78. Equality in the Student Council and Voting to the Death
Just as the Sun will always rise the next day, the Earth will always rotate at an angular velocity of 0.25 degrees per minute.
The British Student Union is always busy.
This group of less than 20 people, instead of the faculty and staff of Yinghe College, provides all aspects of campus life for 2,000 people.
Britain cannot live without a student union, just as the West cannot do without Jerusalem.
With a history of nearly 200 years, the Anglo-Harmony Student Union gives full play to the role of student self-government.
Independent, bold, efficient, energetic, and even able to generate income for the school through activities.
Although every member of the student council knows that if they mess up, the adults of Yinghe will come to the rescue.
But this 200-year-old machine-like organization has never had a single downtime, natural disasters, accidents and even terrorist incidents, and the British Student Union has enough experience in dealing with them.
As the top authority of Yinghe, only the elite of the elite can step into its halls. Students who have successfully served in the British Student Union for three years will become the darlings of prestigious universities in Japan, and even some well-known universities in the British and American departments will extend olive branches to them.
Even if they don't go to university, they will be scrambling by state oligarchs and multinational corporations. Because they represent strong management skills, wonderful creative skills, deep connections, and much more that make decision-makers feel excited.
More than 40 years ago, NHK TV interviewed the student president of Yinghe, who was the first in the country in the college entrance examination at that time, and asked,
"Ryuzaki-kun, you have achieved such dazzling results, everyone is very interested, in ordinary life, what are your specialties and hobbies?"
In front of an audience of nearly 70 million, Ryuzaki Zero said a sentence that still hangs in front of the lobby of the Yinghe Student Union:
γServe the peopleγ
More than 30 years ago, Koya Takashi, who won four gold medals for Japan in the World Student Games, was asked by reporters,
"Eagle Si-kun, I heard that you are still the student council president of your high school, may I ask if the moment you were elected, were you as excited as you are now?"
"It was more of a pressure than to enjoy the accolades.
Yinghe is a school of the same size as a university, with very heavy responsibilities and very difficult work. I will live up to everyone without me. I am willing to enter a state of selflessness and dedicate myself to the development of Yinghe. β
Generations of student presidents have gone forward one after another to supplement the spirit of the student union.
The accumulation of generations and the glory of each session have provided strong spiritual support and rich cultural nourishment for the development of the student union, making the Yinghe student union more noble and desirable.
Today's student union of Yinghe College is stronger than the previous student union, with an impressive reserve of student union funds, abundant shareholder injections, school grants, government subsidies, and corporate donations.
Yoshihiko Arima, the inheritor of the golden spirit appointed by the president of the student union, has been working intensively for 5 days.
"Arima-kun, why did the president replace the monthly test reward from the top 100 to the top three classes in the monthly test of the grade?"
"The president's intention is to raise the atmosphere in which the class grows together. We don't need too many people who have good grades but can't lead others to improve, this kind of refined egoist. I believe that in the next final exam, the study group format will really become popular. β
"But there are also good students who are unwilling to talk to others and are introverted, so isn't this kind of guidance against the liberalism of Yinghe and become kidnapped by the collective will?"
Arima put aside the documents he had just organized, opened another folder, and began to sort out the sports festival
"No, there are many people who are pretentious and pretentious, but there are not many people who are truly misanthropic. I think communication can help them get out of their uncomfortable comfort zone. β
"Let's hope they think the same way."
Vice President Arima is the first vice president in history who has not been divided into a specific functional section, and his work efficiency is 4 times that of the average member of the student union, and the workload is 6 times that of the average person.
Ma Jiyan, who has a high speed and quality of work, was quickly recognized by the student union, as well as a series of committee members such as books, health, discipline, sports, and culture, as well as class committee members who supported various major activities of Yinghe.
During the beginning of the school year, the president's support and tendentious praise for Arima Yoshihiko made some hard-working second-year elites dissatisfied.
But after more than two months of getting along, Arima has become the superman in their hearts.
"Arima, the budget table of these clubs for next month, let's see if there are any problems, I circled all the problem items, such as the occult and the Cthulhu board game club, I want to buy 1,000 copies online called "Killing Gods!" The book of "Master of the First Destiny Sequence" is used as a study material, but I basically understand the situation of this book, the content is basically all 18 forbidden driving manuals, which has nothing to do with Cthulhu, and more importantly, this book seems to be written by the club minister himself. β
Arima quickly skimmed through the documents and nodded,
"More than 40 per cent of the budget items in question should be re-submitted. You circle a few problem items, suggesting that they pay for them themselves. β
"Arima. You can also help me read this document. β
The second-year vice president placed a thick stack of documents related to the sports festival in front of Arima, and watched Arima's work with admiration.
