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If it doesn't work, I'll try some artistic processing. Last time I said that, the dean didn't catch anyone. Maybe they were just bluffing me?

"Okay." Seeing that Xing Yuanhui had promised, Baiyin stopped shirking his responsibilities and said slowly, "Actually, except for Shiranui who rarely shows up at school because of her acting career, the other three have all had bad things happen to them."

The first person he picked was Long Zhutao, who he knew well. After all, he knew this person best among the four beauties.

"Longzhu Tao, because of her family background, she was misunderstood and even hostile by her classmates for quite a long time. However, thanks to the efforts of the previous generation of student council, this matter has been almost resolved."

Baiyin simply brushed aside all the efforts they made to help Longzhutao integrate into the school. After all, Xing Yuanhui was not involved in the matter and did not need to know so much.

Moreover, what the previous president did was good for mixed-school students like Xingyuan and me, but it was too different for Xiuzhiyuan, where pure-school students made up the majority.

To be safe, there is no need to tell him these things.

"Of course, you must be wondering why this matter has been resolved, but Longzhu Tao is still among the difficult beauties, right?" Baiyin waved his hand, directly predicting Xing Yuanhui who wanted to shout "I have objections", and explained, "Well, although her relationship with her classmates has become much more harmonious, some...consequences caused by prejudice are still difficult to change for the time being, but she is still a problem because she simply doesn't communicate with her classmates."

Haha, after she took over the astronomy department that no one was prepared to abolish, she spent every day playing games on the rooftop and pretending to be dead. In her words, "I've seen through everything in the world, Baiyin, you don't need to talk nonsense, I will go back to class when it's time."

Well, her family owns a mine anyway, and no one would bother her for no reason, so let her do as she pleases.

The president concealed the most explosive story and continued: "Big Buddha. In fact, her situation is very similar to Longzhu's, but in comparison, it is much better than Longzhu's."

Xing Yuanhui frowned and said speechlessly: "But President, I don't know what happened to Longzhu at all."

Baiyin's face twitched, and he continued to talk without paying any attention to her. It seemed that she was going to forcibly skip the topic at this stage: "She was a very popular child star in elementary school. At that time, she was rejected by her classmates because of some changes in her family."

Because she was dressed up since she was young, she attracted too much attention and was disliked by girls. As a result, she was bullied because of her mother's infidelity.

"But now it seems that she has walked out of that shadow and has her own friends and life. Although..." He shook his head and added, "She hasn't completely walked out of it and still wears big glasses to hide her eyes."

"But you still didn't tell me the details." Xing Yuanhui said dissatisfiedly, "And it sounds like the problems have been almost solved, only the follow-up work has not been completed."

There's nothing explosive here. I'd better go check out the gossip news. Xiuzhiyuan is in a terrible state.

Baiyin was a little embarrassed and scratched his head, saying, "Well, they are all people who can go to school normally. If you want news that is more explosive than Ishigami, I'm afraid you won't be able to hear it."

"Okay, okay." The general affairs officer said listlessly, but since it was the last one to come, he listened anyway. "What about Zi'an from the third grade? What's her problem?"

"Senior Zian..." Shirogane thought carefully about the Zian Yan he had seen at the club meeting. "She is the most normal one. She has healthy interpersonal relationships and gets along well with her friends and even juniors. If I had to pick the first one among the girls in Shuchiin, I think she would be second and no one would be first."

"Wow, they went from being in dire straits to being on the Baby Bus." Xing Yuanhui exclaimed, and asked curiously, "Even the vice president can't do it?"

The symbol of power, the symbol of wealth, the elephant of wisdom... Sorry, let’s forget about the last one. The first place in the second grade exam is the president.

Ugh, Senior Sister Sigong with multiple buffs can't keep the top spot? I can't accept it.

Fujiwara-senpai? (I don't care)

The girl with the bow tie sneezed again while walking on the road.

"Well..." Shirogane suddenly found himself facing a dilemma. After hesitating for a long time, he finally told the truth. "Compared to popularity, Senior Zian is the number one without a break, because she will help everyone around her who is in trouble. From kindergarten to now, her accumulated popularity is terrifying."

