About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

039 Chaos Before the School Festival

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Bingdi's extracurricular life is unbelievably rich.The opening ceremony, welcome party, and school festival in the first month of the spring semester alone are three large-scale events that have been rolled over in turn, which is enough for all departments to start their preparations from the end of the last semester.

Everyone has to be responsible for the recruiting publicity and part of the welcome program of their club, and at the same time, they have to actively participate in the planning of the school festival project that is open to the public on a class basis——Ice Emperor students’ enthusiasm for the school festival is not so much High, it's more like using too much force, it almost refreshed my understanding of the school festival.

If we say that Lihai University is a school that takes tradition and tolerance as its purpose and is indeed making steady progress with this goal.

Then Bingdi's school ethos and style implement and embody the concept of "self-discipline and freedom" in every student.

Compared with Ice Emperor's school festival, Rikkai is almost routine.

Projects such as maid cafes, deacon public relations departments, fortune-telling, and haunted houses have long been submerged and forgotten in waves of innovation.

The ice emperor's school festival is not only an annual opening period that attracts much attention in the eyes of outsiders.At the same time, it is also one of the traditional important festivals of Ice Emperor.

Before the start of the school festival, the Academic Affairs Department will notify all students in the school that they can choose whether to participate in elective courses during this period, and the elective credits lost for this can also be earned back through active performance in the school festival.

The class with the most outstanding performance in the school festival can receive an honorary award-although it is a useless gimmick, it unexpectedly made many people show enthusiasm that is not limited to participation...

The class rating is further divided into two parts: the number of visitor visits and the number of favorable comments.

So it's not enough to be novel and eye-catching, this group of future entrepreneurs and politicians has to work hard to win support.

In fact, every school festival, the first difficulty facing each class is the question of "how to choose and integrate the opinions of all parties".

This group even in the Chinese class can start a fierce quarrel over "Qing Shao Nayan is so good, why does Murasaki Shikibu dislike her" (I have to feel the Japanese support culture-ah no, the culture of Chinese studies is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people), At the same time, the young masters and ladies with strong self-awareness will turn into shocking appearances in order to compete for dominance in such occasions where leadership is required.For example, a hedgehog with spikes, a peacock with its tail open, an angry orangutan...

In short, they will not give up regardless of whether they are superior or inferior.So the pre-meeting has thus become an indispensable link.

ah?You ask if our class is not a member of the Utoku department, how come it is their turn to make decisions?

Of course, it was because the members of the student union were too busy to participate.

Although my life as an accountant is still passable during this period-because my work is mainly concentrated in the preparatory stage, and the latter part of the activity can basically lie in the office of the student union as a salted fish-but as a student union member Long traces are different.

After he has reviewed the purpose application and project letter, it can completely cover the floor of the student union office, and it can cover two floors.

Unconsciously, more than two weeks have passed since the Shibata incident.

Nothing noticeable has changed in my life for two weeks.Although I can feel that there seem to be a few more pairs of eyes around me.

Nakaya is still sent by Mr. Mori to fly all over the world; Ms. Hongye will occasionally send people new clothes and my favorite snacks; Akashi’s text messages have changed from three or four a year to two a week, which has made great progress; Still don't plan to take the initiative to return the brooch to me; as long as I don't cause trouble, Mr. Sakaguchi will not call me to have a tea and talk.

Everything seems to be the same.

However, in the past two weeks, my campus life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

For reputation reasons, Shibata's attempt to stab me was not reported by the media.At most, people can only see the news that "the only son of Chai Tian Ge Zhu Construction Group was under pressure and committed suicide".

However, it took more than ten days for everyone in the school to discuss and suspect Shibata's bad behavior, and it took more than ten days to finally show signs of gradually subsiding because of the arrival of the school festival.

Without exception, they were bitterly reprimanding Fumura Shibata's insane actions, and incidentally showed me a lot of sympathy and pity for the victim-they all thought that I was lucky, there was a hero present, and I was safe and sound. evaded the attack.

