Chapter 221: Call Me Class Monitor, Your Excellency

Class Monitor has many responsibilities.

On regular days, they are in charge of promptly issuing various class notifications and maintaining good communication with the Homeroom Teacher.

They also manage the class members’ study activities and the development of the class’s academic atmosphere.

More importantly, they must be concerned about the students’ mental health.

Regarding this, Jiang Ning was quite perplexed.

Why is it that Class Monitors are expected to be future psychologists?

“Class Monitor! The broom is broken!”

“Go find the Hygiene Committee Member!”

“Who’s our class’s Hygiene Committee Member?”

“Yang Ke! Yang Ke! Yang Ke!”

…

“Class Monitor!”

“Zhu Tao called me a vixen!”

“Tell him that a wild boar can never become a spirit.”

…

“Class Monitor!”

“Class Monitor!”

“What is it?”

Jiang Ning glared angrily at the male classmate calling out to her.

Her fierce gaze startled the young man.

He pointed behind him in shock and said, “Teacher Guo is looking for you…”

…

Ten minutes later.

Miss Jiang returned, looking dejected, and collapsed onto Little Qi.

Breathing in the faint fragrance, she let out a pained wail.

“Oh heavens!”

“Wenwen!”

“How did you survive the past year?”

“Being a Class Monitor involves so many trivial matters!”

Faced with the sudden pounce, Qi Wen struggled and complained, “Oh, you’re so heavy.”

Then she pushed the weight off her with effort and lightly snorted, “Did you think being a Class Monitor was easy?”

“This is just the beginning.”

“There will be even more trivial matters in the future.”

Hearing this, Miss Jiang’s face filled with horror.

“Really?”

And after receiving Little Qi’s affirmative reply, Miss Jiang suddenly lifted her head and quickly walked out.

Seeing this, Qi Wen asked in confusion, “Jiang Jiang, where are you going?”

“To find Lao Guo and discuss the possibility of retiring on the spot.”

As it turned out, it was futile.

Just two minutes later, a dispirited Miss Jiang dragged her heavy steps back to her seat.

“Oh.”

“Seems like the discussion didn’t go well?”

Hearing Ye Na’s sarcastic tone, Miss Jiang immediately straightened up, squinted her eyes, and glanced sideways.

“Call me Class Monitor, Your Excellency.”

“In your dreams, you…”

Before Little Ye could finish her sentence, Miss Jiang suddenly smiled.

Her smile was as radiant as a spring breeze.

“I’m the Class Monitor, and I can find out your home phone number.”

“I’m the Class Monitor, and I can send your report card directly to your home.”

“I’m the Class Monitor, and I can even send a copy to Ningzhou No. 14 Middle School.”

At this point, Jiang Ning leaned close to Ye Na’s side, gently blew on her earlobe, and said:

“So…”

“Will you call me?”

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Ye Na’s ears turned visibly red.

Then…

“Ahhhhh!!!”

The young girl ran off.

Blushing, she dashed out of the classroom under the astonished gazes of her classmates.

Meanwhile, the instigator leaned back slightly, propped her head with one hand, and murmured softly with a smirk.

“Seems like…”

“Being a Class Monitor is quite interesting.”

—

At noon.

Under the Phoenix Tree.

The Sister Group gathered once more.

Today’s gathering had only one purpose.

To congratulate Luo Shanshan on successfully transitioning from dance to Bel canto.

For this occasion, Miss Jiang generously bought each person a popsicle to celebrate.

“Come on! Let’s clink!”

Sun Qian raised her half-eaten popsicle and clinked it against the others’.

After clinking, each of them took a lick of their popsicle.

The girls laughed at their sneaky behavior.

Then, after some playful banter, Zhu Hui suddenly asked:

“Shanshan, isn’t learning Bel canto quite expensive?”

Since they all studied the arts, they were more concerned about the cost than others.

Hearing this, Luo Shanshan frowned and nodded vigorously.

“Indeed!”

“Each lesson costs 100 yuan.”

“Two lessons a week, that’s at least 800 yuan a month.”

“Hiss…” Sun Qian couldn’t help but gasp at the number.

“So expensive?”

Seeing Sun Qian’s rare reaction, Qi Wen added from the side:

“Shanshan’s price is actually quite reasonable.”

“If you learn an instrument, it’s even more expensive.”

“Piano, violin, any of those easily cost five figures.”

“Only things like guitar and flute are slightly better, but they’re not cheap either.”

Faced with such astronomical figures, Sun Qian felt a headache coming on and turned to Zhu Hui, who was smiling.

