Chapter Twenty-Six: An Unreliable New Teacher

At the end of the first class, Mo Wangqiu couldn't wait to go to the student union to ask for a club application form, but he didn't expect to see a familiar face when he arrived at the student union.

"It's you." It's none other than Yoshii Ryosaku, the vice president of the animation club.,The handsome guy with a golden hairstyle.,Although he didn't wear a very conspicuous black tuxedo like yesterday.,But wearing the same Mine-no-Saki School uniform as Mo Wangqiu.,But the current temperament on the body can't be concealed.。

Mo Wangqiu looked at Yoshii Ryosaku sitting in the office chair, and then pushed out the door to look at the small wooden sign with the words "Student Union", and was a little puzzled for a while, isn't this the vice president of the animation club? How did you end up here, still sitting in it?

"Don't look at me like that." Yoshii Ryosaku shook his hair and replied with a full spirit: "I'm not only the vice president of the anime club, but also the vice president of the student union. Uh-huh~ Don't look for it, today's students above the second grade have just started their official classes, and no one else in the student union has the time to come over to do these chores except me. ”

Hearing him say this, Mo Wangqiu noticed the mop and bucket next to Yoshii Ryosaku, it seemed that this handsome guy was still doing chores in the student union diligently before Mo Wangqiu came.

Eh, it's obviously doing odd jobs, why can he still maintain a vigorous appearance?

Patting his head, Mo Wangqiu didn't bother to complain about this guy who looked very narcissistic, walked forward a few steps, and explained his intention to the other party.

"Apply to create a club?" Yoshii Ryosaku frowned, opened the drawer casually, took out a form from it and handed it to Mo Wangqiu: "Fill out this form, there will be a detailed explanation later." Tsk~ You otaku real men are serving, obviously our animation club is understaffed, but you refuse to come over at all. ”

Mo Wangqiu felt that he must have confused himself with Sun Ze's group, but he didn't want to defend himself, and shrugged his shoulders and replied: "The ideas are different, and it is not good for anyone to force it." ”

Think about it, at least Mo Wangqiu can't imagine Sun Ze honestly staying in the animation club, although that guy always looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, but when he meets girls, especially beautiful girls, he will become twisted and pinched, a typical dead house disease. Mo Wangqiu visited the animation club and found that although the atmosphere here is good, it is definitely not a place where you can discuss the second dimension.

Although Mo Wangqiu really joined this place, although it would not seem out of place, it would also be a little uncomfortable.

Anyway, he doesn't admit that playing cosplay is two-dimensional.

After getting the form, Mo Wangqiu retreated, flipped to the back and looked at the introduction on it a little, and was a little puzzled, and immediately turned to Yoshii Ryosaku in the student union room and asked, "It says that in addition to the signatures of five students, one teacher's signature is also required...... Forehead. ”

On the other side, Yoshii Ryosaku, who had changed into a black and white suit at some point, wore a pink apron, and cleaned the student council room like a diligent maid, was also a little stunned.

The scene was very awkward at one point.

"No, although I like cool clothes, this body is the president who forcibly asks me to ......"

Silently pulled the door, Mo Wangqiu silently branded Yoshii Ryosaku as a "transvestite" in his heart.

Although adolescent boys and girls are more or less curious about the body of the opposite sex, and even fantasize about sex from time to time, but in school, it's better to settle down, okay?

It's scary, I can't understand what Sakurajima's current teenager is thinking.

Mo Wangqiu put his eyes back on the form again, the content listed in it was very simple, if you want to establish a club, in addition to the content of the club must be normal and in line with the identity of high school students, you must have at least five students' signatures and one teacher's consent.

It's hard to do.,Sure enough, it's different from the world of Suzumiya Haruhi.,Obviously, the great god Ryoko just gathered the future people.,Aliens.,Superpowers and the god of spitting can easily set up a club.。 Where are I going to find a teacher to sign up as a club advisor?

Back in the classroom, Mo Wangqiu saw Xue Xia Xue Nai sitting quietly reading the novel at a glance, and wanted to talk forward, but unfortunately the class bell rang before that.

No, I'll have to wait and see.

Mo Wangqiu returned to his position, glanced at Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was sleeping dead on the table, and couldn't help but complain with a dark face: "Is this guy really okay?" Sleep as soon as it's time for class. ”

Speaking of this, Mo Wangqiu couldn't help but complain again, this guy didn't seem to want to study hard, imagining that Shiyu Kasumigaoka, who called him in the middle of the night last night, seemed to be able to understand why the other party slept as soon as he arrived at school. However, for ordinary students, learning is the main business...... Is it okay for this guy to be so arrogant?

"Ah, Mr. Wangqiu, I just stumbled upon Mochizuki Sota from the next class when I was out of class, and I confessed to the hayaka lamp. It's really touching.,Although I felt this way when I was in junior high school.,But I didn't expect the other party to confess after the start of school.。 I think it's going to be a great material. Nozaki Metaro's face was excited, and he danced to Mo Wangqiu about the big news he had just seen.

"Uh, Nozaki-kun. It's not good to peek at other people's confessions......"

Is this guy really good as a shoujo cartoonist?

The second class is a Chinese class, thanks to the blessing of the predecessors of the traverser, Mo Wangqiu's textbook is a familiar Chinese, and the class is a very beautiful female teacher, tall and tall, with prominent curves, no matter where you look at it, she is a rare beauty. But I don't know why her coat looks like a reduced version of a white coat, which gives people a very bad feeling.

"Boys!" The new female teacher slapped the table vigorously, attracting all the eyes except Kasumigaoka Shiyu, and then announced loudly: "From today onwards, I will be your homeroom teacher, remember my name, Pingyu!" From now on, you will give me the tube! ”

Why does this new homeroom teacher look black and social?

After saying a series of very imposing opening remarks, Teacher Ping Jingjing leaned softly on the blackboard again, looking weak.

"Ahh Hey, the invitation was only sent to me alone, do you really laugh at me for being single at the age of 30? That stinky woman! ”

Mo Wangqiu always felt that there was a lot of incredible information revealed in this passage, but his intuition told him that it was better to pretend not to hear it at this time.