I suspect that this person dragged himself into the water because the secretary left suddenly, and he had to take on the accounting work and share the responsibility of the secretary by himself.Although her original job was not idle, but compared to the job of a secretary who listened to and worked hard, at least it was a job where she was free to have a cup of tea during afternoon tea time.

So Kuroko Airi smiled slightly and said, "Actually, I also think it's okay for Ninzu-kun to hold two jobs."

While they were chatting, the president of the student council opened the door and came in.Hei Zituo is also a novelist, and there are many messy books at home, including books on psychoanalysis.Kuroko Airi inherited her father's artist personality, and loved to read these books even when she had nothing to do, so when she heard the footsteps, an idea immediately popped into her mind.

This person must be extremely confident and very good.Because his footsteps were firm and steady without making too much noise, he should also be a man of good birth, formal training in manners, and a well-educated man.

With this kind of psychological profiling and this time and place, you can know who it is without even thinking about it.

Kuroko Airi stood up from the chair unhurriedly, looked at the boy who walked up to the table and sat down straight away, and showed his usual gentle smile: "Hello, Mr. President, I am the new secretary. This is the first time we meet , please advise me more." After a pause, she blinked, "Of course, I will not become the new secretary until I get your approval."

Her tone was gentle and playful, and her smile was generous and appropriate, but while she was speaking, she was secretly looking at the boy in front of her.During various school activities, she also saw this young man speaking from a distance on the stage. A simple snap of his fingers could affect the emotions of nearly 2000 people in the entire Ice Emperor Academy, and a simple promise could make everyone feel happy. Everyone is convinced.However, nothing she had seen before was as surprising as today's close and direct contact, and even...shocked.

The gray-purple hair is slightly raised, and it looks very shiny in the sunlight. A pair of dark blue phoenix eyes are sharp and sharp, and the tear mole under the corner of the right eye is even more gorgeous and almost charming.As if created by a sculptor who devoted all his life, the impeccable facial features combined into a handsome and heroic appearance. What is more breathtaking than his appearance is that he is like Apollo, the sun god in Greek mythology. Such a haughty and noble temperament.

In a nutshell—it is the 3D embodiment of the cool, charming, domineering and domineering president who was forced to control the lifeline of the global economy in his teens, as mentioned in the messy novels her deskmate read. Well.

As a child of a diplomat who flew around with her mother since childhood, Kuroko Airi has met all kinds of people, some with low self-esteem and cowardice, some with pretentiousness, some with modesty and prudence, and some with enthusiasm...but There has never been a person, no one, who is as proud, flamboyant, and extremely arrogant as the young man in front of him, but it just makes people feel that he should be like this when he was born.

It seems that the existence of this person is enough to be the reason for him to be superior and look down on all sentient beings.

The so-called - born to be king.

However, even in the face of such a character, Kuroko Airi has no other thoughts, whether it is admiration or admiration, except for admiring a work of art.

Atobe Keigo stroked the tear mole under his right eye, and raised his eyes to look at the girl in front of him in a leisurely manner: "Ah, you are..."

For some unknown reason, the unfinished words were answered naturally by the girl with a smile: "Kuroko Airi, the third-year group A of the middle school, originally belonged to the Cultural Activities Committee." At the same time, she thought in her heart, no wonder Tono After Ryoko finished the interview with this person, she ran over and hugged herself and screamed, "Ah, what should I do if my ears are pregnant and swollen?" This deep and magnetic voice, even if it was just a long-pitched voice, said lazily, "Ah En", it's already several blocks away from the one called Suwabe Junichi.

Sunshine came in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows behind the desk, and the light hit her cherry-colored long hair, and slowly flowed down along the gorgeous color, making the soft hair look like the top-grade silk satin, which made people unable to help but Picture it in your mind's touch.The golden sunlight shone into her aqua-blue eyes, which made the beautiful color pure and soft, just like her smile.

Keigo Atobe stared at her smile, and let out a chuckle of unknown meaning, but Kuroko Airi sounded more like a snort.He crossed his fingers and placed them on the document spread out on the desktop, with a look in his eyes and a smile that Kuroko Airi couldn't understand.

"So... Kuroko Airi?"

"Yes." Kuroko Airi was confused by his smile.