Except for Atobe, no one doubts whether there is a problem with the "None" filled in the "Personality/Abilities" column on my file.

And because of this, Atobe has not spoken to me other than "um", "ah" and "oh" for the first two weeks.

Even as dull as I should know why he was angry.

But I am also very wronged to have my vest stripped off for no reason!

In the future, how can I use gravity to cheat in the high jump, long jump, and long-distance running softball events of the physical examination? !

I irritably threw away the plan book in my hand.

My deskmate Chiori Shiratori noticed my anger, and immediately cast a concerned look, which accelerated the speed of my anger—not only her, but everyone in our class still thought that I was still immersed in the panic and anxiety of a week ago among.

So my emotional instability is normal, it needs to be understood, and it needs to be cared for.

For example, when facing PTSD or autistic patients, we should show enough patience and tolerance.

Enough!

I am extremely depressed.

It just so happened that the author of Project No. [-] stood on the podium.

The plans of the two people before him were to invite Sheng Bian Liuli, the current popular idol, to come to help out, and to have a sports car exhibition.

“I think our class can conduct a small lecture on the recent stock market analysis, and select and list several emerging companies and some high-quality assets that have passed at least the E round of financing for the audience attending the lecture, so as to guide the audience to pay attention to the follow-up development.

In this way, viewers with independent financial ability can choose whether to buy according to the situation when the stock is issued in the future to obtain benefits. The middle school students who come to participate can also go back to give advice to their parents, and it is also easy to get sponsorship for our project, killing three birds with one stone. ! "

He waved his arms confidently.

My slightly raised voice came out of the silence that hadn't had time to explode, "Don't you think your plan is unreasonable?"

The classroom fell silent for a moment.

All eyes were on me.

"The school festival is only held for three days. The second and third days are the highlights of the three performance clubs of drama, wind performance, and dance respectively. Most of the guests will be concentrated in the auditorium area, so the time for you to play is only the beginning of the event. This is the first day of my life."

"First of all, in your plan, I didn't see anything about how to divert people's attention to the class on the first day of the school festival. Even if you designate someone to be in charge, it's just that No."

"Secondly, your idea does take into account the two largest groups of visitors, but have you forgotten to consider consumer psychology? Do you think ordinary high school students will come to listen to your lectures on financing and stocks? Have this time? Why don't they go to the Maid Deacon Café to eat, take pictures and then post tweets? What do you think is the most important thing in their eyes at the Ice Emperor Private Noble Academy? Of course it is the word 'noble' that you think is so common!"

"In this competition where the most quantity wins, in order to show off your financial knowledge reserve, you used boring lectures to drive away the visitors who accounted for more than 30.00% over the years. How can you tell me you won?"

"Your head?!"

"I wouldn't have such a big opinion if I added the word "manservant" in front of the plan!"

I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a lot happier, and then gave a hearty smile without apology at all, "My speech is over, you continue." After speaking, I walked out of the classroom.

Even in the corridor, you can still hear the noisy discussion overflowing from the classroom.The class next door seems to have already made a final decision on the event project to be held. Judging from the writing on the blackboard, their planning meeting has entered the stage of setting up scenes and purchasing raw materials.

"Enough?" The glass window next to the corridor suddenly beeped.I turned my head and saw a dark blue head, "Why are you sitting here?"

"I've been sitting here since the beginning of term, dear lady." He pushed back the window and looked at me, smiling.

I knew there must be something in his words, he was mocking me to come and go like the wind every day, and never pay attention to the feelings of the people around me - this person is of course not referring to Renzu himself, but Atobu.

His good brother came to help him fight the injustice!It's really touching.

"I'm really sorry. After all, people's attention is very limited. I don't have the time to care about the corner of the classroom where the alumni from the next class who don't know each other sit too much." I rolled my eyes at him regardless of my appearance.But to be honest, I don't really have an image to speak of.