"It's something you can handle on your own, right? Don't you see that Arima still has so many documents that haven't been processed? β
"Ever since I had Arima, you're too lazy for one or two!"
"Hey! Wisteria, did you see Arima fascinated again? β
The person next to him teased the second-year vice president.
The student council suddenly fell silent, and Chiyo Konoe walked straight to Arima Yoshihiko with Emiya Haku.
The two people who were rumored to be a match made in heaven by the school, the people in the student union are actually not optimistic, not in terms of class gap, but because the two seem to be too competitive, and they don't feel happy at all.
If it weren't for President Gui's frequent rounds, many times they would have been terrified.
"Arima-kun, this speech has been rejected, you need to adjust it again."
Arima Yoshihiko looked at Chiyo Konoe with a cold face.
"This principal and President Gui have both seen it."
"I just confirmed, they didn't look at it carefully before, and now they have changed their opinion."
Arima took a file bag handed over by the guards and stood up,
"I'll check with them."
Looking at Arima's side face, Konoe Chiyo smiled contemptuously,
"Only the weak blindly pursue fairness, hoping to get a piece of the fruits of the labor of the strong. Arima-kun, are you right? β
Arima paused,
"Focusing only on sharing is already a weak mentality. The purpose of fairness I mean is to create with peace of mind. On the road to creation, everyone is strong. β
"Create self-righteous daydreams? That speech will only hurt you. β
"But, that's my speech."
Arima glanced at the guards, whose eyes were as solid as the city, like the city of Athens looking at Sparta.
Yoshihiko Arima took the file bag and walked silently towards the president's office.
Maybe 10 minutes, maybe longer, before the headmaster, who left work at half past five, came home, and said to him again.
Only those who fear and envy power will give up their rights in the midst of being defrauded by power.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, there is still a part-time job, so let's make a quick decision.
In this bizarre world,
Not all princesses can be saved, and not all princesses deserve to be saved.
A princess is just an identity, like a wine bottle.
God sometimes puts 1,200 yen of wine into a 200,000 yen bottle, and sometimes puts 200,000 yen of wine into a 1,200 yen bottle.
There are many people who can tell the bottle, but not everyone can tell the difference between the high and the low of the wine.
Some people even dislike the inherently inferior sake after opening a 1,200-yen bottle and tasting the precious liquor.
Ichijo Masumi, touched four times, and Asama felt the need to save.
But the prince needs to be played by the great myojin of second sight.
After all, the relationship between Futami and Majima is good.
You can't just look at the second person coldly, and if you don't talk much, you feel that she is not suitable for enlightening lonely people.
On the contrary, Asama feels that she has a temperament that even lonely people want to be close to.
Then let Futami decide on the piano repertoire upstairs, and it would be perfect.
The love counseling department cooperates with the four-hand piano department, and [big teacher Asama still water] is a man who can live in his own BGM forever!
Language and knowledge are a kind of cipher that allows us to communicate securely in an encrypted world.
But music is the more terrible language, it can penetrate any defenses and control people's emotions indiscriminately.
Hachimi, who seeks loneliness, and Kuroda, who longs for a beautiful girl, all of these people need some small means to knock open the cracks in their hearts.
The weather was wonderful, and the money was 12 million yen.
Looking at the calendar, Asama decided to call his parents 10 million after the sports meeting. When the time comes, let the horse farm make a winning page and make up a reasonable reason to buy a lottery ticket.
Summer in Tokyo, as long as it's sunny, is as beautiful as a manga. But it's also limited to being as beautiful as a manga.
The sun has not yet set, and the skin is slightly painful, and the comics after increasing the body temperature make people want to escape immediately.
It's too hot in Tokyo.
It is possible to dry the manga until it melts hot.
I bought 6 cans of grape flavor Fanta, and then went to the Chinese restaurant of Lao Qin's house, bought some dishes casually, waited for about 20 minutes, and found a chance to chat with the second meeting for a while, and Asama was preparing to go home.
