Order French fries at Shuchiin

It feels like it's him.

With an idea in mind, Xing Yuanhui pulled the phone closer again and chuckled, "Heh, Quan Jing, if I say I don't need your plan this time, how will you fight the enemy?"

Oh no, does he have any talent in this field? But he has only been in Tokyo for less than a month, right? How could he know anyone in society who could be trusted?

Quan Jing secretly thought that this was not good. As expected, bidding too high would cause trouble. The musician subconsciously wanted to find another way, which was not in his plan.

Of course he knew that Shiranui was not in Shuchiin, but he asked for an autograph right away. Wasn't it just that he wanted to wait for Xing Yuanhui to bargain with him slowly? He originally planned to take a semester to do it slowly.

If the agent directly asks Xing Yuanhui to go, he will definitely not pay attention to him. He responds to soft tactics and not hard tactics, so he knows the result of his request very well.

After all, she is not a beautiful girl, not as hard as Xing Yuanhui nor as soft as the ones he likes to eat.

So even though he knew that such action would provoke retaliation from musicians, that Xing Yuanhui would deliberately release a lot of albums in a short period of time and that the overtime hell of exhausting him would appear in the not too distant future, Quan Jing was still not afraid. He faced it with joy, because it was all for his love!

"You, you actually..."

But the determined agent could not think of a way to make Xing Yuanhui submit, so he could only lie on the recliner, angry but not saying a word. The hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and his angry look even made the staff who were surveying in front of the dojo move their hands faster.

This supervisor is really scary. If you hadn’t paid me enough, I would have reported him to you for mental damages right now!

The engineers standing in front of the dojo and the workers surrounding the construction were silently ashamed, thinking about finishing their work quickly and going to the izakaya to order some toriyaki to go with their drinks as a reward for themselves.

Quan Jing was furious and helpless for a while, and he prayed to God, but the person who responded to him was actually himself when he watched his idol’s live broadcast last time.

At the end of his rope, he could only imitate his idol's cute tone and shouted in a false voice with great pain: "Really! When did you have an affair with that vixen outside?"

The classic sweet voice of the two-dimensional Sakura girl and the scene that every audience has to appreciate happen to a man, which makes people start to think about what caused everything today.

Xing Yuanhui, who was far away in Xiuzhiyuan, once again silently put away his mobile phone and confirmed again that the name on the note was correct, his brows furrowed deeper than the Mariana Trench.

He fell into deep thought, wondering what on earth could have caused Quan Jing, a man who had achieved some success before he turned thirty, to become like this.

Is it this society? But he is doing pretty well. He slacks off every day but is not caught by his boss. And he has me under him. He probably has everything in his life.

Is it me? But I am such a good person... a role model. I don't seek fame, but only want to make the unknown melody appear again in this world. I even donate a certain amount of my annual income to the Red Cross. I am the only one who does good deeds without leaving a name.

That must be Quan Jing's problem, right? The one who influenced him the most... was his idol, right?

This idol of yours is really harmful to others! How can Quan Jing find a girlfriend like a normal person in the future and become normal? !

At the other end, Xing Yuanhui, who was lamenting the malice of the world, did not notice in time that the door of the Student Union was slightly opened. The four of them were stealing glances at the General Affairs Officer who was beginning to sigh.

Originally, some of them were going to the teaching building to get something, but looking at the situation, it seemed like it was not the right time.

"Is this...something happened at home?" the vice president said hesitantly.

Since coming to Tokyo to study, the only time she felt so sad was when she heard her older brother say he was going back to his hometown in Kyoto to reunite with them.

"No! This is obviously the heart-wrenching pain of not getting the treasure you wanted!" The accountant reviewed his failed experience after last year's Comic Market in one second, and said decisively based on his own pain.

My life's faith...is about to run away!

Ishigami seemed to have returned to that time again, that moment of powerlessness that was only slightly worse than when he was called upon by the teacher in the classroom.

He fell to his knees in his mind, stretched out his hand to grab but found nothing, and when he looked at his palm again, the limited edition gift flew away, leaving his face in reality with a terribly gloomy expression.

"How is that possible! Based on my understanding of Xingyuan-san, I can tell at a glance that something happened to his good friend and he is observing a moment of silence! I'm 70% sure!" Fujiwara Chika made the judgment in a very professional manner.

Although this difficulty itself may not be as important as what to eat for dinner tonight...

The young secretary silently left himself a way out in his heart. After all, the other party was a substitute just like himself, so nothing he did would be surprising.

"Well, why can't it be a more normal worry?" The president said slowly, wiping his sweat with his eyes half closed.

Compared to them, am I not a little too weak for forgetting the things my sister asked me to bring and being afraid that my sister wouldn’t speak?

Quan Jing on the other end of the phone was offline for a few seconds after his mouth was no longer under the control of his brain. After realizing the source of all things in the universe, the first thing he did when he came back to his senses was to talk to Marseille privately.

"Sorry, I just had a brain storm. This wasn't my intention. I still like this job. Don't tell the boss about me..."

Quan Jing babbled incoherently, and finally promised solemnly: "I will never ask for Shiranui-chan's autograph from you again, don't worry."

