"Aikawa-san." As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Aikawa Yusheng, who immediately walked to the back door to go to the club building, heard the call of the girl behind him, stopped and looked back slightly confused.

It's sunflower field fragrance.

Tianhe Xia Li, who was still sorting out his textbooks, immediately turned his head and looked here. His eyes wandered between the two of them, focusing more on Aoi Tianxiang, as if he was examining her.

"What's wrong? Aoida-san?" Aikawa Yusheng asked.

"Um..." Aoi Tianxiang seemed a little embarrassed, and her voice became coy.

Aikawa Yusheng wanted to laugh a little - it had nothing to do with Aoi Tianxiang, but in his sight, Tianhe Xia Li's eyes suddenly widened, and the fantasy-colored gems were particularly obvious, which looked a bit funny.

"...Can I ask you to participate in the two thousand-meter and three-thousand-meter events?" After hesitating for a few seconds, Aoi Tianxiang finally said:

"No boy in the class is willing to participate in this project, but they told me that it would be absolutely fine for you, the best among the boys in sports, to participate. However, it would not be good if the class is vacant for a project, so I want to ask you.

."

Then Aoi Tianxiang waved her hands quickly and said quickly:

"There is no intention to force you to participate. If you don't want to, just refuse."

Tianhe Xia Li's staring expression became boring. He took out his musical instrument bag from the side of the table, stood up, and left from the back door with a cheerful pace. When he passed by Aikawa Yusheng, he patted him on the shoulder.

"Dirty." Aikawa Yusheng turned his head and said.

"Hey - if you are patted on the shoulder by this year's national competition gold medal player, you can secretly enjoy yourself." The girl stuck out her tongue and left such a sentence.

"It's okay, you can participate, I don't care." Looking back at Aoi Tianxiang, Aikawa Yusheng agreed to her request very easily.

After all, let him run 20,000 to 30,000 meters, let alone 2,000 to 3,000 meters, and his body will not feel the slightest bit tired, and he will not need any pre-race training at all.

So at least for him, this is really just a piece of cake.

But after going home today, I have to check the records of these two events. I can't easily break the human limit. In other words, I have to maintain second place during the competition and surpass the people in front at the last moment.

——This is more dramatic and can get more cheers.

"Thank you so much, Aikawa-kun!" Perhaps because she didn't expect the other party to agree so easily, Aoi Tianxiang bowed and bowed very excitedly.

"You're not polite, what about the girls' long-distance running? Who is participating?" Aikawa Yusheng asked curiously.

"No one is willing, so I am the only one to participate." Aoi Tianxiang replied.

"Actually - forget it, it's okay."

He smiled maliciously, and then felt a needle-like touch on the side of his face. He moved his dark eyes and saw the unabashed cold eyes of Shang Yingkongfeng. Aikawa Yusheng stopped what he originally planned to say.

He couldn't risk his life just for the sake of fun - he had originally planned to recommend Miss Miko to attend.

"Then is there anything else you want to say?" Aoi Tianxiang nodded and then said.

"It's okay. Just help me add the entries. I'll leave first." After saying that, Aikawa Yusheng waved to Aoi Tianxiang and caught up with Kamizakura Kongfeng who left.

"It's so boring that you actually heard my plan to harm me. It's such a pity." Aikawa Yusheng said, holding the back of his head and walking next to Kamizakura Kongfeng.

"Ha." The only response he received was the cold sneer from the miko lady.

"Want some snacks?" Aikawa Yusheng picked up a pack of unopened snacks in his hand, which were cylindrical puffed biscuits like crispy corners.

Takamatsu Junshan bought it as a gift to himself in order to thank him.

And there was no grudge against Aikawa Yusei's leak of information, but he just warned Amagawa Natsari not to tell Miyazawa Mao.

"I'm curious, if I really promised to participate in long-distance running for you, would you run?" Aikawa Yusheng asked very naturally, being used to such replies.

After Shang Yingkongfeng thought for a while, he nodded: "Yes, I am too lazy to explain. But I will tell others. Please don't believe anything you say about me in the future."

"I understand, that means I have a chance to harm you, hiss - I have to take advantage of this." Aikawa Yusheng pondered and came to this 'conclusion'.

Kamizakura Kongfeng looked at Aikawa Yusheng with pitiful eyes. She was obviously shorter than Aikawa Yusheng, but she could see the feeling of being superior:

"Do you insist that I explain this kind of thing in advance?"

"Haha," he laughed emotionlessly, and Aikawa Yusheng patted Ying Kongfeng's shoulder, "How could it be possible? How could I, an innocent and harmless seventeen-year-old high school student, think about harming you?

