Luoshan High School, in the student council president's office.
"Ah - will you still go to the video game city often?" Dong Hua tapped her cheek with the tip of a pen, then lowered her head and quickly wrote down in her notebook.
"That's right, but I still suggest that you reduce the violent behavior of picking quarrels and provoking troubles outside the school. After all, it's a male lead, so it's better to be more positive when publishing it." Akashi picked up his teacup and took a shallow sip. It was a bit hot for him. The red-haired boy with a cat tongue was burned to the tip of his tongue. He paused before putting down his teacup and continuing, "And if it goes too far, readers may not buy it."
Donghua's eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement.
While lowering her head to record, she said softly: "Is such a difficult person still a former member of Akashi-kun? It will be very difficult to manage, right?"
"It's okay," Akashi propped his chin, the girl should just say a casual greeting, but he didn't know what to think, and continued to speak softly, "It was the former senior captain who made great efforts to discipline him, and he also retired soon after the senior retired. .”
Donghua blinked, and some memories could be found in the depths of her memory. After all, the Diguang men's basketball team was the most popular at that time, and the chairman also valued it very much. The cafeteria and auditorium sometimes played videos of their games.The girl frowned, and hesitantly pulled out the vague words in her memory one by one: "Is that senior named Hongcun? Senior Hongcun?"
Akashi Seijuro glanced at her: "You know?"
After all, for the entire three years in junior high school, Donghua of Xiyuan Temple has always been an ice and snow beauty who doesn't hear anything outside the window. After class, she goes straight to the shogi club. Other gossip or small talk rarely attracts her attention.
"I've heard a little bit about it. After all, it's the 'Generation of Miracles' club, and the names of its members are always more familiar than other clubs."
Donghua pressed the nib of the ballpoint pen, let the nib retract into the pen case, and then took out the phone.She has almost finished her work, and there is only one finishing job left, but she seems to intend to leave with Akashi, so now she simply starts working as "Yuki Matsukage".
Her hands are fast, and the overall outline has already been written. After all, novels with bad boys as the male lead can be regarded as popular themes, and there are many types of female leads that can be matched. A popular choice.
But this time Donghua chose the former. After all, as a socialite, she has a lot of contacts with good girls, and she is even one of them. Naturally, there are traces to follow; however, the latter is an unknown field for her. It's easier to be a good girl.
"Is it going to start again so soon? Even a professional novelist has to work so hard?" Akashi put aside the documents under his hand, and then took a new one.
"Recently, there are some problems in the publishing house. We need to help as much as possible." Donghua raised her hand and pinned her long hair behind her ears. Don't shy away from discussing these issues with him.
Moreover, people have a desire to confide. The two people who knew about it before were not around, and they seldom met each other, let alone confide. Now that there is an additional Akashi Seijuro among the insiders, it can be said to be A good thing in disguise.
"Want to listen to it? Story outline." Dong Hua tilted her head, holding the notebook and asked him softly.
"...I'm not very good at appreciating light novels." Akashi stopped the pen in his hand and said in a low voice after a moment of silence.
"It's okay, just to see if there's anything out of line," Donghua continued to tilt her head, a row of slender fingertips glowing pink resting on the edge of the table, the girl's voice was as usual, but Akashi couldn't understand it The hidden request, "And I think that Akashi-kun can do well in any field—regardless of known or unknown."
Akashi Seijuro blinked when he heard the words, and then turned his eyes to look at her. Looking at her from such an angle, it is almost impossible to see the appearance of different pupils. Fuyuka can only see the pair of cat-like pupils slowly expanding and rounding. As for occupying more than half of the pupil membrane, the boy's already very strong sense of innocence was magnified even more, and he looked almost like a child who had just entered junior high school.
Under Dong Hua's gaze, he turned the pen, and then slowly leaned on the back of the chair: "If possible, I will definitely provide advice."
Donghua got his consent, sat up straight immediately, and turned on the phone. Just when Akashi thought she was going to read to herself, the girl pressed the voice change button with a blank expression, without any emotion and cut off the sentence The strange mechanical female voice immediately echoed in the small office.
Akashi: "..."
In fact, the whole story is still a very clichéd and typical commercialized fast-paced light novel: as a study committee member, the obedient female protagonist is entrusted by the head teacher, and has to take responsibility for the academic performance of the bad boy male protagonist—otherwise he will repeat the grade, and each other The two people who looked down on each other also developed feelings for each other in the friction. The good girl worked tirelessly to help the bad boy with tutoring for the future of the two, and then the bad boy also changed his past very cooperatively. Finally, he was admitted to one of the best in Japan prestigious university.
