Tokyo Love Story

"I just hope I can contribute to the school radio station." Beichuan Che smiled awkwardly and gave Beiyuan Rinyin an apologetic look, "Rinyin's expression just now was too cute, so... I couldn't help it."

"Huh, do you think I won't be angry if you say that?"

Beiyuan Rinyin snorted a little proudly, but the smile on her lips couldn't be hidden.

"Ahem, anyway..." Beichuan Che coughed lightly, not intending to dwell on this topic any longer, "Providing manuscripts to the school radio station is not just my job. According to Sister Rina, every grade and every class, oh, except for the senior students, needs to provide a manuscript."

“Are there any restrictions on the subject matter and content?”

Kitaen Rinyin blinked and became somewhat interested in this matter.

"Well, there are no hard and fast restrictions." Beichuan Che paused, "As long as it does not violate the law or the moral convention, and conforms to the school's atmosphere, it's fine."

"There's not a lot to write about, but if there's not much to write about, it doesn't seem to be too little either."

Raising her eyebrows, Beiyuan Rinyin looked at the ceiling of the classroom, with a thoughtful look on her face.

The school did not mention any hard restrictions, but in terms of the results, mentioning it or not is actually the same.

Rather, if she were to submit a work as an 'author', she would personally prefer that the other party make the rules clear so that everyone would not have to guess at it.

Lowering her eyes, Kitaen Rinyin looked at Kitachuan Che thoughtfully, "Then according to this restriction, small articles like those about love will more or less not conform to the norm?"

"I'm not sure either." Beichuan Che shook his head, "Maybe?"

In reality, the academic atmosphere of Shirakawa High School is still moving towards the path of further study.

The school's attitude towards students' love is to turn a blind eye, or to be more supportive.

——However, such support is based on the premise that students do not affect each other's academic performance.

Once the grades have significant ups and downs and fluctuations for a period of time, the teachers will start to work and talk to the person involved.

"It seems that what Rina-san said was a bit vague."

Beiyuan Rinyin sighed helplessly.

She knew the character of a certain bad guy very well, and he was very careful about such matters.

And since he couldn't even come up with a specific criterion, it was obvious that what Rina-san said must have been vague.

What a joke this guy is. When asking someone for help, at least he should explain things clearly.

"It's likely that the teachers of other classes are equally vague." Beichuan Che spread his hands helplessly, "Because I feel that none of them have received a written document."

Hearing this, Beiyuan Rinyin fell silent.

If that's the case...

No, if you think about it carefully, this possibility is the greatest.

The teachers at Shirakawa High School are all very professional. Except for a few who have ulterior motives, the vast majority of teachers are serious and responsible about their work.

From her perspective, at least as far as the teachers she had met and worked with were concerned, the only difference between them and the teachers at Fujiwara Private Academy was some experience, and the rest was just about the same.

"But there is one thing that I am quite surprised about." Beichuan Che paused and changed the subject, "If you submit your work to the school's radio station and it is accepted, you can get a cash reward."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ejima Myo, who was sitting in front of Kitaen Rin, had already turned her eyebrows.

The pair of clear and cold eyes flickered slightly.

Kitayuan Rin'yin's expression unconsciously became subtle.

Sure enough, Miao is still the same.

next moment.

Ejima Miu blinked and her eyes fell on Kitagawa Che's face.

So, everything is self-evident.

I would like to thank the four teachers, Baopiyu, Leiwang and Manyuanchun, for their monthly tickets. Your support is my motivation for writing.

Chapter 317 The Dragon Slayer Becomes the Evil Dragon 20

Chapter 317 The Dragon Slayer Becomes the Evil Dragon 2.0

A light drizzle fell in Bunkyo Ward after nightfall.

The cold raindrops hit the awnings of the houses in the residential area, making a dripping sound. The street lights on the road faithfully fulfilled their responsibility, emitting a cold white light. In the distance, passers-by holding umbrellas occasionally came and went. In their hurried steps, they seemed to join the night rain, dragging the entire area into a cold filter.

"I don't know the exact amount. The school hasn't given a specific figure yet."

In the Kitagawa house, Tsugumi Seina, who had just finished washing the dishes, had just sat down on the sofa in the living room. But before she could be quiet for two minutes, Ejima Tadashi, who had always remained silent, pulled her up and started talking.

If it was just a simple chat, then Tsugumi Serina wouldn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, she really likes chatting with people, otherwise she wouldn't have chosen to be a teacher.

However, she never expected that the content of the conversation would be this.

Giving a somewhat resentful look to the bad guy, Tsugumi Seirina shook her head, sighed inwardly, and dutifully explained to Ejima Tadashi, "But, from my personal experience...

"Of course, this is just my own opinion.

"Compared to the ranking bonus for the monthly exam, the bonus for the radio station's contribution is definitely much less."

After all, school radio is just a means of rest and relaxation, not the focus of the school's work.

The focus of Shirakawa High School has never changed from the beginning to the end, which is the simple but important word "admission".

"How much less?"

Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across Ejima Mia's eyes.

She thought she would have more opportunities to contribute to the family income.

"Yes." Tsugumi Seirina nodded and looked at Ejima Miu seriously. "Miu, think about it, if you give 50,000 yen or 100,000 yen for each accepted submission, regardless of whether the school's financial situation can afford it, do you think there will be a wave of submissions in the school?"