I can't quite remember the last time someone stuffed a love letter in my locker.

Maybe a freshman in high school?Because at that time, except for Atobe and a few people around him, no one knew me, let alone me.

Eight out of ten love letters will spend ink on my face.

Eight out of ten people will think that I can sit quietly at the table in the sunny afternoon, lower my eyelashes as if looking at the face of a lover, and engrave every word on the page into my heart.

Fortunately, this misunderstanding did not last long.

Today, when I'm almost out of shape, I almost can't even receive the Giri chocolates for White Day.

People always make fun of me blatantly or behind my back, but I never mind.

If success in life is to be judged by femininity and popularity, then I am definitely the least loved loser.

However, I am very aware that the reality I experience is not like this.

I slammed the window of Class B, and the bulletproof glass firmly embedded in the alloy frame remained motionless.The huge impact still startled the girl who was sitting at the same table.

The dark blue boy looked at me quietly through the glass. It was the most familiar gaze I had during this time, the helpless and tolerant gaze.

I raised my chin and turned to leave.

The Shibata incident did not make the school choose to completely block the rooftop.Bingdi's principle of dealing with incidents has always been that blocking is worse than sparse, and sparse is worse than introduction.Unless you do not correct your mistakes or make mistakes that touch the bottom line, you will not usually adopt particularly tough and high-pressure measures.

After dismissing Fumji Shibata, the chairman decided to build a glass greenhouse on the roof of the teaching building, install surveillance cameras and try to prevent the accident of "jumping off a building to commit suicide" from happening again.

Facts have proved that beautiful and lush flowers and plants can really make people feel better. I squatted bored by the flowerbed in the central garden of the teaching building, and poked a mimosa plant growing under the camellia, and its leaves immediately closed tightly , It took a while before it opened again.I tossed this mimosa persistently for more than 20 minutes, until a shadow surrounded me.

When we were young, we also played the boring game of stepping on shadows in the open space. Akashi was always worried that I would fall while playing crazy, and Atobe was the guy who was responsible for throwing me behind with the difference in physical strength and laughing at me.

Atobe stood quietly behind me and watched me poke the mimosa for 10 minutes.Not to mention whether my legs have lost feeling, anyway, today Atobe seems to want to spend the little rest time with me.

Unbearable, I turned around and raised my head, "Go away!" I drove people away unceremoniously, as if the central garden was funded by my family.

Atobe stood there motionless, and if his eyes hadn't blinked, I might have thought he fell asleep standing up with his eyes open.

There is a kind of strange people in this world.They are obviously very tired, but they can still cheer up in front of people, as if they will never let go of the machine that stops, and they can even give people the illusion that "they really don't feel tired".

"Okay, if you don't go, I will go!"

I couldn't bear such a stalemate with him, so I stood up abruptly, completely forgetting that I was a person with poor circulation of peripheral blood vessels for four to ten minutes.

In an instant, not only blood gushed out, but also accompanied by dizziness.

My whole body fell on my back.However, before the gravity operation was activated, Atobe was the first to catch me.

He staggered two steps while holding me.It's hard to imagine such a tall boy falling over me like another domino.

I have never been afraid of weightlessness.

How could a gravity operator be afraid of things related to gravity?

It's just that I did feel my heart being tightened the moment Atobe hugged me and fell backwards.

If I let him fall, of course I'll be fine in his arms, but I guarantee he'll be nauseous and vomiting for at least a week from a mild concussion!

Using this method to test my abilities, did Keigo Atobe eat something wrong? !

"Where did you come from?! Where did you come from?! Which lunatic asylum did you escape from?!"

Angrily, I stomped hard on his shoe, feeling a fire burning in my lungs.

Atobe lay reclining in mid-air, and suddenly laughed.

I turned my head to stare at him viciously, but in his blue eyes I saw myself who was even more flustered than Fumji Shibata stabbed me with a knife.