Chapter 57: The Way of the Class Monitor

  Upon returning to the Shi Men Lu Institute, Qu Ming Jun and his group received the most grand welcome from the institute. From the main gate of the institute to the highest leadership, down to an ordinary student, they were lined up on both sides of Road No. 1, applauding in welcome. The long welcoming team stretched from the main gate all the way to the Grand Auditorium, over a kilometer away. It was as if the entire 14th Middle School had turned out to greet them, with even drums and cymbals being brought out.

  Qu Mingjun and others wore big red flowers on their chests, from the train station they were picked up in the latest Iveco of the college, amidst a burst of firecrackers, in the warm applause and enthusiastic drumming of the students, they entered the main gate of Shimen Academy.

  At the commendation meeting where everyone was present, the dean publicly announced that Qu Mingjun and his team won the second-class merit for this year's military competition, Qu Mingjun personally won the second-class merit and was awarded the title of Advanced Individual in Military Training, Feng Shaojun won the second-class merit, Guo Xiangyang and Cui Ze won the third-class merit, all participating athletes were awarded a commendation by the military region, and Fan Shaobo and Li Shangwei personally won the second-class merit. This is simply a grand award ceremony!

  Yan Weidong was beaming with pride and had a big smile on his face. It's said that the college is considering letting Yan Weidong take over as vice director of the Reconnaissance Department in the upcoming leadership reshuffle. The surrounding team leaders who didn't have representatives or had representatives but weren't as dazzling as the 14th squad were extremely jealous of this lucky guy.

  Think about it, the whole hospital selected only nine formal representatives, and team 14 took up four places, which is almost half. Moreover, in the final competition, all four of them entered the top ten individual rankings, and they were the only four people from the Shimen Lu Institute team to enter the top ten individual rankings.

  Damn, even with good luck, it can't be this way. All the squadron leaders are resentful and cursing Yan Weidong, all the top players were assigned to their team, and the three veterans including Feng Shaojun were nothing special, but a new recruit like Qu Mingjun actually brought back an individual championship. Damn, why don't I have such capable soldiers under my command? I need to train them well when we get back.

  Later, when Qu Mingjun went to the military region to receive the award, he learned that Shimen Luyuan was also rated as a advanced unit for military training in the whole army. No wonder the principal smiled when he saw him. Which principal would not treat the student who brought such great honor as a treasure?

  As the saying goes, good fortune never comes in pairs. However, Gu Mingjun's luck changed for the better as he joined the party at the end of the year and was selected as the class leader of the sixth class during the transformation of the squadron into a simulated battalion. Guo Xiangyang became the deputy commander of the second company, while Feng Shaojun became the first battalion commander of the simulated battalion. Cui Ze, on the other hand, became Gu Mingjun's deputy and was appointed as the vice-class leader of the sixth class.

  However, Qu Mingjun didn't notice that Wang Jin and others who were also local recruits had become distant from him. On the other hand, Cui Ze and other old soldiers were now calling Qu Mingjun "brother" and treating him with warmth.

  "Hey, I said, winter vacation is coming soon. How are you planning to spend it this year?" Now it's the break time of self-study class, all the students from Class 14 have returned to their dormitory, Cui Ze poked Qu Mingjun.

  "How's it going?" Qu Mingjun was somewhat stunned. "What else can we do? We did it last year, and we're doing it again this year."

  "Hey, you're even more boring than me." Cui Ze lazily sat down on the bed.

  "Get up." Qu Mingjun frowned, "Don't you know that during non-rest hours in the daytime, you're not allowed to sit on the bed? You're a class vice president, yet you do this kind of thing."

  "Damn it." Cui Ze cursed and stood up reluctantly, "You think I want to be the class vice president? Vice president, vice president, taking care of hygiene and internal affairs, suffocating me to death every day. Alas, a hero's temper is short."

  "Hmm." Qu Mingjun laughed, "So you're saying the position is too low? Then I'll go talk to the captain, how about you take over as platoon leader from Feng Shaojun?"

  "Pshaw!" Cui Ze cursed with a smile, "You think I'm unlucky, asking for an official position, or should I say, trying to replace Old Feng's official position."

  "Alright, Cui Ze." Li Dongkuan suddenly shouted loudly from the side, "You little brat drove away my deputy class leader and I haven't even scolded you yet."

  "Alright, alright." Cui Ze hastily cupped his hands together, "Lord Li, please forgive me. Isn't this a re-election? I'll only be in this position for one term, and once I step down, I'll make it up to you."

  "Huh?" The class laughed for a while, and Cui Ze suddenly snapped his fingers, "How did we get off topic? What was I just saying? Oh right, do you guys have any good ideas for the New Year? It's too boring to just stay at home watching TV, setting off fireworks, and watching old people play mahjong."

  "What else do you want?" Qu Mingjun closed the drawer, "Others have been looking forward to a holiday for a year and are waiting for the winter break to reunite with their families, don't you want to go home?"

  "You're right, I really don't want to go back." Cui Ze said with some disappointment.

  What's wrong with him? Qu Mingjun was somewhat puzzled.

  "Qu Mingjun?" someone shouted outside the building.

