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nTranslator: Kingbao Editor: DarkGem

nAhhh!!!!

nAfter the first shriek that came from an unknown source, the entire hall seemed to have transformed into a boiling hot lava field as screams pierced the air endlessly. Yao Si covered her ears instinctively, feeling as though the roof was going to collapse.

n“God Mu! It’s God Mu!”

n“I’ve always heard that God Mu is the Principal of Galactic Academy, but I never took it seriously.”

n“In the seven years I’ve been here, it’s the first time I’ve seen him in real life.”

n“Ahahahahah… I must be dreaming!”

n“Someone, punch me. Someone with an ability.”

nYao Si stood speechless. She finally caught a glimpse of the world without his mental adjustments.

n“Your Majesty!” All the bloodlings on the right greeted Mu Xuan.

n“Mmh.” He nodded in response.

nAfter a closer look, Yao Si realized that there was someone behind him – a bearded old man and another middle-aged one dressed in the standard teacher uniform. He was probably one of the academy’s teachers.

n“Principal… Mu, this is where the opening ceremony is held.”

nThe middle-aged man moved his hand away as he introduced the hall with a smile. There was a glazed look, one with a hint of dreaminess, on his face.

nGalactic Academy had been established more than a thousand years ago and the bloodlings had produced the initial funds for it, so their ruler was always considered as the principal. It was mostly for symbolic purposes, so the middle-aged man had never expected the royal personage to actually come one day to inspect the school.

nRight, I must be dreaming.

nMu Xuan disregarded him, heading straight towards Yao Si.

nGlancing at the endless chatter in the audience, he frowned and growled, “Silence!”

nHis voice wasn’t loud, to the point that it was negligible to those who weren’t paying attention, but it possessed an undercurrent of mental strength that made it echo in every corner of the hall, reach everyone’s ears.

nThe whole hall sunk into silence.

nMu Xuan turned away in satisfaction. He came to Yao Si and caressed her head out of habit. In a much warmer voice, he told her, “I think you’re suitable.”

n“Sui-table!” the audience repeated after him.

nThe next instant, the votes under her name rose, and Gu Shucheng’s votes dropped to zero.

nF**k! A bunch of dumb fans!

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nUnexpectedly, Yao Si had become the president of the student union. At the thought of it, she could feel her insides collapsing. Moments after entering she had successfully garnered the hatred of the entire student body. It didn’t take a lot of imagination to foresee how dreadful her future school life was going to be.

nWhen she was about to leave home the next morning, she had an impulse to skip school entirely. After deliberating at the door for a long while, she still couldn’t head out. What should she do? The election was indeed exciting, but what about her future?! Should she transfer elsewhere?

n“Do you want me to accompany you?” the main culprit asked.

nYao Si immediately took a large step forward. “It’s okay!” That’ll make everything even worse!

nShe dragged her heavy heart toward the academy, preparing to face unending judgment, but instead… the situation was a little off? No! It was totally different from what she expected!

n“Hi, President!”

n“Hi…”

n“Hi, President!”

n“Hi…”

n“Hi, President!”

n“Hi…”

nAlmost every student she passed greeted her politely. The disgust and judgment from before had somehow morphed into excitement.

nThat’s right, excitement! It was as though they could barely resist pouncing on her! It sent chills down her spine.

nWhat’s with the situation? Were the students in Galactic Academy of such high moral values? How could they be so civil to this president that popped up out of nowhere?

nShe was met with herds of enthusiastic and friendly students. Some of them even followed behind her, the group growing larger and larger as everyone within it stared at her with excitement filled eyes. In just a short few minutes, there was already a large following behind her.

nFilled with confusion, Yao Si entered her classroom.

n“She’s here, she’s here!” someone announced the moment she entered.

nInstantly, she was surrounded by yet another huge crowd.

n“President Yao, you’re finally here!” A familiar looking female dressed in a long pale dress walked over. Yao Si lifted her eyes toward her hair. Wasn’t she the girl with two buns the day before?

n“Hello,” she greeted her. It seemed like they were classmates.

n“Hello, hello!” The girl was visibly agitated, but the forcefulness from the day before had disappeared. With a frighteningly bright glow in her eyes, she said, “I-I’m Chu Jing, we’re both in class 3D.”

n“Chu Jing, I’m Yao—”

n“I know, I know!” Chu Jing interrupted enthusiastically. “You’re Yao Si, our president! Everyone knows you.”

n“Hehe…”

n“Student Yao, could I trouble you with something?” she asked carefully.

n“What’s up?”

n“Ca-ca-can I touch your hair?”

n“Huh?” Yao Si’s face stiffened. Are you kidding? What kind of a request is that?“You… can… But—”

n“Thank you!” Chu Jing suddenly bowed deeply, her eyes lighting up even more.

nEr…Was touching her hair worth such excitement?

nThe girl took a deep breath before slowly lifting her hand towards the tip of Yao Si’s head. At that moment, the originally calm girl seemed to have contacted the Parkinson’s disease, for her hands were trembling uncontrollably. After a long while, she finally came into contact with Yao Si’s head. She then instantly brought her hand back.

nAhhhhh!!!

nA sharp shriek pierced the air.

nChu Jing screamed at the top of her lungs as she clenched onto her chest. After her banshee moment, she muttered while panting, “I touched it, I touched it! I touched the hair that Mu Xuan touched. AHHHHHHH!”

nHuh?

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nThe girl was panting rapidly. When she could no longer handle the excitement, her head tilted to the side, and she passed out.

n“Chu Jing!” Yao Si exclaimed, but just as she was about to help the girl up, the surrounding crowd squeezed in. After someone had taken the lead, the others anxiously requested the same.

n“President, can I touch it?”

n“Me too, it seems like an indirect handshake with God Mu! Ahahah, I’m excited!”

n“It isn’t just a handshake. President was beside him for such a long time, we might be breathing the same air as Mu Xuan right now.”

n“Our President is the only one in a few centuries that has had intimate contact with God Mu, I’m so excited!”

n“Yes, God Mu actually touched our President’s head! Ahahah! I need to announce this to the entire Galaxy!”

n“We’re so lucky to be classmates with President!”

n“It feels like I picked up a billion Galactic coins!”

nYao Si stared at them, speechless.

nExcuse me!

nSo… that was the reason behind their friendliness?

nCould you guys just get over it, someone just fainted!

nBesides, how could the main takeaway from yesterday’s election be her dad touching her head?

nShe seemed to have turned into a lucky charm, what a burden!

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