Akashi: "..."
At first, I was worried that her words were "too much", but it really is unfounded.
The mechanical female voice dutifully finished reading the last syllable before it fell silent. Donghua leaned forward and asked with some expectation: "What do you think?"
Akashi: "..."
How should I put it, is it very much in line with the core values of the country next door?
Just as he was about to say something, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and the accountant's voice came through indistinctly: "President, may I come in?"
Donghua quickly turned her head around, showing a hard-working look that she was working hard, and with her originally indifferent face, almost no one could think that she was asking the student council president for advice just now.
Akashi Seijuro sighed, and slightly raised his voice: "Yes."
The door panel opened in response, and the accountant wearing glasses walked to the desk, first unconsciously glanced at the blond girl who was writing with her head down, then turned the document in her hand to the desk, and pushed it to the desk. Akashi's eyes: "Some of the clubs that have returned their funding applications before continue to submit, especially the sports clubs, and the arguments are very irresistible: they say that the results of this sports festival will be linked to the freshmen recruited in the next quarter."
Akashi opened the document in front of him, but after reading a few pages, his brows were already frowned: "But the funds they asked for are too outrageous, and there are still many large-scale activities to be held in the future, and all the funds allocated by the school cannot be used in In terms of community."
Donghua paused at the tip of her pen.
Is it an illusion...?I always felt that Akashi-kun's voice suddenly became very cold.
The accountant stood in front of the desk, feeling a little helpless: "The information has been informed in advance, but they can't listen to it, and they are still submitting the application."
The office suddenly fell silent.
There is nothing wrong with seeking the benefits of the club, but there are still very few clubs like the men's basketball club with high school freshmen as their ministers, and most of the ministers of those clubs are third-year students.They have stayed in Luoshan for three years, do they really have no rough estimate of the status of previous funding applications?
Probably not, they just took advantage of the fact that the student council president was a freshman in high school, and they didn't know the financial situation of the previous year, so they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.
Akashi rubbed his fingers, nodded to the accountant after a while: "I understand, thank you for your hard work, go out and do some work first."
The accountant nodded, left the documents here, closed the door and went out again.
Donghua turned her eyes sideways, and asked in a low voice, "Akashi-kun, is there anything I can do to help?"
"Huh?" Akashi came back to his senses and turned to look at her.
Donghua was taken aback by the indifference and coldness in his eyes, she blinked reflexively, she suspected that she was wrong, and when she looked again, the red-haired boy's eyes had returned to their usual calmness, he pursed his eyes. Pursing her lips: "Can you? Then please help me find out the accounting books for funding applications over the years? It's on the bookshelf at the back."
Dong Hua glanced down at the documents he was still waiting to complete, and realized that she had taken up a lot of his time, so she nodded with some remorse: "Of course."
The wall-mounted bookshelf behind the desk is very high, and the top almost touches the ceiling. Donghua stood up, looked up at her neck for a while, and then found the approximate location—it was located on the top three floors of the entire bookshelf. It is absolutely impossible to get it by your own height.
She glanced at Akashi who was working with his head down.
Akashi-kun probably won't get it...
She looked around the office for a week at a loss, and was pleasantly surprised to find a bench that was not too high or too low next to the bookshelf, which was probably left by the previous secretary.
She nodded herself, quite self-consciously disregarding the relationship between "bench" and "perfect Akashi-kun".
Without disturbing Akashi, Donghua put the bench in place, and then stepped on it, but she reached out to reach it, but found that the account book was still not reachable by the height and the bench.Dong Hua pursed her lips worriedly, and then glanced at the bench under her feet, genuinely doubting its stability.
The wall clock rang the hour just right at this time, Donghua was stunned for a moment, remembering the precious time she wasted on Akashi, she gritted her teeth and stood on tiptoe trying to touch the dusty account book.
Unexpectedly, the bench did not meet her doubts. Before Donghua could touch the spine of the book, she staggered under her feet. She suddenly lost her balance, and she didn't even have time to let out a scream in a hurry.
