Tian Yugao has proved with facts that no matter which school it is, as long as it has something to do with the opening or closing ceremony, it will be good at writing speeches for big shots. Those who write speeches for big shots are simply geniuses and have no nutrition.
Xia Zhi was really convinced that he could talk for half an hour without any interruption.
The same thing is not just stinky and long speeches or praises, because there are small chairs in the auditorium. Others Xia Zhi are not sure, but Yamamoto Ryoko, who is sitting in front of Xia Zhi, is already leaning against Shiraishi Reika.
On the shoulder, I don't know if I have fallen asleep or is about to fall asleep. Qingfeng sitting next to me is practicing how to peck rice.
Xia Zhi felt that it was a very remarkable act that he could persevere without sleeping.
Fortunately, they still had some conscience. After talking a lot of nonsense, they finally changed people. With a burst of applause, Xia Zhi saw the students standing next to the principal who had been waiting to take over the speech, but he brought
The armband should be a member of the student union.
"Hello everyone, I am Shinomiya, the student council president. Next, I will publish the results of the popularity survey for this school festival and reward the top three classes."
We finally got to the point, and what the student council was going to say was obviously much more attractive than the previous principal's speech. Xia Zhi saw many drowsy students sobering up instantly, including Yamamoto.
Liangzi. As for Qingfeng... He has mastered the chicken peck, and now he is comprehending the essence of the move. The voice next to him can no longer bring him back to reality.
No matter what, there would be no problem, so Xia Zhi didn't bother to call him. Anyway, he would still fall asleep the same way later, whether he called him or not.
"The popularity vote for this year's School Festival was registered in the form of a questionnaire by a cooperative group composed of the Student Union and the Ethics Committee. The survey time was between 9 a.m. and 5 p.m. on the second day of the School Festival. The specific
The number of votes will not be announced, only the rankings will be announced."
The moment these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the auditorium. For them, knowing the number of votes for class activities is one of the great pleasures. There are also many favorites to win the championship, and the ones who made the most noise were those from the third grade.
A group. Come to think of it, the entire third grade of high school is involved in this haunted house. It must be ranked high, right? They have such confidence.
But Xia Zhi really heard a different sound. Right next to him, two boys from other classes were talking.
"Why won't the vote numbers be announced this year? How boring this is."
"I do know this. I have a friend who works in the student union, and he told me. I'm just telling you, don't tell anyone."
Xia Zhi didn't even know where to start complaining about this.
"It seems that the activities of a class in the second grade this year are particularly popular. More than 70% of the questionnaires received by the Student Union and the Discipline Committee were from that class, and the remaining 30% were from other classes in the school.
The event comes and goes, and the gap between first place and second place is really too big, so we won’t announce the votes this year.”
"Second grade? Huh? Is it the class next to ours? Then there's nothing we can do about it. After all, that snack sells so well that no one can compare with it."
Xia Zhi suddenly had some bad premonitions. The plots that appear in comics or novels should not appear in reality, right? Although art comes from reality, it is higher than reality. Recently
There are too many plots and scenes that only appear in comics. Maybe I am a little nervous.
"And they seem to be promoting it very hard. It is said that it started with the Discipline Committee, and then the Discipline Committee started recommending it to their friends, and then to their classes. Wasn't there a cooking competition held by the Cuisine Research Club yesterday? I heard that they
I also won a prize in a competition. As a result, almost all the students in the school knew that their class was selling delicious snacks. When I went to buy snacks yesterday, I had to wait in a long queue, and the snacks were sold out quickly.
You kept me waiting for a long time.”
Is this the so-called karma? On the first day, I gave Rise and Itsuka some snacks, and then the two of them brought members of the Discipline Committee, and then gave some points and discount coupons to the girl on the Discipline Committee, as the president of the
Chihaya Yuka seemed to have come too, and it turned out that the entire Discipline Committee came, and then the number of people increased, and more and more... The next day, she went to the cooking competition with Lihua, and Lihua won without any doubt.
Winning, and by the way, it was promoted again, and this was another wave of popularity.