Well, you are a very important friend of mine."

"Dirty." The miko lady said as she squinted at the photographed location.

Do all witches dislike monsters? This is racial discrimination!

"Wipe it for you." Aikawa Yusheng stretched out his hand again and flicked away the non-existent dust on it.

"Goodbye." He happened to arrive on the third floor of the club building. He sighed helplessly, turned around and left after saying that, his back was as charming as the setting sun shining in.

Seemingly noticing Aikawa Yusheng's admiring gaze, the miko lady turned around and looked at Aikawa Yusheng:

"The homework I left for you yesterday will be doubled."

"It's so noisy outside. Goodbye." Aikawa Yusheng went upstairs without looking back.

"I haven't seen you for a few hours. President, I miss you so much." Aikawa Yusheng opened the door of the president's office. The last time we met was by chance at the stairs in the morning.

"...."

In the room, Amamiya Chiran was communicating with a middle-aged woman—if I remember correctly, she was one of the school directors. He had met her at the same time and place during the anniversary festival.

…

The sky is as clear as blue, and warm sunlight shines on the rows of tall buildings. The glass walls reflect the clear sky. Occasionally, birds fly by, and the sound of wings is heard in my ears.

It’s the third time I’ve seen this kind of scenery and it still feels good.

"Are we talking about the sports festival?" When Amamiya Chiran called, Aikawa Yuo walked into the president's room and asked.

"Yes." Amamiya Chiran nodded.

"Are we also responsible for this?" Sitting on the piano chair skillfully, Aikawa Yusheng opened the package of snacks, threw a few into his mouth, and then handed them to Amamiya Chiran.

"The Sports Committee is with us." He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, his posture was very graceful, and there was no crisp 'click' sound like Aikawa Yuo's.

"Oh, that's right." Aikawa Yusheng nodded, "By the way, President, have you participated in any projects?"

"No, what about you?" Amamiya Chiran shook her head.

"I have participated in many events, two people and three legs, riding horses to fight, three thousand meters, two thousand meters." Aikawa Yusheng knew all the treasures, and every time he recited one, he put a wonderful crispy corner on his finger, and after four recitations

After that, eat them all one bite at a time.

"Then do you want to participate in one with me?" Amamiya Chiran looked at Aikawa Yusheng and asked.

"We?" Aikawa Yusheng raised his head in confusion, "What is our name, the student union? Does the student union also have to send people to participate in the project?"

"You can do it in the name of the student union, or you can do it in the name of the performance club." Amamiya Chiran seemed indifferent to this, "I have hardly participated in any projects, but if I talk to you, I think it might be interesting."

"President, are you confessing your love? I'm so embarrassed." Aikawa Yusheng joked with a smile.

"It's not a confession." Amamiya Chiran remained as straightforward as ever. After thinking for a while, she added: "At least from my understanding, it's not."

"I'm really looking forward to your confession, President." Aikawa Yusheng said regretfully, and handed the snack bag in his hand to the girl, "If you want, then it's okay for us to participate in a project, President, you want

Interesting, let me think about it..."

The girl picked up one again. After hesitating for a while, she followed Aikawa Yusheng's example and put the crispy corner on her finger before eating it.

Then he looked at the powder on his fingertips. After staring at it for a few seconds, he placed it between his lips and took a slight sip.

Then he noticed Aikawa Yusheng who stopped talking, looked at himself, and imitated himself with a smile, and put his fingers directly into his mouth.

The sunshine kissed her face gently, part of it attached to her delicate and beautiful face, and part of it was reflected by the white skin. Aikawa Yusheng couldn't help but squint his eyes.

As if she felt a little embarrassed, the girl was like a heavenly being who had fallen to earth for a moment. She was dyed with a faint blush in the next second. She quickly removed her fingers and took out a handkerchief and started to wipe it. She also took out an extra one and handed it to Aikawa Yu.

born.

"What project is interesting?" Chiran Amamiya asked as if to change the subject.

"It's a pity that our school doesn't have any projects that I think are interesting." Yusheng Aikawa said while wiping his fingers with a handkerchief.

"What?" Amamiya Chiran asked playfully.

"For example, men and women participate in a game together. The boy is responsible for standing while the girl praises him desperately." Aikawa Yusheng said with a wink.

"What a boring game."

"Then the content of the game should be to find ways to praise Aikawa Yusheng. Whoever praises the most eloquently will win the game?" Aikawa Yusheng provided serious suggestions.

Amamiya Chiran, who was about to open her mouth, silently closed her mouth again. Instead, she nodded and said with a faint smile, "That's a good suggestion."

