Extra Story: Afterword — Student Council Members

Yancheng Private International Academy.

This is a prestigious aristocratic institution with a long and storied history.

Although the feudal aristocracy has long since faded into the river of time, those who walk these halls today are still predominantly the favored children of heaven—scions of wealthy, powerful families from across the globe, shouldering the destinies of nations.

As for the existence capable of commanding such elites?

They are certainly no ordinary mortals!

The new semester had begun, and the opening ceremony was imminent.

"Look! Quick! It's the Student Council President and the Vice President!"

A girl let out a high-pitched shout.

Instantly, countless gazes shifted in that direction.

At the end of the broad, tree-lined avenue, a young man and woman approached arm in arm.

Their steps were synchronized, their minds seemingly connected. Without a word spoken, an intimidating majesty radiated from them—a natural-born talent for command, the aura of superiors standing at the pinnacle of the academy.

In this moment, everything around them seemed to freeze; time and space lost their meaning. All that remained was their steady approach, the sound of their footsteps echoing clearly in everyone's ears.

"So handsome!" someone whispered with a sigh.

One remark triggered a wave of agreement.

"Who is this President?"

"You're a newly enrolled freshman, right?"

"Then let me introduce you properly. This man, with the status of a mere commoner, conquered all these geniuses solely through his charisma. He won the support of 85% of the student body to become the 23rd Student Council President of Yancheng Private. He is hailed as the chosen one, possessing both literary and martial prowess—a perfect existence hard to find in a thousand years."

"Hiss—"

The sounds of sharp inhales rose and fell among the freshman group.

"This term's President is actually a commoner?"

"How is that possible..."

"Nothing is impossible!"

Another senior girl looked agitated, her expression becoming more radiant as she spoke. "Our President is just that kind of person! He has won everyone's respect and recognition! As his follower, I feel deeply proud!"

"Ah! President... why are you so captivating!"

She let out an uncontrolled scream.

At this, even the senior girls passing by couldn't help but blush slightly, looking at the President with eyes full of intoxicated infatuation.

"These seniors are all prominent figures; why are they acting like love-struck fools right now?"

A freshman hiding in the distance watched the Student Council President, filled with doubt, and couldn't resist leaning in for a closer look.

Fine, he admitted the guy was more handsome, had more class, was taller, was... well, beat him in every aspect.

But surely it didn't warrant such a loss of composure from these seniors, right?

With such curiosity and doubt, the freshman finally got close enough to see their faces clearly. In that instant, he stood as if struck by lightning, muttering, "The one beside him is actually the eldest miss of the Ji family? The legendary eldest miss of the Ji family? Has the world gone this mad?"

The most noble person in the world was willing to stoop to assist a commoner?

He covered his mouth with his hand, unable to believe it.

That's right, the Executive Vice President was none other than—Ji Qingyi.

Just then, the two walked past him.

The Student Council President looked straight ahead, his pace composed.

Ji Qingyi, meanwhile, was noble, elegant, and impeccable.

The next second, Ji Qingyi shot him a glance. Just one glance—merely a single glance—and he was trembling all over, cold sweat pouring down.

Did she notice my disrespect toward the President?

She won't have me sunk into Yancheng Bay later, will she?

Just then—

After the pair had left,

Another figure approached from a different direction.

The newcomer seemed to come with her own background scenery, her whole body radiating dazzling special effects that caused all the freshmen to lose their focus.

"Is there really such a beautiful person in the world?"

"One of the Student Council Vice Presidents, Gu Ruoxue."

Someone whispered an explanation beside him.

"One of the Vice Presidents... Gu Ruoxue?"

The freshman was slightly stunned, his breathing slowing by half a beat. Even with his shallow experience, he had heard people chewing over Gu Ruoxue's great name long before enrolling. She was known as the most beautiful in the school... no, in all of the Yan Kingdom... no, the whole world... no, the entire universe!

And it wasn't a common beauty; it was a pure beauty, clear from the inside out, condensing all the beauty in the world.

There were even sworn records in the academy's unofficial history claiming that when the Trisolarans crossed light-years to invade, they weren't coveting Earth's resources at all—they were purely lusting after her earth-shattering beauty.