It turns out that when Qingfeng Tendo and the others said that they were about to die of exhaustion, weren't they actually using exaggerated rhetoric?
How lucky. This is Xia Zhi's only thought now.
After hearing this, Xia Zhi stopped listening. He had already heard the most important things, and he could just wait for them to announce them later.
It has to be said that the student council president really knows how to stir up the atmosphere. After he announced the third place magic show and the second place haunted house, he started selling coffins... to sell off the truth.
"The first place is..."
He paused for about ten seconds. Xia Zhi always felt that he would be beaten, and then he finally announced the answer: "From Class C of the second grade..."
When Xia Zhi heard Class 3 of the second grade, he saw that most of his classmates cheered. Even Qingfeng, who was practicing chicken pecking rice, was awakened by a mysterious force and cheered too.
.There were a few people who were able to stay rational and calm and were not as excited as them. One of them, Xia Zhi, just clapped in cooperation. Being too excited was slightly in conflict with his own nature. The other one was always elegant.
Shiraishi Rika showed herself like a girl. She looked at Yamamoto Ryoko beside her who couldn't control herself and stood up to cheer. She turned to look at Natsuki behind her with a wry smile.
"Snack shop." The student council president finished what he said: "Please invite the class representative to come up and receive the award."
The entire auditorium rang out with applause from other classes, and Natsuki also clapped. As for the class representative, it should be Nagahara Aiko who is the class president. However, Natsuki felt that there was something strangely quiet around him.
Xia Zhi, who was applauding, felt that he suddenly seemed a little out of place. He looked around in confusion. It was as if some force had pressed the time stop button next to him. There was no movement.
What's going on? What about Varudo's high school sophomore class C limited edition?
Xia Zhigang wanted to ask Qingfeng, who was also unusually quiet next to him, what happened, but Ryoko Yamamoto, who was standing in front of him and waving her hand, made a sound first. Her voice was loud and clear, and it was particularly clear in this auditorium.
"Are you kidding me? We are a coffee shop!"
What surprised Xia Zhi was that Xia Zhi heard a little anger in her voice? What the hell? Ryoko Yamamoto would have such an emotion? Why did she suddenly become angry?
Natsuki looked at Ryoko Yamamoto in confusion, but felt the gaze from the side, the gaze of Shiraishi Rika with a little worry, some fear, and someone's unique gentleness.
Huh? What's going on?
Xia Zhi's head is now full of question marks.
The entire auditorium also became quiet because of Yamamoto Ryoko's words. Natsuki saw Nagahara Aiko sitting in the front stand up: "Excuse me, have you registered our class activities by mistake?"
Probably because of the sudden change in the atmosphere, the student council president was also a little confused. He obeyed Nagahara Aiko's words and once again confirmed the paper in his hand: "...most of the words written on the questionnaire we got are second-year c
Ban’s snack shop. Only a very small number of questionnaires filled in the name of a coffee shop. Could it be that we made a mistake?”
Yamamoto Ryoko sat down directly, lowering her head. Nagahara Aiko still looked at the student council president standing above: "When we reported to the student council, we should have filled in the coffee shop instead of the snack shop. Can you please confirm again?
one time."
It turns out that in Japan, the price of speaking out is so high? Xia Zhi was a little surprised, and then he saw Qingfeng next to him who looked unhappy: "Why have you all suddenly become so serious?"
"Serious stuff... By the way, Xia Zhi, don't you feel angry?"
"Why are you angry?" Xia Zhi looked at him doubtfully.
"It's a snack shop. Our class is obviously a coffee shop."
"Why do I remember that when you heard that you were opening a coffee shop, you thought it was boring? Why are you angry again now?"
The corners of Qingfeng's eyes twitched: "These are two different things. And shouldn't you be the one who should be angry the most? Whether you taught us how to make coffee or were alone in the store on the first day, aren't you the one?
"
"What's there to be angry about? The coffee shop where I work doesn't sell dinner all day long. I won't be surprised if it turns into a restaurant." Xia Zhi shrugged.
