Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

After closing the door, the square-faced boy excitedly put his hand on Su Qing's shoulder and said with a chuckle, "Do you want to join the Tea Ceremony Club? Let me tell you, you made the right decision to join our Tea Ceremony Club. Come on, come in and talk."

Su Qing felt a little evil when he touched her. She moved a few steps to the side, broke free from the boy's restraints, glanced at him, and couldn't help thinking: This guy...could he be a gay?

The boy was not angry despite being rejected so obviously by Su Qing. He continued to laugh and said, "Please come in." Then he walked forward to lead the way for Su Qing.

Su Qing looked back at the closed door, then looked at the boy's back, and without making a sound, she quietly opened the door, leaving it ajar.

Following behind the boy, Su Qing faintly smelled the fragrance of tea and thought to himself: It seems that this tea ceremony club is quite serious. This senior locked the door in such a hurry, probably because he was afraid that I would run away.

That’s right. The funding for clubs in Japanese schools is often linked to the number of students. The more students there are, the more disposable funds the school will provide.

On the contrary, if the club has too few members, not to mention funding, there is even the possibility of it being abolished, or being downgraded to something like a hobby club. In this case, not only will there be no funding and exclusive club activity rooms, but there will also be many inconveniences in attracting new blood. In the long run, decline is inevitable.

What's more, in Neon, the most popular clubs are actually sports clubs, such as baseball, kendo, football or basketball clubs, which account for the majority.

As for the tea ceremony club and literary club, on the one hand, it is difficult to carry out club activities and not many people are interested in them. Even if they are interested, only a few can stick with it for a long time.

However, this does not mean that sports clubs have it easy. On the contrary, the hardship in sports clubs is much greater than these, and the elimination mechanism is more cruel. It’s just that the base number is too large, so there is no need to worry too much about being eliminated.

To sum it up in one sentence: Those who can't stick to the tea ceremony will certainly not be good at anything else.

Su Qing is willing to call it "The Bible of Tea Ceremony".

Coming to the club classroom, there was a large tea table in the middle. Men and women with ordinary looks were sitting around it, making tea attentively. Su Qing could not help but nod. It seemed that the atmosphere of this tea ceremony club was really good. Su Qing had already imagined a bright future for himself in the next two years, making friends, singing praises of youth, and shedding sweat in this club.

When the men and women at the table saw Su Qing, they all stopped making tea, their eyes sparkling, and they shouted excitedly: "Is this the new member who is going to join the company? Come on, come on!"

Su Qing nodded slightly and said politely: "Yes, I am Su Qing from Class C of the sophomore year. I would like to visit your club and decide whether to join..."

Before Su Qing could finish his words, two men stood on each side and pressed Su Qing down with both hands at the same time. Su Qing sat on the table, feeling a little confused.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about? Once you come to the Tea Ceremony Club, you are ours! Come on, let me show you our Tea Ceremony Club's authentic treasure, the Silk Stocking Milk Tea!"

Stockings... milk tea? Besides, is milk tea also considered tea? Then is green tea also considered tea?

Su Qing felt frightened and uneasy.

I saw a boy excitedly taking out a bucket of water from somewhere and shaking it, trying to create some chemical reaction inside.

Su Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to see something, but when he saw clearly, he was stunned.

I saw that there was actually milk tea in the bucket... No, no, why are there really stockings in the milk tea! Bastard!!!

Su Qing thought this was some kind of false propaganda to promote marketing. For example, there is no wife in wife cake, no fish in fish-flavored pork shreds, and no beef in braised beef noodles. Similarly, there shouldn't be stockings in silk stocking milk tea, right? !

So, is silk stocking milk tea really milk tea made with silk stockings? How could a normal person want to drink this kind of thing?

Before Su Qing could give a thumbs up for their genuine materials and good value for money, he heard another boy muttering to himself, like the whisper of the god of death: "Hehehehe... this was taken off by the senior sister with the longest legs in the track and field club next door after running five kilometers in black stockings. It's original and fresh... I begged for a long time to get such an opportunity hehe... newcomer you are so lucky..."

Sorry, I don’t want to detect athlete’s foot or something like that in my mouth, I’m afraid I won’t be able to enjoy it…

Su Qing felt his stomach churning. He didn't like this feeling very much. He didn't know why, but he could vaguely smell something bad, which was a bit unpleasant. So he stood up with a cold look. His usually kind eyes also became a bit scary. His tone was icy: "I'm sorry, seniors. I'm suddenly not very interested in your Tea Ceremony Club. That's it. Thank you."

"Hey? Wait..." One of the girls saw that the handsome guy who had finally come was about to run away, and wanted to ask him to stay, but when Su Qing looked at her with emotionless eyes, she closed her mouth obediently and watched him leave silently.

"Ya Bai, it's all your fault for insisting on doing this. Now you've scared away all the newbies!"

"Hey, Oishi, that's not what you said yesterday! I saw you secretly pour yourself a cup before leaving yesterday..."

"You, you, you, how can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air? I was just checking to see if the milk tea was expired!"

"Haha, no wonder I found so much less when I came here this morning. It turns out you drank it secretly, Oishi. Obviously... even I haven't had a sip yet!"

"Ishigami, no need to say anything, let him know the consequences of running away!"

"Ahhhh, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never dare to drink secretly again..."

……

Su Qing felt a little depressed when he left the Tea Ceremony Club. However, he didn't feel that the people in the Tea Ceremony Club had any ill intentions. They were probably just joking.

Unfortunately, Su Qing is a gentleman, he is not a pervert who likes to drink silk stocking milk tea!

He acted like that just now just to avoid further communication, because he felt that he would really vomit if he stayed any longer, so he had no choice but to act like that.

But, is there something wrong with the clubs in this school? Why are they all so weird? I couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I tried. Besides, I wasn't in a good state to continue visiting the clubs today.

Su Qing rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little tired. He felt that he had wasted a lot of time. He should go back and read a book quickly.

……

It was September, and five o'clock was just the tail end of the evening.

Su Qing was walking on the road alone.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the earth, covering it with a thin layer of golden gauze. The faint lights and aroma of coffee from the street cafes filled the alleys of the city.

The evening breeze came and went gently, causing the leaves on the roadside to rustle.

So Su Qing walked alone. Most of the students had already gone home, and the office workers had not yet gotten off work. The surroundings seemed a little desolate. Only his shadow followed behind him, getting longer and longer in the afterglow of the setting sun.

……

"Shiina-san, why are you here?!"