Love Comes After Learning

Wen Nai scratched his cheek, and the indignation just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by an awkward smirk.

"Hey hey~ This is more atmospheric!"

With a slender eyebrow raised, Er Nai showed an expression of great interest.

"Oh? The so-called atmosphere, is it shouting to dip the table in sauce? Then I have learned a lot."

Fumino Guqiao's expression froze, and he blushed and waved his arms.

"Momentum! Do you understand momentum?! I just said that to boost morale!"

"Well, that's it."

Er Nai shrugged casually, which made Wen Nai clenched his teeth angrily, and stared at her, as if he wanted to punch a pair of holes in her body.

Er Nai took it for granted and ignored it. After all, during this period of time, the two of them did not know how many times they had confronted each other. There were wins and losses, but this time he just happened to have the upper hand.

She glanced at everyone present.

Fumino Furuhashi, Rizu Ogata, and her own sisters, Sanjiu Nakano and Mayzuki Nakano.

The other two have a lot of things to do, and they are the only three of the five sisters who come here often.

As for the main seat on the sofa, the man who was just called the "chairman" by the girls was of course indispensable.

Surrounded by flowers and birds, like the lord of this space, the man pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, his back straightened like a pine, his slender legs raised up, his eyes as calm as an abyss, and Nino met his eyes.

"Welcome back."

"……Aha?"

The nameless fire suddenly burst out, and in contrast to it was a gentle smile.

Nino smiled softly, with a sweet voice.

"Mr. Wang, the harem over there, I will give you a chance to reorganize the language."

Your tone of "Welcome back to my harem" is really annoying!

click--

Seeing her smiling and crunching her fingers, Asada immediately removed her calm expression, got up and gave up her position, and said softly:

"Tired after class, aren't you? Sit down and have a rest. I'll bring you a cappuccino."

"..."

After the scene was quiet, the rest of the people cast contemptuous glances, but Asada showed no shame at all, and continued to smile, perfectly explaining what doglegs are.

——After all, it's all pretend, no matter if it's dogleg or thick-skinned.

How to appease Nino who is in a state of anger, the fastest way has long been engraved into Asada Shinichi's DNA, which is almost like a conditioned reflex.

And be careful not to act too much, otherwise, if people take it seriously, not only Nina, but other girls will also be unhappy watching it.

The secret lies in "obviously pretending to be stupid", have you remembered the heroines of light novels?

"Hmph, hypocritical fellow!"

Er Nai naturally saw his hypocritical acting skills, curled his lips in displeasure, but the coldness in his eyes melted into a chuckle, and walked towards the crowd with his schoolbag.

"I also baked cookies in the home economics class today. I brought them here. Let's eat together."

Wu Yue and Wen Nai suddenly smiled in surprise, and cheered in unison like children:

"Yeah! It's Nino's biscuit!"

Only at this time, Wen Nai eagerly wanted to become Er Nao's sister - because then he could ask her to make more biscuits cheekily.

The amount of home economics class is not enough for them to eat!

As for the identity of the rival in love...it doesn't matter at all, after all, Nino's biscuits are so delicious.

Looking at the two people who were waiting to be fed, Er Nao was quite speechless, but couldn't help laughing.

"You two, when it comes to food, you're just like him!"

Beside the two, Sanjiu and Rizu, who were expressionless and equally quiet, looked at each other, shook their heads and let out a sigh.

"Ugh……"

Is it such a shame to have a foodie sister/best friend?

With the tea cups and biscuits in place, the solemnity that had been darkened just now was swept away, and the atmosphere in the "Student Council President Candidate Campaign Center" was as gentle and light as the fragrance of afternoon tea.

Sitting in the corner of the sofa, Asada stared at the laughter of the girls with a gentle gaze like a watchman.

——Because this guy, Nino, stole his seat.

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[Student Council President Candidate Election Center], that is, the study room that was originally used to guide the arts and sciences.

Although the self-study room can be used at will without violating the school rules, in order to avoid false rumors, abuse of power, and rumors of beautiful girls kissing me, Asada specially applied to Teacher Kirisu to temporarily requisition this place for A place where everyone can gather to discuss election matters.

There was indeed a note similar to the house number posted outside the door. Compared with other study rooms, it stood out from the crowd and was extremely abrupt.

As for the password to open the door, Shinichi Asada also changed it in front of them to an incomprehensible word like "Archangel with Twelve Wings", so that all the girls can freely enter and exit this study room.

When the girls heard the password, they thought he was flattering each of them by comparing them to angels; Aspiring together.

Only Asada smiled strangely, not denying their powerless accusations like snowflakes.

As for why this campaign center was established, the main reason was May.

About two weeks ago, after the election list was announced, Asada introduced May to everyone in the former student council, and in the name of "the appointed successor of the cadres", he asked them to submit the application for the election materials and review them as soon as possible. The method of finishing, which teacher is better to talk to... all kinds of things are taught to her.

After all, Asada has only been the chairman of the library committee for half a year, and has never personally experienced the election of the chairman, and has rarely been in touch with matters in this field. If he wants to grow up in Wuyue without detours, he can only ask "professionals" That group of people.

After the two parties communicated, all the administrative procedures that the former student union and others helped to handle were handed over to Wuyue, and Sister Shinomiya gave verbal guidance, and Yako Iino led her to practice.

