Seeing the two of them arguing there, Jiang Shuiyuan suddenly felt peace and joy in his heart.

This is the life that high school students should have, go to school on time every day, bury your head in study is the main theme, occasionally worry about unsatisfactory test results or a pimple on your face, and you will be happy because the beauty looks at herself a few more times and the teacher praises a few words. Even if there are fights and quarrels, they are just vents and embellishments for a peaceful life, and they will become a good memory of looking back on youth in the future.

The so-called "the years are quiet and beautiful, and the present world is stable" is nothing more than that.

Pu Xiaoxiang saw Jiang Shuiyuan sitting on the mountain with a smile on his face and watching the tiger fight, and immediately turned his spearhead: "Still laughing! Look at your little brother's virtue, if you want to be in ancient times, you must be a flying eagle lackey, a flying and domineering son, and the people are very angry!"

Jiang Shuiyuan shook his head: "How is it possible? A child of a poor family like me, whether he could survive in ancient times is a matter of two words, how can he be able to accept a little brother and be an idle son?

Pu Xiaoxiang glanced at Jiang Shuiyuan: "Hmph, if it was really ancient, I would be the first to snatch you into the house!"

"What are you robbing me for?"

Pu Xiaoxiang's face was slightly red: "Send you to the worship room, save you from harming girls, can't you? Don't think too much, I'm for the people!"

Wu Zichen hurriedly said: "Our boss has a super good memory, and he no longer has to memorize the "Thirteen Classics" and "Twenty-four History", and the article is also very well written. At that time, don't talk about flying eagles and lackeys, flying and domineering, I am afraid of wearing a white shirt and holding a paper fan to stand on the street, absolutely 'riding a horse and leaning on the bridge, full of red sleeves'!"

Pu Xiaoxiang snorted coldly a few times: "The building is full of red sleeves, and you are not afraid of getting sick, and you will see who cares about you when the time comes!"

Jiang Shuiyuan deliberately disgusted Pu Xiaoxiang said: "Miss Pu knows that due to the blessing of the Jade Emperor, the Buddha and many other gods and Buddhas, before the Ming and Qing dynasties, our Middle Earth was still very clean, like bayberry sores, which first originated in the Americas, and only spread to the Lingnan region through seafarers and soldiers after Columbus discovered the New World in the 15th century; So Miss Pu doesn't have to worry about me traveling back to ancient times!"

Pu Xiaoxiang suddenly became angry: "You, you, you are a rogue!"

Jiang Shuiyuan saw that Pu Xiaoxiang was a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the topic: "By the way, Pu Xiaoxiang, I will be busy for a while now, with all kinds of exams, and I may have to go out for a few days, so I want to ask you and Wu Zichen for something important, I hope you can help." ”

Pu Xiaoxiang said irrationally: "Help?

Wu Zichen asked, "Boss, are you going out again, where are you going this time, what are you going to do, and when are you coming back?"

Jiang Shuiyuan did not answer Wu Zichen's serial pursuit of life: "It can't be said that he is all helping me, because it concerns each of us." That's right, it's New Year's Day soon, and it's time for us to prepare for the New Year's Day party. Last year, with the strong support of Wu Zichen and all my colleagues, we won the first prize of the whole school, which made the Chinese Studies Lecture and Talk Club, which had been suppressed for many years, finally raise its eyebrows and breathe a sigh of relief, and also made a good start for the club's bottoming out. Now that I am the president, you have also become the backbone and backbone of the club, but you have not kept this honor, doesn't it make people laugh at my talent and nepotism?

"Jiang Lang?" Pu Xiaoxiang quipped, "Well, I don't know if there is any talent, but it is indeed Jiang Lang!"

Jiang Shuiyuan patted the table: "Pay attention to the point, I said to keep the honor of our community." Wu Zichen, you are the deputy director of the Propaganda Department, and it is within your duty to prepare for the New Year's Day party, what do you think about this?"

Wu Zichen had a relaxed expression on his face: "What's so difficult about this? When the time comes, boss, you and Pu Xiaoxiang will come to the stage and sing an affectionate love song duet to ensure that you can easily win the first prize, which will save time and effort, and the key is to save money!"

Jiang Shuiyuan immediately rejected Wu Zichen's proposal: "No, think of another one." ”

"Why not?"

"Because I can't go on stage!"

"Why can't you come to power?" Wu Zichen ignored his usual brotherly righteousness at this time, and asked indignantly: "Pu Xiaoxiang didn't say anything about sacrificing so much for the sake of the club, boss, you are a big man, and you are the president of our club, what reason do you have to refuse? How can you convince the community?"

Jiang Shuiyuan put his hand on his forehead and said: "No wonder people say, 'Justice without judgment and kindness without principles are only one step away from aiding and abetting abuse.' The reason why I can't go on stage is very simple, because I am not only the president of the Kodansha of Chinese Studies, but also the vice president of the student union.

Only then did Wu Zichen realize that he had misunderstood Jiang Shuiyuan, and he smirked a few times: "The boss is really sorry, the younger brother actually forgot this stubble! Please let me think about it again, and promise to come up with an idea to win the first prize steadily, so as to atone for the sin, okay?"

"That's good, I'll observe his words and deeds, and wait until the autumn to settle accounts together!" Jiang Shuiyuan said and blamed himself a little, "Of course, Wu Zichen is right, as the president, I should try my best to work for the development of the club and the well-being of the members." Who knows that since taking office, you have been either busy with this or that, and you have been busy all day long, not only have you not fulfilled the duties of the president at all, but you have to drag you down to work hard, which is really embarrassing!"

Wu Zichen hurriedly said with relief: "Boss, what are you talking about? All kinds of affairs you are working on are actually directly or indirectly expanding the influence of the Chinese Studies Lecture Talk Club inside and outside the school, for example, if you are elected vice president of the student society, you can guarantee the club's right to speak in various activities of the student union; if you win a prize in the competition, everyone will also think that the president of the Chinese Studies Lecture Talk Club is so powerful. And so on and so forth. As for us, we are also members of the community now, so shouldn't we also work hard for the community?"

Pu Xiaoxiang also said: "When you have time, you will often go to the club to chat with everyone and talk about the difficult things of Chinese culture." When you take everyone out of Huai'an Mansion and even win the championship of the provincial selection competition, everyone will naturally know your hard work!"

"It's free......"

Jiang Shuiyuan was slightly melancholy: this weekend I will go to Yazhou to shoot an advertising film for brocade clothing, and when I come back, I will prepare for the preliminaries of the Chemistry Olympiad, maybe there will be a training camp for the Mathematics Olympiad, followed by the New Year's Day party and the final exam. Among them, I also had to read a bunch of books by Uncle Ge and Mr. Huang, write articles for the magazine "Cultivation", and cope with various exams. I finally survived the winter vacation, and I had to cheer up and prepare to form a team to participate in the national studies difficult selection competition. How can they defend their hard-won championship title in the face of the vigorous and vengeful Huai'an No. 1 Middle School team? It is estimated that after the school starts, the old class will let themselves go out and participate in the new Selling Meng Cup New Concept Essay Contest? This is all an annoying thing.

After hesitating for a long time, he said, "Maybe next semester will be better, right?"

In the next semester, Pu Xiaoxiang and Wu Zichen also became melancholy, as if they had already smelled the sour smell of parting. (To be continued.) )