Chapter 103 The day the otaku rises, when the project is confirmed
As a result, it was under the chairmanship of Oda Saka, the unanimous vote of all class representatives, the vote of all the otakus in the class, and the statement of the new student Li Xingye.
Finally, the class activities were decided.
When Oda Saga looked at the voting items on the blackboard, the maid cafe won with nearly twice the number of votes as compared to other items... The usually simple and simple class leader had something to say.
“Why is the project with the highest votes a maid cafe!!”
"Humph, of course, because this is the best option."
Zhongwu Dao also expressed his thoughts, and naturally there were echoes from the following.
"What is the best option!" Oda Saga glared at Chugo Michiya with dissatisfaction: "This is entirely because there are twice as many boys as girls in the class, so the number of votes will be twice as much!! You guys
Disgusting otaku!"
bump!
Hit the red heart.
Oda Saka's words without any cover-up made Jugomichi cover his chest and lie on the table, with tears streaming down his face.
This is also the sentiment of many boys in the class...
The number of boys in the class is exactly twice that of girls! For a class with so few girls, the maid cafe project was completely pitched by those otakus who only have fantasies about the second dimension and are desperate for the third dimension.
Number of votes.
That’s why I’m so far ahead…
This is the truth, the cruel truth.
"Well, the boys in our class are still so disgusting..."
"That's why I won't hang out with these stupid otakus."
"Just breathing the same air in the same classroom makes me unbearable."
The various small comments made by the girls made the male compatriots in the class restless, and they all lowered their heads in inferiority.
Including Zhongwu Daoye...
My heart hurts so much, I feel like I will never love again.
That's why Chongwu Dao also broke away from his otaku ambitions and would not develop in this cruel class.
"But it has the most votes. Isn't that true?"
"Squad leader, didn't you say you should abide by the law?"
Suddenly, several voices of hopeless otakus appeared in the class, and at the same time, it also awakened Jonggo Doya's heart, which was already filled with wounds.
Even if there are beautiful girls in my class, if she hates me so much, she won't be able to eat.
Even if you can't eat it, you can still see it! Chongwu Dao has fantasized about how many female classmates in the class wear maid outfits!
Huh! Let me show you how powerful a nerd is!
"Yes, the number of votes is the highest. This is an undeniable fact!" Chongwu Daoya stood up with high morale and waved his arms: "We demand **! This is the result of **!"
"agree!!!"
The boys in the class stood up collectively and supported my decision from the bottom of their hearts.
Even if I can’t get a girlfriend, it’s not bad to look at the three-dimensional maid lady!
With all kinds of strange psychology and ambitions, the otakus in the class started their own struggle!
"Maid cafe! Maid cafe! Maid cafe!!! Maid!!!"
The roars of the boys almost reached the sky. This was no longer their personal voice! It was a cry from the soul! The cry was called the counterattack of the dead house!
They were once ignored by the girls!
They once didn't even have a girl.
They used to only be able to masturbate on their own to let off steam!
Today I want to let those guys who look down on otakus see the power of otakus!
"It must be a maid cafe! Otherwise the whole class of boys will go on strike!"
"Uh oh oh oh!"
Voices of agreement are endless.
The boys in the class, under the leadership of Chonggo Daoya, collectively risked their lives.
Anyway, even after this time, it doesn’t matter how much the girls in the class hate me, as long as I can see the beautiful girls in the class wearing maid uniforms, it’s worth dying!
"Do you want to rebel?"
Seeing the situation becoming increasingly uncontrollable, Oda Saka began to panic.
No matter how serious Oda Saka is, he is still just a sophomore in high school.
"This is**!"
"That's right!**!"
"Long live Grandpa Marx!"
"Long live Grandpa Lenin!"
Only then will boys remember these great men.
**...It is true that the voting was proposed by Oda Saga, and the maid cafe is also a very regular project, but it is a bit shameful, if only for the reason of 'the boys are too disgusting so they don't want to hold it'.
Then it is no longer an issue within the scope of undermining the impartiality and dignity of the monitor, but has risen to the issue of gender discrimination.
Other girls in the class didn't think of any good solutions besides complaining.
After all, boys have now fallen into a state called fanaticism.
Sure enough, it either dies in silence or explodes in silence?
Finally, Li Xingye, who had been observing the happenings in the class, finally spoke.
"It's really troublesome."
Li Xingye's voice had the unique convincing feeling of Jian Xiong. The originally clear voice echoed throughout the classroom. The boys who were in a state of frenzy suddenly became quiet and collectively looked at the man who had just turned around.
A very young but very cute freshman.
"Do you have any good opinions? Classmate Li Xingye?"
At this time, Li Xingye had already stood up with his arms folded, as if he was sure of victory.
"I have no objection to the idea of a maid cafe."
As expected of Hoshiye-senpai... The otakus led by Jugo Doya were so moved that they almost cried after hearing these words.
"But what the female students here are disgusted with are the boys' choices, right?"
Li Xingye revealed the real reason for this dispute in one word.
"Well...I won't compromise with these dead otakus!"
"same!"
The girls all agreed.
"But the power of voting is in the hands of boys." Li Xingye didn't know whether he was leaning toward boys or girls.
"Classmate Li Xingye, what you want to express is..."
"snort."
A confident smile appeared on the corner of this fighter's mouth.
"Since the reason why girls object is because they hate boys' disgusting attitudes, then choose a boy who won't make girls hate you."
