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Chapter 209 - 207, Qinghe Recruitment (First update)_1

Chapter 209: 207, Qinghe Recruitment (First update)_1

No club in No.4 Middle School had ever launched with such grandeur; the messages on those seven banners resonated within the hearts of countless students, striking a chord with many.

But what on earth was the Qinghe Club? Normally, one could tell from a club’s name what its focus was, but the Qinghe Club was utterly baffling. What exactly did it specialize in?

At this moment, some top students began to consider a certain possibility. Could it be that this club had the ambition to delve into a broad array of activities? After all, a club’s core is its members; you need people to get things going.

The best reputation of No.4 Middle School actually revolved around its ability to gather together and accomplish what others deemed difficult; however, the most crucial element was talent—without talented individuals, nothing could be achieved.

Even Liu Bing and Jiang Haoyang felt that Ren He’s new club might not be very reliable...

When the Qinghe Club appeared, the entire school’s teachers and students started inquiring about it, and upon asking, they found out, oh, it was that freshman, Ren He, who made a scene at the welcoming party...

At that time, the top students already belonged to other clubs and it was unlikely for them to switch allegiances, especially since a new club would have limited resources. Though most of them were children of the privileged, it was quite rare for the real second-generation elite in No.4 Middle School to drive luxury cars to school; their pocket money was only slightly more than average students.

In reality, the well-established elite were very focused on their children’s education. Their biggest concern wasn’t whether their kids were academically good or bad but rather that they might pick up bad behaviors.

Of course, there were also those who lived extravagantly at a young age; that was just the normal proportion.

So what could a new club without social donations do? Take the High-Energy Physics Club in No.4 Middle School for example—it even had its own lab, and the standards were quite high.

The real top students adopted a wait-and-see approach towards the Qinghe Club. Everyone was an independent individual with a mature mind. Although your seven banners were inspirational, people who got by solely on talk were not unfamiliar to them.

To be honest, for some top students, clubs held significance mostly as a way to bolster their resume, providing them with more leverage for choosing better schools for further studies abroad.

World-class universities take into greater consideration the extracurricular experience of applicants during interviews.

That explains why the travel study club still took the time, even in their critical senior year, to make a trip to Africa. They went there for aid construction, an impressive highlight on a resume.

Spending three years in an obscure club had no meaning for them, so many opted to stand by and watch.

However, what Ren He didn’t expect was that the first to join Qinghe would be Liu Bing and Jiang Haoyang!

These two quietly quit their original clubs and then directly approached Ren He expressing a desire to join Qinghe. Ren He was somewhat touched by this unexpected show of reliability from these two rascals at a critical juncture.

But this was just a minor incident. For Ren He, what he really wanted to see were those students who, although they had self-exiled, were still yearning for a phoenix-like rebirth.

Are there underachieving students in No.4 Middle School? Take any student from there and place them in another school, and they would be outstanding, they just don’t quite understand the rules of the world yet.

While all the clubs were choosing the readymade best students, Ren He preferred to lead a group of invisible students from the school to create miracles.

Challenging this era, that is what Ren He wanted to do; the thought of not only challenging life but also the era filled him with fighting spirit.

There were still people who came to sign up, drawn by the content on those seven banners. Ren He was gratified to find that just seven sentences could attract sign-ups. Of course, there were some tricks involved—if he had hung all seven sentences at once, perhaps the effect wouldn’t have been the same.

However, as previously mentioned, many still adopted a wait-and-see attitude towards the Qinghe Club, and some top students were even dismissive. So in the end, only 37 people signed up, and that number included Liu Bing and Jiang Haoyang.

"37 people is quite good," Liu Bing exclaimed, "For a newly established club to attract 37 people is really great."

Liu Bing’s comment was not without merit. With so many clubs in No.4 Middle School dividing up the student body, it wasn’t as if the remaining students would all flock to Qinghe.

But after thinking for a moment, Ren He suddenly said, "Still too many."

"Too many?" Liu Bing’s jaw almost dropped, "You’re a new club and you think you have too many people? And you’re not even some elite club!"

Ren He remained silent. Although the members he intended to recruit weren’t elites, he still hoped that Qinghe would become the most dazzling presence in the entire No.4 Middle School in the future.

"What do you plan to do? You’re not going to weed out a bunch of them, are you?" Liu Bing asked in surprise.

"Yes, a selection must be made, but my method of selection is different from the big clubs. I don’t care about background, experience, or honors," Ren He explained, "It doesn’t matter even if they have never received any honors, but I need them to have an iron will."

For Ren He, that was indeed the case. When he was challenging Heavenly Gate Mountain, did he need honors? Did he need experience? Wasn’t it all about that tenacious will to challenge life itself?

He had to make every member of Qinghe understand one thing: no matter how far behind they are or how inferior they feel, it’s never too late to save oneself.

He didn’t expect Qinghe to be particularly impressive in the first term; it was a time for laying low. During this period, he needed to build up enough strength, just like when he took Yang Xi to challenge others, making sure that when he made his move, all eyes would be on Yang Xi alone.

Ren He sent a message in the newly formed communication group: "Thank you all for willing to join this club. I believe you were all attracted by the seven banners, but I also hope you understand a principle: for anything, only sweat can bring success. Maybe we’ve all been failures in the past, maybe we still have hearts yearning to become stronger. For instance, I’ve never passed physics or chemistry in junior high, but now I’ve made up my mind to learn physics well from Jiang Haoyang and chemistry well from Liu Bing. It’s never too late to save oneself. This Saturday, tomorrow morning at 4 am, we meet at the school gate."

"This is a test, but not my test for you. I hope you will treat this as a test for yourselves. Those who can’t keep up can quit at any time, no pressure," Ren He sent the message and then closed the communication software.

Ren He wasn’t concerned at all about how many people would show up at the school gate at four in the morning tomorrow. Such an approach might seem a bit pretentious, but the things he wanted to do in the future were not simple; if they couldn’t even do this much, then there would be no point talking about anything else.

Ren He was somewhat surprised to find that among the sign-ups was a girl named Liu Jiamin. Logically, such a talent would have been promptly absorbed into the indoor orchestra, wouldn’t she? Or had she chosen not to sign up on her own?

Ren He also considered the possibility that she guessed he was the one who played the piano back then, but he chose to stay quiet and wait until after the selection to address it.

Liu Bing and Jiang Haoyang, though complaining about having to get up so early on a weekend, unexpectedly began to look forward to what Ren He planned to do next.

The two of them were very clear about one thing: their classmate seemed to be unpredictably profound. When he made a move, it was always a big move; he was no ordinary person.