All we can say is that the News Department didn't want to see a river of blood, so they didn't insist on selecting Shuchiin as the number one, otherwise the Shinomiya family would probably be ready to take action.

"Then why is she so hard to pursue?" Xing Yuanhui recalled that the root cause of the problem was that the boys couldn't pursue her, and guessed, "Is she like a central air conditioner? She's nice to everyone but has no feelings for anyone?"

Baiyin shook his head and replied, "No, she once had a lover, but in the end..."

Judging from the tone, what the president is going to say is self-evident.

"Is that so..." Xing Yuanhui looked at the sky with melancholy, then changed his tone and replied, "It seems that this is the character who really has problems."

For the first three, one had no questions, one had already answered the questions, and none of the questions were clear. Only the last one had a blank question, which was really a bit difficult.

President, if you become the Riddler, you can definitely drive Batman out of Gotham...

"You can say that. Anyway, Dafo and Zi'an are the only ones who are frequently confessed to behind the teaching building." Baiyin shrugged, regretting why he had to bring up a woman.

Really, we can't talk freely about women because of moral issues! We might as well continue to talk about which teacher forgot to close his pants!

Chapter 7 Why are you suddenly so respectful?

After the topic of the Four Heavenly Kings ended, the two people's desire to discuss things subsided, and they began to miss themselves riding alone in the city in the past.

After all... the topic will be exhausted! For people like Bai Yin and Xing Yuanhui, if there are people they know around them, but they are struggling to choose topics and frequently let others start new topics, this is very rude.

There is also a saying that if you feel that you are very happy when getting along with someone, it is very likely not that you are popular with others, but that person is accommodating you and making you feel comfortable.

They are not the kind of people who make others make sacrifices in the conversation. Therefore, once you start to get into the annoyance of finding topics, it actually means that your brain is starting to get tired.

It is no longer as smooth as before and starts to click like a gear lacking oil. Since your body has already sent out the signal, why not do what it says?

But the problem now is not that the soul is against the brain, but that...

Why did you still walk with me from Meiji Avenue to Tamagawa Avenue? !

Xing Yuanhui and Baiyin stopped again because of the red light. As there were many ups and downs on the road, the president took this opportunity to take a breath and unbutton a few buttons on his black uniform.

After looking at the red light, he hesitated for a moment, and put the gold chain on his chest - the token of the president of Xiuzhiyuan - into the bag behind him. He exerted force with his hands, fumbled around and looked at it carefully, then moved the bag to his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the president is really afraid of losing this big gold chain. What a fool Xiuzhiyuan is. Why does he have to use such a valuable thing as a symbol of being the student council president?

Xing Yuanhui looked at the silver and asked curiously, "President, if you are so afraid of losing it, why don't you just leave it in the student union room? It's too risky to carry hundreds of thousands or even millions of yen home every day."

Although it is pure gold, it weighs no more than 50 grams at most, right? Calculating the current price of gold, plus the weight of this thing's 200-year history, if it is auctioned, it should be worth millions, right?

Baiyin laughed dryly and said that he subconsciously maintained the dignity of the student council president because he was always by his side, so he forgot to put down the gold chain. Was he complaining about Xing Yuanhui?

He thought for a moment and explained, "It's mainly because I put it in the student union room. I have to go there every day to get it. It takes more than ten minutes to go back and forth, which is too time-consuming."

For Baiyin, who only sleeps three hours a day and is always on the verge of sudden death, the time to go to school to get the chain is too precious.

And as the student council president, it was naturally his responsibility to keep it on his own.

"That doesn't mean you have to run around with such a valuable thing every day..." Xing Yuanhui said embarrassedly.

The president's bicycle doesn't even have gears, and he has to pedal very hard to go uphill. His forehead is almost flushed with tears. Xing Yuanhui almost wants to hold a big sale and give his bicycle to the president in exchange for an old one.

"If I really want to say it," Baiyin said embarrassedly, rubbing the rough handlebars with his fingers, "Is it my pride that's playing tricks on me? If I leave it at school, then when I go to school to get it, someone who doesn't know the situation will ask me where it went, right?"

Speaking of the gold chain, Baiyin touched it through the bag, feeling its outline with his fingertips, and knowing that it was still intact, Baiyin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course I can't tell them directly that the thing is in the student union room, waiting for me on the table, but..."

