fictionpage Chapter 123 Student Council?
Chapter 123 Student Council?
As soon as Lin Qiye stepped out of the passage, a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking refined quickly came to greet him.
When he saw Lin Qiye, a warm yet perfectly timed smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Hello, Lin Qiye."
Lin Qiye glanced at the young man, who immediately handed over his electronic business card respectfully.
"I am your coach, Zhao Wenbo," the young man said with a smile. "Congratulations on ending the first stage of the competition with a perfect record of fifteen consecutive wins. I wish you continued success in the second stage."
He paused, then continued, "I'm mainly here to add you as a friend. You can ask me anytime if you have any questions about school. Also..."
Zhao Wenbo's tone became more serious. He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and solemnly said, "If any clubs contact you before the end of the entrance exams, no matter how generous their offers, please do not accept any of their invitations. After the exams, our student union will arrange a special recruitment information session for outstanding freshmen like you. At that time, you can choose to join our student union or a club you prefer."
Student council? Club?
Lin Qiye was completely confused.
Is this student council and club what he meant?
He looked at Zhao Wenbo, who introduced himself as the counselor, and asked directly, "What are clubs? And what's the student council all about?"
Zhao Wenbo adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said in a gentle yet authoritative tone, "Lin Qiye, your most important task right now is to focus on preparing for the second stage of the competition. As for these trivial matters, I will explain them to you in detail after the exams are over."
After saying that, he nodded politely to Lin Qiye, turned and left, not giving him any chance to ask further questions.
Lin Qiye watched his departing figure, his brows furrowing slightly.
Clubs and student councils, all acting all mysterious.
After thinking about it, he decided to send a message to Lin Yuechan.
[Lin Qiye: Teacher Yuechan, what is a club?]
However, after the message was sent, there was no reply for a long time.
Lin Qiye shook his head, no longer dwelling on these things he couldn't understand.
Back in his dormitory, a steaming hot feast awaited him.
The rich aroma of meat instantly dispelled all his fatigue.
"Honey, you're back!" Bai Muxi flew out of the kitchen like a cheerful little bird and jumped straight into his arms.
"Yes, I'm back." Lin Qiye hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead.
Just as Lin Qiye was devouring the whole roasted lamb on his plate, his personal terminal beeped softly, receiving a belated reply from Lin Yuechan.
[Lin Yuechan: Student unions and clubs are essentially the same organization. If you choose to join one of them, then while enjoying the various resources and conveniences they provide, you also need to fulfill the corresponding responsibilities and follow their arrangements.]
[Lin Yuechan: For example, I joined the student union, so after graduation, I followed the organization's arrangement and chose to stay at the university to teach.]
[Lin Yuechan: What's wrong? A club contacted you? Don't agree yet.]
As Lin Qiye looked at these messages, the fog of doubt in his heart finally dissipated somewhat.
It turned out to be the case.
This student council and clubs are really a bit different from what Lin Qiye understood.
Why does it feel like they're forming cliques?
Gangs in universities?
After joining, you will receive protection and resources, but you will also need to contribute to the organization.
Lin Qiye suddenly had an idea: could he work for two organizations at the same time, maybe even do something like Infernal Affairs...?
It seems that this matter does indeed require careful consideration.
He put that matter aside for the time being and focused all his attention on the new cultivation methods and martial arts techniques.
Tomorrow I have a whole day off.
For him, this was undoubtedly the last and most precious opportunity to make a final push!
He needs to make good use of these 24 hours to improve his skills!
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Lin Qiye's gaze fell on Bai Muxi, who was looking at him with eyes full of admiration.
Her clear, almond-shaped eyes were now shimmering with moisture, like a pool of spring water, sparkling and captivating, with a charm that seemed to draw silk from them.
Bai Muxi blushed instantly when he looked at her like that, and subconsciously avoided his burning gaze, her heart pounding like a deer.
Lin Qiye's heart also began to pound wildly.
A thought, uncontrollably, popped into his mind—
The Mysterious Heart Sutra!
Four days ago, due to his insufficient understanding of the cultivation technique and lack of control, coupled with Bai Muxi's shallow cultivation level, his first attempt failed.
But now...
Lin Qiye felt like he was invincible again!
This time, perhaps... it will work?
Once this thought arose, it was like a spark that had been ignited, instantly setting off a wildfire within him.
He felt a strange heat rising from his lower abdomen and quickly spreading to his limbs and bones.
Looking at Bai Muxi's shy appearance, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his voice became a little hoarse.
"Wife..."
"Hmm?" Bai Muxi lowered her head, her voice barely audible.
Lin Qiye stood up, walked to her side, and lifted her up from the chair.
"Ah!" Bai Muxi exclaimed, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her burning cheeks in his chest, not daring to look at him anymore. "H-husband...you...weren't you going to cultivate?"
"Let's start cultivating now." Lin Qiye carried her and strode towards the bedroom, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "We'll cultivate together."
As he carried her into the bedroom, that familiar yet strange heat returned, and Bai Muxi seemed to remember something, her face turning even redder.
She recalled the failed attempt four days earlier.
She recalled how his warm yet domineering aura had rampaged through her body, leaving her utterly powerless to resist.
He recalled how he had been repeatedly defeated and routed under that powerful impact, ultimately leading to the collapse of his cultivation technique.
That time, she felt like a small boat adrift in a raging storm, in danger of being swallowed up or torn apart at any moment.
She buried her burning cheeks deep in Lin Qiye's chest, her heart pounding, and whispered, "Last time...last time...it was all my fault. My cultivation was too low, and I dragged you down..."
Hearing her voice, tinged with grievance and self-reproach, Lin Qiye's heart softened.
He gently placed her on the bed, leaned down, and planted a tender kiss on her smooth forehead, soothingly saying in a soft voice, "Silly girl, how can I blame you? Last time I was too hasty and didn't get the timing right."
He looked into her eyes, those deep eyes filled with a reassuring confidence.
"This time is different," he said in a deep voice. "My strength is much greater than before. This time, I will take the lead. You just need to... relax and completely surrender yourself to me."
The bedroom was dimly lit.
Looking into his firm yet gentle eyes, Bai Muxi's troubled heart gradually calmed down.
She closed her eyes, took a long, deep breath, and nodded.
"bring it on."
Lin Qiye's voice was deep and powerful.
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