After rebirth, they all moved into my house.

He could see that Chu Yuejin looked fine, and there was nothing wrong with her body. She could walk and sit normally, which meant that she might not be sick, but just didn't go to school.

Chu Yuejin put on her glasses again, slightly concealing her beauty, "You're right, I'm not sick."

"Then why didn't you go to school? The literature club is still waiting for you to promote it, right?"

It is obvious that Chu Yuejin deliberately did not go to school. It is incredible that this girl who looks full of literary temperament and is the president of the literature club did not choose to promote it or recruit new members.

But Chu Yuejin looked over with a smile. The smile under her black-framed glasses was quite charming. Combined with her gloomy expression, it seemed as if she was judging everyone coldly with a pair of eyes that were detached from the world.

How should I put it? It looks like I'm the only one sober while everyone else is drunk.

In other words, it looks like he deserves a beating.

"It's not me who's sick, it's the literature club."

Lu Yuan looked at her sincerely, and it seemed as if sparks flew. After a moment, he opened his mouth:

"What kind of chuunibyou statement is this?"

If the person in front of him was not the president of Fanhua and a senior student in the key liberal arts class, Lu Yuan would have wanted to blow her brains out.

"Junior thinks I'm a bit of a middle school kid, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

If you can say such things, who else would be stupid if not you?

"I see... well, it's not surprising that you would think so."

She put down the teacup, walked back into the room and took out a stack of magazines.

It is a monthly magazine published by the literary club every month.

"Junior, you are a freshman, right? Do you know the origin of these magazines?"

"I know. The monthly magazine of the Flowering Literary Society is said to be sold out every month when it is released."

The statement that it was sold out in a flash is no joke. As one of the top ten clubs and the literary club of the strongest public high school in Yunhai, after a month of development, the quality is enough to make people immersed in it. There are even students from other schools who use their connections to try to buy it.

"Since you already know, I won't explain any more."

"Go on."

The president of the literature club must have had her reasons for saying what she said just now, but what she said was a bit too embarrassing and inappropriate.

"I joined the literature club last September, and it's been a year now. Not counting the final exams in January and July, and excluding the three months of winter and summer vacations, the literature club has published a total of seven monthly magazines. Junior, guess how many issues I was responsible for?" She pointed at the monthly magazines and asked Lu Yuan.

"Three issues?" Lu Yuan guessed a number. It shouldn't be too many. After all, one issue of a monthly magazine is responsible for a lot of work. There is no reason for one person to be responsible for more than half of it, right?

"Wrong." But she shook her head.

"Fourth phase?" Is it really more than half?

"wrong."

"...Five issues? Don't tell me it can be more than five issues."

Lu Yuan looked at her with some fear, not because he was afraid of her, but because he was afraid of her workload, as if he was there and felt the same way.

But she placed her palm on the stack of monthly magazines and gritted her teeth, saying, "All of them."

She looked at Lu Yuan and stopped talking.

Lu Yuan could see anger, mockery, resentment, and disgust in her eyes. This was normal. If anyone was given the responsibility of writing the entire monthly magazine for a whole school year, it would be normal for them to have these emotions.

I heard that group work in college is pretty much like this. Teamwork means the boss works alone, or the effect of teamwork is unimaginably poor.

Of course, this is only a minority of cases. Logically speaking, this situation should not occur in the top ten clubs.

"I originally thought that the person who came today would be that woman, or that she would come to me after I returned. I didn't expect that it would be a freshman who came to me." She suddenly said.

"That woman?" Lu Yuan tilted his head, somewhat puzzled.

"Oh, Student Council President, just pretend I didn't say anything." She focused her eyes on Lu Yuan.

"I understand."

She looked like she wanted to silence him, so what else could he say except agree?

Are Chu Yuejin and Ye Yuhan on bad terms? No wonder Ye Yuhan stopped her several times. This seemed to be the reason.

"You are a freshman, it's normal that you don't know about this. Most people in the school don't know about this." The girl withdrew her hand and cleared the hair that was scattered between her lips.

Pull it behind the ear.

"It's not something to be proud of, so I didn't tell anyone. I assume you freshmen only know that the Literature Club is one of the top ten clubs, and that it has the nickname 'Flourishing Flowers.' So, for that reason, have you considered joining the Literature Club?"

"Yes."

“But it wasn’t like this a year ago.”

She stood up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, her fingers gently touching the window. The setting sun poured on her body, and her hair fell to her waist, quietly covered in glory.

"A year ago, it was just the 'Yunhai No. 1 Middle School Literary Society'."

5. Do not open your eyes [9/28]

A year ago?

This is the story of Lu Yuan when he was in the third year of junior high school, before he started school.

A year ago, it was the Yunhai No. 1 Middle School Literary Society, but when I entered school, it became the "Fanhua" Literary Society.

Could it be...

"It seems you understand."

Chu Yuejin said this as if she had guessed what Lu Yuan was thinking.

"Senior, you..."

"When I enrolled, the quality of the literature club's monthly magazine wasn't as high as it is now. The layout wasn't rigorous, the content wasn't specific, and the copy wasn't reviewed. You could see any mistakes you could think of."

"The level of the literature club shouldn't have been that bad back then..."

Lu Yuan was ashamed. He really didn't know about the past of the literature club. He always felt that after all, they were students of No. 1 Middle School, so their writing skills shouldn't be too bad, even if they were not professional.

"You just don't dare to think about it. Their writing is indeed good, but writing alone is not enough. A monthly magazine is not just about writing. It's not an exam, it's not a Chinese composition. It's just a monthly magazine, used to convey the author's message, just like writing... forget it, just ignore what I said."

Chu Yuejin sat back in her seat and poured herself a cup of tea.

"So...senpai, you didn't promote the literature club because..."

