[Net King] The girl who clashes with the sun

Because it was the first day of school, after the opening ceremony, except for the head teachers of each class would hold the first class meeting of this semester in their respective classrooms, the rest of the time would be handed over to the clubs for recruiting new students.

Recruitment of new clubs will be carried out after lunch, in the large open space in front of the school gate.

Most of the clubs have already started to set up the designated booths of their own clubs after the class meeting, or they will directly send senior seniors and sisters holding signs to attract new students to visit their clubs.

And until now, as the vice president, the Liangjing girl who didn't know who the president was, could only feel a headache after hearing the bustle inside and outside the complex.

Sitting in the seat that I have always been used to in the home economics classroom.

When she found that the second-year students who had just been promoted from the first year of the first year and the third-year students of the same year were all around her, waiting for her to give orders, the Liangjing girl suddenly began to miss the senior sister Xiaoyuan who had already graduated.

"President..."

"It's not the president, it's the vice president."

The other members look at me and I look at you, with black lines on their faces.

I ask [What should the president do if he still refuses to admit that he is the president? 】

The Liangjing girl pursed her lips. In fact, she had already asked Ashi and Meimazi how to recruit new members when she was in the classroom.

Who knew that the answers of the two of them did not provide any substantial help to the Liangjing girl, and even hurt people a little.

[Hmm—the tennis club has a long queue every year to recruit new students, so I haven't worried about how to attract new students. 】

[Our dance club receives a lot of various awards every year. You see, for example, I won the runner-up in the last dance competition... Forget about this matter, use these results to attract new students to join. 】

Liangjing girl: "I still think of a way..."

Since the founding of Lihai University, it has been dominated by sports clubs, supplemented by other interest clubs, so the cooking club is actually not very popular in Lihai University.

"Before, at the Haiyuan Festival last year, Liangjing sauce, didn't the biscuits you made delicious? If you make this and put it on a tray, do you think it can attract some new students?" A girl in the first grade said suddenly.

"I think it's okay, that biscuit is really delicious, and our current materials can just make a lot of desserts." Club member A nodded in agreement.

"Then we are divided into two parts. Some people make things that they are good at, and the other part presents the first batch of finished products on trays to attract freshmen to the home economics classroom, so that freshmen can directly experience the atmosphere of our usual club activities." Club Member B added comments very seriously.

"By the way! Can we tell the outside world that joining the cooking club can provide desserts for the tennis club! Don't you think Marui-kun will always come to eat with us before club activities?" The member suddenly raised his hand, staring at each other Everyone said.

……

The girl from Liangjing listened to the suggestions from the people around her, and silently felt that they all had the talent to be the president.

"President, do you think it's okay?"

"vice--"

"Vice President, do you think it's okay?"

"Row……"

Although she felt that it might not be humane to forcibly pull people from the tennis club in as a platoon...

But—who told Ah Shi to be mocking himself in the class just now!

During the entire process of discussing how to recruit new recruits, the Liangjing girl felt that she had done nothing, she just nodded as if she had stamped it, and everyone got busy as if they had received a notification.

Looking at the time, it was only around 10:30 noon. Before [-]:[-] p.m., there were enough small biscuits for two baking trays, and it should be able to catch up with the recruiting of new clubs.

Because the members are very thoughtful, everything is going on in an orderly manner even without any command.

Some people bake desserts, while others make sushi. The skills of the few people who are free are not very good, but the few who are good at drawing even spontaneously made a few signs that can be held in their hands, with some small desserts painted on them Or some classic Japanese and local dishes, and in the middle, write the words [Cooking Club] in big letters.

When the girl from Liangjing made the biscuits and saw this, she said, "Doesn't our society need a president?"

Member A glanced at member B, and asked quietly: "The president admits that he is the president?"

Member B shrugged, expressing that he didn't know.

However, in the next second, member A knew that his idea was completely wrong.

Because Liangjing girl said in the second half of the sentence: "It seems that the vice president doesn't need it either?"

Culinary community——

impossible!

Don't think about it!

does not exist!

When the time was approaching, a few people with more relaxed personalities took the initiative to solicit the work of pulling people out.

Except Liangjing girl, because she was the only one who was pushed out by everyone to attract people.

There are two reasons - first [you are the vice president], second [you are a baby face]

"Baby face, why should it be the reason why I need to pull people?" The girl from Liangjing held the tray with a puzzled expression on her face.

Member A of the same grade who was walking next to him said, "Liangjing, think about it...you can just laugh casually, act coquettishly or something, men and women can take it all, and the popularity of our cooking club will explode."

"Yes, yes, senior, you are super cute!" A junior who followed hurriedly echoed.

"I think so too! I still remember the first time I saw Ishida-senpai, I almost couldn't hold back..."

"Can't hold back what?"

"Touch your head and pinch your face!"

The Liangjing girl stopped when she heard the question. After hearing the answer, she turned her head to look at the speaker as quickly as possible. It was a junior.

As for the person who asked the question, well—it was Yukimura Seichi.

The others also felt that something was wrong, and turned their heads belatedly, and suddenly, they were embarrassed.

Who told them why Yukimura followed so coincidentally?