As a girl, Li Xingye was of course disgusted by the way those dead men turned into wolves. Any girl would be disgusted, so she spoke without any mercy.
"We...don't we hate the boys? In the class..."
Almost instantly, all the women's eyes were focused on Li Xuan, who was sitting in the corner.
"..."
Li Xuan raised his head, wondering what happened.
"So the result of the discussion is..."
"Classmate Li Xun, let's decide what the project will be this time!"
above.
Li Xuan, who originally exuded an aura of "I am the background" from the sidelines, suddenly became the focus of the class.
"Classmate Li Shun, for the happiness of all the boys in the class!" Zhong Wudao also had no objections to this decision, so this was all he could do. He stared at Li Shun with lust, and so did the boys in the class.
One sentence is enough to determine whether all the boys in the class can spend these three days happily.
But Li Xun's face was still confused, not knowing what happened.
"Ahem, classmate Li Shun." Oda Saga coughed a few times, picked up the blackboard eraser in his hand, and killed the booing party leader, Jugo Michouya, with a headshot. After he fell under the desk,
Li Xuan was asked solemnly: "As for the project for this class activity, what are you going to choose?"
class activities?
Li Xuan looked at what Oda Saga wrote on the blackboard...no matter what terms it was, such as 'maid cafe', 'haunted house', 'movie playback' or 'photo studio', he couldn't understand them all.
So Li Sun began to ask about the guardian spirit following him, Galahad.
Lan Malok was at home looking after the house, while Bedivere and Ya Ye were still sleeping, so the only one who accompanied Li Xun from beginning to end was the Holy Grail Knight.
"Galahad...what is this so-called activity project they are talking about?"
"This..." The Holy Grail Knight has been following Li Xuan, so he has a clear view of what is happening in the classroom. After pondering for a while, the Holy Grail Knight found an analogy that King Arthur can understand: "It is my king who is here
During the time of Great Britain, knights would gather together to hold celebrations at the annual Fighting Ceremony."
"Really?" Li Xuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, looked at the expectant eyes of the whole class, and then announced his decision to the whole class.
Everyone held their breath and waited for their fate to come.
After that, King Arthur slowly spoke.
"Then let's hold a horse-mounted slashing competition."
"Eh, eh? Horseback riding... hacking?"
"It means riding a war horse, with the knight holding a spear in his hand, fighting each other."
War horses... knights... fighting...
A scene appeared in everyone's minds, in the middle of a lively school festival, a horse galloping past, and the knight sitting on the horse was slashed with a sword and blood spattered everywhere.
This doesn’t look like an activity in a school festival! It should be said that it would not appear in a modern civilization celebration at all!
What kind of feudal country would hold this event...
"My King! My King...the area of this classroom is too small to provide for war horse action. Moreover, now that we have entered a civilized society, this kind of activity has been expressly prohibited."
"Is it forbidden?"
Li Xuan thought about it again with some distress.
"What about the meat grinder competition?"
"My King, do you want to cause a campus murder that shocks this country?"
"Uh...the trial of the Fire Spirit?"
"My king, this is just a school. They are just a group of weak students. They are not your knights. Accepting the test of the fire spirit will turn them into ashes..."
"Guillotine Run?"
"Please let those poor students go."
Galahad had already covered his face and could not face Li Sun. The activities Li Sun mentioned were famous and very popular competitions in the once martial Britain. The warriors were bathed in blood and clenched the swords in their hands.
, a challenging project where people are more likely to lose their lives if they shed their blood...
But even if these students in the greenhouse shed some blood, if someone died, Li Xuan would definitely be invited to the police station for tea.
"Ahahaha... I don't know what classmate Li Xuan is talking about, but I feel like the names of the activities are so awesome."
Chongwu Dao also climbed up under the table. The students present could not hear the conversation between Li Shun and Galahad, so they could not understand what Li Shun meant by these games.
On the other hand, Li Xingye, who could see the guardian spirit behind Li Xuan, was already lying on the table with his stomach in his hands and did not dare to get up.
She was afraid that everyone would see her if she laughed so hard that she lost her composure.
With these activities, does this King Arthur want to kill the entire school’s students? He is indeed a man with the title of Midnight Slayer!
"Can't even do that?"
"Of course, the names of these projects are too scary. Do they have any special meaning?"
Oda Saga did not dare to accept Li Shun's proposals easily.
"No special meaning, as literally."
When Li Sun said these words, Oda Saka was even more unable to accept Li Sun's proposal! It was too scary!
"Classmate Li Xuan, please stop joking, okay?"
Li Sun was not joking. As King Arthur, he proposed these activities very seriously. These are activities that have been inherited by Great Britain for hundreds of years and represent one glory after another.
It's a pity that he couldn't be understood by others. Li Xuan expressed his helplessness. Finally, he thought of a good choice.
"Then let's hold a water blowing contest."
"Blow...blow...water?!"
The whole classroom was stagnant, and finally...
"Next let's discuss the hosting of the maid cafe."
"I can take responsibility for dressing up as a maid!"
"As for tea sets, my family owns a tea set shop."
"I can take care of the tea and cooking ingredients."
Li Xuan looked at the people who started discussing the maid coffee activity with confusion, and once again found it difficult to understand.
Didn’t you agree that I would decide on the project?
Let King Arthur decide the project. Either everyone will die tomorrow, or everyone will be bored to death... (To be continued.)