Akashi only heard a rustling behind him, and was about to look back when a sharp sound of wood grinding against each other hit his eardrums violently, and he only had time to turn the office chair that resembled an e-sports half a turn—a sudden sight in front of him Flowers, and at the same time the fresh and sweet citrus aroma rushed over melancholy, and suddenly I was hit by something soft and heavy——
Akashi blinked blankly, the luxuriant long hair that once gave birth to the idea of touching was now scattered on his shoulders, and his fingers were caught off guard against the girl's slender and tight waist without moving. Wire.If Donghua sees his expression, she must sigh that the childishness at this time is even worse than before, but at this moment she is still bending over the boy's shoulder in a daze, unable to relax.
The red-haired boy lowered his head in a daze, but the next moment he quickly looked away, and the roots of his ears were quickly dyed crimson.
Donghua finally came back to her senses, stretched out her hand, pressed down on the boy's solid shoulder, and said in a daze, "Sorry, I'm sorry Akashi... ah!"
She finally figured out the situation, her cheeks were immediately stained with a deep blush, and she screamed in a low voice. She quickly pulled up the hem of her skirt, put her palms on the handle of the chair, and wanted to stand up from his lap.
However, she forgot that the goddamn office chair was imitating gaming, the wheels only turned slightly, and she immediately lost her balance again and fell heavily on Akashi.
Although he has a handsome and elegant baby face, Akashi is still a veritable athletic boy. How can he be so weak that he can dominate the men's basketball team? Hot and soft.
The door panel was knocked again, probably just came in a few minutes ago, this time he pushed the door directly: "I'm sorry, President, another page of my files is in the file—"
The next words choked in his throat, and he could no longer utter a syllable. The accountant stood in front of the door in a daze, staring blankly at the blond beauty who had just been recruited by the president lying on the president's chest, The head kissed his side face, and the loose long hair blocked half of the girl's cheek, and also prevented the accountant from seeing her expression clearly.
Do you still want to continue kissing after I come in?
Sure enough, the chairman's woman is extraordinary.
The accountant is worthy of the elites that Akashi personally picked up, immediately cleaned up the expression on his face, pushed his glasses, nodded to Akashi, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will keep it secret."
After all, he didn't care about that page of information, and just pushed the door out... and closed the door intimately.
Akashi: "..."
The author has something to say:
Flower cub, don't be shy, you will use this posture in the future
-
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Xiaoxiannan;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
"Ah - will you still go to the video game city often?" Dong Hua tapped her cheek with the tip of a pen, then lowered her head and quickly wrote down in her notebook.
"That's right, but I still suggest that you reduce the violent behavior of picking quarrels and provoking troubles outside the school. After all, it's a male lead, so it's better to be more positive when publishing it." Akashi picked up his teacup and took a shallow sip. It was a bit hot for him. The red-haired boy with a cat tongue was burned to the tip of his tongue. He paused before putting down his teacup and continuing, "And if it goes too far, readers may not buy it."
Donghua's eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement.
While lowering her head to record, she said softly: "Is such a difficult person still a former member of Akashi-kun? It will be very difficult to manage, right?"
"It's okay," Akashi propped his chin, the girl should just say a casual greeting, but he didn't know what to think, and continued to speak softly, "It was the former senior captain who made great efforts to discipline him, and he also retired soon after the senior retired. .”
Donghua blinked, and some memories could be found in the depths of her memory. After all, the Diguang men's basketball team was the most popular at that time, and the chairman also valued it very much. The cafeteria and auditorium sometimes played videos of their games.The girl frowned, and hesitantly pulled out the vague words in her memory one by one: "Is that senior named Hongcun? Senior Hongcun?"
Akashi Seijuro glanced at her: "You know?"
After all, for the entire three years in junior high school, Donghua of Xiyuan Temple has always been an ice and snow beauty who doesn't hear anything outside the window. After class, she goes straight to the shogi club. Other gossip or small talk rarely attracts her attention.
"I've heard a little bit about it. After all, it's the 'Generation of Miracles' club, and the names of its members are always more familiar than other clubs."
Donghua pressed the nib of the ballpoint pen, let the nib retract into the pen case, and then took out the phone.She has almost finished her work, and there is only one finishing job left, but she seems to intend to leave with Akashi, so now she simply starts working as "Yuki Matsukage".
Her hands are fast, and the overall outline has already been written. After all, novels with bad boys as the male lead can be regarded as popular themes, and there are many types of female leads that can be matched. A popular choice.
