Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan swallowed unconsciously, picked up the cookie and stuffed it into his mouth, tilting his head to look at him: "What if they really show up?"

"Oh?" The chairman pinched the cookie and looked at the lines converging toward the center. "Just catch them all and see what they want to do. If it's not good for the campus, don't blame me for being ruthless in maintaining order."

……

Song Nan walked slowly on the campus road, and beside him, Wu Ying happily held his arm.

He paused, turned his head to look at her, and asked, "Where is the chairman?"

The smile on Wu Ying's face has not disappeared since she saw him.

She raised her head and looked at him, her tone full of pride: "Chairman? He was pulled to work. After all, he has been absent from work for a day and a night. If he doesn't work again, I will write him a letter of complaint. If he keeps being complained, even if it is The great Chairman must also feel very distressed~"

Song Nan's mouth twitched and he smiled: "Really? As the vice chairman..."

Wu Ying tilted her head and smiled brightly: "Don't worry, we will complete your work well."

Song Nan was stunned and murmured in a low voice: "But I am the vice chairman, so I should help the chairman share the work."

Wu Ying bit her lower lip, lowered her head and stopped: "Does it have to be a boy?"

"Ok?"

Song Nan was confused and opened his mouth to ask, but she grabbed his arm and pushed him to the wall.

Wu Ying put her hand against him and raised her head, with deep unwillingness in her dark eyes: "Why do you only have that man in your eyes? Is it possible to attract your attention only by becoming a man?"

Song Nan's pupils narrowed: "What?"

Wu Ying frowned, slowly let go of him, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I got a little out of control."

She took a few steps back and called the nearby student council members to come forward and take over the responsibility of guarding him. Then she turned around, whispered goodbye to him and left quickly.

Song Nan looked at her retreating back and reached out to cover his arms, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Vice president, do you want to continue walking?" one of the student union members asked.

Song Nan tilted her head to look at him, and then smiled slightly: "Please, please stay with me for a while."

The student's face turned red and he immediately waved his hand: "No trouble, no trouble!"

Song Nan smiled and walked slowly in front. Seeing that they had been standing cautiously behind him, he couldn't help but put his hands on their shoulders and gently pushed them forward: "Why are you walking behind me? What a terrible person I am. ?"

The students shook their heads and followed his strength and quickly stepped forward, walking shoulder to shoulder with him, but they still lowered their heads unconsciously and glanced at him from time to time.

Song Nan smiled warmly, ignored their little movements, and began to concentrate on watching the campus scenery.

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The wind quietly emerged, lifting petals and gently brushing his cheeks.

Song Nan paused, then raised his hand to hold a piece of scattered cherry blossoms, and a faint and familiar cold fragrance overflowed from the petals.

He raised his eyebrows, let go of the petals, and watched as it continued to wander in the wind, falling to the ground, gently resting on the petals below, becoming part of the pink "carpet" that formed the road.

"The cherry blossoms seem to be always so lush."

The students on the side looked at the gentle and beautiful young man among the petals, swallowed unconsciously, and responded dumbly: "It is said that the chairman planted these cherry blossoms, but there are also rumors that this cherry blossom forest has appeared since the school was founded. So we can't be sure which one is true."

"However, one thing is certain." The two students would look at each other.

"This cherry blossom has never withered. Although the petals fall with the wind every day, it has never diminished."

"This has been discussed in forums by students."

"Some people think that there are monsters in the school, and it is the monsters that have maintained the status quo of the cherry blossom trees; some people think that the chairman is omnipotent and just keeps the cherry blossoms in bloom, which is not a problem for him; of course, more people believe that it is the cherry blossoms. The question of variety…”

But there are no cherry blossoms that never fade.

Song Nan smiled slightly and asked gently: "Which one do you think is the answer?"

When they heard this, their eyes burst out with intense light, and they all raised their hands and shouted: "Of course it is the great Chairman!"

