The Red Wall of the Net King

Chapter 6 chapter six

Asakusa is actually a good girl - from the fact that she always completes the tasks of the secretarial department seriously.

I smiled obsequiously at her, but she nodded with a half-smile.

I would like this girl better if she didn't always want to despise me so implicitly.Of course, if she can not despise me, it will be more perfect.

Just when my thoughts were flying, Asakusa dutifully started a discussion about the school festival.

It is not so much a discussion as an improvement of the previous plan.

In fact, there is no need to change such things as the plan. From the overall point of view, there is no change in the ice emperor's school festival.

The only thing that has changed is the part of the content that the class chooses independently.

I was very bored, so I inquired about the plans of our class.

I have to say that it is very painful to be in the same class as Atobe - the gorgeous Atobe master will not allow the content of his class to be not gorgeous.

So everything must not only conform to his aesthetics, but it cannot always be stereotyped.

It's not Atobe who is suffering, he just needs to make the final decision, and the actual proposal and implementation are still us gangsters.

Probably dissatisfied that I interrupted their conversation, Miss Ye Zi quickly glanced at me.

So I immediately fell silent.

"Well, I believe the students will be able to accomplish this kind of unglamorous thing. Ye Jiu, you can tell me what you want to report now." The uncle briefly discussed with Asakusa Yeko and sent her away.

Before leaving, Miss Ye Zi did not forget to take a look at me, this look was really ecstasy.

"Grandpa~ Can you take a step to talk." My drama factor got on my upper body, and I glanced at Ren Zu proudly, but I won't let you watch the show.

At X hour, X minute, and X second on X, X, X, XXXX, in a conference room inside the Ice Emperor Student Union, two students wearing dark brown Ice Emperor school uniforms were...

commune.

Regarding the content of the conversation, there are various versions. Readers, which one do you want to see.

Convulsion version:

A certain girl approached a certain boy shyly, and then said with a heroic look, "Master, you just obey me."

Then suddenly turned into a wolf and let out a shocking crazy laugh.

Drama version:

A certain girl smiled lewdly, then lightly raised her hand, ready to pick an innocent boy's chin

can we...

Misery version:

Hey, hey, mother, why are you...

Then the crying girl suddenly raised her head and said, "If you don't agree, hehe, go talk to my mother." (Her mother suddenly made a faint voice in the underworld.)

Cheerful version:

Ah la~~~ Do you agree or not~~~

Do you promise~~~Do you promise~~~I know you are the best~~~

While reading such lines, the girl coquettishly tugged on the boy's sleeve.

No matter which version it is, after this secret talk, Aoshi and Atobe seem to have reached some kind of consensus.

As for what was going on, it was said to be a secret talk, so how could a passer-by like us know about it.

The school festival is fun after all, except for a little surprise during the preparations.

For example, the deputy head of the Atobe Support Group accidentally fell from a height.

It is said to be when arranging things.

It is also said that the only person by her side at that time was Ye Jiu Qingzhe.

Then it is said that Ye Jiu loves Atobe.

Then it was said that this incident had something to do with Ye Jiu.

Well, let's clear our minds.

Afterwards, Ye Jiu came forward to refute the rumors, and her words were simple and crisp: "A Lie, why did I kill my sister Wa?"

The righteousness is awe-inspiring and full of sincerity.

The public was in an uproar, it turned out to be slander.

Then the rumors started again: "Ye Jiu Qingshen and Feng Ji Xue Ying were not born to the same mother, that's why they had this rift, and this kind of thing happened in the end."

Ye Jiu refuted the rumor again: "Why does it have to be me? At that time, I submitted the student union documents together with Atobe and Renzu."

Thus, the rumors died down.

Afterwards, Ye Jiu cried and said, "Why did I refute the rumors at that time, I almost had the opportunity to be a bad-hearted female supporting role."

No, I'm going to admit it.

So a few days after the incident, Ye Jiu confessed again that he designed the Wind Festival.

But this time the rumors stop at the wise, no one fucking believes this kind of stuff anymore.

Because righteousness is like ninjutsu, ninzu's friends Jibu and others, after I confessed them last time, helped me refute the rumors very righteously.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder you always bully Fengji Xueying, because she is your stepmother's child." Renzu teased.

"I was bullying her? I was being bullied by her. Since she was a child, she liked to make fun of her body to frame me, and she succeeded every time." My face was full of bitterness.

"You don't need to pretend anymore, that kind of plot is not suitable for you." He broke me through.

"Yeah, it's not suitable at all..." I smiled heartlessly.

But for this reason, Ninzu really believed my words-I was an unfavorable child who was bullied by my younger sister Kazaki Snow Sakura.

I'm actually joking.

It's rare that I made a joke and you believed it. When I told the truth in the past, why didn't you believe it?

Not long after, I was taken back to the Fengshou family.

I missed school for a few days.

When she appeared in the student union again, it was rare for Atobe to remember that she had such a subordinate who hadn't come for a few days.

I replied perfunctorily: "There is Miss Asakusa, it doesn't matter if I'm there or not."

A smell of resentment.

"Ah, you are not a gorgeous woman, how could you, as my uncle's own subordinate, strike so easily?" The uncle still smiled alluringly.

"Master, the younger one is wrong, I'll make it up for the younger one." I remained courteous.

But he accidentally saw something.

"I can almost stop acting. Put away your unglamorous smile for me." Probably because I am getting more and more familiar with it, and I am more and more exposed in front of Atobe and the others.

Or, more and more the characteristics of the love of acting are brought out.

"The old man is wise. He sees through the little boy's penchant for acting. There is nothing to hide in front of the old man."

Sarah, no one can dog-leg me when I dog-leg my upper body.

No one told me not to always act in front of Atobe.

So I was very honored to be admonished, and it was Atobe himself who admonished me-what an honor am I?

"Can you still laugh?" Atobe pointed.

"That's why I couldn't..." I continued to smile flatteringly when I saw such a stalwart figure.

"Bring over the pile of official documents you owe over there." Atobe interrupted my flattery.

"Of order, sir." I struggled to lean against the pile of official documents that I don't know why they can be piled up so high.

It doesn't make sense, there are Asakusa leaves, this is unscientific.

However, as a perfect dog leg, all I have to do is obey.

It is sinful for a feeble woman to carry such a large load.

Therefore, this pile of things was turned over without accident.

"My hand seems to be sprained." I exclaimed exaggeratedly.

So Atobe smiled and said to me: "The opportunity is quite accurate. Unfortunately, has anyone warned you not to act in front of me?"

The air seems a little cold.

"My hand is really hurt, don't believe me." He immediately changed his tone, pretending to be innocent with a sweet and innocent tone.

Later, he was ridiculed by Renzu: "Only you can think of the idea of ​​using injury to escape work."

"Of course." I took his words in a natural tone with a proud face.As if he was really complimenting me.

A few days later, Atobe canceled all my work and took a break for a while.

But his intentional or unintentional visitation still told me that he might have discovered something.

Am I forgetting that his tennis is a hand sport?

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