On Friday afternoons, the school has a half-day holiday to arrange cultural festivals for students.

This decision made all the students very happy.

With this half-day time, those originally busy and hot clubs can finally breathe a sigh of relief, and do not have to reduce the quality of the program because of the time.

“The Ministry of Service is just the two of you, are you busy?” Ikei Hitoshi asked bored as he lay on the table.

“It’s okay, things are almost busy.” Hitomi Anno drew something on the table.

“It’s really powerful, obviously there are so many people in our class, we can run a simple maid café, but they are busy.” He said dejectedly.

It is clear that the workload of the Ministry of Service is not less than theirs, but why can they get it in order?

“Once the number grows, there needs to be a strong leader to control the overall situation, so the two executive members respect your ideas.”

Hitomi Anno put down his pen and looked at the drama tickets he had designed.

The design is ok, and you can go to make copies in the afternoon.

“Indeed, as you said, the two of them really let everyone express their opinions and listen carefully no matter what ideas they had, which led to the current situation.”

Ikei Hitoshi said with annoyance and regret: “I knew that they would be like this, and I should have run for the executive committee!” ”

“You?” Anno Hitomi glanced at him and shook his head in disappointment.

“As a best friend, you don’t even believe me?”

“It’s not a matter of not believing, but you simply can’t get everyone…..”

Halfway through the words, a girl passed by, and Hitomi Anno closed her mouth.

“Anno-san, the clothes you wore yesterday were very handsome and good-looking!” The girl passing by waved her fist excitedly.

“Thank you.”

“We will definitely watch your drama then.”

“Trouble.”

Sending away the girl, Chi Renmu’s tears were about to flow out.

“Damn, yesterday I made you out of the limelight again, and now girls are discussing how you look in that outfit, and that photo is also circulating in various chat groups, and even some people buy it at a high price.”

“How do you know if this is a burden for me?”

Hitomi Anno sighed helplessly.

Ikei wanted to hit him because of his smug look, but considering that he might not be his opponent, he held back.

“By the way, do me a favor.” Hitomi Anno took out a stack of leaflets from his bag and pushed them in front of him, “Put these leaflets on the various publicity boards of the school.” ”

“Leave it to Uncle Ikei.”

This little favor, he can do alone.

“Then I’ll leave first.”

“Wait.” Ikei Ren suddenly remembered something and beckoned him to lean over.

He leaned over and heard Ikei whisper, “I suspect that a girl has taken a liking to me.” ”

Anno Hitomi nodded without any reaction: “Go on.” ”

“It happened yesterday when I went to the library, a girl’s book fell on the floor, after I helped her pick it up, she smiled gently at me, that smile was sweet…”

“So you think that girl likes you?” Hitomi Anno helped him finish his words.

“That’s right, that’s how it is, Anno, you think so too, right?” Ikei Hitoshi asked him excitedly, desperately seeking his approval.

Hitomi Anno did not answer immediately.

The world is so big, it’s not surprising that there are girls who like Ikei Hitoshi.

But……

These should be the three illusions of life, right?

This is excess self-awareness, right?

Maybe the girls are just kind laughter, and the result is sweetened by your automatic brain! (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

You’re not the hero of a light novel!

If you help a girl, people will like you, and this kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen to you!

“She definitely likes you.”

The shiny Mr. Anno finally gave him a shot in the arm, “Don’t hesitate, take advantage of the cultural festival, hurry up and confess!” ”

“You….. This guy… What a great friend! With tears in his eyes, Ikei Ren hit him the shoulder, “I will not live up to your expectations, I will definitely sue tomorrow!” ”

“Come on, I wish you success.”

Hitomi Anno could only give a blessing with pity.

I hope that tomorrow, after recognizing the facts, he will not despair.

Leaving the classroom, Hitomi Anno took an application form and headed to the office of the executive committee.

Influenced by Ikei Hitoshi, he inevitably thought about the topic of love.

The cultural festival is a festival of joy and love.

Many people will choose this day to confess to their crush.

Because of the lively atmosphere, the success rate is very high.

In addition, Senzakura High School also has a legend about the cultural festival.

According to legend, there was a bonfire next to the decades-old cherry blossom.

At half past seven in the evening, dancing with your favorite person in the light of the fire can be with you for a lifetime and never separate.

Whether the legend is true or false, the freshmen of this class do not know.

I have to ask the seniors who graduated, and they know if the couples who danced at the last cultural festival broke up.

But no one really broke the casserole and asked the end.

Legend has it that it is a kind of romantic blessing, a kind of sustenance (promise Zhao Hao) and yearning, if you deliberately pursue the answer, it seems a bit vulgar.

According to Hitomi Anno’s understanding, this legend is most likely a conspiracy of the school, all to promote the cherry blossom tree with the same history as the school.

When I arrived at the office of the Executive Committee, it was very busy.

More than twenty members handle application documents for clubs, classes, and financial calculations.

Shinomiya Kaguya, who was sitting on the main throne, saw him come in and gave him an apologetic smile, telling her that she was busy right now and there was no way to greet him.

Hitomi Anno replied with a smile to indicate that he didn’t care, and then handed the final application form of the Ministry of Service to the review team.

The submission of this document meant that the Ministry of Service drama performance was officially confirmed.

Tomorrow at eleven o’clock in the morning, perform in the auditorium.

At this time, there are still twenty-one hours left before the cultural festival.

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