But this time Donghua chose the former. After all, as a socialite, she has a lot of contacts with good girls, and she is even one of them. Naturally, there are traces to follow; however, the latter is an unknown field for her. It's easier to be a good girl.
"Is it going to start again so soon? Even a professional novelist has to work so hard?" Akashi put aside the documents under his hand, and then took a new one.
"Recently, there are some problems in the publishing house. We need to help as much as possible." Donghua raised her hand and pinned her long hair behind her ears. Don't shy away from discussing these issues with him.
Moreover, people have a desire to confide. The two people who knew about it before were not around, and they seldom met each other, let alone confide. Now that there is an additional Akashi Seijuro among the insiders, it can be said to be A good thing in disguise.
"Want to listen to it? Story outline." Dong Hua tilted her head, holding the notebook and asked him softly.
"...I'm not very good at appreciating light novels." Akashi stopped the pen in his hand and said in a low voice after a moment of silence.
"It's okay, just to see if there's anything out of line," Donghua continued to tilt her head, a row of slender fingertips glowing pink resting on the edge of the table, the girl's voice was as usual, but Akashi couldn't understand it The hidden request, "And I think that Akashi-kun can do well in any field—regardless of known or unknown."
Akashi Seijuro blinked when he heard the words, and then turned his eyes to look at her. Looking at her from such an angle, it is almost impossible to see the appearance of different pupils. Fuyuka can only see the pair of cat-like pupils slowly expanding and rounding. As for occupying more than half of the pupil membrane, the boy's already very strong sense of innocence was magnified even more, and he looked almost like a child who had just entered junior high school.
Under Dong Hua's gaze, he turned the pen, and then slowly leaned on the back of the chair: "If possible, I will definitely provide advice."
Donghua got his consent, sat up straight immediately, and turned on the phone. Just when Akashi thought she was going to read to herself, the girl pressed the voice change button with a blank expression, without any emotion and cut off the sentence The strange mechanical female voice immediately echoed in the small office.
Akashi: "..."
In fact, the whole story is still a very clichéd and typical commercialized fast-paced light novel: as a study committee member, the obedient female protagonist is entrusted by the head teacher, and has to take responsibility for the academic performance of the bad boy male protagonist—otherwise he will repeat the grade, and each other The two people who looked down on each other also developed feelings for each other in the friction. The good girl worked tirelessly to help the bad boy with tutoring for the future of the two, and then the bad boy also changed his past very cooperatively. Finally, he was admitted to one of the best in Japan prestigious university.
Akashi: "..."
At first, I was worried that her words were "too much", but it really is unfounded.
The mechanical female voice dutifully finished reading the last syllable before it fell silent. Donghua leaned forward and asked with some expectation: "What do you think?"
Akashi: "..."
How should I put it, is it very much in line with the core values of the country next door?
Just as he was about to say something, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and the accountant's voice came through indistinctly: "President, may I come in?"
Donghua quickly turned her head around, showing a hard-working look that she was working hard, and with her originally indifferent face, almost no one could think that she was asking the student council president for advice just now.
Akashi Seijuro sighed, and slightly raised his voice: "Yes."
The door panel opened in response, and the accountant wearing glasses walked to the desk, first unconsciously glanced at the blond girl who was writing with her head down, then turned the document in her hand to the desk, and pushed it to the desk. Akashi's eyes: "Some of the clubs that have returned their funding applications before continue to submit, especially the sports clubs, and the arguments are very irresistible: they say that the results of this sports festival will be linked to the freshmen recruited in the next quarter."
Akashi opened the document in front of him, but after reading a few pages, his brows were already frowned: "But the funds they asked for are too outrageous, and there are still many large-scale activities to be held in the future, and all the funds allocated by the school cannot be used in In terms of community."
Donghua paused at the tip of her pen.
Is it an illusion...?I always felt that Akashi-kun's voice suddenly became very cold.
The accountant stood in front of the desk, feeling a little helpless: "The information has been informed in advance, but they can't listen to it, and they are still submitting the application."
The office suddenly fell silent.
There is nothing wrong with seeking the benefits of the club, but there are still very few clubs like the men's basketball club with high school freshmen as their ministers, and most of the ministers of those clubs are third-year students.They have stayed in Luoshan for three years, do they really have no rough estimate of the status of previous funding applications?
Probably not, they just took advantage of the fact that the student council president was a freshman in high school, and they didn't know the financial situation of the previous year, so they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.
Akashi rubbed his fingers, nodded to the accountant after a while: "I understand, thank you for your hard work, go out and do some work first."
