A woman's voice took over the microphone; it was Luo Xi's mother, Mo Wanlan.

"Mom, this guy is quite strange. On the surface, he's always making jokes and never serious, yet he gets along well with everyone in the class, both boys and girls."

At this point, Luo Xi suddenly remembered something and added, "Also, when he talks, he kind of sounds like Dad?"

"What do you mean he sounds like your dad?"

Mo Wanlan was taken aback; her daughter's words were a bit baffling.

"It's like he doesn't say much, but somehow he always manages to immediately grab people's attention."

Luo Xi explained simply.

"How could that be possible? No college student could speak at your dad's level!"

Granny Luo naturally didn't believe it.

Her husband was a high-ranking official in the finance department, known for his mastery of the art of diplomacy and eloquence. Comparing any male student from her daughter's class to him seemed far-fetched.

Luo Jingxian, however, got a bit interested: "Daughter, tell me about the election tonight, and how did he deliver his speech!"

"Okay, Dad!"

Luo Xi recounted the process of tonight's election to her parents in detail.

After listening, Luo Jingxian fell into silence and after a while said: "Daughter, there's no shame in losing to him! This guy really understands how to grasp others' psyche, and besides that, he also has quite the skillful art of language!"

"Art of language?"

Luo Xi was surprised.

"That's right, it's a very important personal skill. You must know, in daily life, there won't always be a stage for you to express yourself freely. Often, you need to capture people's attention with just a few words, and this guy is obviously skilled at it!"

As a leader in the finance department, Luo Jingxian well understood the importance of concise and to-the-point communication.

However, usually, only those worldly-wise and sophisticated individuals master such a skill.

Finding it in a university freshman was quite surprising to Luo Jingxian.

From Luo Xi's recount of the other party's speech, it was evident that this person was very seasoned; his speech seemed devoid of any unnecessary words, each one hitting the mark, achieving a greater effect than a thousand-word script.

Luo Xi was amazed.

Her dad usually didn't praise others easily; she didn't expect him to hold Su Zelin in such high regard!

It seemed that this person truly had something special!

Luo Jingxian said earnestly, "Daughter, sometimes losing isn't a bad thing. Only through failure can you better recognize your shortcomings. There's much you can learn from this fellow!"

"Got it, Dad!"

...

Meanwhile, in the boys' dormitory, Su Zelin had just returned to room 302 when his phone rang; it was from Lu Haoran's dorm number.

"Hey, Haoran!"

"Zelin, I have something to tell you!"

Lu Haoran's voice was full of excitement and joy.

Ever since coming to the technical university, even with new roommates and friends, a troublemaker like Haoran remained a true companion to a straightforward person; all good news was shared with him first.

"Oh, sounds like good news, what, did you and Xiaoyanzi make it to first base?"

Su Zelin asked offhandedly.

"First base?"

The little buddy asked naively.

"Holding hands is first base, kissing is second base, making love is a home run. You're not aware of that?"

"Uh, Zelin, no way, what are you thinking about? It's got nothing to do with Xiaoyanzi. I became the dorm head!"

Lu Haoran chuckled.

Unlike Old Feng, who was obsessed with positions, taking the role of dorm head was Haoran's first step in honing himself, so the little buddy was quite happy.

"Really, then congratulations!"

"Zelin, I don't think we should goof off through university anymore. Apart from studying, we should get involved in some activities, training ourselves early will be advantageous once we step into society. That's why I think you should also try your hand at being a dorm head or something; with your eloquence and social skills, you surely can do it!"

"I'm not interested in being a dorm head, but I did manage to get another position."

"What position?"

"Class president."

"Cla... Cla... Class President!!!???"

The little buddy was dumbstruck.

He could envision Su Zelin in many roles.

Little rich guy, love guru, campus boss...

But he never imagined any connection between Su Zelin and being a class president.

Inform any former classmate from senior class 2, and they definitely wouldn't believe it.

First of all, the capability issue; the buddy was just a loafer, while class president was a role that significantly tested personal abilities.

Besides, the buddy cherished freedom, shunned constraints, and disliked meddling in affairs; he naturally had little interest in class committee roles.

"No way, Zelin, you're joking, right?"

Lu Haoran asked tentatively.

Before Su Zelin could respond, a boy from another dorm walked in: "Class president, can I use your computer to check if there are any QQ messages?"

"Go ahead, I'm not using it right now."

"Alright, thanks, class president!"

After finishing the conversation with the boy, Su Zelin returned to the topic, "Haoran, what did you just say?"

The straightforward guy: "..."

"Zelin, you really became the class president!"

Lu Haoran's voice was filled with shock; he heard the address the boy used for Su Zelin through the microphone as well.

"What's the big deal? It's just being a class president."

Su Zelin shrugged.

To him, it was just a piece of cake.

"Zelin, how did you do it?"

"After coming to university, I realized the people around are really outstanding, full of hidden talents. Especially those running for class committee positions; many had been class presidents, study committee members, or course representatives before. Each one was so confident and articulate that I initially thought of running for a class committee too, but seeing their excellence, I lost the courage to give a speech!"

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