They are still close to me today despite their negative feelings

Chen Di waved his hand.

"I'll pass, I was probably very busy at the time. And unlike you, I was genuinely taking care of my younger sister that day."

"So, will Xiaoyin come too?"

"Yeah, I didn't bring her to the camping trip and the amusement park last time, but she insisted on coming this time." This was a side of Chen Di as an older brother that was rarely seen at school. He seemed a little helpless with his younger sister. "Please take good care of her then."

Ning Ruoyu did not answer, but quickly picked up her phone and edited some information.

"……What are you doing?"

"Tell the drama club that your condition for participating is to win over Xiaoyin."

"????"

Chen Di's eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"are you serious?"

"Don't worry, I was just joking," Ning Ruoyu replied matter-of-factly.

"Of course I told Xiaoyin about something so interesting. We exchanged contact information after I brought her a gift from the amusement park last time."

"????"

"Hey, you two guys! ...Wait, did I come at the wrong time?"

An Yu looked at the two boys fighting over the phone and showed a somewhat troubled expression.

"No, no, no, you've come at just the right time."

Taking the opportunity, Ning Ruoyu shoved her phone back into her pocket and gave Chen Di a triumphant look.

"...Why do I feel like you're holding a grudge against me for informing Qiu Luxi about putting you in a terrible situation?"

"Fine, you finally admit it!"

"I never intended to hide it at all, okay?"

……

"puff."

An Yu suddenly laughed, causing the two boys to turn around and look at her.

"No, it's nothing. Haha."

An Yu shook his head.

"I just feel like you two are acting like immature little boys—completely different from your usual image."

"He's always been a childish guy," Chen Di said, pointing at Ning Ruoyu with obvious dissatisfaction.

"Huh? Who are you talking about, you old man?" Ning Ruoyu glared at Chen Di as well.

"..." An Yu looked at the two boys who had inexplicably started arguing and suddenly felt a faint urge to cry.

It turns out that what people mean when they say some clubs are like family is really true.

"Meow?"

Thinking this, the house cat, who had just returned from outside, tilted its head.

"Ha, the cat's here just in time. Little Chen, hurry up and go pay your respects to the screenwriter."

"You can still retract the message you sent to my sister!"

Lazy and mysterious, with a hint of darkness in Ning Ruoyu's heart and a gentle and kind demeanor, yet decisive and efficient when it comes to serious matters, Chen Di. Perhaps only in those few leisurely moments, unrelated to the past or future, can one see the unbridled and mischievousness of a young boy.

"Meow?"

Qiu Luxi had no idea what was going on or what the two boys were doing. She turned to look at An Yu.

“I don’t know either.”

An Yu shook his head.

Qiu Luxi looked at the two of them with a mixture of understanding and confusion, and said softly in a cool voice.

"Boys' friendships are really hard to understand."

"Agree."

An Yu said this, and he and Qiu Luxi exchanged a smile.

Thanks to these two boys, my friendship with Qiu Luxi has deepened.

……

"Speaking of which, why did you come here just now?"

Ning Ruoyu, sitting back on the sofa, asked An Yu. Chen Di, after receiving a text message, rubbed his temples, glared at Ning Ruoyu, and then asked Qiu Luxi for a script.

"Ah, right, I almost forgot." An Yu clapped his hands and pulled over Wu Yuehua, who had been smiling at them.

"My senior is quite busy lately. She did most of the work for our Hundred Clubs Battle, so I think if you all have some free time, why don't you help her think of a debate topic?"

“Just treat it as a brainstorming session. It’s okay if you have your own things to do,” Wu Yuehua said.

"Since none of you have received systematic training, feel free to share your opinions if you're interested. I'll jot down some interesting points and show them to the first speaker."

The remaining three seemed to have no objections.

"The topic for the next debate is, 'Is the world of anime and manga a beautiful yearning for reality or a numbing escape from reality?' We are on the affirmative side, yearning for the beautiful."

Wu Yuehua said shyly.

"I personally don't know much about anime and manga culture, so I hope everyone can help me with some opinions. Both positive and negative are welcome. We'll absorb the positive ones, and I'll use the negative ones to try and refute with my teammates."

An Yu spoke first, saying that she had probably already discussed it with Senior Wu Yuehua, and was only telling the other three people now.

"I think everyone should have some dreams. Seeing those beautiful, even if unrealistic, things in anime makes you feel like you've experienced a different kind of youth."

Qiu Luxi stretched out her hand slightly and surprisingly spoke second.

"It depicts many interesting worlds, and like fairy tales, legends, and science fiction, it is a beautiful source of hope. It can also allow people who don't know how big the world is to see it."

Chen Di glanced at Ning Ruoyu, who was still thinking, and spoke.

"Perhaps we could look at some data. As far as I know, we should be able to find those excellent works that have had an impact on society and people after their creation, such as 'Slam Dunk,' 'Captain Tsubasa,' and 'Touch.' I think you can use this data, Chairman, to show that this aspiration is beautiful and has positive value, rather than an escape."

