"Isn't the cooking club just Yang Ren's club? Isn't the "God of Food Competition" you are going to hold Yang Ren's home court? Do you hope Yang Ren will also support this event?"

Principal He is worthy of being a strong woman. Lu Se did not deny that he could guess Lu Se's thoughts.

"Principal He, you are right. The reason why I want to attract Yang Ren to participate is that the presidents of the Calligraphy Association, Pang Dahai, Liu Qianpeng, and even Professor Yin have all had an open or secret alliance with Yang Ren. Once Yang Ren gets busy, these people's attention will be diverted."

"Well, although I don't know if you have any other purpose, since you want to hold the "God of Food Competition", you must be lively and orderly, and no more scandals are allowed."

When he said this last sentence, Principal He looked straight into Lu Se's eyes.

"Do you understand?"

"I understand! Please rest assured, Principal!"

Lu Se replied with an unstandard military salute on his right hand as a guarantee.

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After walking out the door, Lu Se found that Li Xiang was waiting outside the principal's room. Now she took off her kimono, changed into her usual school uniform, and put on the armband of the Commissioner of Discipline Inspection.

It is not surprising that Principal He would not fully believe Lu Se's one-sided words, and it is foreseeable that Li Xiang was also called to question by Principal He.

Lu Se was not worried that the order of events was revealed. He had agreed with Principal He to convene the "God of Food Competition". The superiors should not just look at the past and understand what the next step is the most important.

However, the Feng Discipline Commissioner's expression was obviously "spicy", but at this time he was very disgusted and did not dare to look directly at Lu Se. Even though he passed by, he tried his best to avoid Lu Se's gaze.

Could it be... I recall a little about the hug of my fruit body when there was a fire last night?

"That...Lu Sejun..."

After plucking up a lot of courage, the Discipline Inspection Commissioner of the Single-Pony Tail Wind asked timidly.

"Yesterday, when I escaped from the fire yesterday, did I encounter you..."

Steam has begun to spread on the blushing cheeks. If you put a kettle on top of Li Xiang's head, it will probably boil the water.

"Life is at stake in the emergency, don't care about the details, right?"

Lu Se gave a non-positive answer, which is basically equivalent to the default.

Rika's eyes became even more shy. She tucked her hands together and restlessly pressed on her pleated skirt.

"I, it seems that I dreamed of... dreaming of us in a very shameful posture... it wouldn't be true?"

It seems that Li Xiang has recalled the incident of "Su Stock Service". Lu Se knows that he should not speak at this time, silence is better than sound.

Seeing that Lu Se did not deny, Rika lowered her head heavily, not knowing what expression to face the other person, and probably wanted to die again.

"Lixiang? Lixiang, are you outside the door?"

Principal He in the principal's office asked.

"I, I'll be here right away."

Rika tidied up the school uniform and her emotions, and still walked into the principal's office with an expression on her face that she didn't know what to do next.

"Lu Se, Li Xiang blushed at you every now and then. This behavior is obviously intended to seduce you!"

"I'll try to shine, don't hide in the shadows, okay? When did you come?"

"Who is hiding in the shadow? I'm just standing here casually."

Bao Xing is like a standing shadow. For those who don’t know Lu Se but have watched “Jojo”, it seems to be the stand-in behind Lu Se.

"Teacher Nangong is worried that he will be fired, so he sent me to find out the news... Judging from your expression, it should be in a good condition?"

"Hmph, I'm done." Lu Se snapped his fingers, "But remember, the next time the master picks up girls, don't interrupt!"

"Your sister really wants to treat me as a slave for a week!"

"Recognize the gambling and accept the loss. Today is April 6th, and you will be liberated from April 13th. Before that, you are not called Bao Xing, but "Black Friday."

"Bastard! Luther, you are indeed a racist and slave trader like the author of "Robinson Crusoe"!"

At this time, Bao Xing's phone rang. The board game club wanted to discuss this week's event with the president. Bao Xing and Lu Se made a move and flashed the crowd first.

Lu Se got the opportunity to go down the stairs alone. There were not many students going to the third floor at 9 o'clock, and the stairwell seemed relatively empty.

Just when Lu Se was on the stairs between the third and second floors—

"Senior..."

First of all, the elegant body fragrance.

Then, the small red-framed glasses were included in Lu Se's vision, followed by a pale face without confidence and a little pale face, and hair combed in two slender braids behind his head.

An Zhi was waiting there with a small plate of cookies. Judging from the heat emitted by the cookies, it was just baked.

Because she needed to hold the plate with both hands, the literary girl did not carry the handwriting board with her, so she tried to communicate with her seniors with the loudest voice.

"This is some bakery I just made. I heard that the senior encountered a fire on Temple Fair Street and was injured..."

Lu Se looked down at An Zhi. Everyone's same Qingzi school uniform, which was particularly simple when worn on the junior girl.

Perhaps because the weather was still cold in the morning and evening, An Zhi wore a slightly thicker pantyhose on her legs, and the quiet black extended all the way from the skirt, and finally integrated with the dark brown round-toed student shoes.

Don’t look at bastards! An Zhi may have a blood relationship with me!

Is An Zhi's father the result of my grandfather's affair with a widow? Is An Zhi my sister? This question needs to be further studied.

"It doesn't matter to me, I'm worried you."

Luther replied softly, stretching out his right hand (rather than the bandaged left hand) to pick up a piece of cookie and put it in his mouth.

"It's delicious, An Zhi, your craftsmanship has improved!"

An Zhi was unable to attend temple fairs because of Qingming Festival. This is a good thing.

Otherwise, if you see the senior running naked in a float with your own eyes, you will probably vomit blood and die?

Judging from all the signs, An Zhi didn't seem to know that Lu Se ran naked, but just heard that Lu Se saved Li Xiang from the fire.

It is not surprising that this statement is the "unified caliber" agreed by Qingzi Academy for public opinion. Except for the parties involved, everyone else probably got this statement.

"Student, senior, your left hand, really... doesn't matter?"

Due to the footsteps of the students downstairs, Lu Se finally heard An Zhi's question clearly.

"You still saw it. It's okay, the scar is a man's medal. If you don't tell lies, the baking you make is getting better and better..."

"By the way, the school will organize many club competitions next, the biggest of which should be the "God of Food Competition". You can also sign up!"

"Thank you, I know that the senior hopes that I can gradually become cheerful, but I only like to make baking for the senior to eat alone, and I am not used to too lively occasions..."

When talking about "doing baking for seniors to eat by themselves", the girl's eyes were shining.

"Senior, can you... come to my house as a guest this weekend?"

The introverted schoolgirl almost exhausted all her energy when she offered an invitation.

"My house, I have a larger oven and several baking types that I just learned. I really want my seniors to try..."
Chapter completed!