Order French fries at Shuchiin

Looking at Quan Jing's face which was slightly flushed due to excitement, Xing Yuanhui knew that he was not unmoved, but he just couldn't save face.

As for why he couldn't get away from it, he didn't understand. He asked in confusion: "You are also an agent, and you usually receive many artists. Why are you so timid when you meet an idol?"

"That's what I said, but now that we've actually come into contact, it's still different. How about you give me some help and specifically let Shiranui sing the lead vocal for the song she gave you? That way you can help me overcome this weakness." Quan Jing tried to save the situation in a roundabout way.

You can even pin this on me? You're really calculating.

Xing Yuanhui also taught diligently, in an attempt to inspire the "hero" in Quan Jing's heart.

He now understood why so many people on the Internet said that although they had never been in a relationship, they could give advice to friends who wanted to fall in love. It turned out that being a military strategist, who could talk without any worries, could really bring happiness!

Especially, no matter what the client chooses, the one who will suffer will not be the military advisor. How can such a good thing be missed? He is already invincible!

Of course, it’s fun to see your friends struggling. But don’t worry about the details. If you succeed, it’s a win-win situation. You get autographs and I get happiness.

But isn't it a bad idea to just make fun of your friends? Well, I'll be the vanguard and scout out the enemy's strengths and weaknesses!

Chapter 14: On the Abnormal Development of Fans

"I really can't do anything with you. Forget it. Let me use the eloquence I learned after traveling south to pave the way for you."

Xing Yuanhui decided to join the game himself, firstly to prove his bravery, and secondly to prove that he is a reliable friend.

"Hey! You..." Quan Jing was in no mood to eat. When Quan Jing was a student, he recalled that his friends would flirt with girls on the street just for fun, and no one wanted to or dared to go up to them. Why don't you play by the rules? You just told me not to rush up!

He put down his bowl and chopsticks and reached out to hold Xing Yuanhui to tell him not to be impulsive.

Quan Jing felt like crying but couldn't. If it really doesn't work, let's talk about the dojo first. Who knows, they might leave after we finish talking. You always have some tricks up your sleeve. What if something goes wrong?

Unfortunately, Xing Yuanhui slipped out like a swimming fish, leaving the angler looking at the torn fishing net with regret.

After placing the order, Shiranui had been playing with her phone. When she heard approaching footsteps, she looked up at Xing Yuanhui warily.

"Hello, sorry to bother you Miss Shiranui, are you available now? Can you accept an autograph? I have a friend who has been coveting it for a long time. He said that if he doesn't get an autograph today, he will go to an izakaya and get drunk." Of course, if he doesn't get it and you scold him, there will probably be one more person who doesn't miss home in Tokyo Bay tonight.

Xing Yuanhui said this as he naturally sat down opposite Shiranui's desk and lowered his voice.

I just came to ask for an autograph. It would be bad if there were other fans of hers around and they knew their idol was gathering here.

Alas, people in the workplace these days rely on young idols as spiritual support. If anything goes wrong, Quan Jing will definitely not mind taking me to Tokyo Bay to see the sea.

Looking at the outgoing boy, the idol didn't change at all. He glanced at him lightly and then went back to playing with his phone.

Just as Xing Yuanhui was hesitating whether to repeat it again, the sitting idol spoke.

She asked, "That friend, is that you?"

The voice is so sweet, you can tell it is a 2D holy body as soon as you hear it, and it is quite a contrast compared to the Three-faced One.

But now is not the time to discuss the audience of the idol in front of him, Xing Yuanhui replied: "Of course not, he is really my friend."

"Really... Okay, sure. I want an autograph." Shiranui put the phone under the table and looked straight at the boy.

Just as expected, I got the rare item! It's worthy of me, but it's nothing to me.

Xing Yuanhui turned around and raised his eyebrows to Quan Jing, looking at him with firm eyes to show that this battle was a great victory - you got what you wanted, why don't you come over?

Quan Jing's originally nervous mood was quickly washed away by joy, making him feel like he was watching a baseball game and the team he supported hit a beautiful home run at the last minute. When the sense of liberation brought by the relaxation after the tension in his heart was already making him unable to extricate himself, he unexpectedly caught the home run baseball. Everything was so perfect that it seemed like a dream.