Wu Yuehua was actually quite surprised. She hadn't expected her juniors' viewpoints and ideas to be so excellent. Especially Chen Di, whose thinking could even be considered that of a professional debater.

So she looked at Ning Ruoyu with some anticipation.

Seeing everyone staring at her curiously, Ning Ruoyu touched her chin.

"Hmm, my point of view might be a bit strange. President, when you debate, is there a part where you argue about the definition?"

"Yes, that's right. Usually, the first speaker's speech begins with an initial attack and defense of the definition."

Wu Yuehua didn't understand why Ning Ruoyu asked that question. The topic this time was very clear and straightforward; she hadn't even considered what else could be explored in the definition.

"The 'anime' I know either refers to the literal two-dimensional world, but that's completely irrelevant to the topic of the debate. So, it should mean a fictional, fantastical, or idealized world, right?"

"I think we can reach a consensus on this point very quickly."

"So, does that mean that the 'two-dimensional world' refers to a world that has not yet been realized or fully realized in reality, but is the ideal and aspiration of humankind?" Ning Ruoyu's persuasive manner made Wu Yuehua feel a little strange.

"You can say that."

"I see." Ning Ruoyu nodded. "If an ideal world that hasn't been fully realized is like the two-dimensional world, then socialism and communism are also like the two-dimensional world? Could they be considered a form of numbing and escaping reality?"

???????

Wu Yuehua suddenly understood the jokes that the other leaders of her club had made at the meeting.

"We hope the Literary Society can sign an agreement. Provided that no other clubs or students provoke or maliciously attack members of the Literary Society or their achievements, you must guarantee that you will not be the first to use Ning Ruoyu."

She was so naive. She just wanted to win a debate, while Ning Ruoyu seemed to want to kill the opposing team…

[Next chapter preview: "Do you feel like your acting skills have improved?"]

Doesn't it feel like something a screenwriter would do?

"I'm not your class monitor," Chen Di said with a wry smile.

"Wait, could the monster queen's image actually be..."

"After all, she's a screenwriter!"

Chapter 100: The President is a Queen

"I'm sorry, we're not on the same path."

I said this coldly, shaking off An Yu's hand that was tightly gripping my sleeve.

Before him, An Yu's expression revealed utter despair.

"No...please...this isn't real..."

-

"Snapped!"

...The board symbolizing the curtain falling was raised, and I raised my hand to rub my cheek. An Yu across from me seemed to still be immersed in the frustration of being betrayed in the play, and walked towards Hu Dan and the others who were watching the play in the corner.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ning Ruoyu!"

The girl with bangs and glasses, exuding a literary air, was the drama club president who came to see me that day. Although she usually seemed a bit shy and introverted, she always seemed like a different person when it came to acting instruction.

"Your performance was great! But as the lead actor, there are a few things you still need to pay attention to! First of all, the timing of your lines!..."

After finishing my instruction here, I walked over to Chen Di, who was leaning against the wall by the door.

"Do you feel that your acting skills have been elevated?"

"I'm quite emotional. I never thought I'd become a stage actor—I should have kept the lead singer position for myself."

"Isn't the lead singer yours now?" Chen Di teased. "Just like a pet cat, it even snuggled into your lap to sleep in the club room yesterday, didn't it?"

"Dude, I was talking about the lead vocalist position, what are you talking about—something's not right."

Here I want to make a defense. I fell asleep while reading the script, and dreamed that I was imprisoned under a mountain because of my havoc in the Heavenly Palace... Then I woke up to find Qiu Luxi sleeping on me.

Absolutely not! Not at all! Snuggling into someone's arms! That's ridiculous!!

This is slander!!

Chen Di smiled and stopped joking. "Speaking of the band, how's your personnel arrangement going?"

“We’ve found a lead singer, two guitarists, and a bassist. I need a bass drummer.”

"The taiko drum... I feel like I have to ask someone else to find out. I don't think I've ever heard of anyone else playing the drums or anything like that."

"...It's really rare, and this thing usually requires both strength and skill, not at all as elegant and effortless as other instruments." I sighed. "If all else fails, I'll ask anonymously on the forum, or ask Xu Xingxin to help me find a guy who can play drums."

In reality, the percentage of women who can play the drums is probably not high, right? Anyway, my subconscious thought is that it should be a major career path for men.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Where did you get this beret?"

I asked the cat wearing a brown plaid beret.

Doesn't it feel like something a screenwriter would do?

Her tone was flat, but she seemed very eager for affirmation.

Speaking of which, it was the last time we went out. I have to say, no wonder she's an active idol, I always feel that Qiu Luxi has a great sense of ritual in some ways.

"I'm more like a painter than a writer," Chen Di said tactfully.

"The only thing the writers I know wear when they're writing is their hair up."

This refers to a certain association president.

> ︿ <

"Oh, she's angry."

Chen Di glanced at me, looking like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"It's not good for your health to keep your complaints bottled up inside."

"To me, Qiu Luxi's expression didn't change at all."