In Why We Need Rituals, Singerhoff wrote: "In times of turmoil, rituals give people something to rely on. It awakens the beautiful emotions in our hearts, and is a harbor for the soul and a source of strength. βγ
In addition to the inflammatory rhetoric of the times, the way to survive for the supporting characters is to enjoy the daily life of every day.
And food, soft drinks, and partners who improve with themselves are the main body of the ritual thread.
Main quest?
Asama Szusui, who made the main quest a mess, shook his head, didn't want to think about Konoe and Arima for the time being, and walked leisurely towards the apartment.
Great teacher Frank McCourt once said a great thing.
[Work is the greatest thing ever, so we should leave some work for tomorrow.] γ
The main quest will be done tomorrow, and you will be the boy who always pursues greatness.
"I'm back"
"Wow~~~ Ah Shui came back early today~~~ Welcome home~~~"
Pochi happily runs to Asama, preparing to ride on Asama's head like Jockey in the road to survival, and is dodged by Asama's forward roll.
"If you want to eat early today, be honest with me."
"No, oh~ The biological clock has long been used to having dinner after 8 o'clock~"
The food and soda were still on the floor of the hallway, and the two played a game of dodge in the living room.
Wearing a vacuum shirt and tight athletic shorts, Pochi stretched out his claws to Asama like a tyrant who was unbridled.
Asama, who frequently rolls in the physical strength 6 mode, exerts amazing combat effectiveness.
"Oh~~ Ah Shui! When did you master the Invincible Frame? β
"Heh, those who can't kill me will only make me stronger."
Suddenly, Pochi's eyes became serious, and like a devil, he performed a flying step close to the ground, diving to try to catch Asama, but once again Asama was sideflipped and avoided by the grab.
"Pochi, did you know that you just looked like a bear."
"Ah Shui, do you know that you just looked like a monkey."
"Can you mature a little more?"
"Ahh
Poki gave Asama a seductive kiss.
"Dogs really don't expect anything useful in their heads. Stop playing, I'll have to cook later. β
"Then Ah Shui, you admit defeat."
"I lost."
Porchi's eyes flashed,
"Flawed!"
The fierce battle between the two lasted until almost 7 o'clock.
At the dinner table, after Asama finished eating a piece of back pot meat, he said seriously to Pochi:
"Pochi, can you say hello normally in the future?"
"Isn't it just a dog that pounces on its owner's arms to welcome it?"
"Forbidden in the future."
"Then Ah Shui, you were still doing so hard somersaults just now? Dulicitous Ah Shui! β
Asama plucked the β‘β‘β‘ star and was secretly annoyed with himself who had been happy to dodge Poki's attack an hour earlier.
The sports department is brainless!
After eating, Pochi packed the dried sheets and clothes from the balcony into the house.
watched her hold her pajamas and suck hard, sighing from time to time:
"It's really more fragrant than the sun-dried clothes~"
"That smell is the smell of burnt mites, okay, put down my clothes, don't look like a pervert, okay."
Pochi stretched out his index finger and shook it from side to side, with an expression of teaching his juniors,
"Ah Shui, you don't understand, remembering the smell of the owner is also a compulsory course for dogs~"
Asama subconsciously glanced at the underwear that he had sunburned on the balcony in the morning,
It shouldn't be possible, what the hell am I thinking!
"Ah Shui, Ah Shui, I'm also using social software now~"
"Oh, really?"
Since Pochi has indeed been recording short videos seriously these days, Asama has become interested in Pochi's online social situation.
Poki handed over the phone, it turned out to be INS, in addition to the short videos he had watched, Poqi also posted about 10 posts, the number of fans has reached 30,000, and the account that is following is 0.
"There are still a lot of powerful people in INS, why don't you pay attention to it?"
"Ah Shui, I will follow you when you register."
"That's really thank you, keep it up to 0 eggs."
I clicked on a few videos, there are not many comments below, and the overall content is relatively friendly.
Suddenly, I turned to a poll issued by Pochi.
"I've lived in a very handsome guy's house for almost a year, and guess who I am?
a. Airplanecup girlfriend
b. Slave's girlfriend
c. Sister girlfriend
d. Owner's girlfriend
e. Dog girlfriend
f. Shrine Maiden Girlfriend"
The voting is not over yet, the most options are A, and the photo taken by Pochi is the back of himself reading a book.
Asama shifted his cold gaze back to the dog, who was still sniffing his clothes.
(End of chapter)