Feeling elated, he quickly took out a notebook and pen from his briefcase and stood up. To be honest, his legs were a little weak now.

But how could you expose such a weak leg to your favorite idol? Not to mention there was a minor next to you who would definitely make fun of it.

Strangely enough, the closer he was to Shiranui, the stronger his control over his body became. His waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer weak, and he walked with vigor and energy, just like he was off work.

"Hello Miss Shiranui, my name is Izumi Keiichiro and I've always been cheering for you. It's my lucky day to meet you today." Izumi Keiichiro, who had recovered, respectfully handed over a pen and paper to Shiranui, and he almost knelt down in front of Shiranui as if he was protecting a flame.

Xing Yuanhui was shocked. It turns out that you can talk to her normally, byd then why did you act like a woman just now?

"Thank you for your support. I will keep working hard." It was a very formulaic response. It seemed that he had been "robbed" for autographs many times.

However, Xing Yuanhui felt that her tone had changed compared to before. Although she still had a cold face, she seemed a little surprised?

Shiranui picked up the notebook and pen and quickly wrote Izumi Kei's name and her signature. The whole process was smooth and flowing, and it was obvious that she was an expert among experts.

Just when Quan Jing was about to take the signature, she raised her hand, and the notebook and Quan Jing's hand passed by each other.

"Well... it's time to get off work now. Although serving fans is the idol's duty, it's too boring. How about we make a trade? I'm quite curious about how I was recognized."

After she finished speaking, she straightened her body in her seat and faced the two of them, her coat swaying with it, revealing the white collar and the red bow tied underneath it.

After hearing this question, Quan Jing immediately turned his gaze to Xing Yuanhui beside him. Shiranui followed Quan Jing's gaze and looked at Xing Yuanhui.

Is it really okay that you sell out your teammates so readily, Quan Jing... In addition, why does this Sanwu feel like it has a bit of a dark core? Is it a Sanwu fairy?

The two of them looked at him in unison. Xing Yuanhui scratched his head and said, "It can be considered a coincidence. I just happened to see your live broadcast information, and then a person with the same hair color and headdress just happened to walk in. Under such circumstances, I think it shouldn't be difficult to tell."

Although my intuition is that there is a system bonus.

"That's it..."

Shiranui looked at Xing Yuanhui who was staring at Quan Jing helplessly, and then glanced at Quan Jing who was fanatical but not yet fanatical to the point of being a pervert. She knew that she had misunderstood. She thought these two were reporters or "enthusiastic" fans, and today they changed their people and their way of talking to them to attack from the side.

Recently, her address seems to have been leaked by someone. Although it has not been widely known to everyone, it is obvious that she has been recognized more often in private recently.

She had gotten leave from school smoothly, and her agent was going to take her to see the newly rented house soon, but she didn't expect to be "caught" again just a few minutes after arriving at the restaurant.

This is really troublesome. If this continues I will have to go back home.

Shiranui used her Sanwu face to cover up her unhappy mood very well. She found an excuse to explain to the two of them: "Few people can recognize me in this outfit, but recently too many people have recognized me, so I wonder if there is something wrong with this outfit."

It's obvious that your hat is not big enough. If you were wearing a hooded coat that covered your headdress and hair, I might not have been able to recognize you, and the patrolling police would have been completely distracted.

Xing Yuanhui silently commented on Shiranui's equipment in his heart. Quan Jing seemed to understand something and said to Shiranui, "That's right. It's really not very friendly to girls for us to suddenly jump out like this. We are really sorry."

"No, I should apologize first. My attitude just now was not very good. I misunderstood you as paparazzi or stalkers looking for trouble. How about this, here is my contact email. Next time if there is an event that Mr. Quan Jing wants to participate in, please contact me directly. How about I prepare the front desk seat to apologize?"

Shiranui casually wrote her agent's private email address on another page of the notebook, then put the pen in the notebook and returned it to Quan Jing.

"Haha, this is too much trouble for you." Quan Jing scratched his head and laughed. Although he was very concerned about the paparazzi and illegitimate fans she mentioned, reliable adults had a thorough understanding of the distance that should be maintained between people.

After Quan Jing said goodbye to Miss Idol, the two returned to their original seats and quickly finished the food that was about to get cold.