Especially that junior, the color on his face suddenly disappeared, and he was extremely flustered.

"Um, Yukimura-senpai, I, I-I-I didn't mean that, ah-I meant that although I meant that, but I didn't mean that...that is, I, Yukimura-senpai, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

Oh my god, Yukimura-san laughs so terribly!Who will save him!

"It's okay, I know you don't mean it like that, and I don't dare to mean it." Yukimura still smiled gently, and after he finished speaking, he didn't look at the junior, but turned to the girl from Liangjing, "It's going to the club to recruit new students." ?”

"Yeah." The Liangjing girl nodded, "Do you want to go with us?"

After hearing this, the other members immediately stared at Yukimura expectantly, hoping that he would nod in the next second.

After all, they still want to use the gimmick of "providing desserts to the tennis club from time to time" to attract girls, so - if Yukimura is next to it, it will be more credible.

"You want me to go with you?" Yukimura ignored those expectant gazes and asked instead.

"Well—if circumstances permit..."

"Oh? Why?"

The Liangjing girl looked at Yukimura with some doubts. Usually, he is not such a person who likes to ask the root cause. What happened today?

After thinking for a while, the Liangjing girl was about to answer something when she saw Yukimura walking into her field of vision.

and many more……

Ah City?two?

"Nio, are you bored?" Yukimura raised his hand and took off the fake hair on Nioh's head after approaching, and suddenly the silver-blue hair in the white was exposed, "Now even I dare to imitate gone?"

Realizing that she was being teased by the Liangjing girl, her complexion immediately sank, "King Nioh, you are really boring. No wonder Kuimiya-san bothers you so much."

After speaking, he took the tray and left the place, and when he left, he silently gave Yukimura a look.

Yukimura was stared inexplicably.

But obviously, now is not the time to catch up and worry about these things.

Seeing that all the members of the cooking club had disappeared into the recruiting team at the gate of the school, Yukimura cast a cold glance at Nioh: "Is it because my minister feels easy to be bullied after being ill, or is the amount of training really too much lately?" not enough?"

Hearing Yukimura's tone, King Ni knew that he had played too much this time, he laughed dryly and said quickly: "No, no, I just can't understand the elementary school boy coveting our minister's wife, and you are not here, so I will help to say a few words. As for... ...It's more intimidating in your image...cough..."

Nioh couldn't make it up anymore.

The so-called one misstep will cause eternal hatred.

"Oh? Then I have to thank you for your kindness?"

"Haha... no, no, I'm going back to the club first. There seem to be a lot of people signing up for the tennis club this year, and they may not be able to handle it." Seeing that the smile on Yukimura's face became more and more dangerous, Nio wiped his feet as soon as the words fell. The oil slipped away.

Yukimura looked at his back as he slipped away, and his smile dropped.

Thinking that there is no need to pursue anything, I can only sigh and turn to the club to recruit new troops.

When she was in the classroom before, she had asked about the club's recruitment, and he was inevitably a little worried.

So after finishing the affairs of the tennis club, he decided to take a look, thinking that if there were really no freshmen willing to join the culinary club, he would help out.

But looking closer, the number of freshmen surrounded by the people holding cards in the cooking club is not small.

Especially around my girlfriend, there are a lot of people.

Tsk... What King Ni said is right, it seems that there are quite a few people who covet their girlfriends.

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Considering that the location of the home economics classroom is not very rich, and there are already more than 20 members, in the last freshmen, Liangjing only recruited more than ten freshmen, most of them are girls, and only two or three boys .

The reason for the lack of boys is that every time a boy comes to ask Liangjing girl if she can join the cooking club, she will be dismissed by Yukimura's smile.

As for the two or three boys who joined, they still applied for their names from other club members, but they were approved to join the cooking club after being screened by Yukimura.

The Liangjing girl looked at the application forms for joining the club, which had suddenly decreased in number, and looked at Yukimura with dissatisfaction, "You are from the tennis club, why do you care about our cooking club?"

"Then for the sake of fairness, how about Xiaojing taking care of our tennis club?"

The Liangjing girl was silent for a moment, then declined.

"why?"

"The smell of sweat." The girl from Liangjing touched her nose, and her nose felt strangely uncomfortable when she imagined that smell.

Pin up the application form in hand, and plan to take it home at night and use the mobile phone to notify them one by one according to the above contact information.

"But I'm also curious, why Xiaojing wants me to go to the club with you to recruit new people?"

"..."

The girl from Liangjing stood on her tiptoes, grabbed a lock of hair and pulled it out. After confirming that this was not a fake by King Ren, she replied, "Because, it's rare for you to come back."

So it's good to spend one more second together.

But being so hypocritical, from the novel, the Liangjing girl wouldn't say it even if she killed herself.

When Yukimura felt the pain coming from his scalp, he didn't react for a while.

After thinking about Niwang's stubble, I couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

Bending slightly, Yukimura pinched the right cheek of the cool well girl, "Let's go, I can accompany you home with the rest of the time."

"Tonight... are you going back to the hospital again?" Liang Jing couldn't help pinching the club application form a little harder, with a hint of expectation in his tone.

"Ah."

It's just that in turn, it has become a natural loss.