The opened document was closed with a "snap", and Keigo Atobe handed the document to the girl in Sakura's hair: "The uncle is looking forward to your performance, secretary."

Kuroko Airi widened his eyes in surprise, then took the document with a gentle smile: "Thank you, I understand, Mr. President."

She still remembers that afternoon, the air was filled with the lazy warm temperature unique to the afternoon, the freshness of the grass and soil after the rain, and the light and fragrant fragrance of roses.

And today's sunshine is just like that day, brilliant and dazzling, and infinitely bright.

Atobe Keigo raised his lips, took the small box over, and asked seemingly casually, "Ah, how are your grades?"

"This time it's No.1 in the whole class." Kuroko Airi replied with a smile, blinking her big blue eyes, "Thanks to the help of the president."

Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows. Before he could speak, the witty Kuroko Airi quickly added: "So I made this to thank Atobe-senpai. I hope it suits the taste of the senior."

"Then I will accept it." Keigo Atobe gently moved his index finger on the box, "Ah, yes, it will be the school festival soon..." The school festival of Hyodi is usually held at It is held in July and August every year, so at this time of the year, not only the members of the student council, but all the students in the entire Hyotei Academy are the busiest.

"At your disposal at any time." Kuroko Airi blinked her left eye, "Ah, but there is something I would like to ask of you."

"what?"

A simple question, read out by his deep magnetic voice, and lazily prolonging the ending, is simply trembling... In the words of Ryoko Tono, it is "the ear is about to be pregnant".

"My older brother plays basketball, and Atobe-senpai must know that InterHigh is held in July and August... I want to cheer for my brother no matter what, so, um, sometimes I may have to ask for leave." Kuroko Airi As he spoke, he frowned in embarrassment, "I also know that this request is too much... But I will definitely do my job well before going, so..."

Atobe Keigo looked at the cherry-haired girl with folded hands in front of her eyes, her expression could be said to be that of a death-defying girl, and her deep voice was tinged with a smile: "Ah, yes."

"Hey?"

"My uncle approved it. Just send me a text message when you ask for leave."

Kuroko Airi was stunned for a while: "Ah, um...thank you, senior." Although the Ice Emperor, who is supreme in strength, will be granted relative immunity from the rules as long as he has the ability, it is a bit beyond her to be approved so easily. unexpected.

"Do you have a brother?" Keigo Atobe opened the box, and there were about ten cookies neatly placed inside, made into the shape of roses, and the weight, size and shape were as exquisite.

Kuroko Airi nodded with a smile: "Yes! In junior high school, I was the main candidate for Teiko Middle School, and now I'm at Seirin Middle School..." Her phone vibrated as she spoke, "Ah, I'm sorry..." She glanced at Looking at the time on the phone, "It's a text message from Xing-chan. I'm already half an hour late... Sorry senior, I'm leaving first, let's talk in the afternoon." Then he bowed, and when he saw Keigo Atobe After nodding his head, he trotted away and closed the door silently before leaving.

Keigo Atobe picked up a cookie and put it in his mouth lightly, the aroma of roses and rich milk fragrance spread in his mouth immediately.With a smile on his thin lips, he took out a tissue to wipe off the cookie crumbs on his hands, tapped the keyboard, typed the words "Diguang Middle School" in the search bar, and then hit the Enter key.

The author has something to say: I really like this sentence:

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

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Act.12

After the midterm exam, the work of the student union has entered the preparatory stage for the school festival.Although the school festival is still one or two months away, Ice Emperor's school festival has always been famous for being grand and lively, so the members of the student council spend at least one month every year preparing for the three-day school festival.From venue arrangement to each class program, from performance sequence to stage arrangement, etc., everything must be perfectly arranged.The most terrible thing is that during this pre-preparation period, other activities must be held as usual, such as the orientation meeting, school celebrations, excursions of all grades, school ball games and the like.

If Kuroko Airi was still in the Cultural Activities Committee, she wouldn't have been responsible for so many things.Unfortunately, she is now the secretary of the student union. In other words, she is a cadre among cadres. Even if she doesn't need to worry about many trivial matters, she still has to handle them.

Afflicted by such a work intensity, Kuroko Air couldn't help but have no time to drink tea every afternoon

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