"What's going on? President, your expression makes me feel very uneasy." Aikawa Yusheng frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple, and asked cautiously.

"We and the Sports Committee have to discuss a new and interesting project that is different from the past at the sports festival every year." Amemiya Chisome explained:

"We will discuss this at the next meeting.

As for what you said about "praising Aikawa Yusheng", I will explain it to everyone word for word in your name and see if it can stimulate everyone's thinking.

And because it was me who spoke, even if everyone has opinions, they probably won’t make it too obvious. It’s very likely that this project will be divided into the alternative pool and provided to schools.”

Aikawa Yusheng: "..."

When Amamiya Chisome cuts it open, the inside is black, right?

Is this called ‘stimulating everyone’s thinking’? Isn’t this simply a public execution?

"Ahem, President, I think we need to take a long-term approach to this matter. For example, let me ask you first, what kind of project do you think would be more interesting?"

Aikawa Yusheng sat upright, put the snacks aside, pretended to adjust his collar, and then asked Amamiya Chiran.

"Things that make you boring are interesting to me, so I think your suggestion just now is indeed very good." The girl said in a soft voice.

"No! I was drunk just now, it's just my nonsense, yes, that's right! There must be alcohol in this crispy corner!"

"But it stimulated my thoughts. Thank you very much, Aikawa." Amamiya Chiran looked at the time, then stood up, "It's almost time. I don't have time to play the piano for you today. We are going to a meeting."

"What you just said was a joke, right?" Yusheng Aikawa stood up and followed him, asking tentatively.

"Yes." Amamiya Chiran nodded, but the smile on his face still made Aikawa Yuo uneasy.

◇

"The theme of today's meeting is to introduce special interesting events for today's sports festival. Do you have any thoughts?" After the routine report, Amamiya Chisome said.

After glancing around, no one had the desire to speak. Amamiya Chiran glanced at Aikawa Yusheng, and then with a little smile: "Then, let me explain Aikawa..."

The standing girl suddenly felt a pull on her arm, and then she was forced to sit down. Next to her, Aikawa Yusheng stood up:

"Let me explain my ideas to you," Aikawa Yusheng said seriously, "The idea is like this. Two players from each class will participate and use badminton rackets to drive away the basketballs on the ground..."

"...Just a casual thought, the president thinks that this still lacks a lot and is not interesting enough, so my purpose is to introduce ideas and hope that everyone can speak enthusiastically."

"Aikawa actually has one..." Amamiya Chiran blocked her delicate nose and bright lips, revealing only a pair of smiling crescent-shaped eyes. She moved the microphone closer and started talking again.

"Yes!" Aikawa Yusheng immediately agreed, "I have another idea, it is like this, a variation on the penguin race, we add a disc on the back, wouldn't it be more interesting?"

"but……"

"Let's talk about my third idea." Aikawa Yusheng took the microphone in front of Amamiya Chiran and put it in front of him. "I saw it in a book. The slowest bicycle, as long as it is forbidden to start.

Just put your back foot on the ground and that's it."

…

For the first time, Aikawa Yusheng felt that it was such a wonderful feeling to sit in this position without talking.

Under his "brainstorming" alone, everyone finally began to speak enthusiastically, and various ideas emerged.

Aikawa Yusheng first class!

There was a sound next to him. Seeing Amamiya Chiran touching the microphone again, Aikawa Yusheng quickly grabbed her hand, his voice and expression were filled with great pain:

"President, I really don't have a drop left. I can't think of anything in my mind. Just let me go. Just treat me as kneeling down to beg you -"

"Okay." The girl's voice was filled with a pleasant smile, and she retracted her hand regretfully, but looking at her wrist that was being held tightly, she said with a smile:

"Your scratching hurts me."

"If you knew how much my heart hurts, you wouldn't think this is nothing." Aikawa Yusheng let go of his hand, and his whole face was filled with the words "loveless".

Aikawa Yusheng reached out and moved the microphone to his position, then grabbed Amamiya Chisome's other hand, tied the two hands together, and said tiredly:

"From now on, I don't want to hear any words other than 'the meeting is dismissed' from your mouth."

"All right--"

Seeing Aikawa Yusei's posture as if he was tortured to the edge of collapse, Amamiya Chiran couldn't help laughing, but in order not to irritate him further, the girl tried her best to vent her laughter with her breath.

She didn't break free from his hand.

——As for the third person on the main seat, the vice-president next to him, he was already dumbfounded, but he was a little bit... natural, it seemed normal?
Chapter completed!