The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

The next day, Tuesday, June 18th.

At three-thirty, the bell rang.

"Let's take a look at this question again and see whether the teacher's method is better or the answer is better."

"it is good--"

The math teacher closed the book and walked out of Class B.

"Woohoo! School is finally over, Yamada, let's go play basketball!"

"I'm coming!"

It seems that the physical education class in the afternoon was not enough. This time the physical education teacher finally abandoned the teaching method of team competition and let the students practice independently. This also gave Qing Gongfeng and the others a chance to fish.

After all, no one wants to break a sweat in the hot and muggy summer.

"Let's go, Qing Palace!"

"It's coming soon."

Qing Gongfeng was packing his schoolbag leisurely.

If placed in some high schools that do not require students to join clubs, he can go home directly now and play until eleven o'clock in the night and then fall asleep. If it is close to the school, it will be no problem to wake up at eight o'clock, because this time is far from the second school. There are still dozens of minutes left in class.

Not to mention that there are weekends every week, and there are activities such as cultural festivals, sports festivals, school trips, and winter camping every school year.

At this time, friends in China may have just finished the second class in the afternoon. What awaits them are the remaining two classes in the afternoon, as well as the long evening self-study that lasts until more than ten o'clock. The next day, after five o'clock, Get out of bed and alternate between running exercises or passionate morning reading.

Thinking of this, Qing Gongfeng scratched his head anxiously in Tokyo.

The four of them changed their shoes at the shoe cabinet, and their destination was the comprehensive activity building across the baseball field and stadium.

"Ah, it's such a cloudy day and it's not raining. It's almost suffocating people to death."

Yamazaki complained.

"Why should the activity building be built so far away? Can't it be built next to the teaching building like an office building?"

"There must be a reason why the school is built this way." The monitor said thoughtfully, which resulted in a few eye rolls.

"Then tell me what's the point?" Yamazaki's impatient voice could be heard from here to the tram at Hakusan Station. For some reason, Qing Gongfeng felt that this was the case.

"Look, aren't there talks about abandoned houses from the Heisei era on the Internet? Maybe this is for the school to let us exercise our bodies and minds. Just like the ramp at the school gate, it symbolizes that only with enough effort can we walk. After entering such an educational institution, and even after entering, you still cannot slack off at all.”

The squad leader thought for a moment and answered confidently.

The air around the four people fell silent for a moment.

It was Qing Gongfeng who broke the silence first.

"The monitor's Mandarin scores should be very good."

"It's really like that." Facing Qing Gongfeng, who is number one in the country, the monitor's tone is not false. It seems that his Chinese level is really good. He must have perfect scores every time in reading comprehension.

"That's no surprise."

Yamazaki and Ishigami both nodded, seemingly understanding something.

"What's wrong? What I just said was wrong? It doesn't make sense."

Noisily, several people came to the comprehensive activity building and separated from then on.

Qing Gongfeng climbed up the stairs and found two pairs of small leather shoes neatly placed in front of the tea club.

"Good afternoon, you two."

Knocking on the door and walking in, Qing Gongfeng smiled.

"Kyomiya-san, good afternoon."

The lovely Miss Orange Cat returned his bright smile, and Qing Gongfeng instantly felt that the entire tea club was brightened.

Ah, this world is indeed inseparable from cats. Resisting the urge to touch Ye Yuehua's little head, Qing Gongfeng asked with a smile.

"Hazuki-san seems to be in a good mood. Did something good happen to you?"

"Good things? I don't think so, but can't you feel happy if good things don't happen?"

Hazuki Yuka tilted her little head and asked, but Qing Gongfeng suddenly stopped her.

He gave a thumbs up: "Hazuki-kun is right. This is a great point. A certain minister should really learn from it."

A certain minister raised his eyes and glanced at Qing Gongfeng, but said nothing, or it would be better to say that he disdained to speak.

Just like Houtaro Oreki, who has always adhered to the concept of "energy saving", he couldn't resist Chitanda Eru's "I'm very curious". At this moment, just like that moment, Kiyomiya Kaede opened his eyes wide. , said: "Good afternoon, Mr. Minister."

Qing Gongfeng felt that his eyes were shining with light, a light that any teenage girl who was not blind could not help but feel happy when she saw it.

Hanashanyin Chiyo did not answer, but looked at Qing Gongfeng with a little doubt.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Minister."

Qing Gongfeng shouted again, and emphasized the pronunciation of the words "Good afternoon".

"Yes." The minister mentioned by Qing Gongfeng nodded lightly, which probably meant - I understand, please step back.

"..."

Isn't it a bit perfunctory? For the sake of a harmonious and beautiful tomorrow for the tea society, Qing Gongfeng decided to rectify the unhealthy habits of Qianyo Huashanyuan.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Minister."

Hanashanyin Chiyo's expression was calm, mixed with a hint of disgust. She saw what Qing Gongfeng wanted to do, and softly uttered:

"childish."

Qing Gong Kaede curled her lips, and Yuka Hazuki, who was watching the show, laughed out loud. She suddenly discovered that Qing Gong Kaede and Hanayamain Chiyo were somewhat similar to the male protagonists in her novels, but their identities were swapped.

"Mr. Minister, I think the Tea Club should have a new rule, which is conducive to the friendship and harmony of the club."

Qing Gongfeng held his hands in front of Huashanyuan Chiyo with a stern face.

Hanashanyin Chiyo, who looked up at Qing Gongfeng, raised his arrogant chin and motioned for him to continue.

"When you say hello, the other person should also respond well."

"Kyomiya-san, you mean that when I face strangers who come to the club to ask for help, I have to respond to their greetings with a smile?"

It was clear that Chiyo Hanashanyin was in a low position at this time, but it felt like she was standing at the highest point, looking down at the people on the ground. That kind of superior aura could make people breathless.

"...Ah, no, forget it."

Qing Gongfeng shook his head decisively. That was too unrealistic. Let alone a stranger, even Qing Gongfeng, who was gradually becoming a great person, would be stunned for a few seconds when he saw the smiling Chiyo Hanayamain.

And afterwards, he had to consider whether the world was coming to an end, otherwise why would he see the illusion.

Well, that's the case. Qing Gongfeng feels that the probability of the end of the world happening tomorrow is higher than this.

Watching the game, Yuka Hazuki silently raised the score on one side of the scoreboard. In this battle, her favorite classmate Kiyomiya was at a disadvantage again.

"At least the club members should respond well within themselves. I think Hazuki-san also hopes to see the minister communicate well with his friends."

The two people's eyes instantly fell on Hazuki Yuka. She couldn't help shrinking her body, and her toes wrapped in white socks that were pressed under her buttocks also curled up.