"Is there or not?"

"Meow~"

Miao-chan blinks cutely and is simply the cutest kitten in the world.

But Yan Huan could tell at a glance that this guy was complaining that he had just said it was not as good as those modifiers, so he stopped talking.

Yan Huan pinched its fat face with a dark face and shook it.

"Nya-chan!"

"No, no! Stop pinching my face, meow!"

Chapter 16 Subjectively Absent, Objectively Existent

Today's Yan Huan is not yesterday's Yan Huan.

This is a sophistry, and Yan Huan does not agree with it, but he does feel a little regretful about the choice he made yesterday.

It was like when he was six years old he made a wish for something fantasy-themed, and as a freshman, the modifier appeared and tried to beat him to his knees.

Anyway, I really regret it now.

After washing up, Yan Huan stood in front of the mirror and adjusted his appearance. Miao Jiang also ran over and circled around his feet with his tail up.

A white cotton T-shirt, a loose printed shirt jacket, and a pair of long jeans made up his outfit for school on Monday.

As he looked in the mirror, the young man yawned, giving his handsome face a touch of laziness.

It was not until this moment that Yan Huan realized what that unquenchable sleepiness meant.

Rinse your face with cold water, eat breakfast. No matter what you do, the feeling won't go away.

Although it is indeed mild, it still makes people feel listless.

The feeling only fades away when you're doing something seriously, but how many moments of full concentration can you find in a day?

At about 7:10, he put on his schoolbag and said to Miao Jiang behind him,

"Nyan-chan, I'm leaving."

"Meow?"

Anyway, Miaojiang will appear at any time when called, but Yan Huan still said goodbye to it before leaving. It seemed that he was really trapped by the sleepiness.

He went downstairs with his cell phone. It took another seven or eight minutes to walk to the place where he was waiting for the school bus. By then, several classmates were already standing there, all of them students from the South District.

"Good morning, President."

"hello."

Yan Huan greeted them with a smile, then leaned against the platform and browsed his phone for a while. Not long after, a bus with the Totsuki school logo printed on it arrived.

I took out my school card and queued up to swipe it to get on the bus, then chose a familiar window seat and sat down.

It takes about 40 minutes to get to school from here, stopping and starting several times. I arrive at school at 8 o'clock and the first class is at 8:30.

The station where Yan Huan was located was relatively forward in the southern area, and there were only a few people on the bus when he got on.

When the door opened at the next station, Yahashi Mu got on the bus with his cell phone in hand. He and Yan Huan were on the same line.

"Hey, good morning, President."

"morning."

After looking around the school bus, he quickly found Yan Huan leaning against the window, greeted him, and naturally sat next to him.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to turn his phone sideways and open a two-dimensional game about supporting his wife.

"Hey, has the leader started working so early? He's really working hard. Genxing-chan should also work hard together~"

The poster girl greeted him sweetly on the interface, making him smile unconsciously while wearing his Bluetooth headset.

"The new pool is about to open, and the new character is a big thunder. I have saved up a lot of stones and I will definitely draw it!"

He made such bold statements while clearing his energy and doing his daily routine.

Yan Huan glanced at the picture on Yahashiki's phone and said,

"You drew both characters in the last pool, and you're still drawing this one? You've already spent so much money..."

"All my pocket money is worth it for my wife. I also drew a special weapon. President, look, this knife..."

On the phone, the real physics engine makes the female character's soft body shake, and gorgeous special effects with a lot of numbers gushing out, pouring into the BOSS's body.

Yan Huan yawned, but didn't comment. He just leaned against the windowsill again, ready to take a nap.

"I didn't sleep well last night. I'm going to close my eyes and rest for a while. Call me when we get to school."

"It's rare to see you taking a break on the school bus, President? That aunt's house is so fun, you still want to see more?"

"hehe."

Do you think it’s fun to be hypnotized?

He was still frightened by what happened on Saturday night when Ye Shiyu came to pull his door.

As he thought this, Yan Huan closed his eyes, allowing the sleepiness to bury his consciousness.

Yahashiki is also growing his electronic potted plant nearby. He goes online every morning to do these fixed things, and it has almost become a habit.

While he was playing, a hand suddenly reached out from the aisle next to him and gently pulled his clothes.

"Ok?"

Yahashiki turned his head and saw a girl looking at him with a slightly blushing face.

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Yahashiki paused for a second, adjusted his glasses, and asked doubtfully,

"You're not taking our line, are you? I've never seen you before."

"Hey, sorry, I slept at my classmate's house yesterday. She was taking this line. So, Yatsuhashi-san, can you please?"

