Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

It’s a new day again, and it’s the student union room again.

In this small room that was almost becoming the base of the Shilan trio, a high-pitched call suddenly came from.

"Celebrate!"

The loud voice echoed in the closed room. The boy put one hand on his chest and raised the other hand to the sky. His figure was as exaggerated as the actor playing Hamlet, and his voice was cadenced just like the thunderous applause from the audience.

"The hybrid king is born. She is the king of heroic spirits who combines the power of all heroic spirits. She transcends time and space and knows the past and the future. She is the inheritor of history! Humanity saves the world——"

"Okay, okay, almost done."

The topic was suddenly interrupted.

The student union secretary, who was writing furiously with his head down, did not even raise his head. He just took the time to raise a hand and shake it. His tone was somewhere between a kindergarten teacher and his biological sister.

"Mingfei, I know that at your age you can't calm down to study, but you can't stoop to disturbing other people's studies." The girl raised her finger and pointed at the student president. At this time, Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei with no expression. He didn't let go of the pen in his hand. The tip of the pen still stayed on the white paper, creating a circle of black.

"Look, the president is very troubled now, right?"

"No, I don't care."

Chu Zihang shook his head and objected lightly. He was currently writing the homework left by the teacher tonight.

In fact, there is no need to write it. Most students will have gone through such a stage as early as when they were in school.

The teacher pushed open the classroom door with a cold face because of the extremely poor quality of homework given by a certain student in the class. The teacher first made a declaration of "for your own good" that lasted for about ten minutes, and then added, if you can pass the first grade exam, One, you can take the initiative to apply to me not to do homework in the future.

Unfortunately, Chu Zihang was indeed number one in his grade.

But unfortunately, he didn't apply.

He just put aside the space geometry proof problem temporarily and explained instead.

"I'm just wondering what line this is from? After all, you always say something I don't understand when you and Fujimaru are together."

"It's not an anime, it's a drama!"

Lu Mingfei defended himself, but while speaking, his hands subconsciously froze in mid-air, which looked very funny.

Chu Zihang: "Drama?"

"Yes, yes, the one we might use for the school anniversary."

ah.

I see.

Chu Zihang had a very smart mind and naturally reacted immediately.

The school festival, cloaked as a school anniversary, is just like what was introduced before. Although the atmosphere on the day of the festival is also a must-experience, for individual students, the most important thing is of course the class activities held in their own classes.

The most common ones that appear in anime are indeed haunted houses, strange stone appreciation parties, fried noodles stalls, octopus dumpling stalls, and the like.

However, junior high school politics has said that it must conform to national conditions and have its own characteristics.

Chu Zihang felt that he understood it at that time, probably the octopus balls were changed to squid, the fried noodle stall was changed to Chaoshan fried noodles, Zhanjiang fried noodles, etc., and the maid cafe was changed to a small restaurant called Tingqu.

I understand, I understand.

However, there are also ancient sayings that we should take the essence and discard the dross.

During the school festival, the vendors and stalls can be changed at will, but there still needs to be an item that can attract the attention of the entire school and even the tourists.

Such as band performances, theater performances, etc.

so--

"So your class has decided to perform a drama?" Chu Zihang asked, a little curious.

"It's not confirmed yet." Lu Mingfei finally put down his hand. He walked to the chair next to the president and sat down, his hands hanging on the top of the chair, and his chin resting on it.

"Our class hasn't decided on a project yet, but because our class has a lot of, well, good-looking people, we're more inclined to projects that can take advantage of this advantage."

Got it, got it, I totally understand it again.

Chu Zihang nodded to express his understanding.

Indeed, as mentioned before, the Grade 11 class of Shilan Middle School is a magical class. The entire school has rated the four top beauties, and they account for four of them in one class. They simply do not leave any way for others to survive.

If it were a drama, then the four of them would be nothing but gauze together. The scouts came and went back overnight to prepare the contract. The reporters came and carried the train back to the newspaper office to write articles and planned to reproduce "The Return of the Beautiful Girl Once in a Thousand Years".

"This is probably the so-called trouble of happiness, right?"

"Indeed."

Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei were talking calmly, and it was easy to see that there seemed to be no more unfamiliarity between the two.

This is actually not surprising. I have played basketball and made jokes, heard about family affairs and raced cars, been to Internet cafes and played StarCraft. Chu Zihang even performed a series of famous scenes between Sasuke and Naruto in front of Lu Mingfei on the Maybach. And Lu Mingfei was so diligent that he chose to give up escaping for him and stayed to struggle in that rainy night.

It's not an exaggeration to say that they are life-and-death friends, Chu Zihang even complained in front of him that his butt hurts - Lu Mingfei thought proudly.

Therefore, as Lu Mingfei gradually discovered that Chu Zihang was actually not as cold as he appeared, and was even troubled and twisted inside, and was unexpectedly warm-hearted, he gradually let go of his shackles, and had more and more conversations in the student union activity room, and even Involving today's new update.

Like yesterday, they talked about The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya and the famous band performance.

Because Chu Zihang has no other friends except Lu Mingfei and Fujimaru Ritsuka, in the eyes of outsiders, he can be said to have a passionate relationship, which is enviable.

Well, coming back to the topic, the person at the center of the problem is——

"If you just make use of your appearance, there are many other places for expression besides drama. No, rather, drama is not the best way at all."

Suddenly, a third person was inserted between the two.

The girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka hit the table with the back of her hand and made a sound, with a gloomy and serious look on her face.

Chu Zihang turned his eyes to her, a little puzzled by the serious atmosphere of the other party at the moment, and asked.

"Fujimaru, what do you think?"

"Wait! Senior brother, don't—"

"Good question!"

Lu Mingfei didn't have time to stop it, but it was because of his carelessness that he released the flood beast that was about to wake up.

Li Xiang suddenly stood up from her seat. She tore the good atmosphere between Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang to pieces, and brought the whole world back into her domain. Once she spoke, her momentum was overwhelming.

"First let's start with the conclusion——"

Just like a god pouring out exact theorems, the world is anchored in absolute reality, and all laws are established at that moment.

The girl took a deep breath——

"I think the maid shop is the best!"

Chu Zihang: "This person is not good at all."

Lu Mingfei: "That's why I said it."

"Hmph, let's stop talking harshly now. Next, the reason why you can treat the maid cafe with such arrogance and arrogance is because you are not familiar with the world. You must all have misunderstood human beings' delusions about maids. Think of it as a disgusting fantasy of an otaku! That’s right!”

Lu Mingfei: "No one said that, right?!"

Chu Zihang: "No."

The girl didn't listen and continued to yell angrily.

"Hmph, listen up! - Animation otakus are a unique social group that emerged with the rapid development of animation culture and modern information methods. Their distinctive lifestyle has created a variety of unique texts , symbols, symbols and meanings, and gave birth to the emergence of animation subculture, and animation subculture is a lifestyle culture."

The girl took out the red flat glasses from her trouser pocket and said seriously.

"I have used a method that combines anthropological fieldwork and document research, and comprehensively used relevant theories from anthropology, cultural sociology, and media anthropology to conduct in-depth research on the lifestyle, thinking, and behavior of otakus. On this basis, from the perspective of cultural holism, we analyze the meaning and value system behind the lifestyle and behavior patterns of otakus——"

Lu Mingfei: "My neck - it's so itchy! I'm going to have a brain!"

Chu Zihang: "?"

"When it comes to maids, it is said that the profession of "maid" became widely popular in the Victorian era in Britain. Catalyzed by the Industrial Revolution and free trade, the British Empire had a very strong national power at that time. On the other hand, although The industry has been revolutionized, but people's living habits and class society have become more and more conservative. Rich people are more eager to improve their class status, and having servants is a symbol of power."

"That's the starting point of the concept of maid, but the problem is that in today's Chinese society, maids are more often called maids. That's because the existence of maids has undergone a second transformation in modern society.