"meeting."

Ejima Miu readily gave an affirmative answer.

Why is the competition so fierce in the monthly exams of Shirakawa High School? In the final analysis, on the one hand, it is due to the school's academic atmosphere, and on the other hand, the ranking bonuses for the monthly exams are very generous.

It is no exaggeration to say that the 100,000 yen for the first place is three to two months of pocket money for most students.

If the radio station also gives so many submissions, we can already see with our own eyes what the situation will be like.

"So, in terms of bonuses, the school won't give that high." Tsugumi Seirina nodded in satisfaction, and then continued to guide, "And if nothing unexpected happens, there will be a limit, each person will only be limited to one or two 'rewards' per month."

With such restrictions, the trend of submissions can most likely be kept within a controllable range.

"I don't think one time is feasible." Sitting on the sofa, Shiori Kashiwahara, who had listened for a while, blinked and expressed her thoughts, "I think one time is a little too little, and it will most likely be two times.

“First, there are not as many contributors to the school as one might imagine. Second, if we want to select excellent submissions, the number of people who can provide excellent manuscripts is even more limited.”

It's not that she's exaggerating or anything, it's just the truth.

Shirakawa High School is only this big, and the number of people who can write good articles, according to the maximum proportion, will not exceed twenty. Among these twenty, they have to be screened again, and it is very likely that only a small number are willing to submit their articles.

And the so-called "good articles" are judged by the standards of high school students, not by the requirements of professional writers.

It's just...

There are always exceptions.

"Of course, it is not ruled out..." Kashiwa Yuan Shizhi paused, glanced at a certain sinner with the corner of her eye, and said teasingly, "Some people will take the initiative to volunteer and submit twice a month."

“As for this, I don’t think so.”

Beichuan Che waved his hand.

This time, he was asked by Tsugumi Seina.

Next time...

There won't be a next time.

"Hmm~" Kashiwahara Shiori hummed lightly, and then continued what she had just said, "So, based on the above, the number of rewards will most likely be two."

"If it's twice..."

Ejima Tadashi's mind began to become active again.

"You can try it."

Kitagawa Che did not try to persuade Ejima Tadashi like Tsugumi Serina did, but instead gave her some encouragement.

Just try it, it’s nothing.

Well, I'll think about it."

After hesitating for a while, Ejima Miu finally shook her head.

She is very clear about her writing skills and can get good scores on the test, but if she wants to submit a work to a radio station, it may still be a little lacking.

At least according to her inner standards, it was a little lacking.

She felt that if she submitted her work there, she should at least reach the level of the young master when he wrote "Hear the Wind Sing" so as not to embarrass herself.

"Oh, that's right."

Picking up the TV remote control and glancing at the time, Kitaon Rinne, who was about to change the channel, suddenly looked at Rina Toshimaro, "Sister Rina, you don't seem to have talked about anything today."

"what?"

Hearing this, Tsugumi Seirina was stunned for half a second, then looked at Kitaen Rin with a nervous face, like a child who was caught not doing his homework.

She thought she had said everything she needed to say, but what if?

"About the monthly exam." Beiyuan Rinyin pressed the TV remote control and changed the TV channel to the one they watched the most. "Isn't this semester only two months? If it's two months, there shouldn't be monthly exams, right?"

She personally feels that the possibility of not taking the exam is higher.

"So that's what you're talking about."

After the words fell, Tsugumi Seirina visibly relaxed.

She leaned back slightly and leaned against the sofa.

"Yes."

Kitayuan Rinyin nodded and turned up the volume of the TV.

Because everyone was chatting just now, the TV volume was turned down a bit.

"The monthly exam will still go on." Tsugumi Seirina shook her head and said with some regret, "It's just only once."

When she was a student, what she hated most was exams.

Now, she is a teacher.

The happiest thing for her is seeing students taking exams!

He who slays a dragon will eventually become a dragon!

"With such a short time, do you want to take the test twice?"

Kashiwagen Shiori pursed her lips and muttered something with some dissatisfaction.

She personally couldn't say whether she was happy or angry about the monthly exam, but Rina-san's "slightly regretful" tone just now still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"You can think of it as two times." Tsugumi Seina raised her lips slightly and gave a wicked laugh, "One is the monthly exam, and the other is the summary of this school year."

Kashiwagen Shiori did not respond, but rolled her eyes and raised her hand to show her surrender.

In this regard, she thought she couldn't beat Rina Toshima.

However, as a colleague, she personally still looks forward to Kitagawa Che's contribution to the school radio station.

Thank you Mr. Shensi for the monthly ticket. Your support is my motivation for writing.

See you guys tomorrow~

Chapter 318 Mother's Responsibility

When you get to my age, you'll understand how I feel now.

In the piano room, looking at her daughter's back, Yukie Morishima, who was sitting on the piano bench in a daze, inexplicably remembered the words her mother had said to her.

At that time, she was the same age as Yukisa Morishima and she didn't understand why her mother always looked at her when she practiced the piano.

She also didn't understand why the eyes cast at her always carried the gentleness and tenderness of an autumn day, as well as the complex emotions that she didn't know how to describe or depict.