  "Here!" Qu Mingjun didn't bother with Cui Ze, hastily getting up and going out.

  "Company commander is looking for you." The sentry at the gate said.

  "Alright." Qu Mingjun hastily walked towards the end of the corridor, where a special room was set up for the instructor of the simulated company commander, a double room, which could also be considered as cadre treatment.

  "Report!"

  "Come in."

  "Are you looking for me, Commander?" Qu Mingjun glanced inside the house and saw Feng Shaoyun and Guo Xiangyang were both there.

  "Right." Feng Shaojun pulled over a chair, "Sit down."

  "Today I want to talk to you about the situation in your class." Feng Shaojun poured a glass of water for Qu Mingjun, "Although you've just taken office, but the work in your class has declined too quickly. Take a look, the internal affairs and hygiene evaluation are not good; classroom discipline is not good; the pace of the morning exercise is slow, and the team's order is poor. If this continues, what will happen?"

  Is it that bad? Qu Mingjun was somewhat perplexed, thinking carefully, and indeed there were some problems. In previous years, the internal affairs flowing red flag and discipline flowing red flag often hung in the class, but since he took office, they had never been seen again. Was his tenure as class leader really so unsuccessful? Qu Mingjun felt a bit ashamed.

  "Lao Guo is living in your dorm, he should be more familiar with the situation in your class recently. We two discussed it and then called you over to communicate with you." Feng Shaojun looked at Guo Xiangyang, "Lao Guo, you say it."

  "Alright." Guo Xiangyang thought for a moment and said, "Ming Jun, don't you think you're underestimating the class monitor? I always feel that you're not very concerned about things in the class."

  "No way, I even voluntarily confessed everything inside." Qu Mingjun blinked.

  "Yes, you have indeed handed it over," said Guo Xiangyang. "But after handing over the matter, was there any supervision during the execution process? Was there an inspection after the task was completed?"

  "...aren't you all old students by now, no need for this?" Qu Mingjun thought about it and indeed he was like that.

  Feng Shaojun and Guo Xiangyang both smiled and shook their heads at the same time.

  "Class leader, the head of the soldiers. As the smallest leader in the most basic level of our army, you must take responsibility for the affairs of your class." Guo Xiangyang organized his words and said, "A command is passed down from top to bottom, and finally it is up to you, the class leader, to organize your classmates to execute the command in the best way. However, the quality of the executors themselves is different, and during the execution process, you must constantly pay attention to supervise them. After the execution is completed? You also need to check whether it meets the standard."

  "Hmm." Qu Mingjun nodded.

  "Of course, it's not right for you to do everything in detail either." Guo Xiangyang thought for a moment, "For example, when it comes to internal affairs and hygiene issues, are you afraid that they won't be able to handle them properly, so you take charge yourself and do everything personally? Is that what happens?"

  "It has happened." Qu Mingjun thought for a moment, and indeed, there had been such an incident. Sometimes when they were short-handed or in a hurry, he and Cui Ze would take the initiative to do it themselves.

  "This won't do." Feng Shaojun interrupted, "You're the class leader, you should grasp the overall work of the class. Hmm, saying it this way seems a bit too bureaucratic, haha. You're the leader of this class, not a janitor. You must be good at delegating tasks to others, otherwise, even if you work yourself to death, you won't be able to finish all the tasks of the class."

  "Yes." Qu Mingjun thought, isn't this similar to the business management he had learned? Must a small class of twelve people also use so much management knowledge?

  It seems I was too simple-minded, thinking that everyone was an old student and just needed to be told once. Maybe I was also lazy, busy with my own things and not paying attention to this, it seems like I need to put more thought into the class from now on.

  "By the way, there's one more thing." Guo Xiangyang hesitated for a moment. "The unity problem within our class. I think you've been getting along quite well with the old soldiers lately, but have become somewhat estranged from Wang Jin and others. Moreover, when you assign tasks to Wang Jin and others, they seem to be dragging their feet and not doing very well, yet you only mention it briefly afterwards and criticize them simply, without thoroughly thinking about why."

  Is that so? Qu Mingjun was taken aback, thinking that it seemed to be the case. When arranging work tasks, he often avoided old soldiers and arranged for Wang Jin and others to do them. Although there was also a subjective intention to respect the old soldiers, did he neglect the feelings of Wang Jin and others? Indeed, the fact that the class's work couldn't get going had a lot to do with Wang Jin and others.

  What's going on here? I thought I got along well with Wang Jin and the others, especially Wang Jin. When did it become like this? It seems to have started after I returned from the martial arts competition, and things slowly became different. Why is that?

  After chatting with Feng Shaojun and Guo Xiangyang, Qu Mingjun returned to the classroom in a daze. As soon as he pushed open the door, everyone looked up at him simultaneously. The old soldiers nodded at him as a greeting, while Wang Bin and others continued to do their own thing without any expression. It really didn't feel right, Qu Mingjun thought.

  "Class is starting!" The monitor blew his whistle.

  Forget it, don't think so much for now. What about Cui Ze? Why doesn't he want to go home for the New Year? It's strange.

  Let's solve things one by one. First, find Cui Ze...