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But after seeing the honorary members pushing open the door, they fell silent and the scene was very awkward for a while.

Well, at least Fujiwara Chika isn't here, otherwise someone would really quit the student council, Xing Yuanhui thought.

From then on, Ishigami never went to the club building alone again.

Chapter 32 Our efforts were not in vain!

In the morning, the girls, all wearing white short-sleeved shirts inside and black sleeveless dresses outside, and the boys, who were dressed more casually, filed out of the teaching building and entered the gymnasium at the back of the school for a morning meeting.

Well, unlike girls who can't make too many changes and can only modify the height of their skirts, boys are only required to wear a white shirt.

On this basis, you can wear a sleeveless vest inside the shirt to make it easier to exercise, or if the air conditioning in the classroom is too cold, you can put on a uniform outside.

After all, for the sake of that big gold chain, the president insisted on wearing the winter uniform despite the increasingly obvious heat wave. He has become the only "pure black" boy on campus. He is really not afraid of getting heat rash.

Because of this, it’s no wonder that Iino always stares at boys. Is her personality somewhat obsessive-compulsive?

Haha, you can probably tell with your knees that she might be biting her handkerchief hard in her heart, intimidating these boys who are dressed in various styles with her eyes, right?

Xing Yuanhui was mingling in the class, looking at Iino, whose cheeks were bulging and who was unconsciously gritting his teeth. He glanced to the side and squinted his eyes sleepily. He put on a vest over his white shirt, then looked at his simple white shirt, stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets, and tucked his tie deeper into his pants for "safekeeping".

It’s definitely better not to wear this thing if you can. It makes your chest feel tight.

As a member of the student union, although your main responsibility is not to maintain school rules, you can still stand up and help maintain them in this situation.

However, he and Ishigami are not necessary key figures. The president has to attend alone and stand aside as a student representative, the vice president is the host, and the secretary is to conduct the school song in the routine morning meeting. Everyone has his own thing to do. This was the fixed combination of the original student union trio at the beginning.

Although there were two more of them now, the president did not assign them any tasks in the morning meeting, so he and Ishigami felt at ease hiding in the back row of the crowd and doing things quietly.

It's nice to stand out, but I like to keep a low profile...

Xing Yuanhui simply lowered his head slightly, and closed his eyes to rest along with Shi Shang, following the soft, hypnotic music with the same unchanging tone.

Who says standing still for too long is tiring? Isn't it better to go out and patrol? Isn't it nice to sleep among the crowd?

Alas, it’s only at this time that I feel disgusted with myself for being so tall. What’s the point?

The general affairs officer bent his knees slightly, dreaming sweetly online with the accountant beside him. With the help of the sound of waves lapping on the stage that seemed to never stop, he stood there in a half-conscious state.

It's quite crazy. I go out for a run, work, and learn to drive. The short day off is gone in a flash.

In a long-lasting and unchanging environment, people's attention is like peeling an onion. The more you want to maintain your attention, the more you have to find things to do.

But here, you don’t need to walk around or look at your phone. When the morning meeting is over, everyone will wake you up with the warmest applause. You don’t have to worry about anything and you don’t have to do anything.

But I still have to do something. It's just that this time that seems to belong to me alone has already been booked by others, so there's nothing I can do.

At this point, even the simplest breathing becomes interesting.

You will gradually become addicted to this process, as if a witch has really used magic to transform you into a strange creature that only knows how to breathe, and all your consciousness is concentrated in your nasal cavity. With each cycle, you lose a bit of soul until all the noise is expelled.

It's like... well, it's like...

"...How can anyone sleep standing up?" A butterfly fluttered its wings and flew next to the alien who had trapped himself. Although the tone was low, the warning it contained could not be ignored.

Those scattered souls came back immediately, and their smart IQs took over the high ground.

Xing Yuanhui blinked slightly and glanced around, and saw the bow that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar swaying in front of her eyes.

"Whether it's for the elderly or children, for office workers or students, this is a magical skill." Xing Yuanhui raised the corners of his mouth slightly, covered his mouth with his hands and yawned, and said casually, "Do you want to learn?"

"No!" Fujiwara Chika glanced at Shi Shang who was still playing chess with Zhou Gong, and whispered unhappily, "You guys don't sleep down there during the weekly morning meeting, do you?"

We three seniors are busy running around, and now you two juniors are enjoying it?

Even I have never done such a thing!

"Not really." Xing Yuanhui stood up straight, bending his waist and knees to make himself shorter, which made him uncomfortable. "I just figured it out recently, and you caught me before I could use it a few times."

But compared to sleeping, I'm afraid that what I and I did in the back row, laughing and trying to find funny points in the speech or just chatting, was worse, right?

At this moment, the vice president presided over the meeting and said, "Thank you for the speech by the dean of studies. Next is the school song..."

