My sister never calls me brother.

"That's all."

After Miyazaki Airi and Lilith left.

Only Fang Yong and Tao Yuanwu remained in the basketball club's reception room.

"Is this really a good idea?" Tao Yuanwu looked at Fang Yong and asked sullenly, "If things are exposed, you simply can't bear the responsibility."

"What can we do?" Fang Yong sighed, rubbing his temples in frustration. "I've learned firsthand how hard it is to repay favors."

"Couldn't you have refused?" Tao Yuanwu didn't quite understand why Fang Yong would take such a big risk.

"I'm not a heartless person, but that blonde loli completely blocked my escape route. To put it bluntly, she was actually threatening me just now. Using evasive tactics was completely ineffective," Fang Yong said with a sigh.

Today, he gained a completely new understanding of the Seigaku Office. Not long ago, he thought that this club was at most good at handling problems and he still looked down on it a bit because it was far inferior to his own basketball club.

However, we now have to take this small group seriously. There's a feeling that this group is more than it seems; judging from its current operating model, it appears to be employing the butterfly effect principle.

The occasional flapping of a butterfly's wings in the Amazon rainforest could potentially cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later.

Fang Yong didn't know why, but he always associated conspiracy theories with the Seigaku Office.

He shook his head, thinking it was probably just his imagination.

"In short, pay more attention to the Seigaku Office in the future. This little club is not simple. It looks like a docile sheep on the outside, but it is like a jackal showing its fangs on the inside." Fang Yong paused and said meaningfully, "Its influence in the future may be three points stronger than the student council."

"Really?" Tao Yuanwu was stunned. The student council had a lot of power in the school. How could this little-known club be three points stronger? He couldn't figure it out, and his mind went blank.

"Haha. I was just guessing, consider it a joke." Fang Yong chuckled, got up to leave, and said, "I'm going to training, you should come soon too."

Tao Yuanwu found it strange. He knew that Fang Yong was a man who was rough around the edges but shrewd inside, and never joked around casually.

"Ah...right!" Fang Yong turned around and looked at the damaged trophy on the table, saying—

"You can find some time to glue that trophy back on, and I'll just pretend I didn't see it."

"I..." Tao Yuanwu was extremely frustrated.

Meanwhile, on Song Mingyuan's side—

"Ah owe!!!"

Song Mingyuan sneezed so hard his glasses nearly fell to the ground and shattered. He touched his nose, wondering to himself...

Sneezing when I'm not sick? Is someone talking bad about me?

I rubbed my glasses and thought about it for a moment. It seemed quite possible; it was normal for someone to be spreading rumors and slander about me behind my back, because after all...

"I am the handsome, dashing, talented, and good-looking Song Dashuai, also known as the Jade-Faced Little Flying Dragon, ahahahahaha..." Song Mingyuan laughed loudly and foolishly at the entrance of the news department.

Two students from Jinteng Academy passed by, looking at Song Mingyuan with strange expressions.

Song Mingyuan abruptly stopped laughing, pretending to look around at the scenery with a melancholy 45-degree angle in his eyes, and said, "The weather is really nice today~"

"You're crazy—" two students muttered.

"Uh..." Song Mingyuan was embarrassed. He shouted back at the students who had already walked away, "Who's crazy?! Have you ever seen a crazy person as handsome as me?! Hey! Don't go! Come and argue with me if you dare! I have a hundred ways to make you doubt that you're crazy!"

The two students ignored him.

"Sigh..." Song Mingyuan sighed, ignoring the little incident, and looked at the door of the news department.

He had been hesitating outside the door for a long time, too embarrassed to go in. If it weren't for the worrying juniors in the club, he wouldn't have forced himself to come.

To be honest, Song Mingyuan was somewhat afraid, because every time he went to see Wang Linlin, he would be met with a cold shoulder. He didn't know what he had done to offend her, but she never gave him a kind look, and catching up with her was simply out of the question.

Song Mingyuan thought of the third step he needed to take and felt a headache coming on.

Lin Nianwei's pen flew across the paper.

After finishing writing, he held up the white paper, on which was written—

"The third step is to amplify the impact of the crisis event."

"Hmm?" Song Mingyuan shrank his neck and said strangely, "Why do I smell a conspiracy?"

"Ahem!" Lin Nianwei coughed lightly and said in a calm tone, "This step requires Senior Song to go to the news department and use the influence of the campus newspaper to expand the scope of the entire conflict and make it a hot topic throughout the school."

"Well..." Song Mingyuan looked troubled. "What if I can't persuade Wang Linlin?"

"Even if it means selling your body, you must succeed." Lin Nianwei's tone left no room for argument.

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Song Mingyuan, embarrassed, put away yesterday's memories, thinking awkwardly, "What kind of act of selling my looks? Wang Linlin won't fall for it; after all, she's both rigid and traditional... Sigh..."

Based on Song Mingyuan's understanding, he believed that Wang Linlin was very annoyed with him, after all, on the day they agreed to go to the movies, he had been quite unceremonious—

I stood them up.

Chapter 118 Reencounter with Sun Qi

Song Mingyuan paced back and forth, intending to pretend it was a chance encounter, but after waiting for a long time, Wang Linlin still didn't come out.

He crossed his arms, pacing back and forth with a dark expression, thinking, "Even if she's a workaholic, she shouldn't be so indifferent as to never go to the bathroom, right? This... how long has it been? I need to go to the bathroom myself."

Just as I was hesitating about whether to try a different approach, the door to the news department opened—

Song Mingyuan was initially overjoyed, but then his expression turned blank.

Because it was Xu Zheng who came out, not Wang Linlin.

