novelhk Chapter 632 A Fair Contest
Chapter 632 A Fair Contest
"Then I don't want other people's spots, I just want my own three jin of flour, weigh it out for me."
As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she tossed the flour bag to Lu Wenmen, the class's life committee member.
"The process is complete, and the weight is accurate. You can't just say you want it and then say you don't."
The class monitor, Lu Wenmen, spoke calmly, but could not hide his fatigue and irritability.
"what happened?"
Class monitor Liu Ziqi squeezed past the onlookers and stepped forward to ask.
"The class monitor, Lu Wenmen, seemed to be exceptionally generous with the amount of flour given to the first five students, with the weight always sliding up to a high level. In the end, Zhan Mengyan discovered that the original 15 jin of flour was only 13 jin, which was a small gap, but it felt like a crack had appeared on the foundation of trust."
When Xu Xiaqing spoke, she crossed one arm over her chest and pinched her chin with the other.
"Xu Xiaqing, which eye of yours saw that I weighed the first five students too much? I treat everyone equally. My scale is a fair scale. Don't join in the commotion. You don't even know how to distinguish between white and black powder, so go stand aside."
As the class monitor, Lu Wenmen, spoke, he glared angrily at Xu Xiaqing. Xu Xiaqing pouted at Lu Wenmen, "It's not fair, and I can't even say anything, hmph..."
“My measurements are wrong.” Zhan Mengyan pointed to her flour sack, her gaze sharp as a knife. “Please weigh it again.”
The class monitor, Lu Wenmen, frowned, glanced at the notebook in his eyes, and retorted in a cold tone, "The order has been set, how can it be changed?! The quotas have already been allocated, and you are the last five. How do you want them allocated? You will have to bear the consequences of any extras." His refusal was not stubbornness, but a final adherence to principles.
Zhan Mengyan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and her voice rose slightly: "This isn't extra, it's short! Even if you weigh the whole bag of flour together, it won't be enough for me. The first five people received too much, so mine was shortchanged!"
Zhan Mengyan's accusations were like pebbles thrown into a lake.
"Zhan Mengyan, don't talk nonsense!" Lu Wenmen, the class monitor, interrupted Zhan Mengyan, his forehead veins bulging slightly. "The three jin per person is based on the total distribution. Who gets more or less is recorded in the accounts. I'm trying to be fair and distribute it according to the rules. You yourself didn't understand the rules."
"Rules?" Zhan Mengyan sneered, pointing her finger directly at Lu Wenmen, the class's life committee member. "But when you distributed them to other students, they were all tall and weighed properly. Why did it change when it came to me? Why didn't you weigh them for me? You started piling them up."
Some of the surrounding classmates whispered, "Zhan Mengyan is really serious." Others scoffed, "This is unfair to begin with. Everyone has their own ulterior motives."
The students started discussing it amongst themselves, some clapping and agreeing with Zhan Mengyan, "They really should be weighed again!" Others, however, accused her, "You're just causing trouble!"
The argument simmered in the air, the classroom atmosphere growing increasingly tense. Zhan Mengyan insisted on re-verifying the procedure, while the class monitor, Lu Wenmen, defended its integrity. Their disagreement was like a spark, igniting an already simmering conflict.
The surrounding classmates whispered among themselves. The setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people, intertwining them on the ground. The whiteness of the flour highlighted the sharp edges of their youth. This contest about fairness stood out vividly in the twilight.
"Stop arguing, everyone calm down! Lu Wenmen, since Lu Wenmen thinks your scale is fair, then weigh Zhan Mengyan again and divide it once more so that she is convinced."
As squad leader Liu Ziqi spoke, he picked up the scale and handed it to Lu Wenmen.
"You can call yourself whatever you want. You can also take on the role of class monitor for daily life from now on."
As Lu Wenmen spoke, his face turned bright red. He kicked a chair to the ground, turned around, and rushed out of the classroom. The door slammed shut with a bang, making the window frames tremble slightly.
Zhan Mengyan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the class monitor with gratitude. In the classroom, after a brief silence, the students whispered among themselves, and a hint of tension still lingered in the air.