Quan Jing stretched his back and said lazily, "Ah, a day that satisfies both spiritually and materially, it's really refreshing~."

Xing Yuanhui, who was drinking his soup normally, glanced at Quan Jing. He put down the bowl, knocked on the table and reminded him, "Don't forget that I contributed a lot to this."

"Of course I didn't forget." Quan Jing took out a piece of paper from his briefcase and handed it to Xing Yuanhui with a smile.

He went on to say, "This is the design that the designer made based on your requirements. Take a look. You said money is not a problem, so the budget may be a little exaggerated, but I can guarantee that the effect you want can be achieved. The designer has participated in many related projects and should be trustworthy."

Xing Yuanhui flipped through it, slapped the document back on the table, and praised: "It is indeed professional. Is this the enthusiasm brought by unlimited budget? What about the construction period?"

"The estimate is six months, right? The specific time will be written on the contract when you sign it. If you trust me, you can let me handle some of the supervision. After all, you're going to school, so you won't have time to stay at home and watch over the workers every day, right?"

Although Quan Jing wanted to complain: Brother, why bother to build such a thing? The cost of your renovation is enough to rent a recording studio for a long time. Do you know that the designer's eyes turn green when he sees that you have no budget constraints? It is obvious that he is using your money to fulfill his own dreams!

"You're so thoughtful. It's not in vain that I asked for your signature. Okay, let's do as you say. There's no need for a second or third edition. Let's just settle on the first edition." Xing Yuanhui waved his hand, and the matter was settled.

"This is a great job for you, right? You can use this as an excuse to take a day off and come to my house to hang out." The young man stared at Quan Jing with a smile.

Quan Jing's face froze, and he forced a smile, waved his hand and said, "You're so annoying! Can you leave some space between people? You can't be a reliable adult if you say everything!"

"But can you really approve a six-month quasi-work-from-home leave? Touching the boss for such a long time at one time is no less than plucking the hair off his butt."

"I think so too. But if you don't try, who knows if it will work? Anyway, even if I can't go, I will send someone else I trust to help you check it out."

"You may not believe it, but I always feel that with your connections, you should go to the Human Resources Department..."

"The Human Resources Department can't get Ms. Shiranui's autograph." Quan Jing looked at his notebook with loving, salty eyes. It was hard to imagine what he would do with this notebook when he got home.

After expressing his feelings on the paper, Quan Jing looked at Xing Yuanhui, the organic being, with affection.

"...What are you doing?" The young boy felt a little scared when he was stared at. He was afraid that he would not be able to control the urge to elbow the bespectacled boy.

"It is said that Miss Shiranui's school is Shuchiin, so..." There is no need to say anything, just look into my eyes!

Xing Yuanhui covered his face and said, "Quan Jing..."

"What's with that look in your eyes? Is it sad? No! I'm not sad at all. On the contrary, I'm ecstatic because I'm closer to the truth than ever before!" Quan Jing was like an astronomer persecuted by religion in the Middle Ages, asserting his will with great vigour.

I feel like it wouldn't surprise me if he became a sasaeng fan in a few years.

The boy paused and said slowly: "...I remember you considered yourself a big fan of Shiranui?"

Quan Jing held his head high and said proudly, "A 30-year-old fan came uninvited!"

Xing Yuanhui was too ashamed to watch Quan Jing's antics. Was he stupid? As the most popular idol girl at the moment, how could Shiranui have time to go to school when her career was so successful?

"Let's put aside your super-double seniority and ask you a question: What are Shiranui April's plans?" he asked indirectly. Such a big star usually has a schedule.

"Oh? Are you going to embark on a star-seeking journey? Well, let me be merciful and tell you! The nearest one is the online live broadcast next week, followed by a concert at Tokyo Dome. After that, you will be participating in the Taiga drama and will have to go to Kyoto to join the crew..."

Quan Jing's voice became quieter and quieter, and it was obvious that he had discovered the problem himself.

Xing Yuanhui waved his hand: "So do you understand? School is not a problem at all. I'm sure this great man spent less time in junior high school than I did."

"How can this be repaired!" The social man howled to the sky like a wolf with tears of blood, attracting a puzzled look from the restaurant waiter.

But his depression went away as quickly as it came, and he had other things to say.

"By the way, your dean asked me to go with you to the opening ceremony and take pictures to send to him."