Song Nan was stunned and chuckled: "Hahaha~ You guys really like him~"

"Of course! The chairman is our god!" They were extremely enthusiastic. At the same time, a faint silver light appeared around them, turning into strands of light and floating into the air, towards the student union building.

Song Nan narrowed his eyes slightly and agreed with them with a smile, and then he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

He turned his head and saw a young man wearing a Prajna mask sticking his head out from the wall and looking around furtively.

"Vice Chairman, is there something over there?" A student noticed his movements and immediately followed his line of sight, but saw nothing.

Song Nantong smiled slightly at the young man who waved hello to him: "No~"

The man nodded, then raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, with a distressed look on his face: "Vice Chairman, it's time for you to go back. The end of get out of class is coming soon. If you are discovered by the students, there will definitely be traffic here again. It’s blocked…”

Song Nan paused, and then he remembered that he was a student and should have to go to class: "Why don't I have to go to class?"

The students stared at him with wide eyes and looked at him in disbelief. They opened their mouths to speak, but suddenly choked and became confused: "Yes, why doesn't the vice president have to go to class?"

Although they were puzzled, they still answered affirmatively: "I don't know why, but subconsciously we feel that the chairman and vice-chairman do not have to attend classes and are not bound by the school's rules. They are the most 'free' people."

Song Nan walked with them and said calmly: "Rules?"

The student nodded: "The rules are set by the chairman. More than half of them are about you. Most of them are to protect your safety, but there is one that is strange..."

He looked strange and hesitant, wondering whether he should tell him or not.

Song Nan smiled gently: "Why do you say that?"

The student's brows were furrowed, his pupils gradually lost their brightness, and there was a moment of stagnation.

His eyes were dazed, and he shook his head in discomfort: "I can't say. If you want to know, you'd better ask the chairman."

Song Nan narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he saw that he had reached the student union building, he waved to them: "You still want to patrol and maintain order, right? Just sending me here is enough. Thank you."

The students waved their hands sheepishly: "You're welcome, it's our honor to walk with you."

The corners of Song Nan's mouth were slightly raised, and the smile did not reach his eyes. After watching them leave, he turned to look at the young man in red who had been watching for a long time.

The young man hung upside down in the air, looking at him, covering his mask's mouth teasingly: "Their attitude towards you is really unusual~"

Song Nan frowned and stared at him quietly.

The boy's movements were stiff, and he felt inexplicably guilty: "What's wrong?"

Song Nan pouted: "You asked your little brother to scare me last time."

"..." The young man laughed dryly, "I forgot to tell them, you can't stand being scared."

Song Nan refused to accept his apology and turned away from looking at him.

The young man was stunned, suddenly became anxious, and floated in front of him: "Hey, how can I get angry with the boss!"

Song Nan raised his eyebrows and suddenly reached out to grab him.

The young man's pupils shrank and he retreated backwards reflexively. Unexpectedly, Song Nan was faster than him.

Song Nan looked at the young man's wrist being held, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Hey, I can touch you."

The young man was shocked and couldn't believe it. He even forgot to struggle: "How is it possible!"

Song Nan noticed his expression and slowly let go of his hand. Unexpectedly, he quickly backed away as if he had seen some wild beast.

"You, don't come over!" The young man put his hands behind his back, watched his every move vigilantly, and threatened without any force, "If you come over, I will call my little brother to scare you every day!"

Song Nan smiled slightly and spread his hands, showing off his harmlessness: "Don't be nervous, boss. Aren't you here to tell me the information about the suspicious person? It's not convenient to communicate at such a distance."

The young man paused and glanced at him suspiciously. After seeing that he was motionless and really had no intention of attacking, he relaxed again and raised his hands behind his head, looking at ease.

"Damn it, I will forget it if you don't tell me. Let's go, let's go, there will be a lot of people here soon. Let's go to your room first and communicate slowly in a quiet place."