As she spoke, she took out an envelope stained with body fragrance and a can of candy from her bosom and handed them to Yahashiki.

Her face was slightly red, and she quietly pointed her finger at Yan Huan beside him, saying everything without words.

Yahashiki turned his head to look at the handsome boy who was sleeping beside the window. His appearance made people reluctant to disturb him.

He understood what the girl meant and took the gift from her and said,

"I'll hand it over to the president when he wakes up, don't worry."

"Thank you, you're such a nice person, Yahashi-san!"

".It's a compliment that doesn't make me feel happy at all."

The girl turned and left, and Yahashiki complained as he prepared to open another game.

Then, a hand quietly reached out from the aisle next to him and gently poked his shirt.

Yahashiki looked up again in a daze. This time, it was another senior student who was holding up the chocolate in her hand towards him.

"Haha, Yahashi-kun, you know what I mean."

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"Next time we take the school bus, I'll ask you to sit in the outside seat. I want a window seat."

At school, Yahashiki suddenly said this after getting off the bus.

Yan Huan held a pile of gifts in his arms, with a helpless expression.

"I usually don't accept them, so you can just refuse them."

Yahashiki turned around to look at him, his face flushed a little, and he said with his hands dancing,

"How can I refuse? I'm not you, where do I get all this experience from? And wouldn't it be rude to refuse someone?"

"That's not okay, or you can just ignore them and wait until I wake up."

Aside from the noise of various classmates chatting around, a rhythmic sound of construction work came, ding-dong-dong, which attracted Yan Huan's attention.

Following the sound, I saw the outline of a nearly completed building on the northern side of the campus.

"The school is renovating the building again. It's so noisy so early in the morning."

"It seems to be a new teaching building. Construction started during the winter break and it will be completed this month."

While talking about all this, Yan Huan and Yahashi Mu walked up to the top floor of a teaching building. This floor belonged to the student union.

At the end of the corridor, in front of the door, there is a sign that reads,

【Totsuki Academy Student Union Office】

Yahashiki fumbled around the mailbox hanging by the door, but found nothing.

"Hey, that's strange. No documents were delivered this week?"

"How is that possible? Today is Monday."

The student union holds a meeting every Monday morning, which is why Yan Huan and Yahashi Mu did not go to class but came here instead.

Generally, the school administration will send some documents on weekends to inform the students of the school’s arrangements for the next week so that they can better deploy their work.

As for why the mailbox is empty at this moment?

Yan Huanxing walked to the door and gestured to Yahashimu to open the door while smiling and saying,

"Vice President Sakuramiya has arrived."

"Ah? So early?"

Yahashigi pushed open the door, revealing an office of about 30 square meters.

A wool carpet covers the wooden floor, and a glass coffee table is surrounded by two black sofas with a pot of green plants on it.

There is a sofa against the wall, and opposite it is a row of cabinets stacked with various documents and books.

The curtains at the end were open, and the morning light filtered through the lattice floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating a slightly larger desk in front of the windowsill.

On the desk, a golden sign reads,

"President of the Totsuki Student Council"

And right in front of the bookcase next to it, stood a girl wearing a black British college style uniform.

Her black hair was tied into a knot at the back of her head, decorated with a very simple white ribbon.

The ends of the black hair hanging down at the temples suddenly had a hint of cherry color.

A dark green coat and a white shirt wrapped around her petite and soft body. A white bow was embellished on the collar of the shirt, adding a touch of beauty.

Beneath her dark green long skirt were her fair calves, white socks, and black leather shoes with heels off the ground - she was using a duster to sweep the dust accumulated on the bookcase.

Because of his height, he had to stand on tiptoe if he wanted to clean the upper floors.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, she landed on her heels again, turned her head, and revealed her exquisite face.

A pair of eyes flashed with a smart glimmer, and they looked at Yan Huan who entered the house with a lot of things in her arms.

She smiled, as beautiful as an elf.

"Good morning, President, Yahashi-san."

"Good morning, Sakura."

"Vice President Sakuramiya, good morning."

Yan Huan walked to the coffee table and put all the things in her arms on it.

"Sakuramiya, take a look and see if there's anything you want to eat. Let's finish it together."

Sakuramiya Hitomi put down the duster and didn't look at the snacks. Her eyes were caught by one of the pink letters.

She reached out and picked it up, looking at the words on it

"From the lovely President Yan Huan!"

Holding the letter, Sakuramiya Hitomi locked onto the signature below.

"Class 1, Class C, Park Seo-moon"

The envelope was wrinkled unconsciously. After a moment, she said,

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