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“What was your first impression of the Department of News?”

After the club activities, Ji Si and Arisu Chiyo returned to Luyuelia together.

"What should I say..." After thinking for a moment, Chiyo Arisu Hana replied honestly: "I feel like I've never done anything related to the news."

"Just like the characters in the 'Campus Youth Love Daily Comic', it's normal for the News Department to never do news."

"Is this something that can be said so dignified?"

"Just kidding, there are some things you are doing in school magazines." Ji Si snapped his fingers: "It's just that the progress will be slower during this period. Because I have to go to the student union to help recently, so Qiu Moli is the only combat power in the news department."

"Senior Shiina..." Thinking back to the little girl with white hair and ponytails who was playing around in the activity room just now, Arisu Chiyo pushed the eyes on his nose and asserted: "Then the combat power is 0."

"You're saying too much," Ji Si couldn't help but stand up for his childhood sweetheart: "Don't look at Qiu Moli always looks stupid, in fact, she is surprisingly quite sensitive to others' kindness and malice."

"Really?" Hana Qianyo couldn't help but be surprised.

"Well, if you use humans as an example, you may be as intelligent as a child about five years old."

"The most overwhelming person is actually you, senior."

Hana Chiyo looked at Ji Si who said such words seriously and couldn't help but complain: "And there is that senior Kashizaki here, right?"

"Katakazaki is not from the News Department, but a member of the Animation Department. She just appears as a companion mine for Qiu Moli." Ji Si pointed out the right way.

"I always feel that the future is ill-fated..."

"As a new member, work harder." Ji Si patted the girl on the shoulder.

"Please don't transfer the pressure to the Ghost Division members!" Hana Chiyo protested dissatisfiedly.

"I want to eat beef with onion for dinner~"

"Don't pretend to be stupid and change the topic!"

"Anyway, there is still a lot of time," Ji Si said that he had to relax a lot in the face of the girl's dissatisfaction: "Take it slowly and don't worry, at least in the past two days before the Golden Week, I want to spend more leisurely."

But his beautiful vision has not been realized.

After the last class the next afternoon, Kikuri Hayakasaka, who was the teacher, called everyone in Group B for 2 years.

"Although the cultural festival will only start after the end of the Golden Week, if you don't want to be called to the school for help during the Golden Week, you can start preparing for the cultural festival now!"

She slapped the blackboard hard, "As far as I know, almost all other classes have confirmed the program preparation. Some high school classes have even purchased materials and have entered the layout stage! If you don't want to suffer a tragic failure in the cultural festival, at least today I will give me what our class wants to do!"

Just when everyone thought she was going to start taking the overall situation, Haysaka Kikuri suddenly said, "Katakasaki, you are the executive committee member, and you will be the one who will host the next class meeting!"

Kashiki Mitsuki, who was secretly manicured to pass the time, looked confused. After being reminded by Ji Si, he remembered that he did have the title of an executive committee member, so he could only walk to the podium unwillingly.

After that, Kikuri Hayaka also left the class with a look of "You can do it yourself" and "If you can't do it well, you will be beheaded."

Kashiki Mitsuki looked around the class and keenly discovered Ji Si who was watching the music. So he cleared his throat and said loudly: "Since that's the case, then leave the host to me. Ji Jun, can you ask you to come up and write on the blackboard?"

"I don't want it." Ji Si, who entered the theater mode, replied without hesitation.

"Oh, are you planning to disobey me who has the power of the executive committee?" The girl on the podium looked down at Ji Si, showing a meaningful smile.

Originally, Ji Si subconsciously felt that there was nothing scary, after all, the executive committee member had no authority.

But if you think about it carefully, if Kashizaki Mitsuki told Hayakasaka Kikuri with ignorance, the possibility of his black history being disclosed would be greatly improved. In addition, Hayaka Kikuri is currently the instructor of the News Department, so he doesn't even need to find excuses to put on his shoes. So Ji Si finally obeyed his heart and walked to the blackboard as if nothing had happened.

Kashiki Kashiki, who shared his pain a little, felt much more relaxed and began to host the class meeting seriously.

"First of all, let's talk about what kind of program you want to do, should you open a store or perform in the auditorium?" She asked loudly, holding the podium.

"It feels so troublesome to open a store. Otherwise, I'd better make a group poem recitation to deal with it." A student from the audience said.

There were many people in the classroom supporting this statement and nodded.

"But this will result in the final rating of the class being very low, right?" Kashikasaki said.

"From last year's cultural festival, it's useless to have a high score. It's better to make it easier for everyone." The student retorted.

"About this point," Ji Si, a temporary lackey of the student union, felt that he still had a say in this regard, so he spoke: "This year's student union has made reforms to the cultural festival. In addition to improving the class budget in previous years, the class with the highest rating will also give each student a canteen coupon, and in the final local dance session, they can choose their own dance partners first."

After he said this, no matter whether it was his desire to use canteen coupons or his vague impulse during adolescence, no one in the class continued to talk about it casually.

The next thing that was killed was the auditorium performance category.

Because whether it is a chorus, instrumental performance, or drama, the finished product is definitely not as effective as the corresponding clubs organized by enthusiasts.

