believe Cheng Han will definitely become an excellent class inspector."

After saying that, he clapped his hands.

"Clap! Clap!"

This seemed like a signal, and all the students applauded together.

Many people's eyes were filled with envy.

Being a class inspector not only held great power, but also came with a scholarship from the school every year, something every student desired.

Cheng Han felt a sense of emotion once again.

He had only just revealed a bit of his potential as a "strongman," and immediately received goodwill and respect from others, including the homeroom teacher.

Qian Qingqing smiled brightly, "Cheng Han, please take care of me in the future."

Cheng Han replied with a smile, "Of course!"

Wen Jie stole a glance at Cheng Han's back and felt regretful. He had said some offensive words to him before.

What if Cheng Han caught him and sought revenge?

For a moment, Wen Jie was filled with worry and wished he could transfer to another school.

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Every ninth day of the month, No. 15 Middle School would hold a "Grand Parade," usually scheduled before lunchtime and lasting for half an hour.

The format of the Grand Parade was somewhat similar to the "Radio Calisthenics" of the previous era, but the specific content was different.

Today was the day of the Grand Parade.

One of the responsibilities of the class monitor was to lead everyone to the playground, report to the host teacher, and then supervise and record the students' performance.

For Cheng Han, this was a great opportunity to observe students from other classes.

Sitting in the classroom, he couldn't see their figures at all.

But in an open space, their height and build were clear at a glance.

As a monitor, he needed to stand behind the students to supervise them, which provided an excellent observation angle.

"Ding Ling~"

The bell for the end of class rang.

Cheng Han stood up and said loudly, "Students, gather in front of the teaching building immediately. If you need to use the restroom, please do so quickly. If there is an emergency, you can come directly to me."

As he spoke, he quietly communicated with Zhen Yan's Remnant Seal, and his voice carried a strange warmth that made people unconsciously listen to him.

The students immediately started moving.

Cheng Han looked around and glanced at a short boy named Yan Hong. His gaze paused for a moment.

This person was thin and pale, with lips that faintly showed a hint of dark blue.

Cheng Han frowned and silently said, "Divination."

After a moment, a stream of information flashed through his mind.

The result showed that if Yan Hong participated in the Grand Parade, he would faint in ten minutes, causing the Grand Parade to be temporarily interrupted, and Class 2 would lose ten points as a result.

Cheng Han walked over in big strides and asked, "Yan Hong, are you feeling unwell?"

Yan Hong was taken aback, his lips trembled for a few moments, but he didn't say anything.

Cheng Han directly asked, "Do you feel palpitations, shortness of breath, cold sweat on your back, and occasional burning pain in your stomach?"

This was exactly the information given by the All-Knowing Eye.

Yan Hong nodded in surprise.

Cheng Han placed his hand on Yan Hong's shoulder and said with concern, "You don't need to participate in the Grand Parade today. I will help you get an excuse."

He turned his head and shouted, "Wan Tengjiao, Yan Hong is feeling unwell. I suspect he has acute gastritis. Can you take him to the infirmary?"

Wan Tengjiao was the class monitor of Class 2, and Cheng Han had his own considerations for letting her handle this.

Yan Hong was a timid person, while Wan Tengjiao was capable in handling things. Having her accompany him to seek medical treatment could solve many problems.

Wan Tengjiao stopped in her tracks and readily agreed, "Okay! I'll go right away!"

Several nearby classmates looked over.

Cheng Han urged, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and go to the playground with me."

This slight frown carried a sense of authority, and the students didn't dare to be negligent, quickly leaving the classroom.

Five minutes later.

The forty-five students of the class formed neat lines and entered the playground.

Cheng Han held a flag and walked at the front, neither fast nor slow, with no trace of nervousness on his face.

When he passed by the rostrum, he shouted, "Report! One student from Class 2 of the third grade is sick, and one person is accompanying them, making a total of two absences. The remaining forty-five people are present."

His voice was firm and clear, and the teachers on the rostrum could hear it clearly.

This confident and steady performance didn't seem like that of a newcomer who had just taken on the role of monitor for the first time. It was more like that of an experienced leader who had led teams hundreds of times.

Many students compared him to Fang Han, who was forced to drop out, and thought that Cheng Han's performance was far superior.

(End of this chapter)