Chapter 387 Lin Zhengran, Do You Like Me Even a Little? - Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten

Chapter 387 Lin Zhengran, Do You Like Me Even a Little? Han Wenwen perked up completely, saying, "From today, I have to be on constant alert. Things can't continue like this." He Qing added, "The scene has completely turned into Jiang Qian's domain..." After Jiang Qian finished her song, she set down the microphone and stood up, her gaze returning to Lin Zhengran just as it had been before she sang. Surprisingly, she directed a smile at him. "If you can sing better than I do again, next year’s president position is yours, Lin Zhengran." Jiang Qian’s smile delighted the crowd. Not to mention the seniors, even the freshmen who regularly attended classes with her had never seen Jiang Qian smile, including the student council members. This smile pushed the atmosphere to its peak, causing the three younger students with Jiang Jingshi to panic. Facing this smile, Lin Zhengran could only respond with a slight curve of his lips. "Then I've already won." Although Jiang Qian had lost the previous four rounds of competitions, Lin Zhengran observed that compared to high school, she had improved drastically in every aspect during her university years. She was relentless, never stopping in her quest to learn. The student council president competition concluded unsurprisingly with Lin Zhengran's victory. The current student council president, Jiang Qian, honored her promise to temporarily serve as the president's secretary and follow Lin Zhengran’s lead. From now on, Lin Zhengran could begin working in the student council president's office, formally taking over after participating in next year’s election. Of course, the so-called presidential election next year was just a formality. Just like now, the moment Lin Zhengran won today, the position was already his for next year. The students at Qingbei University fully acknowledged his presidency. After all, after witnessing the five competitions, Lin Zhengran seemed almost superhuman, far surpassing the average student. A true genius among geniuses; competing for the presidency with him was unnecessary. The time could be better spent making instant noodles since simply put, there was no competing with him. After securing an identity that allowed her to reasonably approach Lin Zhengran, Jiang Qian no longer stayed in a semi-disappeared state. Instead, on entering the campus, she was by Lin Zhengran's side constantly, offering various small services. Carrying things for him, asking what he’d like to eat or drink. Even in class, she sat very close to Lin Zhengran. In name, it was the secretary’s duty. But the truth? Everyone knew her intentions; she had been waiting for this day for ages. Not even the three younger students could shoo her away. Two days later, in the student council president's large office. Lin Zhengran had been there for two days, gradually getting familiar with every aspect of the office. He Qing, Han Wenwen, and Jiang Xueli joined the student council, easily taking on roles as secretary, recorder, and supervisory department head, respectively. Yes, Lin Zhengran now had two secretaries, one being Jiang Qian, the other Han Wenwen. Early one morning, Han Wenwen opened the office door, carrying a can of tea leaves, and approached Lin Zhengran’s desk to open the tea box. She brewed him a fresh cup. "Brother Zhengran, have a taste of the newly arrived tea leaves. I got the link from Sister Pan. It’s very authentic." Lin Zhengran, gazing at some student council documents, thanked her. On the other side, Jiang Qian also opened her tea leaves, brewing a cup for Lin Zhengran. She had particularly learned how to do it. "President, please try some." Lin Zhengran blinked, as did Han Wenwen. "You don't have to brew two cups. One is enough for me," Lin Zhengran reminded them. Han Wenwen smiled sweetly, "Jiang Qian, I can take care of Brother Zhengran. You can see to other matters." Jiang Qian, expressionless, stood by Lin Zhengran, gazing at Han Wenwen: "The secretary's work mainly consists of these tasks. I don't have anything else urgent." Han Wenwen, with a hint of slyness in her eyes, replied: "But if that's the case, then our roles overlap quite a bit." Jiang Qian inquired, "True, so I'm curious. Since I initially said I’d be Lin Zhengran’s