The accountant nodded, left the documents here, closed the door and went out again.
Donghua turned her eyes sideways, and asked in a low voice, "Akashi-kun, is there anything I can do to help?"
"Huh?" Akashi came back to his senses and turned to look at her.
Donghua was taken aback by the indifference and coldness in his eyes, she blinked reflexively, she suspected that she was wrong, and when she looked again, the red-haired boy's eyes had returned to their usual calmness, he pursed his eyes. Pursing her lips: "Can you? Then please help me find out the accounting books for funding applications over the years? It's on the bookshelf at the back."
Dong Hua glanced down at the documents he was still waiting to complete, and realized that she had taken up a lot of his time, so she nodded with some remorse: "Of course."
The wall-mounted bookshelf behind the desk is very high, and the top almost touches the ceiling. Donghua stood up, looked up at her neck for a while, and then found the approximate location—it was located on the top three floors of the entire bookshelf. It is absolutely impossible to get it by your own height.
She glanced at Akashi who was working with his head down.
Akashi-kun probably won't get it...
She looked around the office for a week at a loss, and was pleasantly surprised to find a bench that was not too high or too low next to the bookshelf, which was probably left by the previous secretary.
She nodded herself, quite self-consciously disregarding the relationship between "bench" and "perfect Akashi-kun".
Without disturbing Akashi, Donghua put the bench in place, and then stepped on it, but she reached out to reach it, but found that the account book was still not reachable by the height and the bench.Dong Hua pursed her lips worriedly, and then glanced at the bench under her feet, genuinely doubting its stability.
The wall clock rang the hour just right at this time, Donghua was stunned for a moment, remembering the precious time she wasted on Akashi, she gritted her teeth and stood on tiptoe trying to touch the dusty account book.
Unexpectedly, the bench did not meet her doubts. Before Donghua could touch the spine of the book, she staggered under her feet. She suddenly lost her balance, and she didn't even have time to let out a scream in a hurry.
Akashi only heard a rustling behind him, and was about to look back when a sharp sound of wood grinding against each other hit his eardrums violently, and he only had time to turn the office chair that resembled an e-sports half a turn—a sudden sight in front of him Flowers, and at the same time the fresh and sweet citrus aroma rushed over melancholy, and suddenly I was hit by something soft and heavy——
Akashi blinked blankly, the luxuriant long hair that once gave birth to the idea of touching was now scattered on his shoulders, and his fingers were caught off guard against the girl's slender and tight waist without moving. Wire.If Donghua sees his expression, she must sigh that the childishness at this time is even worse than before, but at this moment she is still bending over the boy's shoulder in a daze, unable to relax.
The red-haired boy lowered his head in a daze, but the next moment he quickly looked away, and the roots of his ears were quickly dyed crimson.
Donghua finally came back to her senses, stretched out her hand, pressed down on the boy's solid shoulder, and said in a daze, "Sorry, I'm sorry Akashi... ah!"
She finally figured out the situation, her cheeks were immediately stained with a deep blush, and she screamed in a low voice. She quickly pulled up the hem of her skirt, put her palms on the handle of the chair, and wanted to stand up from his lap.
However, she forgot that the goddamn office chair was imitating gaming, the wheels only turned slightly, and she immediately lost her balance again and fell heavily on Akashi.
Although he has a handsome and elegant baby face, Akashi is still a veritable athletic boy. How can he be so weak that he can dominate the men's basketball team? Hot and soft.
The door panel was knocked again, probably just came in a few minutes ago, this time he pushed the door directly: "I'm sorry, President, another page of my files is in the file—"
The next words choked in his throat, and he could no longer utter a syllable. The accountant stood in front of the door in a daze, staring blankly at the blond beauty who had just been recruited by the president lying on the president's chest, The head kissed his side face, and the loose long hair blocked half of the girl's cheek, and also prevented the accountant from seeing her expression clearly.
Do you still want to continue kissing after I come in?
Sure enough, the chairman's woman is extraordinary.
The accountant is worthy of the elites that Akashi personally picked up, immediately cleaned up the expression on his face, pushed his glasses, nodded to Akashi, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will keep it secret."
After all, he didn't care about that page of information, and just pushed the door out... and closed the door intimately.
Akashi: "..."
The author has something to say:
Flower cub, don't be shy, you will use this posture in the future
-
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Xiaoxiannan;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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