Even though Gu Ruoxue had already left, the crowd of onlookers didn't diminish; instead, it grew. Because this corridor was a necessary path for Student Council members, many freshmen waited here specifically to catch an early glimpse of their elegance.

Gradually, another figure walked over.

Unlike the eye-catching grace of the previous three, she exuded a vigorous, youthful vitality from head to toe. She was as pure as the clearest frame in a memory of first love, yet her eyes hid a hint of playfulness unique to a young girl. Her gestures were full of inadvertent, bright energy, making people want to get close to her.

Her dignified short hair paired with black over-the-knee socks rendered the girl's youthful and bright charm just right.

"Who is this?"

Someone murmured a question.

"It's the Student Council Secretary General—Liu Qingyue."

"Secretary General? This vibe doesn't fit, does it?"

"Yeah, shouldn't a secretary be rigid and serious? Why does this Secretary General look so... girlish?"

"Actually, it's not just you freshmen who are confused; many older students are puzzled too. This person has looks instead of status, looks instead of ability—she's practically the living definition of someone who slept her way to the top."

A female senior voiced a reminder.

"Hiss, putting it that way, I understand."

"Could she be the President's first love?"

"Shh~ keep it down, she's coming over!"

Consequently, the female freshmen beside the female senior held their breath.

They saw Liu Qingyue lose her initial brightness. She lowered her eyelashes, revealing a pitiful look of grievance, her fingertips gently twisting the hem of her skirt as if she had just heard their discussion.

"You people really deserve to die. Look at your disgusting faces. Is the first thing you do upon entering the school gates to fabricate gossip about Student Council members?"

A simping senior couldn't stand it and immediately shouted a rebuke.

The freshmen's faces instantly turned pale, terrified that the seniors would hold a grudge and end their student lives before they even began.

The female senior who had started the slander immediately led the group of freshmen in bowing their heads repeatedly in apology. Only then did Liu Qingyue slightly raise the corners of her mouth, revealing shallow dimples, as if she had forgiven them.

"She's so nice; she actually forgave us just like that."

Among the freshmen, someone murmured obsessively.

Liu Qingyue said nothing, walking away with light steps, her back looking calm and undisturbed. But in those beautiful eyes, dark schemes were hidden. She had already etched the faces of those girls into her heart, just waiting for a boring day in the future to use them for amusement.

Following that, several more figures arrived one after another.

For example:

The Head of the Discipline Department, Hoshino Mirai, and the Deputy Head, Zhao Yan.

There was also the Deputy Head of the Study Department, Xu Tianyi.

And the Head of the Accounting Department, Ling Ning.

Finally, the Student Council Clerk, Si Jing.

With Si Jing's entrance, her background and unparalleled beauty once again left the freshmen shocked beyond words.

Si Jing, cold and frosty as ever, ignored the gawking freshmen. She cut through the crowd and departed with elegance.

"Let me tell you something juicy!" As soon as she was out of earshot, an upperclassman immediately started filling the freshmen in. "Si Jing used to be terrifyingly gloomy. She gave off this eerie, 'stay away from me' vibe. You'd literally shiver just walking past her."

"Exactly! The turning point was at a gala last year," another upperclassman chimed in impatiently, stealing the spotlight. "She was completely captivated by the President's charisma that night. She didn't just leave her gloomy past behind; she became his most loyal supporter."

"Hiss—"

"This year's Student Council lineup is insane, isn't it?"

"With two heiresses from massive conglomerates as assistants, and the other members being just as impressive... it's practically the most star-studded lineup in history!"

The freshmen couldn't help but gasp in admiration.

"Huh? Wait, didn't the Student Council have three Vice Presidents?" someone suddenly realized and asked in confusion.

The crowd fell silent for a few seconds.

"Yeah, I remember there being three, too."

Finally, one upperclassman spoke up hesitantly, "But... that last Vice President? She doesn't really... show her face much."

"Doesn't show her face?" The freshmen grew even more curious.

The upperclassman hesitated. "I haven't seen her many times either, but I get the feeling she's very close to the President. And... the way she carries herself, her aura, it's different from everyone else."

