After the school bell rang, Masaru Nakamura walked into the classroom on time with long legs and started the evening class meeting.
"...That's it. The three-day final exam will be in the middle of next month. Everyone should pay attention to review it carefully. Don't be too excited because the summer vacation is approaching and cause your grades to fail. Otherwise, you will not only have to make up the exam, but also have a rare vacation.
I have to spend my time in tutoring too.”
Nakamura Katsu is smiling, but the expressions of the students below are different.
Some had slumped faces, some had no expression, and some were hiding their little thoughts in jokes and giving him a bad response.
"Teacher~~" A girl raised her hand with a smile, "If Mr. Nakamura is responsible for teaching, I will have no problem even with tutoring~"
"Ah, so cunning!"
"In that case, I want it too!"
"And me~~!"
The other girls immediately followed.
Himekawa Yoshiko cast contemptuous glances at these people one after another, while muttering secretly in her heart.
Nakamura Masaru responded with a smile: "It's a pity, but the teacher in charge of tutoring is someone else, and teacher, I have already booked a vacation to travel, so don't do that kind of thing."
"Also, on the morning of the first Monday in July, the student president's speech and voting will be held in the gymnasium. Everyone must participate."
At this point, he paused for a moment before continuing.
"Although I think everyone already knows... our classmate Yusuke Kato also participated in this election. As the only candidate in the first grade, the teacher hopes that you can support him if possible."
After finishing speaking, the classroom suddenly became quiet.
The students first glanced at the young man in the corner, and then turned their attention back to Nakamura Masaru.
"But... it's not enough if we just vote."
"makes sense……"
In such a situation, Shinjoka raised his hand.
"That~ I will vote for Kato-san."
With an endearing smile on her young face, she tilted her head and said in a joking tone: "But... asking the teacher to go out to canvass for votes, isn't it like cheating?"
As he said that, he glanced behind him as if inadvertently.
As soon as this statement came out, the atmosphere immediately became weird.
Regarding this.
"let?"
The smile on Nakamura Masaru's face remained, and he immediately shook his head and said, "Let me explain in advance, Kato-san has never asked me for such a thing.
So Shinjou-san.”
He turned his attention to Shinjoka and said, "Remember to pay attention to your words."
Before the other party spoke, Nakamura Masaru looked away. While looking around below, he was weaving his words.
"Each of us is learning throughout our lives, but what we need to learn is not just the answers in books, but the methods of calm joy and sorrow. They are contained in curiosity, sweat, victory and defeat, friendship and collective."
"Perhaps, as Shinjo-san said, the teacher should not express his position like this, but as your class teacher, even if it is not Kato-san who is running for election today, but other students in the class, the teacher will do so."
He said in a gentle tone.
"After all, the feeling of hoping that everyone can grow is the reason why I chose to be a teacher."
The moment the words were settled.
"That, that...!"
A girl stood up from her seat involuntarily and said loudly in a nervous but courageous tone: "I will cheer for Kato-san and Xiaomei, as well as for the voting, I will definitely support them!
"
Hearing this, Nakamura Katsu gave the girl a sunny smile, nodded and said, "Thank you, Himekawa-san."
"No, it's okay..." Jiazi said calmly with a red face, and sat down on her seat.
The atmosphere in the classroom also changed.
"I always feel...inexplicably burning up."
"Then, count me in."
"Oh! Let's show the seniors some color!"
"Hey, that's not right."
The last comment made everyone laugh, and their voices were filled with support.
…
Centered on the stairs of the teaching building, the entire first grade is divided into two halves.
From east to west they are: Classes A~C, Classes D~F.
The first-year Class E where Kato Yusuke and Kato Megumi belong is located in the second class on the west side of the stairs.
After the class meeting ended, the two of them walked quickly in the corridor to the east.
It seems that the class meeting has just ended, and Yamashiro, who has passed middle age, is walking out of the Class A classroom.
I happened to have a head-on encounter with Kato Yusuke.
"Teacher Yamashiro." Yusuke greeted proactively.
Yamashiro was slightly stunned at first, then nodded with a reserved smile, "It's Kato-kun, are you here to see me for anything?"
Hear the words.
Yusuke shook his head first, then nodded, and explained: "Yes, because I participated in the student union election this time, I wanted to give a speech in each class."
"Student Union?"
Yamashiro was obviously surprised. Before he could say anything, the sound of tables and chairs being dragged could be heard in the class.