The president's voice was contradictory, and his eyes were wandering. He looked at Xing Yuanhui at the beginning, and then turned his head away unconsciously. He couldn't tell what he was looking at. The setting sun was blocked by the buildings in the distance, and the last rays of light were sprinkled on the red lights: "I don't want to answer such questions, so I can only prevent them from asking such questions."

"Is that so?" Xing Yuanhui could sense the president's inner entanglement and conflict. It seemed that as a mixed-school student, Baiyin might be more nervous than he imagined.

He cares a lot about being the student council president, so he is a little worried.

What made him take it so seriously?

Sense of responsibility to classmates and self-esteem? It seems not. It sounds like the president is afraid of showing his incompetence to others, but he does not put up defenses against me and everyone in the student union.

If he cared so much about his image to others, he would not have agreed to help with the stone.

He was so cautious about his classmates' comments, so why would he risk being verbally reprimanded by the traffic police to drive an accountant?

So is it that one cannot tolerate doubts about one's ability? But no one is fussing over the student council president's actions, looking at them with a magnifying glass. The president shouldn't be under such great pressure.

Xing Yuanhui glanced at Baiyin's profile. Because of the light, the president's eyes were slightly narrowed, making him look more tired and with heavier dark circles under his eyes.

The president noticed the look in the general affairs officer's eyes and reminded him, "The red light is almost over, get ready to go."

The general affairs officer responded, retracted his gaze, and stared with the president at the traffic lights dyed red by the light, and the red and yellow lines behind them that intertwined the red clouds floating in the sky.

After passing a few more intersections and almost leaving Meguro District, Baiyin asked curiously, "Although I haven't asked before, Xingyuan, do you live in Setagaya District?"

"Yes."

At this time, Xing Yuanhui was also muttering in his heart. After all, it took nearly fifty minutes to go from Sangenjaya to Shuchiin.

It took hundreds of minutes to go back and forth. Although he could rely on his strong physical strength and the various small paths he was familiar with these days to take shortcuts, such as climbing over the yards of some houses and the low walls of unknown significance in the alleys, no matter how hard he tried, half an hour was already the shortest time and it could not be optimized.

Moreover, the bicycle the president rode did not have a transmission. If he took the same route as today, wouldn't it take two hours to go back and forth from Setagaya to Minato, with all the ups and downs?!

"Sanxuanchaya?" Xing Yuanhui asked. He already had a premonition in his heart.

"...Sangenjaya." Baiyin wiped his sweat and looked in disbelief at the first time they went home together, the pair who were supposed to be there after school.

Baiyin frowned, not understanding, and asked in confusion: "But this shouldn't be the case? You ride your bike to Shuchiin every day, right? Why have I never seen you before?"

Xing Yuanhui was stumped by the question, and experienced the psychological feeling of being able to answer but not wanting to answer. He could only smile and scratch his head and said, "Maybe it's too far away? Sangenjaya is actually a pretty big area."

It's a bit hard to say that I have to climb over other people's walls every day just to avoid being late for school. What's more, what if the president gets up late one day and wants to learn from me to take a shortcut, but finds that the road is not suitable for human beings to walk on, it will be terrible if I waste time.

Just as the two drove into the same alley and stopped the car to avoid the running elementary school students, they stood across the road and looked at each other. This time they really didn't know what to say.

I don't want him to know where I live!

Baiyin's poor side and Xing Yuanhui's consideration for not wanting to hurt the president's feelings began to roar in his heart.

Just then, an uncle who had been hiding in the shadow of the corner slowly walked out from the corner.

He saw two students from Shuchiin and raised his hand to greet them: "Oh, hello, high school students."

When the president saw his father, his eyes darkened. He held his forehead and grabbed the flesh on his face with his hands, forcing a smile and said, "Dad, good afternoon!"

Shouldn't you still be working at this hour? Although I am very pleased to see you leave work early, today's situation is special. Can you go back and fight for overtime pay? !

"Yeah." Silver Dio nodded as a greeting.

He then took a few steps forward to take a closer look, holding his chest in confusion and asked, "Yuxing, why do you look like that? Did you forget something at school?"