“Huihui, your painting lessons shouldn’t be that expensive, right?”

“150 per session, three times a week, not including brushes, paper, and paint.”

Zhu Hui’s smiling response felt like a heavy hammer to Sun Qian, pounding her head.

Dazed, she let out an indignant cry.

“Isn’t there any art that’s not expensive?”

“There is.” Jiang Ning licked her popsicle and said with a grin:

“Whistling.”

“If you want to learn, I can teach you.”

She puckered her lips as she spoke.

But Sun Qian stuffed the other half of her popsicle into her mouth.

“Go to hell!”

Faced with the half popsicle offered to her, Miss Jiang, who was still hungry, happily bit into it, leaned back, and contentedly licked it.

After some more playful banter, Miss Jiang finished her three and a half popsicles.

Rubbing her slightly cold hands, she casually asked:

“Shanshan, what did your dad say about that channel?”

“Does it recognize Bel canto?”

Hearing this, Luo Shanshan’s face fell.

“It does recognize it, but the price doubles.”

“What?” Sun Qian, particularly sensitive to prices, asked directly:

“How much?”

In response, Luo Shanshan raised a finger.

“Ten thousand…”

This time, not only Sun Qian was shocked, but even Qi Wen and Zhu Hui, who understood the arts, were surprised.

Just for a connection?

And they dare to charge ten thousand?

“Shanshan, do you think your dad might have encountered a scammer?” Qi Wen asked bluntly.

Zhu Hui nodded in agreement, adding:

“Yeah, Shanshan.”

“The person teaching me painting is a teacher at Ningzhou Art Academy.”

“She once told me not to trust any so-called introducers.”

“Most of them are scammers.”

Miss Jiang agreed with this.

Even though she didn’t know much about the arts industry, she felt that the channel shouldn’t be worth that price.

Unless the person could guarantee Luo Shanshan’s admission to the school.

Otherwise…

However, in response to her friends’ doubts, Luo Shanshan shook her head.

“It’s real.”

“I heard that person is involved in music.”

“Called Master Lu…”

Hearing this name, Miss Jiang raised an eyebrow.

“What Lu?”

“The ‘lu’ as in ‘deer’…”

At this, Miss Jiang’s face broke into a knowing smile.

“Ha, he really is involved in music.”

—

After evening self-study.

Jiang Ning and Qi Wen walked hand in hand along the school’s tree-lined path.

Listening to the cicadas and stepping under the streetlights, they chatted as they walked.

At this moment, Miss Jiang felt her pocket vibrate.

She took out her phone.

Seeing the number, she answered it in front of Qi Wen without hesitation.

“Hello, Sister Liao Liao, what’s the news?”

On the other end of the line, sitting in front of a vanity mirror, Liao Liao put the call on speaker.

Then she picked up a bottle of cleansing oil and began to apply it to her face while saying:

“I asked around.”

“Master Lu indeed has a Music Class at Ningzhou Music Academy.”

“All students who pay and pass the interview can study in his class.”

“They can even work in his studio after graduation.”

Hearing this, Jiang Ning on the other end frowned.

Guaranteed job placement?

No, with so many students in a class, only a few could probably enter the studio.

Moreover, Miss Jiang keenly sensed some unusual terms.

She asked directly:

“What’s the difference from regular students?”

“There is one.”

“What is it?”

“They can’t get a diploma.”

Goodness.

Isn’t this just borrowing someone else’s resources?

Miss Jiang instantly understood Master Lu’s scheme.

While this tactic is rare in the future, in this era where the information industry isn’t developed, being able to place students in a university through other means is considered impressive by parents unaware of the trick.

Even if some parents questioned the lack of a diploma, Master Lu would use job placement promises to dispel their doubts.

As for whether the jobs would really be provided after graduation, they could either select the top-performing students or assign everyone to do menial tasks in the studio and then dismiss them after the internship.

This whole process could easily fool inexperienced parents.

And in the end, they would have no recourse.

In fact, even now, Jiang Ning felt that ordinary people couldn’t do much against Master Lu.

Should she just watch Luo Shanshan take such a path?

No.

Jiang Ning distinctly remembered that in her past life, Luo Shanshan followed the normal student route.

So why is it different this time…

Could it be that she changed the course?

For a moment, Miss Jiang didn’t know what to do.

She could only relay the entire situation to Liao Liao.

However, the other party chuckled softly.

“When you asked me about this, I had a hunch.”

“Don’t worry.”

“I can’t speak for other matters.”

“But as long as it’s related to the Entertainment Industry, your Sister Liao Liao’s name still holds some weight.”