“No matter how many times I use it, it’s just not possible!” Fujiwara Chika looked up and saw Kaguya looking for her. She left a word and trotted over, “As a member of the student council, it will bring trouble if you are discovered!”

Looking at the secretary who hurried away, the sleeping bear on the stone groaned, wiped his eyes and asked: "What happened just now?"

In fact, he had woken up a long time ago. As a frequent offender, Ishigami had long awakened his body instincts similar to spider sense. If anyone approached here rashly, he would be able to sense it.

Xing Yuanhui replied nonchalantly: "No, it's just a small matter."

Just don't let her see it next time. It's not allowed in principle.

“Really?” Ishigami looked up at Fujiwara-senpai who was standing on the stage with a baton in her hand, not knowing whether to agree or not with his friend’s answer.

But he still had a small problem in his heart - Xingyuan's perception ability was stronger than his, there was no reason why he could detect the approach of the senior sister in time while Xingyuan couldn't.

It’s just that this has been mentioned so often in the past period of time that Ishigami himself has become desensitized to it and doesn’t care about it anymore.

It's just a friendship, but if Xing Yuan deliberately keeps a distance from the secretary because of me, then what can be accomplished will not be accomplished. Wouldn't I be ruining my good deeds?

Thinking of this, Ishigami smiled like an auntie and began to sing the school song to the beat.

Xing Yuanhui glanced at Shi Shang and just opened his mouth without saying anything - for the sake of his status and to be on the safe side, he never sang in public.

Besides, he was not interested in this kind of school song. It was good enough for him to be able to sing it. Anyway, Ishigami would not tell anyone.

In this way, Xing Yuanhui naturally touched the fish vigorously in the audience, and learned the true skills from his agent.

On the stage, Fujiwara Chika, who was waving her baton, paid special attention to the situation of the people below the stage today.

Perhaps because she had just caught a criminal in the act, she was a little nervous.

But after taking a look at the people near the stage, Fujiwara Chika gradually relaxed.

What? I just said...

Suddenly, the pink-haired girl frowned, squinted her eyes more and more as she looked at the yellow-haired man, and the corners of her mouth began to droop.

The president's lip shape seems to be different from those around him...

She looked carefully and finally confirmed that something was wrong. She opened her mouth wide and exclaimed in her heart: I didn’t make any sound when lip syncing!

Fujiwara Chika immediately looked to the back and saw that the junior she cared about was even more perfunctory. He was even unwilling to lip-sync and just opened his mouth like a baby bird waiting for food. She truly experienced the truth that if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beams will be crooked too.

After the show.

"Please reflect on this! President! Xingyuan-san!" Fujiwara Chika spread her legs majestically and shouted at them, "As the student council president and student affairs director, how can you lip-sync!"

Baiyin was kneeling on the ground with sweat on his face and a look of obedience, listening to the secretary's angry command, while Xing Yuanhui simply crossed his legs and did not take it seriously at all.

"Uh..." After looking around, the general affairs officer looked at this senior who had a strange insistence in a strange place and said puzzledly, "Let's not talk about anything else. Why was I the only one arrested? Where is Ishigami?"

Tsk! Why are Japanese people so short? If I were taller, I would be invisible in the crowd!

"He's not lip-syncing!" Fujiwara Chika puffed out her chest proudly like Captain Dragonfly, "I won't misjudge any good guy!"

On the side, Shirogane said admiringly: "You actually saw through my lip-syncing perfectly. Secretary Fujiwara is really amazing..."

"Humph!" Although she didn't say it, anyone could see that she was very proud. "Then tell me why you two don't sing the school song properly."

"I don't want to sing."

“I can’t sing.”

The two brothers answered one after another.

Fujiwara Chika took out her baton and gently hit the head of the general affairs officer who didn't want to sing. She asked Shirogane, "I understand the former, but why can't you sing? Don't you remember the lyrics?"

The school song isn't that long, and how could the top student in the grade not remember the lyrics?!

"Well..." Baiyin silently looked away and said in a very low voice, "I... that... am tone-deaf."

"Yinchi?" Fujiwara Chika tilted her head, not understanding what this unclear pronunciation meant.

Xing Yuanhui snatched the baton and gently hit the secretary on the head, saying, "You're tone-deaf! Girls shouldn't use such vulgar words!"

"It's just a little bit, don't say it so loudly..." Baiyin shrank his head and raised his hand weakly to answer.

“Gah!” Although it didn’t hurt, the pink-haired girl still groaned to save face. “If it’s just a song, a tone-deaf person can also sing it through constant practice, right? President, I can teach you.”

Hehehe~, do you know that I am very good in music~.

Fujiwara Chika was very confident, but Xing Yuanhui, who had taken the initiative, was sweating profusely.

