Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

However, even if the other party is a good student, this protest must disappear immediately.

It's simply a provocation to me, the newly appointed president of the student union.

If everyone who has a problem comes out to protest, how will I have the energy to understand what problems my classmates have?

If you have any questions, you can post them in the student union mailbox.

Miura Gensuke led the environmentalist girl out of the classroom and started communicating in the corridor:

"You said that plant life is also life. Then let me ask you, have you ever eaten plants?"

"Of course I have eaten it." The girl admitted it very straightforwardly.

"You are already eating plants, so what qualifications do you have to speak up for plants?" Miura Gensuke seized her flaw.

"President." The green-haired girl explained, "Just because humans eat animals doesn't mean they have to abuse them, right?"

“It’s the same with plants.”

Miura Gensuke sighed and said, "Then you step on me and try it. I'll also feel the grass on the playground."

"By the way, what's your name?"

The green-haired girl raised her foot and gently stepped on Miura Gensuke's foot: "Suzuki Midoriya."

"Midori-san." Miura Gensuke smiled. "See, I'm actually very happy to be stepped on."

"The same goes for the grass on the playground."

"So don't worry."

"Put your energy elsewhere."

Suzuki Midorio blinked blankly: "Huh?"

"President! You're not a blade of grass, how do you know they'll be happy if they're stepped on?"

Miura Gensuke blinked, imitating her: "You are not me, how do you know that I don't know what Xiaocao is thinking?"

"You..." Suzuki Midoriya's face turned red with anger at this sophistry: "I know what the little grasses are thinking!"

Miura Gensuke smiled and said, "Then do you know what I'm thinking?"

Suzuki Midoriya shook his head.

"If there are any more protests like this, your parents will be contacted, understand?"

Hearing this threat, Suzuki Midoriya walked towards the stairs with an unwilling look on his face.

"Forget it..." Miura Gensuke stopped her. "Although I know it's difficult to communicate with you environmentalists, this is my job after all."

"Come talk to me at the student union after school."

After sending away the weirdo Suzuki Midori, Miura Gensuke returned to the classroom.

This class is Chinese class.

"Classmates." Teacher Sakata walked into the classroom with a smile.

"I've already read all the essays from last week."

"What moved me the most was Nekayashiki's article. Although the language was simple, the simpler the words, the more moving they are."

Hearing this, the students in the class felt a little disappointed.

Losing to this guy is a great humiliation for any person with normal IQ.

"Nekoyashiki-san, could you please share this with everyone?"

Nekoyashiki, who was still eating snacks, nodded repeatedly and looked at Miura Gensuke proudly.

“Then I’ll start reading.”

Mr. Sakata gathered his emotions.

"I was born into a poor family meow."

"If possible, I hope my dad is a millionaire, and my mom is also a millionaire, meow."

"If that's the case, they won't get divorced, meow?"

Miura Gensuke covered his forehead.

He knew that Nekayashiki's parents were working abroad.

The income is above average.

And there was no divorce at all.

The most important thing is...why did Mr. Sakata even read "meow"?

Sounds so cute meow.

"If you become rich, all the difficulties in life will no longer be difficulties, meow."

"It's like having cheat software in a game. Even when faced with a difficulty, I know there's always another way to solve it."

"But, if you don't have money, life really has no possibilities, meow?"

"If you always dream of another life without changing your current self, then you're completely hopeless, meow."

"With this thought in mind, Fil has been trying hard to live."

"Whether it's working part-time at a coffee shop or being a salesperson at a convenience store, Feilu always works hard with hope."

"Even though her snacks are often snatched away by the tall boys in the back row, and even though she is often treated as a follower by rich girls, Feilu still believes in another possibility in her life."

Hoshizaki Sayo: “…”

Miura Gensuke: “…”

Virtual anchors are really born to lie...

Chapter 120 Armpit Rice Ball

"..."

"That's all Nekayashiki-san's composition. What do you think?"

After reading Nekoyashiki's composition, Mr. Sakata clapped his hands.

Miura Gen looked at the shameless Nekayashiki and said, "Nekayashiki-san is a genius!"

"Hehe, meow." The grinning Nekoyashiki didn't hear the sarcasm at all.

"Besides Nekayashiki-san, there are many other students who also wrote excellent essays."

Sakata-sensei looked out the window with a look of realization: "High school is a very important time. If you make the wrong choice, it could affect your whole life."

“I hope everyone won’t have the same regrets as the teacher.”

What a heavy feeling...

Miura Gensuke used a rubber band to launch a piece of rubber onto the back of the cat's house.

"Meow meow!"

-

Lunch break.

Miura Gensuke went to the student union with his lunch box.

There's still a lot of work this week.

So there is no time to rest.

After opening the door, he found Xuechuan Haruka already sorting documents. The red bow behind her silver hair looked very cute in the sunlight.

"Don't you need to eat, Xiaoyao?"

Miura Gensuke sat down next to Yukikawa Haruka.

As a result, the other party drove his wheelchair away with an expressionless face.

Miura Gensuke reluctantly picked up the chair and sat down next to her again.

But Xiaoyao's wheelchair moved a little further away.

Miura Gensuke frowned.

We were in a good relationship in the morning.

Why are you so hot and cold?

This is definitely in the CPU itself.

After figuring this out, Miura Gensuke directly picked up the petite Haruka Yukawa and placed her on the table.

This way the other party won't be able to take action.

It's like a little doll placed on the table, and you can manipulate it as you please.

"elder brother."

Xuechuan Haruka simply sat down at the table, her hands on the tabletop, her two fair legs swaying under her skirt: "I want some ice cream."

"Let's eat first." Miura Gensuke looked at the pair of thin white socks that slightly revealed the girl's skin color and opened the lunch box.

smell good……

Xuechuan Yao gently stepped on his thigh: "Brother, I want to eat ice cream..."

Two minutes later, Miura Gensuke, who was completely unable to resist Xiaoyao's coquettishness, handed her a bowl of red bean ice cream.

"Thank you, brother."

Haruka Xuechuan started eating it in small bites with a spoon.

"Woo..."

After eating two bites, the girl was still chilled and cried out in pain, covering her forehead.

Miura Gensuke took out the rice balls with a smile.

Too cute, Xiaoyao...