After the uncle finished speaking, he turned to Xing Yuanhui and said with emotion: "Oh, Xing Yuan classmate, we meet again. Is it true that Stand users in this world are attracted to each other?"

"Haha, yeah..." Xing Yuanhui laughed dryly and was no longer as cheerful and cheerful as before with the uncle.

This silver is really that silver. Uncle, you didn't tell me that you have a son studying in Xiuzhiyuan...

It’s strange, why do I feel uncomfortable growing up here?

Did the two silvers observe self-restraint when they were present? Why do I feel like there are three invisible thick barriers between the three of us?

Watching their conversation, Bai Yin belatedly realized that the two seemed to have known each other for a long time, and hurriedly asked, "Xing Yuan, do you know my dad... my father?"

This old man is always half joking and half talking at home, and always behaves strangely outside. Baiyin believes that he must shoulder his responsibilities as a son and fulfill his obligations.

"Why are you so respectful all of a sudden?" The uncle frowned and leaned back, "Did you lose the gold chain that Xiuzhiyuan gave you?"

The president looked at his father, then looked at the general affairs officer under him, still wanting to hear what Xing Yuanhui had to say first.

"Uh..." Seeing his son ignoring him, the uncle looked very depressed, and the lines on his face were bent. Xing Yuanhui said quickly, "We know each other. I asked your father for some small favors before, and I was thinking of finding a time to meet up."

Last time, I was halfway through talking about the grand blueprint of asking Uncle Shirogane to use a skin to do the live broadcast but was interrupted by Fujiwara Chika. This time, I have the opportunity to explain everything to the uncle all at once.

Since he is a silver, then his father's career success should help the president to relieve his inner pressure, right? Even in the factory next door that operates two shifts, there may not be a president who drinks caffeine like water. It is a miracle that he is still alive.

"You too, why are you suddenly so respectful to the elderly?" the uncle asked in confusion, "Is this a trend among young people to play pranks on their elders?"

For the time being, this is still considered respectful, right? Xing Yuanhui and Bai Yin rarely have the same idea.

The uncle noticed the embarrassment of the two young men, patted their shoulders and said, "I'm not a strict father, there's no need to be so reserved, right?"

I'm reserved with you because I'm afraid Xingyuan/President will misunderstand something, okay!

But now that the conversation was over, Bai Yin asked his father directly: "Dad, you got off work so early today?"

Hearing this, Silver Dio's eyes widened, he looked his older son up and down, and said speechlessly: "It sounds like I came here at a bad time after leaving get off work early?"

"That's not what I meant!" The president waved his hands quickly, and took his father's waist bag and said in a flattering manner, "It's just strange. I'm afraid you'll encounter something at work again."

The uncle shook his head and said in confusion: "What can I encounter?"

Without waiting for his son's answer, he smiled and said, "But I did encounter a good thing today. Since I happened to meet Xingyuan, why don't you come to my house tonight?"

Later, Baiyin Dio privately investigated matters related to online live streaming and found that there was indeed some potential for it. He wanted to ask Xing Yuanhui for his opinion in this regard.

But just asking is not the right thing to do. Xing Yuanhui happens to live outside by himself, so I think it would be a good idea to treat him to a meal and see if he is willing.

The general affairs officer who was secretly laughing at the side and sighing that the president actually had this side obviously didn't expect the topic to suddenly return to him. He opened his mouth hesitantly: "This... is not convenient, right?"

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that it's troublesome to cook for himself and he doesn't know what to eat when he goes out to eat. So when someone wants to treat him, there's naturally no reason for him to refuse.

However, various signs indicate that the economic situation of the Baiyin family may not be optimistic. In order to avoid causing trouble out of nothing, it would be best to leave?

As an adult who had been beaten by society, the uncle immediately saw the reason for Xing Yuanhui's hesitation and just looked at his son to see his attitude.

There is no need for him to help me refuse, I just want to see what he thinks.

Given your family circumstances, it's only natural that you don't want to let your friends know more. There's nothing to blame you for that.

You know, when he was woken up by the cold late at night while sleeping on the tatami in the living room, he often thought about the burden he brought to his children, which was not something they should have at their age.