Damn! The last time the church leader played volleyball, it really killed me! In the end, I couldn't get him to open his eyes and play. I taught him to listen to the sound and calculate the physical trajectory of the volleyball in real time like Accelerator. It took several days of hellish special training to make him play like a normal person. Now you just take it lightly when I say he's tone-deaf?!

Rumor has it that the student council president plays volleyball with his eyes closed, but it’s not that the opponent is not worth his effort, it’s just that he doesn’t dare to open his eyes!

"Don't agree so quickly!" Xing Yuanhui hurriedly dissuaded Senior Fujiwara who didn't know how to live or die, "It's no big deal to fake a sing-along. The hell is ahead!"

He also said a little bit last time, the universe at your fingertips! When he plays volleyball, he looks like an alien invading the earth!

"What kind of attitude is this!" Fujiwara Chika was very dissatisfied with the general affairs director, who was such a cold and indifferent modern person with no intention of helping others. "It's just practicing singing, it's not a big deal!"

She grabbed the president who was sitting on the ground angrily and said with a smile: "Don't listen to him, let's go to the music classroom~."

Ten minutes later, the whispers of ancient gods seemed to be played in the music classroom.

"Ah~, Xiu%*zhi＆*yuan@＃..."

The school song is short, but it is very shocking.

The former piano genius curled up behind Xing Yuanhui, weakly poked his head out, and immediately shrank back when he saw Baiyin. The confident demeanor he had ten minutes ago had long since turned to ashes, and only confusion and fear remained on his face.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, her pupils trembled, and she tightly grasped the only object that could make her feel warm, murmuring, "What is that? Is it the monster in the legend that cannot be looked at directly or heard?"

This is the gate to hell! It's Satan!

Xing Yuanhui tilted his head back and looked, feeling that this weak but confident girl was finally going to know what she was facing, and smiled a little.

He stopped recording on his phone and did not start talking about singing. Instead, he asked, "President, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Baiyin, who didn't understand what the general affairs officer meant, hesitated and replied, "Uh, no."

Is it really that bad? Why do Xingyuan and Fujiwara react so differently?

If he could stand next to Xing Yuanhui, he would be able to clearly see that there was an earplug diligently helping its owner to escape the evil sound that should not exist in the world.

But a pair of earplugs was still not powerful enough. The penetrating power was so strong that even the portraits of music masters on the wall were shaken down. How was it possible that he could not hear any sound at all?

It’s just that… even Beethoven has died, so deafness may not be saved.

Xing Yuanhui shrugged, secretly took off his earplugs and said, "That's a shame. I also want to hear if the president's song will have interesting changes under the blessing of the toilet's reverberation."

How can such a blessing be enjoyed by just the two of us? Good things should be shared together! Hehehe!

It seems that there is no impact at all.

Fujiwara Chika, who had been holding Xing Yuanhui's arm, slowly stood up and said with an unspeakable look on her face: "Will that toilet become an urban legend in the future?"

What piano in the music classroom can play by itself? It's not even half as good as the president's devilish voice!

Bai Yin was annoyed: "You are being very rude."

Even if I know it's that bad, there's no need to humiliate me like this!

"I'm not being rude." Xing Yuanhui casually handed the phone and earphones to Bai Yin and said jokingly, "I just stood up and listened to the whole song. It's not like someone else who needs to sit down and rest."

Knowing that she was in the wrong, Fujiwara Chika pointed her fingers, and looked up from time to time to check Xing Yuanhui's expression like a child admitting his mistake, and whispered: "...Logically speaking, shouldn't you have super hearing with a superhuman physique like you? Why are you lying on the ground foaming at the mouth and twitching?"

Xing Yuanhui chuckled: "How can a strong body be such an inconvenience?"

Thanks to the earplugs I found just now when I made sure the doors and windows of the music classroom were closed! I don't know who I am, I bought a bunch of earplugs and put them here in the afternoon!

"But it really is like hearing heavenly music, and my ears are ringing..." The general affairs officer stroked his chin, "You can use it to ward off evil spirits, and someone will definitely buy it."

Fujiwara Chika covered her ears and said in a difficult tone: "Are you referring to the fairy music or the temporary ringing in the ears? This is a move that will kill both the enemy and me!"

Seeing this, Xing Yuanhui pointed at the senior and said, "The president is amazing. Even the deaf ones can't do it."

Baiyin put down his headphones and trembled, revealing a painful expression as if he had just drunk three glasses of lemonade, and begged for mercy: "Don't irritate my mind anymore... It's not easy for me either...

"After all, I was asked to lip-sync in elementary school... I really want to sing, but since it will cause trouble, I'd better forget it."

This……

For a moment, Fujiwara Chika, who saw the president's clumsy side for the first time, looked at Xing Yuanhui hesitantly.