secretary, why, Han Wenwen, did you join the student council as a secretary too? Why not take on another role?" Han Wenwen asserted: "Because I joined the student council for Brother Zhengran. The secretary position was something Brother Zhengran promised me. I think, Jiang Qian, you could take on another job. After all, Brother Zhengran hasn't strictly required you to be a secretary, right, Brother Zhengran?" On the sofa, He Qing, Jiang Xueli, and Fang Meng sat while familiarizing themselves with student council work. Upon hearing this, they all looked up, with Jiang Xueli adding haughtily: "Jiang Qian, we know your real objective as a secretary. Now that you've succeeded, maybe it's time for a change. We can't get rid of you, and honestly, when it comes to attending to others, Wenwen is indeed better, as you've never done it yourself, right?" Jiang Xueli thought to herself, it’s time to switch. Jiang Qian being glued to Zhengran daily prevented them from having many conversations. At that moment, Lin Zhengran looked up and addressed Jiang Qian: “After Shen Xia left, her vice-president position became vacant. Why don’t you take that role instead? I agree that Wenwen can handle being the secretary.” Jiang Qian looked down at Lin Zhengran, locking eyes with him. She glanced at the tea she brewed and compared it to the tea Han Wenwen brewed. Despite learning professionally, Jiang Qian reluctantly admitted she still fell short in matters of caring for others compared to Han Wenwen. Her lips parted slightly, and after a brief moment, she replied, “Alright... it’s up to you. I’ll switch to vice-president and file the application.” With that, she left the student council president's office. As Jiang Qian departed, the three younger students alongside Fang Meng stared curiously at her retreating figure. “Was it really that easy for her to stop being a secretary?” Jiang Xueli asked, puzzled. He Qing was similarly bewildered, “I didn’t expect her to agree so quickly, having planned for so long just to stick by Lin Zhengran.” Fang Meng furrowed her brow, “Qian Qian…” Lin Zhengran also watched Jiang Qian leave, his fingers gently curling. The dusk painted the school in a crimson hue as Jiang Qian sat on a step, idle with an application form in hand, gazing at the sky. The sudden sound of footsteps nearby startled her. Upon seeing who it was, Jiang Qian was genuinely surprised: “What brings you here?” Lin Zhengran approached slowly and stood beside her. “I noticed something was off, so I came to check on you.” Jiang Qian’s cheeks reddened slightly, returning her gaze to the sky. "Thanks, but I’m surprised those three let you come see me alone." “They don’t follow me 24/7. For instance, I still use the restroom alone.” “That’s true. Still, what did you want to tell me? I’ve already applied for the vice-president position. I won’t be the secretary starting tomorrow. Though I can still be with you daily, it won’t be like a secretary’s constant presence.” Lin Zhengran chuckled lightly, “If I may, you weren’t cut out for being a secretary in the first place. Vice-president suits you better, and thanks for the other day.” He sat next to Jiang Qian, “Thank you for helping me become president.” Jiang Qian replied gently, “It’s nothing. You always achieve what you set out to do. My involvement only sped things up a bit.” “True, but you went to great lengths for Shen Xia to give you the president’s spot, right?” Jiang Qian smiled, “Not really. Being near you every day makes it all worthwhile. Yet, there’s one thing I can't quite figure out.” “What is it?” “It’s how exactly to make you like me. After being your secretary and being around you constantly these past two days, it felt nice, but have I really grown closer to you? Everything seems different yet unchanged. With Xiaomeng's investigation wrapping up and my plan realized, what comes next is unclear.” She turned to Lin Zhengran, her clear eyes unexpectedly reddening: “Lin Zhengran, I want to know, after everything I’ve done, do you feel even a little something for me? Even if it’s just a bit, Lin Zhengran, do you like me a little?” Lin Zhengran looked into Jiang Qian’s earnest eyes, didn’t hesitate for long, and replied with a smile, “I have for a while, actually.” Jiang Qian’s pupils dilated slightly, hardly believing her ears. “What…” (End of the chapter.)