Scum Coercion

"That is to say, where are the inspection team?"

"Idiot, they are all plainclothes. They probably look like ordinary teachers."

"Is that so..."

"Ayu Ayu, are we going out!"

Zi Yuan suddenly tugged at my sleeve impatiently. Only then did I realize that Wen Xinlan had finished speaking, and the audience was crowded with people, and all eyes were focused on the backstage.

Baiji also patted me on the shoulder and gave us two pens at the same time.

"Hmph, it's now, let's go!"

"Hey hey? What are you doing?"

"The confession wall will last for several days. You are the jackpot. You have to confess your love on the stage and write down your names."

"This this……"

While I was hesitating, Ziyuan had already excitedly pulled me on.

"Hey, hey, I'm so happy, Ayu, let's go!"

"Hey hey!!!"

As a result, I was dragged onto the stage by Zi Yuan.

Oh oh oh.

The students really cheered.

Damn it, human beings are such animals who like to watch.

After complaining like this, Shion and I held hands and smiled.

The host Wen Xinlan began to introduce us at this time.

"These two are the official spokespersons of our confession wall, Zhu Zeyu and Mo... Ziyuan. They have a deep love experience and excellent academic performance. They are our role models."

There were cheers from the audience.Looking at the novel expressions on each face, I started to cramp.

I hope my acquaintances won't find me standing on this stage with someone other than Jasmine... But it's impossible.I guess it won't be long before I become a scumbag.

Contrary to my nervousness, Shion seemed to be quite excited. She smiled and shook her head to greet everyone.

"So what do the two lovers have to say?"

While I was still thinking, Shion couldn't wait to grab the microphone.

"Hi everyone, I'm Shion from class D of the 2nd year..."

Her cheeks were blushing, but her voice was still sonorous and powerful, shouting to the audience full of emotion.

And the people below also started to commotion.

The reason, of course, is that a beautiful girl like Zi Yuan is very rare. Such a person standing on the confession wall certainly fulfills many people's fantasies about a girl in love.

Wen Xinlan also answered the words very tacitly at this moment.

"Oh, student Ziyuan, what is the relationship between you and student Zhu Zeyu?"

"Yes, they are couples..."

Shion's face was blushing like honey, and the girl with tightly pursed lips faltered for a while before making such a small sound.It was this attitude of refusal and welcome that stimulated the audience even more, and the shouting and applause off the court almost exploded the atmosphere.

Ahhhhh why did Shion and I become a couple!No, it's my own fault too, I've been on the confession wall, of course I'm a couple with her, at least in the eyes of the general public.

"Oh, it really is, otherwise the two of them wouldn't be on stage."

Although Wen Xinlan said so, she looked at me clearly with doubts, because Jasmine and I were active as a couple before, and she saw me and Jasmine hugging at the door of class B. So the current changes are so fast that she can't adapt at all.

Fortunately, she still has a bit of emotional intelligence, so it's better not to ask about some things she knows.

She brought the topic back to Shion again.

"Then Ziyuan, what do you want to say to Zhu Zeyu?"

"I, I hope to marry Ayu."

Hearing a beautiful and virtuous girl like Ziyuan say such shocking words about getting married, the audience cheered loudly.While the boys coveted Yoshion's beauty, they also seemed to cast stinging glances at me.

In this regard, I can only maintain a stiff expression in silence.

Then, Wen Xinlan pointed the microphone at me.

"Then Zhu Zeyu, what do you think?"

"I...I feel..."

My open mouth froze suddenly.

I had thought out a lot of lines, but at this moment I couldn't speak.

Because in the sea of ​​people below, I saw Jasmine standing alone.

She seemed to be wandering around, and happened to be attracted by the lively confession wall at this time, and her cold and awe-inspiring temperament made her difficult to be easily buried in the crowd, so it attracted my attention with a sense of presence.

About ten meters, that is the distance between me and Jasmine.