"You're a special case... Why do I feel like I'm not on the same page as you? Don't you feel like everything you've done has been negated?"
Xia Zhi finally understood what they were angry about: "Even if you say so...but in fact, the popularity of our class's store is entirely due to the efforts of the girls in the class. Compared with us, the girls' work
The volume is obviously much more than ours, right? And even if I only worked the first day, I can count the sales of coffee and snacks with my toes. Although I will be a little angry if my efforts are rejected, but this is a fact.
So there’s no way, right?”
"That's what I said, but I still feel very unhappy... But if you say it like that, it doesn't seem so hard to accept." Qingfeng touched his chin.
"Why are you so inconsistent in your words?" Sure enough, idiots are easier to deal with.
"Stop blabbering! If I'm not even angry with you, why should I be angry?" Qingfeng rolled his eyes, then looked around: "However, in the current atmosphere, there seem to be a lot of angry girls."
"I think it's just a small thing... you are so excited."
"It's because you don't care about these things too much. If you can't even get what you deserve, will anyone still work hard to do something?"
"Why are you suddenly so philosophical when you speak?"
"Don't worry about me. You might as well think about how to tell Shiraishi what you mean." Qingfeng pursed his lips in front of Xia Zhi's seat. Xia Zhi turned around and saw Shiraishi Lihua using more force.
They looked at themselves with obvious worry. So why did they have such a big reaction to such a trivial matter?
Seeing Shiraishi Reika's expression, Xia Zhi couldn't shut up Qingfeng anymore. He leaned forward slightly and got a little closer to Shiraishi Reika: "What's wrong?"
"Xia Zhijun, I...did I do something wrong?" She looked at Xia Zhi with worried eyes, but Xia Zhi saw another emotion from such worry, Shiraishi Lihua was also wondering, maybe
Still scared.
"Lihua, you did a good job, don't worry." Xia Zhi comforted her.
Why did even Shiraishi Rika show such an expression? Natsuki felt that there was nothing wrong with what she did. Not only her, but everyone else did nothing wrong, although Yamamoto Ryoko made trouble for three consecutive days.
A little wrong, but not that serious.
"Should I not take it too seriously?"
"And then make a store that should have been very popular become less popular?" Xia Zhi asked back: "Do you think this is good?"
"But……"
"Lihua, you didn't do anything wrong. It would be better to say that we were able to get first place entirely because of you. After all, you are the only one in the whole school who can make such delicious snacks." Xia Zhi smiled: "I
I have also thought about it before, whether it would be better to change it into a snack shop. You see, the coffee I brew is not particularly delicious..."
"No such thing!"
Being strongly denied by Shiraishi Rika, Xia Zhi was a little surprised.
"Okay, then not everyone will be satisfied with the coffee I brew. I've known this result from the beginning. After all, I'm not a professional barista or anything. I know Lihua that the snacks you make will definitely be popular.
You're welcome. I asked Wuhe and the others to help us promote it and let you participate in the cooking competition for this reason. In a sense, you are like a trump card that cannot be defeated. To be honest, you can get the first place.
I'm not very surprised."
Of course, part of it was fake. Xia Zhi didn't notice that there were items from the cooking competition in the cardboard.
"It is a rare thing to have the opportunity to use your abilities. You should be happy if you are as active as you are now. It is obviously something that should be happy, but I am the only one who is happy for you. This is also
It’s so weird.”
There are indeed creatures called geniuses in this world. I have already confirmed this. They may be born with abilities, or they may be the result of acquired efforts, but they will eventually shine. Sometimes
, when you get along with them, you will find that their excellence makes it difficult for you to keep up. At this time, should you choose to make the other person weak to adapt to you, or should you work hard to adapt to the other person?
If he only wanted to cause trouble to others, he might as well die. Xia Zhi had already decided this very early, while he was still at home.
"Instead of limiting yourself, it's better to pull the other party up together. If we get it together, we won't lose anything." Xia Zhi stretched out two fingers and bent them: "Besides, if you let go, then I will
That’s what makes you angry.”
My self-esteem is not something that needs charity from others to preserve it.