On this day, during the club activity time on Thursday afternoon, it was still the same place as the BBS bulletin board.

This time, President Maya brought two more followers.

Far away, I saw Teacher Colson, wearing a Captain America uniform, holding a loudspeaker and shouting: "Students, it’s the last day, this is the last day! This Friday is tomorrow afternoon, we are going to

Let’s go to Washington as a team to visit the Captain America Memorial!

There are five buses. In addition to first-year students, there are still 21 seats available. Students from other grades, if you love your motherland and want to experience the great spirit and noble sentiments of Captain America up close, please hurry up and come to me.

There is no limit to the number of people who can sign up. If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait another year. Come and sign up now!

Everyone who registers will have the opportunity to receive a set of the latest US Team commemorative cards. Everyone..."

"Mr. Colson, what does it mean that there is no limit on the number of students? Moreover, the number of our classmates has been calculated, and then the hotel rooms are reserved according to the number of people. You deceive them like this, and when the students go to Washington, where will you let them live?" Maya

Asked the excited Coulson.

"It's you, Maya! I'm not fooling. I recently found a few old classmates. They are very optimistic about my 'Captain America Spirit Learning Club' and are willing to donate money to sponsor this club. So, I have a lot of money in my hand, even if the number of people exceeds 21

Man, I can also rent another bus. As for the hotel, hey, we are all classmates, what’s the problem with two people squeezing in?"

After Colson finished speaking, he turned his head and prepared to continue recruiting people into the group.

The president grabbed his arm hard and said seriously: "Teacher Colson, club funds must be approved and distributed by the student union president. Your club has not been approved yet, and you started to solicit sponsorship privately? Illegal.

Club, illegal fund-raising, how many school rules have you violated? Hand over the money and it will be confiscated!"

Colson's expression changed and he said hurriedly: "This, this, Maya, I just said something wrong. The sponsorship money has not been received yet and I have no money now!"

Maya waved to the big black men in the basketball club and shouted: "Billy, John, some of you, come here and help me escort Mr. Colson to the president's office. I want...

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"etc!"

Colson hurriedly interrupted Maya, pulled her aside and whispered: "Maya, why bother? How is our relationship? Is this necessary?"

As he said that, Colson winked at Maya. Seeing that she still looked calm, he could only whisper and gestured: "Maya, I will help you give money to your mutant classmate Liz, but you forgot? Just help me once!"

"No!" President Maya flatly refused: "Mr. Colson, you are going too far. In the past half month, how much have I helped you with your 'Captain America Memorial Month' activities? You must be commemorating

Did you solicit sponsorship during the monthly event? Today, you must hand over the money. At most, next year I will hand over the money to your association through formal means."

In this way, Colson was taken away by Maya and several boys from the basketball club.

At the same time, the other two younger brothers she brought with her also began to put up a very large poster on the bulletin board. The upper part of the poster was clearly Simon's school status photo.

"Notice on the Punishment of Simon Williams, shit, sure enough, the president still took action against Simon!"

"You deserve it. I heard that he has been having no-holds-barred parties in San Francisco recently!"

"Isn't it? Last time, a tabloid reported that Simon was gambling heavily in Las Vegas..."

"However, he is also a bit unlucky. Not only does he have to deduct credits, but he also has to clean the classroom for a month. Well, he also has to clean the boys' bathroom on the same floor.

Oh my god, the worst part is that I have to help the members of the basketball club and football club collect changes of clothes and show off their sneakers?!"

"Ugh, that taste is so sour, ugh..."

That night, in Maya's apartment.

"Sister, don't you need a cardigan? I have something on." The fat Skye muttered with her fingers in her mouth.

"Of course you have to bring it. If the weather turns cold suddenly, you have to wear it... Well, also bring this bag of chocolates, crunchy pea pods, Oreos... bring them all,

You are now at the age when you are growing up, so you will eat when you are hungry. Your favorite handheld device...and this wallet, three hundred US dollars of pocket money, this bank card..."

Gradually, Skye's travel bag became almost as tall as Skye herself.

Skye said helplessly: "I can't carry such a big bag."

"If you can't carry it, let Alex carry it. Well, it's inconvenient since he's the president... Edmund, he's in seventh grade now, and he's in the basketball club. Ask him to help you carry your backpack. You and I

He said..."

Seeing Skye's unhappy face, Maya thought for a while and immediately called Nana and said, "Nana, isn't Skye going to Washington tomorrow? She is small and her bag is too big for Skye to carry.

.

Hey, tell me, why is this kid so shy? She is embarrassed to say it herself... You go to school tomorrow to find Edmund and ask that kid to help with the backpack... Just a backpack, no need to carry Skye

, we can’t be too special...that’s it...ok, bye!"

After hanging up the phone, Maya touched Skye's head and said, "Okay, everything is settled."

"Sister, what about you? You seem to be going to Washington tomorrow, right?" Skye asked with a pout.

Well, President Maya did go to Washington because she received a call from someone and Reed personally invited her.

"Say, Skye, do you want to visit the White House? Or the Pentagon?" Maya knelt down and asked.

Skye hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Compared to the memorial hall of Captain America, who has been dead for almost half a century, I would rather go to the Pentagon. It is the center of American power and I am a little curious."

That night, Maya made two large boxes of steamed rice cakes, stir-fried three kilograms of beef jerky, and fried two large bags of small yellow croakers. These were the foods Maya prepared for her and Skye.

It is very inconvenient to buy things during school group activities. It is common sense to bring your own food, but instead of going to the supermarket to buy it in advance, Maya decided to make it herself.

New York is hundreds of miles away from Washington. It takes about three or four hours by bus.

Urban Science and Technology High School is on Long Island. Long Island is almost surrounded by water. To go to Washington by car, you must first go to Manhattan, then cross the bridge to Jersey City, pass through Philadelphia on the way, and finally arrive in Washington, DC.

While passing by Jersey City, Maya couldn't help but think of the new friend she met last month, Hope the Wasp.

In fact, the president went to visit her last weekend at her invitation!

In recent months, Hope has not even dared to go out casually. As soon as he went out, a large group of reporters with microphones and cameras chased and intercepted him.

Even the president was blocked by a few third-rate tabloid reporters at the door of Hope's house, asking, "Do you have any ulterior motive for visiting Miss Hope now? Do you want to take the opportunity to expose yourself and increase your reputation?"

Or, "My friend is favored by the noble Sir Ronan (some say Prince Ronan). Don't you feel inferior when you face her now?"

Or, "Have you received the invitation to the alien wedding that Miss Hope sent you..."
Chapter completed!