The reason is that under the secondary influence of Japanese otakus, maids have become the interpretation objects of words such as "cute" and "loving". This has also led to the gap between reality and fantasy. People no longer regard people who work neatly as The housekeeper is treated as a maid, but instead she pursues the concept of a maid in fantasy works, that is, a girl who is fragile and easy to overthrow, with different personalities but will eventually fall into her arms. "

“In my hometown of Tokyo, Akihabara has many well-known maid restaurants, scattered in the streets and alleys of Akihabara. Each shop has its own characteristics. Among them, the more famous ones include Tokyo maid restaurant, Akihabara, MIKARA, Hiroya and M.FACT.CAFE, etc.”

"I have left countless wonderful memories in these stores. I can tell you clearly that spiritual enjoyment can completely surpass physical desires under certain circumstances, that is to say -"

Hyperactive.

Chu Zihang knocked on the table and interrupted.

"Please keep it simple."

"That is to say, I rarely see so many cute girls in my class, and I really want them to put on beautiful dresses and serve me together." Fujimaru answered immediately.

Then, under Chu Zihang's surprised gaze and Lu Mingfei's "helpless but not incomprehensible" expression, she did not stop, but continued to dream.

“I would deliberately scatter the coffee that the maid had just poured on the floor when she approached the table, deliberately push her from behind when she passed by the expensive vase decoration, and then use my mobile phone to record her frightened and overwhelmed look and save it slowly. Take your time and appreciate it.”

With her eyes closed, the girl looked pious.

With his eyes closed, Chu Zihang looked hard to accept.

With his eyes closed, Lu Mingfei looked completely understandable and fully agreed.

"However, no matter how hard you try, yesterday's dream has become a waste." The girl finally relaxed the expression on her face and leaned against the table with her face propped up.

"The principal said that maids are really immoral and would not agree to this plan anyway."

"I think it's natural."

Chu Zihang calmly concluded.

"Hey~~~But the president doesn't want to see it~~~For example, I-" Suddenly, the girl pretended to be a model, and her excellent physical fitness and appearance made that nondescript action look really good. Point of beauty.

What to see? Have you seen Fujimaru Ritsuka’s maid outfit?

Chu Zihang looked at the girl's movements and thought for a while——

I'm a little interested, but not much. Maybe teenagers are not particularly enthusiastic about this kind of thing by nature.

The boy shook his head and was about to say he wasn't interested——

"——Comrade Lu Mingfei's maid outfit from our class!" The girl put her hand on the shoulders of the innocent people. Lu Mingfei, who was watching the show, suddenly froze.

What happened?

At the same time, Chu Zihang was also stunned.

He started thinking again, holding his chin with his fingers, his expression unchanged, and slowly spoke after a few seconds.

"I guess I'm still somewhat interested."

In the sense of having fun.

"Senior brother?!"

"Speaking of which, if you can't pass the maid disguise, what about the deacon uniform?" Of course, Chu Zihang was just trying to make a joke that didn't suit him, but after thinking about it, he thought that maybe the deacon uniform would be more suitable for Lu Mingfei to wear. .

However, Lu Mingfei said he wanted neither.

"Aren't these two the same?!"

"Is that so?" Chu Zihang looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Well, there is a conceptual difference, but in essence it's not that big." Even Ritsuka said hesitantly.

"But let me try to ask."

After that, the girl called the principal's phone number that she didn't know where she got it from.

Didi.

"Ah, hello, ah, it's about what happened last time -"

"Ah, good."

"Ah okay, I understand. Goodbye~"

The girl hung up the phone and slowly put her hand down.

She didn't say anything, she just looked straight ahead calmly.

"The principal said it's completely innocuous to morals."

How could the hateful flower grower be so prejudiced against maids?

*

At the same time, in another corner of Fuzhou City.

"Student files are OK."

"The school uniforms are ready."

"Biographical records, identity information, and consumption records are OK."

"Smile——"

In front of the mirror, the beautiful girl with chestnut hair poked the corners of her mouth with two fingers, observing her own expression. After repeatedly confirming that there was no difference between herself and the "standard smile" observed in TV commercials, the girl finally put her hands on her face. lay down.

"ok~"

The crescent moon was crescent, and the girl put her hands behind her back. As her body swayed slightly, her long hair also swayed, and she murmured softly involuntarily.

"Then, let's start fighting~"

There are too many lessons today, it should be just one chapter