Even with the experience of the forest school and the exchange meeting, Wu Yue was still dizzy and exhausted in the past two weeks, complaining to him with a wry smile that he didn't have time to eat.

Perhaps because of Wuyue's serious and honest character, after a few exchanges, Senior Shinomiya praised her more and gave her more careful guidance, as if she wanted to train her as the successor of the vice president.

Yiino even exchanged contact information with her, and the two made an appointment to go to the dessert shop together after the election, quickly establishing a friendship between foodies.

And May, who became Asada's "deputy" again, naturally had many things to report to him every day.

It's not just her, Fumino who prepares the speech for Yotsuba, Rizu who doesn't want to be excluded, and Yihua, Nino, and Sanjiu who join in the fun, often have heated discussions in the classroom on election matters, and there are almost all during lunch breaks. A group of girls surrounded him and chattered like a bird singing, making Class B always much more lively than other classes.

So soon, Asada received news from the Thorn Society—someone was very dissatisfied with this and tried to complain to the school about them.

The reason why I say trying is because before the other party successfully complained, the Thorn Society settled the matter.

After all, Fumino Guqiao existed among the objects of his complaint.

After knowing this, for the sake of himself and the group of girls who can be called "election staff", Asada directly used the study room as an alternative chatting place--the euphemistic name is the election center, so that everyone can speak freely there , there are also sofas and free tea to use, which is free and easy.

This is the beauty of power, as long as you give a valid reason, you can turn a serious study space into a social place for only one man.

Since then, the few of them, together with Mr. Kirisu who is in charge of supervision, often meet in the study room after school.

Sometimes they hold meetings to discuss elections, sometimes they play games to relax, sometimes they join forces to ridicule someone's scum, and sometimes they confront each other noisily.

Every time Asada watched those scenes from the sidelines, Asada couldn't help but feel anticipation.

——After the establishment of the new student council, will the same daily routine continue in the student council room?

Not to join in the middle, but from the very beginning, to create a student union that belongs to them together with everyone.

He was looking forward to it so much, and at the same time, there was another reason to work hard.

Wednesday, October [-]th.

Today is Shuchiin Academy, the election day for the president of the student council.

The fallen leaves are rustling, the dead branches are harsh, the autumn wind is even more bleak, and the temperature in the early morning seems to be lower than the number on the mobile phone.

The students all put on thick winter clothes and walked into the lecture hall together.

campaign speeches, coming soon

Chapter 140 Five Support Speeches.prelude

In Xiuzhiyuan Academy, there are nearly [-] students in the three grades.

(The original book should have [-] titles, but the setting in front of the book was wrong, and the author only discovered it now, so I had to make the mistake until the end ╮(╯_╰)╭)

Now, following the leadership of the teachers, these crowds flooded into the lecture hall and sat in the chairs arranged in advance.

Even though it has been controlled as much as possible, the buzzing voice still reverberates in the lecture hall, making the air even more noisy, and it is not clear who is whispering.

This is also a helpless thing - after all, the election of the president is a big school-wide event. It takes too much energy to keep such a large number of students quiet for a long time, so the teachers just shouted a few words, It wasn't until the speech officially started that he sullenly told the students to shut up quickly.

As one of the people who will speak on stage today, Asada and his campaign team stood on the edge of the auditorium, watching the heavy silence passed by the dark crowd, while listening to the master of ceremonies read out the usual opening remarks.

Suddenly, whispers pretending to be astonished reached his ears.

"Wow, what's the number of people over there...and they're all girls, and there's only one guy. Tsk tsk, fan support group? Or..."

Afterwards, there were a few deliberately overdone echoes, the content was not listened carefully, but the malice contained in it was extremely clear.

Asada's expression remained unchanged, his eyes slightly tilted, and compared with the information in his mind, he quickly recognized the identity of the speaker.

The first among the first-year students and the candidate with the second highest approval rate this time - the name is not important, anyway, it will only appear this time.

The handsome-looking young man was staring at this side. Although he looked puzzled, there was a mocking sneer in his eyes.

Asada couldn't help pursing her lips, sighing slightly inwardly.

Committing the following offenses has always been an act that is highly admired in Japanese culture, but dare not really practice it.

Those who can do it either have extraordinary ability or family background, or have extraordinary self-confidence, which is enough for him to step on the strict upper and lower classes and counterattack his predecessors.

Just like this one in front of you.

Or it should be said that the nobles of the Pure Academy have their own pride. This first-year student will look down on the ordinary-looking, ordinary-looking senior who is only the second-oldest, and then come to ridicule and change his mood. It's more refreshing, sincerity is a reasonable and unsurprising development.

That's why Asada wondered: Why did the cubs who used to be honest and shrunk before starting to output only after the final battle?

Don't you think the timing is weird?

Fortunately, he has already thought about it. If some arrogant and rich generations come to provoke him, what kind of posture will he use to make them speechless, lose confidence, and become angry from embarrassment, so as to record their gaffes, and then By manipulating public opinion to tarnish their reputations, secure elections, etc...

He and Chika Fujiwara have already discussed the detailed plan, and they are almost ready to publish an urban novel in which ordinary people beat the face of noble sons; but it was not until the last moment that the standard villain's face appeared wretchedly, leaving them powerless.