Quan Jing was lying on the table, typing on his mobile phone and swiping out the text message sent by the dean. The social man's response was simple: OK, I will remember to take a photo.

Now it was Xing Yuanhui's turn to be embarrassed. Why could the dean always find things that I should do but I don't like to do?

Although he knew about this, the dean was always the first person to ask for his opinion. But at that time, he agreed because of Nanami, but obviously, he regretted it.

"As my agent, shouldn't you stand on my side? I'm allergic to my photos." Xing Yuanhui did not hide the disgust on his face. He felt uncomfortable when he saw his own photos and had an inexplicable sense of shame.

He tried to use his relationship with the producer and agent to save the situation and achieve his goal through others.

But Quan Jing is not a fool. He is not a fool to get involved in the society for nothing. He will not get involved in this mess. Quan Jing showed a gloating smile on his face. He even had a bold idea. Maybe he could try to pull a few more feathers from the dean Sato Yuta who was far away in the sky to use as a token of support.

Of course, it was just a thought. He was not a tyrant like Boss Cao, and he could not suppress this "Son of Heaven". He also did not want to hear Xing Yuanhui say "You actually came to work in a suit today" and be fired.

"Don't say that~." However, not plucking the chicken feathers proactively does not mean that the chicken feathers will fly to you and you will turn a blind eye to them. The main venue came to Quanjing. "If you miss such a memorable event, you can't make it up. If you don't want to, go and complain to your dean yourself."

How could I not agree to this? It would be a pity to miss such a rare win-win-win situation.

I won once by having fun watching Xing Yuanhui, I won again by using this reason to ask for outside work, and I won again by going to watch JK at school.

Win, win, win, the advantage is mine! You may not have to take photos, but I must be there for the opening ceremony!

Xing Yuanhui was silent for a while. His mind told him that it was a bit childish to complain to the dean about such a thing.

"...Okay, it's a bargain for you to slack off on public funds again."

"Thank you for your patronage!" Quan Jing was delighted. "I will definitely find you the best and most expensive camera I can borrow! Do you need me to study the model's poses for taking photos?"

"Get out!" Xing Yuanhui cursed with a smile.

Chapter 15 Student Council President Shirogane

Xing Yuanhui began to think about every student’s common nightmare: the start of school.

At such moments, the wise men in the world will grow everywhere like bamboo shoots after rain. They will discuss the meaning of life and the meaning of learning with their unfinished homework.

It’s a pity that people’s sorrows and joys are not the same. I just think they are noisy - students who are going from junior high school to high school have no homework.

However, although he was not troubled by homework, he could not do anything about the mysterious Fujiwara Toyotomi. So in order to avoid being ambushed by the evil Fujiwara Toyotomi in Shuchiin, he wanted to test his true colors the day before school started.

Of course, this is not that important. The most important reason is that he is very free now. Yesterday, when he went to the port area to have dinner with Quan Jing, he regretted not going to visit Shuchiin.

Although school starts tomorrow, it shouldn't prevent me from going to school early today, right?

After finding food at Sangenjaya, Xingyuanhui, who got on his bike again, seemed to have returned to the time when he went south from Omazaki. The weather was good today, and the breeze was gentle. Riding against the wind in this comfortable climate was particularly pleasant.

Unlike the suburbs, Tokyo's urban style has its own unique charm. Compared to Hakodate, where he occasionally visits, Tokyo is obviously more "crowded".

Bicycles parked at the doors of neighbors, flowers quietly peeking out of the road in the yard, conversations of pedestrians on the roadside, vending machines in the corners, colorful flags fluttering in the wind... It is a habit he formed during his short cycling time to get a glimpse of the local people's lifestyles and preferences in a place with a strong atmosphere of life.

This is also the time when cherry blossoms are in full bloom. The delicate cherry blossoms dilute the coldness brought by steel and concrete. Emotions such as warmth and hope arise in the heart, beautifying everything with their own filters. Even the crows standing on the wires become pleasing to the eye.

Compared to Omazaki, which is far away from the hustle and bustle, and Hakodate, which has a beautiful night view, the steel jungle style of Tokyo brings a sense of freshness to Xingyuan Hui, who has not been to the big city for a long time, which is enough for him to experience this world city from an appreciative perspective.