So he said to Kato Yusuke: "Speech, right? Please wait for me first."
After saying that, he opened the door again and walked back to the classroom.
Immediately afterwards, Shancheng's deep and serious voice sounded from inside.
"Everyone, please go back to your seats first. There is one more thing to say next."
The noisy classroom returned to order.
"Kato-san, please come in."
Hearing this, Yusuke nodded slightly to the girl next to him, and then they both opened the door and walked in.
Megumi stood at the door with a notebook in his hand, while Yusuke walked up to the podium at the signal of Teacher Yamashiro.
All kinds of eyes came together.
"Ahem...this is from Class E——"
Yamashiro cleared his throat and was about to speak. The result——
"Kato!?"
A high-pitched voice filled with surprise sounded from below.
"Why did you come to our class?" An Yilun stood up from his seat and stared at Kato Yusuke on the stage.
Seeing this, Yamashiro, whose speech was interrupted, couldn't help but darken his face, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "Hurry up and sit down! An Yi."
Then he knocked on the podium and said to the students below who couldn't help but laugh: "Kato-kun will give a speech for the student union election next."
Buzz——
There were whispers below.
"Hey, could it be that first-year Kato?"
"Ah, when it comes to student unions, that's the only one..."
Facing everyone's gaze, Yusuke first nodded to Teacher Yamashiro next to him, and then slowly spoke below.
"Let me introduce myself. I am Kato Yusuke from Class E of the first year. I am also the person that everyone calls me who overestimates my abilities."
The moment the words fell, the crowd suddenly stopped.
The young man continued in a calm tone: "I won't say any more pleasantries. What I want to ask is, what do you think about the fact that only the first-grade classrooms are not equipped with air conditioners? Are you dissatisfied?"
Although the sound was not loud, it rang clearly in everyone's ears.
"Let me talk about my personal opinion first. I think it is necessary to install air conditioners to improve reading efficiency and prevent heatstroke. The most important thing is that, like everyone else, I don't like the heat. This is one of the reasons.
one."
"So I just said it straight to the point."
Fubo Furui's eyes scanned the audience, "If I can be elected in this election, I will work hard to promote this plan."
Pause slightly.
"Here, I extend an invitation to those who share the same idea."
He said loudly: "I hope you can complete this goal with me."
Just like a drop of water dropped into a hot pan of oil, it immediately arouses countless reactions.
The atmosphere in the classroom became uproar.
"Such a thing...can it be done?"
Some people couldn't help but doubt it and asked everyone what they thought.
"I wouldn't say it's guaranteed to happen."
Kato Yusuke responded in a calm tone, "Nine years have passed since the establishment of the private Toyosaki Academy. The fact is that the first-grade classrooms are still not equipped with air conditioners."
Before anyone could speak, he continued: "I don't know if anyone has tried hard to do this before, or if they gave up for whatever reason."
"For example, "It's only one year anyway, just bear with it", "It's too troublesome, so let's forget it", "Maybe next year the school will pretend"... there are as many reasons as you can think of."
Someone asked a question under the podium.
"If that's the case, then why do we still do that kind of thing?"
He immediately gained the support of others.
"That's right, and the seniors also come here this way, right?"
"The most important thing is, even if you do it, there's no guarantee that the school will agree, right?"
"After all, you're just saying this to get people to vote for you, right?"
The negative attitude is subjective and mixed with some doubts.
In response to this, Kato Yusuke responded like this.
"It is undeniable that this is indeed one of the reasons, but there is only one thing that can be confirmed."
The young man looked at everyone without hesitation and said word for word: "Working hard may not necessarily bring results, but if you don't work hard, there will be no results."
He asked the audience.
"It's easy to give up, but it's hard to persevere. Are you willing to place your hopes on others, or are you willing to change the future with your own hands?"
After finishing speaking, everyone couldn't help but fall into silence.
Kato Yusuke said nothing, just looked at them quietly and waited for the answer.
The young man's figure is slender and straight, and he naturally exudes a steady temperament.
Facing his gaze, those who had doubted before also began to think deeply.
after awhile.
"I think...if he were the student council president, he might actually be able to do this kind of thing..."
I don’t know who started it first, but the direction of the wind began to change.
"I never want to have this feeling of being so hot that my clothes are soaked..."
"Well, how about you try to believe him?"
First one hand, then two hands... Finally, all 40 students in the class raised their hands.
Looking at the young man with a pine-like figure on the podium, trust began to gradually gather.