Although the class rating is a confrontation between classes, the performances of those clubs are also performed in the school auditorium. If there is a comparison, the tourists watching the movie will be able to tell the good or bad at once, and the final score will definitely not be much higher.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "But the stage play can be performed in the classroom, and the movie-like viewing method can be considered as a store opening category. There is no professional club to compare, and there are many props that cannot be made in the auditorium, which can be done casually in the classroom. The final performance will definitely be much better! In addition to art, there are also points earned through opening a store, which is definitely profitable!"

A girl wearing glasses took the lead in making a more feasible suggestion, and then she took out a comic from her schoolbag: "I recommend adapting this superb comic for the other performances - "The World's No. 1 Pure Love Romance of the First Love of the Ghost"!"

"Let's not talk about the plays, it is recommended to be considered as an alternative." Kashiki Jing, who has not yet entered that world, nodded: "Jun Ji."

"It's already written." Ji Si replied.

The atmosphere gradually became warmer and everyone began to speak freely.

"Isn't it okay to open a haunted house? What? There are already haunted houses in the first year of high school? Then we do differentiated competition, don't engage in traditional monsters and ghosts. How about it happen if we replace Western demons attacking?" a student suggested.

Everyone's response was mediocre.

"Sucumbag is also a demon?" Suzuki Yusuke suddenly said.

So the boys began to enthusiastically support the proposal.

"This is good, just do this. After completing it, I will be the first to experience it and express my support! Payment is OK!"

"Where is your turn, I need to start with three weeks of playing games. After this haunted house is completed, I will first come to the ten weeks of reading to show my respect!"

"You are so dirty. Only people like me who have pure hearts are worthy of playing with this haunted house if they just want to experience the essence of the haunted house!"

And this warm support has brought the girls' cold eyes.

Ji Si honestly wrote down this proposal as an alternative.

"How about opening a cafe? I've long wanted to try the deacon cafe..." a girl suggested.

"Yes, Kashikazuki's deacon costume, sister, I feel like you can have it!"

"Ji Si's decadent style is also a bit funny. Look carefully and it's quite handsome!"

"Nat Sakagi Yusuke..."

"Shut up."

“…”

The girls chattered and discussed the opening of the Deacon Cafe, and once overwhelmed the haunted house supported by the boys in terms of momentum.

The boys resisted for a while, but obviously they could not compete with each other in public opinion.

"Ji Si Master, why are you just watching!" Suddenly a boy shouted to Ji Si who was recording alternative proposals.

By the way, the full name of Ji Si Master is 'Ji Si·Happy Tian·Life Talk·Master'.

"I think the cafe is good too." Ji Si has always been indifferent to such a mess. He just slowly said in the eyes of his male compatriots, "For example, cosplay cafe or something."

"Say, that's right!" His words obviously opened up the situation in the boys' hearts. The boy who had just shouted for succubus immediately accepted: "The witch cafe shows the pure gentle wind of his armpits, Kagurama and chewing wine, this is the beauty that even the gods will move. It's so amazing!"

"Indeed, the beast-eared cafe combines fluffy and wild beauty, which is absolutely supreme enjoyment. It is a touching touch that has existed in DNA engraved by humans since the time of Homo sapiens! Don't forget that leopard print is also a kind of fur!" Another boy supported his chin with his hands, and his glasses reflected a white light. Zhizhu said as if he was holding it: "Who said that cuteness and sexy cannot be both!"

"It is not advisable to be rebellious. The maid cafe is the origin of everything. It comes from the style loved by the medieval nobles of Europa. The romance of men's hearts is parallel to the drill!" Another boy said flatly: "If you don't seek to be overly conservative, and if you change the original long skirt to a mini skirt, it will be a decisive kill!"

"And all ○ coffee...Puga?!"

Before Suzuki finished speaking, he was knocked down by Kashizaki Mitsuki with a blackboard wipe with a speed of 60 yards per hour.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." The girl showed a sunny smile and said to the rest of the class.

At this moment, Ji Si felt that the voices of other students in the class seemed to be synchronized: Lie, you were still aiming and accumulating energy just now!

"If you continue like this, it will only last forever. Then let's stop with the alternatives. Let's vote!" Kashizaki Mitsuki cut the mess: "The only options are those on the blackboard. Everyone writes the one they like on paper and then collects it according to the group."

The boys showed tacit smiles.

Although girls have a much louder voice than boys, in fact, there are 3 more boys in Group B than girls! This time the victory was won by the boys!

"Jun Ji, please count the votes." Kashizaki Jing did not notice the strange expressions of the boys, but just continued.

"I know. When I was called up by you, I was ready to become a coolie." Ji Si sighed.

"Don't say that, I'll invite you to drink juice later." The girl blinked at Ji Si's right eye, as if she threw out a small star.

"I won't be bribed by mere juice. If you want to bribe me, at least show some sincerity!" Ji·Steel straight man·Shi was unmoved.

"You have obviously touched and rubbed me, isn't it sincerity?"

"That's just force majeure..."

"Jun Ji, the buttons on your chest seem to fall off."

"It's true, tsk, I didn't bring a sewing bag."
To be continued...