Xu Zheng was surprised to see Song Mingyuan, who looked quite experienced, pulling him along as he stepped outside. "Senior Song!? You're here to see our regimental commander?"

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was just loud enough for Wang Linlin inside the house to hear.

Wang Linlin was startled and somewhat panicked. It was like the sun had risen in the west; Song Mingyuan had actually taken the initiative to come looking for her.

She swiftly pulled a mirror from the drawer, checked her appearance, and looked to see if there was anything amiss.

Then he put away the mirror, put on a serious expression, and waited for Song Mingyuan to come in.

The whole process was surprisingly fast.

"Commander... uh..." Xu Zheng was somewhat surprised because Wang Linlin was completely different from before. Both her aura and appearance had become radiant and beautiful.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, can't you see I'm busy?" Wang Linlin said calmly, ignoring the junior's astonished look.

“Say I just happened to be passing by…” Song Mingyuan whispered to Xu Zheng.

Xu Zheng felt a chill run down his spine because of his team leader, and ignored Song Mingyuan's reminder, "Seigaku's senior Song came to see you specifically."

After hearing this, Song Mingyuan scratched his head in frustration, thinking awkwardly, "Deliberately?! What do you mean by 'deliberately'?!"

"Oh, let him in," Wang Linlin replied casually.

Xu Zheng turned around and said to Song Mingyuan, "The regimental commander said we can go in now. Oh right, what did you just say? I didn't hear you..."

Song Mingyuan patted Xu Zheng on the shoulder and said with a dry laugh, "I said you did a really good job. Here's a little red flower for you. Go home and take care of your elders, hahaha."

"Huh!?" Xu Zheng was stunned, somewhat at a loss, feeling like he had been scolded.

Song Mingyuan took a deep breath. He was already in a bind anyway, so he decided to go in.

He strode into the news department.

"Oops~" Song Mingyuan scratched the back of his head, saying awkwardly, "What a coincidence, haha... hahaha..."

"What's so coincidental? Didn't you come to see me on purpose?" Wang Linlin put down her pen, looked at Song Mingyuan, and emphasized the word "on purpose."

“Uh…” Song Mingyuan was a little speechless, and said with an awkward smile, “That’s right! That’s right! I came here specifically to catch up with you.”

"Heh, we have nothing to reminisce about." Wang Linlin curled the corner of her mouth and sneered.

Song Mingyuan felt ashamed, thinking to himself, "That's the expression I always make when I try to talk to someone."

Wang Linlin felt very happy to see Song Mingyuan's embarrassed look. She had never forgotten the time she was stood up in her first year of high school.

"Haha, don't say such heartless things~ Weren't you quite talkative when we were deskmates? I really don't know what to talk about..." Song Mingyuan adjusted his glasses and shamelessly said, "Talk about my handsomeness, we can talk about it for three days and three nights."

Wang Linlin remained expressionless and said calmly, "Speak like a human being."

"I have a favor to ask!" Song Mingyuan cut to the chase and got straight to the point.

"I'm sorry, I refuse." Wang Linlin tilted her head and rested her chin on her hand.

"Hey..." Song Mingyuan was at a loss, and complained, "Why are you like this? You're refusing without even listening?"

"What good things can you possibly come up with?" Wang Linlin said with a half-smile.

"Why do I feel like you're insulting me?" Song Mingyuan said, feeling frustrated.

"No, I don't," Wang Linlin said innocently.

Song Mingyuan's face darkened.

Wang Linlin glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and saw his frustrated expression, which made her feel much better.

"Tell me about it, so you won't keep nagging me to yourself." Wang Linlin took a step back.

“Who would gossip like that? Do I look like that kind of person?” Song Mingyuan sighed and explained his purpose, “I want you to help me publicize an upcoming conflict.”

"It's about to happen!?" Wang Linlin crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair. "What do you mean?"

“Our club is planning a campus conflict, and…” Song Mingyuan licked his lips and raised an eyebrow, “the kind that’s extremely violent.”

"Why would you do something like this?" Wang Linlin frowned, her voice melodious. "Aren't you afraid of being exposed and held accountable by the student council?"

"Oh dear, I have my reasons for doing this." Song Mingyuan shrugged and continued, "As for the student council... I'll have someone keep it a secret."

Song Mingyuan had considered everything very carefully. He also knew that if the matter were discovered, the consequences would be severe. Although the student council had a lot of power, there were factional struggles within it.

If handled properly, the student union is nothing to fear.

"You came to me for help, didn't you ever think I would leak this information?" Wang Linlin smiled strangely, trying to intimidate Song Mingyuan and see how panicked he would be.

“I never thought that I would trust you so much, just like I trust myself,” Song Mingyuan blurted out without thinking.

"Uh..." Two intoxicating blushes appeared on Wang Linlin's face. She turned her face away and whispered, "Why should I help you?"

"It's a win-win situation, think about it..." Song Mingyuan adjusted his glasses and spoke eloquently, "This violent conflict is a juicy story for the news department. Everyone has the desire to watch a spectacle. As long as we report it extensively, the buzz will easily skyrocket. Besides, isn't your club's publication going to be revamped soon? There's no harm in generating some buzz beforehand, is there?"

After listening, Wang Linlin looked away and pondered. Indeed, there was no harm in it. By reporting on violent conflicts, she could stimulate people's desire to watch the spectacle and keep many people's attention firmly on the news department, which would be beneficial to enhancing the influence of the club and would also lay a good foundation for the new edition of the publication.

The advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and the result is easy to see.

“Yes, I will help make a fair statement,” Wang Linlin replied after weighing the pros and cons.

"Fairness!?" Song Mingyuan was stunned.