Blaze Vanguard

Shen Nian applied a little face cream, his two large hands mischievously rubbing Xia Yanchun's face, kneading the young girl's pale cheeks into various shapes.

So fun to pinch.

Xia Yanchun just stood there. This guy had even tweaked her nose just now, seemingly getting carried away with his playing.

She didn't make a sound; Xia Yanchun couldn't be bothered to scold him.

They bought some breakfast and went to school together.

Everyone in the class was wearing their own clothes. The weather was too cold, and the school couldn't forcefully require everyone to wear school uniforms. If they demanded students wear such thin uniforms just to look neat and pleasing to the eye, the internet would blow it out of proportion, and the school would suffer an unknown amount of infamy.

The better the school, the more it valued its reputation.

Shen Nian only had a few outfits that he wore back and forth. Right now, he especially liked the one Xia Yanchun had picked out for him. It was comfortable and good-looking, with a lot of layered texture. Just casually pairing it with dark trousers made him look like he really knew how to dress.

During morning study hall, Su Kexi had arrived early to manage discipline in the class. She mentioned some points to pay attention to, kept an eye on the time, and when the moment came, she had Xia Yanchun go up to lead the class. Holding the sign, Xia Yanchun led the class down to the sports field.

Today was the 100-Day Pledge Rally. Perhaps considering that the TV station would be coming, nice-looking banners were erected next to the stage. There was even a wooden host's podium, and next to it were the seats for the leadership.

Without the freshmen and sophomores, the entire senior class stood in the front rows. Shen Nian stood on his tiptoes and took a peek, silently complaining that this 100-Day Pledge Rally was quite the grand spectacle.

Even the deputy director of the education bureau had come. If that was the case, the director was probably over at First High School.

With so many leaders, Shen Nian didn't even dare to imagine how long they would be babbling on later. He was definitely going to be standing until his legs went soft.

His vision blurred slightly, and a system quest abruptly appeared in front of Shen Nian.

Triggered Side Quest: Pre-Battle Mobilization

A great battle is imminent, and you stand on a united front with countless adventurers. You all need a clear guide. Everyone trusts the prestigious you. Please act as a leader and give the adventurers participating in the great battle some encouragement and courage.

Reward: 5000 Gold Coins, Title: Flame Vanguard (Charm +2)

Awesome, a system quest!

Shen Nian grinned; the system really knew how to submit to circumstances.

According to the description in the system text, the so-called system requirement corresponded exactly to this 100-Day Pledge Rally.

Weren't these high school seniors below just adventurers like himself, only maybe not as formidable?

Great, great, great.

Shen Nian looked at the rewards again, directly skipping over the five thousand bucks. As for the title, as soon as he saw it was two points of charm, Shen Nian's excitement sharply decreased.

Adding so much charm didn't seem to make any girls fall for him, and nobody was even looking for him on the confession wall. What was the point of adding it?

Could it be that the charm stat was actually on a hundred-point scale?

That would explain why the added charm points hadn't made him feel any significant changes.

But compared to that, Shen Nian still felt that the theory of him being born with max charm was more credible.

What, you can have innate full spirit power but not innate full charm?

Shen Nian scratched his face. He could only say it wasn't very useful, but he definitely wouldn't turn it down.

Noticing Su Kexi walking towards him, Shen Nian quickly snapped back to reality.

Shen Nian, go wait backstage first. Did you bring your speech? Su Kexi poked Shen Nian's shoulder from behind. You shouldn't have forgotten it, right? If you did, it's okay, I have a copy here.

Teacher, I brought it. Shen Nian patted his pocket; the speech was resting inside.

Oh.

Su Kexi's expression didn't change, but she felt a sense of pity in her heart.

She had brought a backup just in case. If Shen Nian had forgotten his, she could have brought it to him, and Shen Nian would have definitely marvelled in his heart, 'Wow, Ms. Su is so reliable, I love it.'

Now there was no chance to farm affection points.

Shen Nian slipped away, winding around the edge of the crowd to the back of the podium. There were quite a few people here, even some freshmen and sophomores, though it looked like they were here to help move tables and chairs.

There were also a few teachers whispering among themselves, and Shen Nian spotted an old acquaintance at a glance.

Wasn't this the glasses uncle?

Shen Nian, come here. The glasses uncle had clearly noticed Shen Nian too and waved him over.

What's up, Teacher? Craving fish?

Shen Nian had already caught the fish for him and stored them in the river. If he wanted to eat them, he could go fish them out himself.

I am a bit, actually, but now is not the time to talk about that. The glasses uncle cleared his throat and said seriously, You'll be up on stage right after the principal finishes speaking. Did you bring your speech?

Brought it, brought it.

When you get on stage later, just read it according to your own feelings. You don't have to be overly emotional, and don't be nervous. Adjust your emotions now.

Got it.

Shen Nian pretended to take a deep breath.

Going on stage to read a speech was no big deal. It was the same during the parent-teacher meeting; he thought he would be nervous, but it was actually just okay.

A little 100-Day Pledge Rally was something he could handle.

Thanks for the reminder, Teacher. I'll send you two fish later.

A look of joy crossed the glasses uncle's face, but he quickly restrained it. It wasn't proper for a teacher to accept things from a student, at least not openly. It was better to do a trade.

Meeting at the wet market later, handing over the money with one hand and the goods with the other, was the correct way.

The leadership speeches had already begun. First, a leader introduced the people on the stage one by one, followed by a speech from the deputy director of the education bureau, and then the principal, who poured out a lot of inspiring words without even using a script.

It would be his turn soon. He wondered if his parents and aunt and uncle could see him...

To find truly great men, we must look to the present. I wish all students a bright future...

After the principal finished speaking, the host guided the conversation toward the student representative.

Shen Nian went on stage at the right moment. After the host finished, he stood in the host's spot and adjusted the microphone.

Looking out, clusters of heads were bobbing, people whispering and chattering.

So this was what it felt like to be a student representative.

Respected leaders, teachers, and fellow students, good morning everyone. On such an important day today...

...

In the town.

Chen Minyue and Shen Shi were still at home, squatting in front of the TV. When the content on the TV switched to Cinan Second High School, both of them got excited.

It's coming, it's coming!

The principal was still blabbering, and Chen Minyue grew a bit impatient. Why isn't he hurrying up? This Old Geezer (Laobusi) is talking so much, our Shen Nian's legs will get tired from standing.

He's here, he's here! Shen Shi pointed at Shen Nian on the TV excitedly.

A live TV broadcast, and as the student representative to boot. This was too promising.

Shen Shi felt his face glowing with pride. He already wanted to find his friends for tea and casually mention that his Shen Nian had been on TV.

If someone could resist bragging to their tea buddies about something like this, Shen Shi would believe they had successfully quit drugs.

Seeing Shen Nian standing straight in front of the host's podium, tall and with a calm expression, Chen Minyue smiled so widely she couldn't close her mouth.

The camera angle jumped, and she accidentally cursed the director a dozen times.

The more she looked at Shen Nian, the more pleasing he was to the eye.

Both of her children were so amazing.

Chen Minyue narrowed her eyes, seemingly lost in happiness.

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