When he said that, Class Ten suddenly became eerily quiet, with not a single person raising their hand.
Nonsense, with all the things one could do in their free time, who would willingly want to work on the dreaded blackboard newspaper!
However, Gu Zhihan did raise his hand, "I'll do it, I'll be in charge of the lettering."
"You want to do the blackboard newspaper?" Luo Mengmeng couldn't help but be stunned.
Her reaction was really because Gu Zhihan was usually so indifferent, never showing interest in these things.
Gu Zhihan sighed slightly, "I'm the class president, I have to take the lead."
In other words, he didn't want to do the blackboard newspaper either, but there was no one else stepping up, so he had to lead by example as the class president.
Luo Mengmeng immediately gave him a sympathetic look.
On the podium, the homeroom teacher nodded, "Good, let's leave the lettering to the class president. Now, does anyone want to help with the drawing part?"
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