Xing Yuanhui turned around and leaned against the window sill, covering his face and saying speechlessly: "...You are not going to do it yourself, are you? The security guards of Xiuzhiyuan are retired soldiers. I advise you to take care of yourself."

Then he put his hands down, glanced at the four potato mines popping up in the distance, and his face was filled with indescribable expression again.

Quan Jing, you are not here on a mission today, are you?

Pretending to sleep in front of the wolf, perhaps to lure the enemy?

The president took the lead, and the four of them smiled awkwardly and slammed the door shut.

He stared at the closed door of the Student Union for a while, and felt that the matter here was more important. Then he advised earnestly: "Quan Jing..."

"Hey, what's the matter?" The reliable and steady Quan Jing at first sight seemed to be back, and his tone was full of the confidence of a professional, which could bring emotional value to the lobbyist even just by listening to it.

"Or..." Xing Yuanhui swallowed, very unsure whether he should say the next words.

But the agent really returned to his usual professionalism at this moment, and said respectfully: "Don't worry, sometimes, temporary pain is the best result."

The worst that can happen is that I just quit and do nothing. What's the big deal?

Xing Yuanhui thought for a moment, and immediately went after his agent: "Okay, then I'll ask someone to send this phone recording to Shiranui and ask her to comment on it. I'll notify you by email afterwards..."

"Gah! No! You can't do that!" The agent jumped up and stood at attention, "How can you be so cruel?! Are you going to destroy me?"

How can you cure it without using drastic measures? Xing Yuanhui looked at the ceiling helplessly, his brows full of worry.

What a crazy guy. He's my agent. Now he's in such trouble.

Forget it, why should I care so much? Respect the fate of others and give up the desire to help others.

Is Quan Jing going crazy in advance so that he can integrate into the live broadcast soon? I always feel that his mental state today is particularly beautiful.

Xing Yuanhui shook his head to get rid of the unrealistic guesses, and asked hesitantly: "I won't get mad at you for now, I actually have a question."

Hearing the tone of talking about business, Quan Jing suddenly became serious and sat on the recliner and answered seriously: "What is it?"

If I don't maintain my professionalism, I'm really going to be fired.

"It's not a big deal. You come to my place every day. I wonder if someone with ulterior motives will bring many celebrities to Tokyo?"

He glanced at the student union and didn't open the door, but still asked in a low voice.

Quan Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said confidently: "Music producers are not celebrities, will anyone really come to be paparazzi?"

But after thinking about it, he added, "But it's true. I've been going out on field trips more often recently. If there's someone in the company who has ulterior motives, I'd be very suspicious in his eyes."

But your extremely mismatched number of people and production ratio are the best umbrella and smoke screen. Even if someone infers that you are a star, at most they can guess that you are one of the members, and they will never be able to guess the truth.

However, if there is a risk of leakage, then we should really keep our distance.

Xing Yuanhui agreed, "Really? I was saying that more and more people have been paying attention to me recently. It's really weird. From childhood to adulthood, except for taking leave from elementary school and only coming to junior high school on exam days to bask in the admiring eyes of my classmates, I have never attracted so much attention."

He stroked his chin and thought - could it be the influence of Fujiwara Toyotomi? But at that time I remember she said that person didn't know that the stars came to Shuchiin.

Of course, identity leakage is still a possible reason.

It had nothing to do with the Ogino family being imprisoned. Before there was a new commotion over there, the number of people watching him kept decreasing.

"Okay, I'll check it for you." The agent pulled out the memo, thought for a moment, and asked, "But you never cared about your identity before. Why do you care so much about it recently? What did you do in school?"

Quan Jing was quite curious about what Xing Yuanhui, the legendary skipping king in junior high school, was doing in Xiuzhiyuan, so he asked under the pretext of concern.

Xing Yuanhui naturally couldn't mention Fujiwara Toyoshi's affairs to his agent, so he replied vaguely, "Nothing much. I just joined the student union and got a job as a general affairs officer."

That was really just doing odd jobs. After all, he was not aiming to be the next student union president. He didn't need to use his identity as a general affairs officer to make himself familiar and win the favor of the students. He just did whatever Baiyin said.

But he is also a good hand at carrying things at the construction site. For example, he can carry ten tables at one time, which is much better than Shi Shang who would groan and hold his stomach after moving a few tables.

Why was Shi Shang also there? Actually, everyone was there, because although Xing Yuanhui did not spare his strength, he was not happy just watching him move things.

Even though all of you combined can't do as much as I can alone, it doesn't mean you can just throw things to me with a clear conscience.

The agent raised his eyebrows in surprise - doing odd jobs? You actually join a club? That's really new.

"What about interpersonal relationships?" Quan Jing asked.

"Well, I can probably recognize about one-third of my classmates, and as for the rest... oh, there's a popular figure in junior high school who I've been dating closely recently, but the truth behind him is a bit complicated, so I won't explain it to you. Anyway, it's enough for you to know that this happened."

Although if in another world line, Senior Shinomiya was unwilling to help, perhaps Quan Jing would take over and help with the aftermath.

