As mentioned earlier, the vitality girl, uh, no, the bad luck girl Ueno Dark Fragrance suddenly encountered a strange incident. She slowly opened the official letter, a thick bag of packages can barely take out three things, it is still heavy, but there is only this point, alas, this is the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Each of the three treasures is a red box, twice the size of a ring box; A hard-cover notebook, with about thirty or forty pages inside, but sadly it's still a locked diary with the words "Student Council Related Member Process" written on the cover; The last one is a slightly more ordinary receipt, but why is it a receipt? It should be said that it looks more like a check, but this one is even stranger than the two just now. Although she has never been exposed to the activities of cadres in junior high school, she is not interested. But no school is so weird. Let's take a look at what is written on this check...

"Ueno Dark Fragrance, although you are legendary enough in the class, but please note that this is my class" This is the class teacher's class, it seems to be, and finally reacted that the voice just now was the head teacher Zhu Zhixing, the language tutor with a magnetic voice is always so popular, and his words actually attracted the eyes of a group of classmates to the dark fragrance red head, is it a bombardment of eyes?

Dark Fragrance knew that half of this gaze was still curious about her own hair color, as Zhu Zhixing summarized, Dark Fragrance's hair color was like a thunder-shaped mark that had become a legend compared to Harry Potter himself. But that's not enough to make her feel embarrassed or anything...

"I don't really need much input in my class, but..." Then the teacher used an unusual smile, leaking out his big teeth of confidence, his trendy hairstyle was not in a state of standing up like a 30-year-old, as if most of the girls in the class could not resist this gesture "Your input is proportional to the output, hehe". Dark incense began to hate this homeroom teacher more and more, but this disgust was not much different from a few days ago, it only developed upwards with an extremely small increase.

"The teacher is still good, it's just a little flashy" Yuejiu's floating voice fluttered in the back of her ears, and Dark Xiang glanced back at her, obviously that cold and smiling face appeared on her retina.

"Maybe you're right," Dark Fragrance turned her head and thought for a while, "But, aren't you like that girl who circles around him after class?" ”

"I just think it's funny," she had a playful expression, like a casual garbage, "It's what you want to do, about this..."

Having said that, she herself also knows very well what kind of person Linhai Yuejiu is, with a dark belly but nosy, and a harmless appearance, but in fact, she can do the kind of behavior that pushes people downstairs and declares with a blank face that it has nothing to do with me. But if her object is dark incense, many times dark incense will not let her succeed.

"It seems to me that his expression is lustful, what do you think?" Ellie, an honor student who was originally listening carefully to the class, came in with a stick.

Aili, who was surrounded by the eyes of the two, added another sentence: "Eh, did I say it wrong?" Dark Xiang also added in her heart, you are not wrong, but you just explained the problem we don't want to explain.

Back on Thursday evening, the venue was on the rooftop of Building A.

It was still where the sun was shining, and there were two girls standing near the railing, their uniforms revealing their identity as senior students, and by all accounts, the black long straight with their hands on the railing would be much more mature and shrewd than the short-haired girl standing upright behind her. Whether it's long black straight, short hair, or short hair, they don't speak to the sunset, because there is no third party on the surface, so I don't know how long they have been standing like this.

After a while, the black straight girl turned her head to look at the juniors behind her, her eyes were like the sunset as big as a grain bucket in the distance. But if you look closely at her face, you will see that she wears a mask that is often sold at temple fairs, and as if it were a joke, Hei Changzhi has been standing there with this mask for a long time.

"Xiao Jing, you should be used to the life of the mask, right?" The black long straight voice is so beautiful, as if reciting poetry, which makes people feel the rich and emotional fun in the freezing point.

"Yes, no, no..." The person called Xiao Jing is the vice president of the student union, Chen Jing, the fourth class of the second grade, who has always been steady and unsmiling, but she is not so sure about this question at the moment, and it can even be said that she is obviously shaken. In the past few days, although this decision has already been made - the current student council president, Rumiko Hikyo, has decided to give up her current situation and choose to leave. But she still can't accept it, because she can't accept the school office and the daily life of the absence of a senior sister, if it's just a passerby, it's fine, but after all, the two of them have been taking care of the student union for a year, and the school has been transformed into this, what will it be like if half of the sky is lost now?

"It's okay, you still have those newcomers, you have more things to accomplish, more responsibilities to shoulder, and I'm going to retire successfully" Rumiko, who saw Chen Jing's thoughts, looked at a letter in Chen Jing's hand with a masked gaze, and a copy of the letter will be sent to the scheduled members tomorrow, whether they accept it or not, theoretically this has nothing to do with Rumiko. This return to school is only a nominal transfer and a real start of travel, away from here there are other things waiting for her to arrange. However, for Chen Jing, this may be a farewell.

"Then I don't want these newcomers, I can carry this place alone and wait for you to come back..." Chen Jing's words were immediately interrupted

"Don't be willful, there is an old Chinese saying that 'the hub does not rot if the beetle does not rot', they are all very smart and very good children, I know this better than you. This is the so-called Heavenly Mission, the impossible task has been completed, we have created a new student council constitution, and you will be responsible for passing it on. One day, the children you led will be able to say goodbye to me when they come to the jungle of Kegistan. ”

Chen Jing didn't speak, not only because there was no possibility of change, but mainly because she respected and trusted the person in front of her. Only eyesight can be done.

This is, Rumiko who walked to the other end of the rooftop waved her hand, and a short sword appeared in her palm, this guy who only appeared when she needed it had been with her for a long time, she had left the sister sword of the short sword to the junior sister behind her, and told her that this could save her life once, I really hoped that the power of [West Garden] would never be used, and the other [Confluence] flashed blue fire in her hand. Her sword-wielding hand drew a cross into the air to the side, as if the blue flames on the blade could cut through the air, and a blue crosshair appeared in that place, and the camouflaged air was discerned.

The man in black appeared where the blade of the sword slashed, and he did not move in the face of the blade, and his tightly wrapped body could not see the characteristics of his heart. There was a chill on his body, but this was not enough to bring any reaction to the people present, both Rumiko and Chen Jing were very familiar with his Cunzài, but when they asked a little further, they only knew much about his Cunzài.

"Gast, did I keep you waiting? Or do you just care so much about the family affairs between us? Rumiko Hizhao teased the man in front of her. And he replied with a clear voice that was obviously unattainable by the human voice, "It's not too late, ma'am." I'm glad I'm here to wait, if you're done we'll go, it's always bad to be late—even though the old guys across the street aren't big dealers..."

"Well, see you later!" Rumiko finally left this sentence and disappeared into the night, time passed quickly, at least Chen Jing never felt it.