"Well, excluding the members who are just slacking off, I don't need to recruit those who really want to join the literature club."

So that's how it is. Chu Yuejin did it on purpose in her previous life, which is why she was wondering why there were so few people in one of the top ten clubs.

After all, Chu Yuejin is the only one who does the work. It would be better to have someone who can work than a few slackers.

only...

"Senior, you applied for publicity funds but didn't promote them. I still can't agree with that."

That's right, even if Chu Yuejin had her own reasons, Lu Yuan was standing from the perspective of the student union. Since she had applied for funding, she had to publicize it instead of hiding it from the student union and her members.

However, Chu Yuejin looked at Lu Yuan deeply and said, "That's why I said that I thought the person coming today would be Ye Yuhan."

"Does the president have anything to do with this?"

"No, but I guess she'll understand me."

"That's just your guess."

"The student council was pretty much the same as the literature club last year, just a bunch of nerds. At least she still has people around her who can actually help her, but I don't."

"Although it's sympathetic, that's different from you not promoting it, right?"

Chu Yuejin's eyes were a little cold, but she suddenly smiled and said, "I didn't lie. I did promote it."

"Where's the evidence?"

Lu Yuan thought that maybe Chu Yuejin had secretly promoted it two weeks ago. If that was the case, then he might be able to turn a blind eye and let the matter go.

"Student Lu Yuan, please close your eyes first." But she did not play by the rules, which made him stunned.

"why?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just listen." The voice was so fierce that Lu Yuan subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Close it, then what?"

"Wait a minute." Chu Yuejin took a sip of tea and a frivolous voice came over.

Lu Yuan was full of questions. What was this woman doing?

"Then I'll start the timer." He said this, but he was wondering in his heart what this woman wanted to do.

"Well, don't open your eyes for this minute." Chu Yuejin tossed her long, inky black hair, a hint of a smile on her cherry-red lips, and her legs were unrestrainedly exposed beneath her loose white T-shirt and casual pants.

With long eyelashes, slightly brown eyes and a high nose bridge, she looks harmless, but no one knows what she is like inside.

Don't think she is just a literary girl.

When Lu Yuan closed his eyes and was temporarily unable to perceive the outside world through his vision, Chu Yuejin had already quietly sat on his thighs, put her hands on his shoulders, and gently massaged them.

The soft fragrance kept coming at him, making him unable to move.

"Senior?!"

Lu Yuan was a little panicked. What did the senior want to do?

Chu Yuejin leaned close to his ear, her breath tickling his ear, and said in a soft voice:

"Comfortable?"

"...Comfortable." Lu Yuan muttered. Although he was a little panicked, he was still quite comfortable and not unacceptable.

"If you feel comfortable, you can continue to enjoy it~" The voice she made was like soft cotton, sweet like marshmallows, enough to make people sick and reluctant to leave.

"Senior sister, let's do something serious." Lu Yuan told himself to calm down. He couldn't help but want to open his eyes to see what this woman was trying to do.

"Don't open your eyes." But her voice struck his heart, and he lost the chance to struggle.

The hand that was pressing on Lu Yuan's shoulder stopped. Lu Yuan thought she had made enough trouble and was about to ask her to produce evidence, but she suddenly put her soft and boneless hands around his neck, and moved her face, which was already very close to him, up directly, pressing his ear through her hair. The unique fragrance of a young girl instantly rushed to his nose.

Chu Yuejin's action petrified Lu Yuan instantly, and his brain went into a state of freeze.

What is this?

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and tried to break free from her arms to see what she was doing. Was this some kind of benefit?

"Don't move, Junior Lu Yuan." Her breath sprayed on Lu Yuan's face. "We're ready."

Chu Yuejin's loose white T-shirt was tilted slightly, revealing one of her shoulders. She was holding a mobile phone in her hand with the camera facing the two of them. She seemed to be sending a photo to someone, then she slowly let go of his neck, a sly smile appeared on her face, and she returned to her seat.

Lu Yuan: "...Who did you send the message to?"

It is indeed so. History has told us again and again that women cannot be trusted, especially beautiful women. No matter whether they are pure or charming, they will only affect the speed at which men draw their swords and delay their future.

That beautiful appearance is just a disguise. The moment you go crazy, they will eat you until there is nothing left.

"Do you want to know?" She asked Lu Yuan with a smug smile.

"Let me make it clear first, I didn't do anything. You were the one who let me in. The security guard at the door can prove it. There are no fingerprints of mine on your clothes." Lu Yuan looked at her warily. If she wanted to call the police, he would have to defend himself well.

She smiled and blinked, "Don't worry, I didn't contact the police. I just took a picture and sent it to Ye Yuhan."

"Huh?" Lu Yuan was a little confused. Why was she taking a photo and sending it to Ye Yuhan? Was she arresting student union members for not doing their job? But it was after school, and they were still outside the school. Ye Yuhan couldn't control what he did, right?

In addition, the matter itself was a misunderstanding, and I didn’t quite understand Chu Yuejin’s thoughts.

"It's okay, you go back first, Junior Lu Yuan. I will personally explain to Ye Yuhan about the club's promotion." She stretched out her hand and made a gesture to see him off.

"Okay, then I'll go back." Lu Yuan took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He felt like he had made a wasted trip, but if the president could handle the matter personally, he would be happy to see it.

Who doesn’t want to slack off?

Chu Yuejin watched Lu Yuan leave and looked at the phone screen.

really......

6. Is my junior good-looking?

Lu Yuan and Ye Yuhan exchanged messages on WeChat, briefly explaining what had just happened. Ye Yuhan did not reply in time, probably because he was at school and it was inconvenient for him to look at his phone.

In fact, Ye Yuhan saw it, but just didn’t want to reply.

…………