"Different how?" The freshmen pressed him so hard he began to stammer.

The upperclassman thought for a moment before finally answering, "I remember she's incredibly elusive. She rarely appears, but when she does, she brings this silent presence with her. Even though she's a Vice President, it's like everyone tends to overlook her. Her expression is always indifferent, almost emotionless, yet somehow... you get the feeling that the President is the only person in her eyes!"

Hearing this, the freshmen were even more intrigued. "What does she look like?"

The upperclassman opened and closed his mouth, struggling to recall.

"I had the honor of meeting her once and speaking with her. She... she's beautiful. The kind of beauty that really grows on you."

Just then, a senior girl appeared at the back of the crowd at the perfect moment, casually tossing out a comment. "And her temperament is like a lotus flower—a quiet, blooming beauty."

"So, Senior, what's her name?"

"The Third Power!"

"Huh? Ha!" The freshmen were silent for a second or two before bursting into laughter. "Who on earth is named 'The Third Power'?"

"I remember one day I went to the Student Council room to submit a report. I found the President buried in work, looking completely overwhelmed. He couldn't even spare a moment to drink water. His jaw was set tight, and he looked like he was dealing with some impossible problem."

"Then what?"

"Then I heard the President shout out in joy: 'The Third Power!'"

"And then?"

"And then this Vice President just suddenly appeared!"

"And finally?"

"The Vice President appeared without a sound and handed the President a cup of hot tea with her own hands. They were standing so close. When the President took the cup, he looked up and smiled at her. That smile, mirroring her own faint smile, showed an unspoken, touching chemistry."

The senior girl smiled wistfully as she finished, but then she sighed. "It's a pity. Ever since then, I've never seen such a harmonious scene between the two of them when I've visited the Student Council."

"Did something happen between them?" the freshmen pressed.

The senior shook her head blankly. "I don't know."

The freshmen sighed as well, feeling a mix of regret and curiosity.

"Her name is Li Guanqi. She used to be the President's classmate."

There is never a shortage of well-informed people in a crowd; this time, it was a senior named Wang Guancong, who 'wished to remain anonymous,' speaking up at just the right moment.

"'Used to'?" The freshmen were even more curious now, peppering him with questions. "Classmate?"

"The President skipped a grade."

"Oh, I see."

"So the President is a scumbag who loves 'em and leaves 'em?"

"Hey! Watch your language!"

Another student, Gao Ye, who also 'wished to remain anonymous,' shouted sternly, "This has nothing to do with Class 2-2! We haven't been here long. It pains me to hear such rumors discussing internal Student Council affairs behind their backs. However, considering they are freshmen and first-time offenders, perhaps they are just ignorant and joking around. I deeply detest what just happened! Class 2-2 was absolutely not involved and will not have any contact with these freshmen. I hereby solemnly declare this!"

Gao Ye's righteous stance made the freshmen feel incredibly ashamed. They quickly promised not to gossip about the Student Council anymore and actively offered to write apology letters for their mistake.

"That's right! The Student President is no heartless two-timer!"

A senior named Chai Hao, also 'hiding his identity' in the crowd, stepped forward to correct the freshmen's misconceptions.

"Which class is this Vice President Li Guanqi in?"

"I think she's also in Class 2-2."

"Case closed, then."

"What case?"

"Those seniors are obviously sticking up for the Vice President!"

"Shut up, the three of you!"

Just then, an adorable senior girl and a radiant blonde girl appeared, glaring fiercely at the three boys.

"Holy crap! It's Xuanying and Senior Cornelia!"

"Run!"

"Ouch! Wait for me!"

The trio vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

This little interlude sent the crowd into fits of laughter, filling the hallway with a cheerful atmosphere. Once things calmed down, people started discussing the Student Council again.

"Have you guys noticed something strange?"

"What?"

"The executive board is made up entirely of beautiful girls!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, silence fell again.

The freshmen were stunned into silence for a few seconds.

The next second—

Everyone's eyes turned in unison toward the Student Council room, their gazes a mix of respect, envy, and longing.

It was called the Student Council, but in reality, it was a Harem Council.