He had no idea that he had a politician's daughter by his side, and he never thought of using her power.

Quan Jing, who didn't know the truth, clapped his hands and suddenly realized: "Isn't the answer revealed now?"

"…But there were quite a few people watching when he wasn't around."

Xing Yuanhui thought about it carefully and realized that when he was with someone, he was much more eye-catching than Shi Shang. After all, Shi Shang liked to lower his head when walking, and sometimes he would take the initiative to move to the corner. If it was dusk, it would not be possible to tell that Xing Yuanhui had long bangs.

Quan Jing frowned and asked, "Who was beside you at that time?"

"Uh, the one you saw last time, the pink hair bow." Xing Yuanhui answered casually.

"Then I understand!" Quan Jing made full use of the process of elimination and suddenly realized, "It must be her admirer!"

"Huh? Impossible, absolutely impossible." Xing Yuanhui immediately denied it, and without waiting for Quan Jing to tease him, he said, "So if possible, let's try to chat online in the future. Stay away from my unremarkable and not-so-good student life."

Why are you defending your student life when you've already belittled it so much? Tsundere? Quan Jing thought with a dark line on his forehead.

"... Let's not talk about why the topic suddenly turned to me. Is this what you call killing the donkey? Is our friendship fake? Didn't my offline communication with you during my field work increase our efficiency?! What did I do to deserve this?"

Quan Jing originally wanted to act in an exaggerated way for fun, but when he thought about how it would be difficult for him to take a leave for field work because of Xing Yuanhui's matter, he became overwhelmed with sadness and became more and more absorbed in the act, even reciting lines from movies to make it more appealing.

"I'm sorry, I'm a student. Being too close to adults is not a good thing for me."

Quan Jing picked up the water cup beside him and drank a sip of water, trying to suppress his emotions, and asked casually: "What do you mean?"

It seems that the serious business is over, and it feels like a complete over-aggression of teenagers.

After all, at this age, no matter how mature you are, you are still a minor...

Xing Yuanhui explained faintly: "In a better interpretation, you will become my friend, which is fine; but the following is starting to get more serious - you may be my brother, or my father, and this father may not even be my father in the biological sense."

This is a production by a fujoshi from the News Department. I don’t know about the quality, but the explosive parts are definitely guaranteed.

Really, how can they follow the news about Kaguya and turn themselves into rotten girls? Shouldn't they be yuri normally?

Quan Jing choked on the water, coughed several times, and shouted at the top of his voice: "You study this at school all day long?!"

"You don't seem to have the right to say this, idol chef." Xing Yuanhui raised his head and complained weakly.

Chapter 4 Someone's Heart is Broken

After hanging up the phone with Quan Jing, Xing Yuanhui walked quietly to the door of the Student Union, closed his eyes, turned sideways and silently felt something.

Oh, I can’t say anything about others, but Fujiwara Chika... you must have been eavesdropping!

He could even imagine Senior Sister with Bow Tie completely disregarding her own image and sticking to the door without any aura of a senior, wishing she could push the door that opened inwards outwards just to hear more clearly.

Maybe it's not just her. Ishigami might be persuaded by her and join her in putting up posters on the door.

After all, Ishigami is also a young man full of curiosity, and this can also neutralize the dark history of both parties, so that they don't have enough materials to fight back when he teases them.

With an accomplice, Fujiwara Chika might be able to further expand her sphere of influence and bring the president in. If the president joins, then the vice president is not out of the question...

Don't say it's impossible. There were four people hiding behind the door and eavesdropping just now. With Fujiwara Chika around, it's not surprising what the student union does.

Well, I have to find another way quickly, otherwise if there is no sound for too long, they will most likely realize that I have finished the call.

It's not impossible to just push the door open and catch them in the act, but you might bump some people's heads. It's just for fun, so forget it.

Xing Yuanhui crossed his arms and pondered for a moment, focusing more on his internal thoughts, his eyes subconsciously wandering until his gaze drifted out the window.

Got an idea!

I remember that the windows of the student union don't have railings, so can't I just break in from the outside?

Do as you say! Xing Yuanhui raised his legs and walked forward lightly like a cat. He came to the window in one step. He exerted a little force with his fingers, and the lock made a "click" sound, and the window opened naturally.

He leaned his head out, looked around for possible fulcrums on the wall, and measured the distance from here to the Student Union. Without much thought, the route ahead naturally emerged in his mind.

Xing Yuanhui put his hand on the windowsill, flipped over and jumped out, holding the windowsill with one hand to hold his body, and with the other hand he gently pushed back the open window near the student union - it blocked his way.

Bending his knees slightly, Xing Yuanhui released his hand that was holding the inside at the moment of jumping. He stepped one foot on the edge of the wall he had been eyeing before and jumped again. After making a little sound, his right hand touched the windowsill of the open window of the Student Union.

Done, the rest is easy, even someone who can only do one pull-up can do it.

As relaxed and carefree as "Spider-Man" is outside, the atmosphere in the student union is as helpless.

"Fujiwara-san, I think we should respect Xingyuan-san's privacy. Stop and reflect on your actions immediately."