Luo Xi's speech concluded, and a round of enthusiastic applause broke out.

Among all those who've been on stage before her, her speech was undoubtedly the most outstanding.

Whether in personal image or speaking skills, she was at least a cut above the rest.

She elevated her status by quoting famous sayings twice, blended in humor to engage the atmosphere, and even spoke on behalf of other candidates, showing her broad-mindedness.

As soon as she returned to her seat, a few girls eagerly chimed in with their praise.

"Ah Xi, you spoke so well!"

"I think the class president position is definitely yours!"

"No doubt about it, our Ah Xi is the best!"

"..."

Even though the girls from room 501 seemed outwardly bought over by Su Zelin, it was mostly all in jest.

Luo Xi smiled faintly, very satisfied with her performance.

At this moment, Su Zelin also stood up.

He was another hot contender for class officer.

But actually, no one really knew if the slacker wanted to be a class officer, as he had never revealed his intentions.

Still, everyone was looking forward to it.

As long as he was willing, he could rally immediate support.

"Zelin's going up to speak!"

"Phew, that's great. I was worried Zelin didn't want to be a class officer."

"You guys don't go picking favorites later, make sure to cast your first vote for Brother Lin!"

"Absolutely, with him as class president backing us, who's going to mess with our Finance Class 1?"

"..."

Su Zelin hadn't even started his speech, and the crowd was already invigorated.

This was popularity, this was what it means to have public support.

But everyone was quite curious, wondering how the slacker would deliver a speech to tackle such a strong opponent as Luo Xi.

When he got to the podium, Su Zelin cleared his throat and said, "Let's not beat around the bush, I want to be the class president!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

The class advisor Yao Hui couldn't help but smile too.

This was a typical Su Zelin speech, straightforward with no frills, diving straight to the point, just like his self-introduction at the last class meeting.

But with just one sentence, he had stirred up the atmosphere and aroused anticipation in everyone's hearts.

An overused famous quote like Napoleon's "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier" was definitely too cliché for the slacker to start with.

Luo Xi's expression suddenly became serious.

She couldn't understand why this guy's words always had such a great effect.

In modern terms, he really knows how to put on a show.

Even though she'd thrown in some humor earlier too, it felt like they weren't on the same level at all.

"I know my grades aren't all that great..."

As soon as he said this, laughter erupted once more.

Actually, the slacker was telling the truth.

But everyone found it quite amusing hearing this from a top scorer in the English section of the college entrance exam.

It was like when Old Ma said, "I'm not interested in money," or Brother Dong's "I don't know if my wife is beautiful."

Showing off in a seemingly effortless way.

"I also know I'm not exactly a good student, and sometimes even get into fights."

For anyone else, saying this would mean kissing the class president position goodbye.

However, after a few seconds of silence, there was a thunderous round of applause.

That fight, he actually didn't have to get involved in!

But he resolutely stood up for a boy being bullied by upperclassman athletes.

At that time, he hadn't even known the boy for a month, and they weren't even dorm mates!

This wasn't about being a troublemaker, it was about loyalty and responsibility!

Liu Yanbin clapped so vigorously his hands were almost worn out.

If it weren't for Su Zelin standing up for him, he would have had to bear the humiliation, or might have even been forced to leave his senior.

Su Zelin then slowly continued, "I don't really have any strengths, just a smooth tongue..."

Once again, the applause switched to roaring laughter.

Especially the girls, many of them laughed until they were shaking.

Because they had all witnessed the sharpness of the women's federation director's tongue.

It wasn't just smooth; it could make one feel both alive and dead at the same time.

"..."

Every time Su Zelin spoke, it almost incited either uproarious laughter or continuous applause from the crowd below.

Yao Hui nodded continuously while listening.

Even at the first class meeting, she noticed that this special boy in the class had an exceptionally strong knack for controlling others' emotions.

He didn't need to lecture you with long-winded speeches; a simple phrase would suffice to achieve the best effect.

This was the art of language!

The best speeches don't come from a pile of eloquent words and verbose talk, but from being able to stir others with the fewest words.

Just like those famous phrases from future big shots, "I'm not interested in money," "Set a small goal first," it's the same principle.

In real life, there's not always a stage for you to give long speeches to promote yourself to others.

Often, you have to find opportunities in a crowd, seize fleeting chances to capture attention.

That's when the power of a refined art of language comes into play, immediately making you the focus in others' eyes.

You might think you're delivering a grand and lofty speech, but in fact, others might find it stiff and uninteresting, and they might not have the patience to listen.

But someone who masters this art of saying a lot with less, just by opening their mouth to speak a sentence, might have all eyes on them.

Earlier, Luo Xi's speech was indeed quite graceful and attractive, inspired by Su Zelin's humor from the last class meeting's self-introduction, but that's all there was to it, she ultimately couldn't completely break free from the stereotypical thinking of high school students.

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