Uneasy daily life

As an advisor, he participated in the activities at the beach, actively issuing a "declaration against Soubu" to promote unity among all students at the beach. As the student council president, he also gathered intelligence at Soubu to observe how the hero planned to make his move...

One minute I'm sleeping at Mai Sakurajima's house, the next I'm sleeping at Yukino Yukinoshita's house, making it feel like every place is my home.

During the preparation time for the event, the white figure wandered around and inadvertently attracted a lot of attention.

Inside the principal's office at Zongwu High School, the principal was in a good mood lately. With just a little effort and a slight check, he could suppress the arrogant Bai Ying.

Hmph! Let me make you reflect on your actions. If you don't take your student council work seriously, plenty of others will!

If you do less of these things—deceiving your superiors, lining your own pockets, and indulging in personal desires—you still retain the real power of the student council president.

The principal hummed a tune as he turned on his computer. He first looked at the event webpage created by Yukino Yukinoshita. Although it lacked a bit of impact, it was an excellent promotional website in terms of layout and content. There were a few scattered comments in the comment section open to people outside the school.

Excellent, excellent! The school's image has been promoted very well.

Hmm? Why is there a strange comment here?

[The Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, Restoring the Han Dynasty: Average, nothing special, and judged to be inferior to the speech contest at the Seaside Comprehensive High School.]

This is outrageous! I'll delete you right now!

The principal snorted coldly, then searched for the so-called Seaside Comprehensive High School Forum. He quickly found the content and recording of the speech, which had started just a few hours earlier.

To encourage high school students and improve their morale and awareness, schools sometimes collaborate with public speaking experts to give speeches to students and parents. These speeches may promote the importance of hard work, the significance of learning, or gratitude for life.

As a parliamentary system, public speaking is not uncommon in Japan. Schools occasionally organize speech contests, allowing students to give speeches on various topics.

The principal scoffed – "Hmph! It's just a nouveau riche high school, using a few stinking bucks to hire some celebrities for publicity."

True elite schools never bother with publicity, because they truly have the ability!

Dear parents! Think about this carefully! Are your children studying for themselves? Of course not! They are studying for you!

Oh dear, this is the classic rhetorical question followed by a conclusion, it doesn't make much sense... Wait a minute! Doesn't this sound a bit off?

The principal was suddenly bewildered upon hearing the voice.

Wait a minute! That passionate, heartfelt voice... it sounds strangely familiar!

Upon closer inspection, the principal noticed a familiar figure on the stage in the video, dressed in the uniform of Haibin Comprehensive High School!

Holy crap! A white shadow!

"Studying late into the night, practicing diligently, and attending after-school tutoring—they dedicate almost all their time to learning and exams! The weight of books has bent their backs, the fatigue of studying has turned their hair white, and the cold grades have soaked their blood! Think about it carefully—when your child's grades make you proud, you feel proud! When your child's excellence makes you satisfied, you feel energized! When your child's academic goals give you peace of mind, you have hope for the future!"

"But what about you? What have you done for your children? You demand that their grades only go higher and higher, never lower! You demand that their excellence only get better and better, with no room for error! You demand that their academic goals be as high and satisfactory as possible, with no room for regression! Have you ever really cared about them? Have you done right by them? You should hug them and say, 'Child, you've worked so hard!'"

The white figure raised its arms and shouted, its sincere voice moving everyone, but something about it seemed off...

"Dear parents! Parents are the starting line for their children. Don't let your children lose at the starting line!"

"Perhaps not every family is wealthy enough, and not every parent can satisfy their child, but every parent can give their child enough love! Every parent should know that their child is their guarantee for the future, their child is their finish line! Don't feel that you're already set in stone. Cherry blossoms bloom every spring, and pine and cypress trees face the snow year after year. Why lament the decline of those with ambition? There is always time to be young and vibrant! You can decide where you are at the starting line, and you can become parents your child can be proud of!"

"Dear students, you are the guarantee of the future, the direction of the future. I know you don't study for yourselves; after all, studying for grades is a painful thing. If it were for yourselves, why would you deliberately do something painful? You study for your parents' expectations, for society's requirements, and for the meaning of life! Every student is wonderful, striving and dedicating themselves to their parents. Whether you are happy or sad for the standard of excellence, you all deserve your parents' gratitude! Children's hearts are full of love and gratitude, always diligently repaying the kindness of their parents. They swallow a thousand hardships, but smile as they say the road ahead is bright! Let us say thank you to all the children here—you have worked hard!"

"That concludes my speech."

Bai Ying gave a slight bow, then walked off the podium with her head held high in complete silence.

Behind the scenes, experts are having a tug-of-war with Principal Haibin.

"Hey! How am I supposed to give a speech like this? Was this part of the plan?!"

"Ahem, this was arranged by the student council. I'll go check on it—anyway, you'd better get started! It wouldn't be good if it fell flat!"

"I don't have time to revise the manuscript at the last minute!"

"It's not a big problem. Just pretend no one gave a speech."

"?"

"I paid the money."

"??"

After much persuasion, they finally managed to convince the other party to go upstairs. Principal Haibin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and called Yu Sheng over: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Yu Sheng looked as if his advisor had died: "Principal, he didn't even tell me, well... how should I put it..."

It can only be said that the Seaside Student Council had absolutely no experience with the seriousness of Bai Ying getting the microphone.

"Why are you stammering like that? I didn't say you did a bad job. The problem is you didn't inform me," Principal Haibin said with interest. "That student had a flexible mind, a unique way of thinking, a confident stage presence, and the content of the speech was particularly innovative... Not bad, not bad."

Yu Sheng: "Huh?"

Principal Haibin couldn't help but shake his head: "What's so hard to understand? Cursing is a terrible thing, but if you curse with artistry, literary flair, clear logic, and even the ability to draw the reader in, that's what makes a 'Declaration Against the Traitor'."

"That student is truly a genius who deserves to be struck by lightning."

……

A-choo——!

Bai Ying was walking home, having finished her speech, when she suddenly couldn't help but sneeze.

Huh? Who's talking about me? Speaking of which, today is Christmas Eve. For those who have a grudge, it's a holiday... Which girlfriend is thinking of spending the holiday with me?

Suddenly, the phone emitted a ringtone that read, "I am light, I am electricity, I am the only myth..."

Hello, who is this?

【I. 】

"Principal?" Bai Ying blinked and asked with a smile, "Is there something you need, Principal?"

Why are you giving a speech at the beach? And wearing your beach school uniform!

"Well, I am, after all, a controversial figure in the entertainment industry," Bai Ying said seriously. "As a public figure, isn't it normal to attend those kinds of events? If the principal is looking for someone to give a speech, I suggest you find Yongzhe to give a speech titled 'Thank You! My Parents!' With Yongzhe's abilities, he'll surely meet your expectations..."

[Ahem—tomorrow's the Christmas ball, are you trying to steal your girlfriend's thunder?]

"Of course not. I'm directly involved in the development and production of programs at Haibin. Don't you know I'm working as a consultant to plan programs for Haibin?"

What?! You traitor!

"What?! Why is the principal plotting a rebellion?!"

The student council president is truly a man of great talent and vision. He must lead the student council to do excellent work and bring honor to our school.

"That's only right—speaking of which, I also have some small plans for this Christmas ball..."

In just a few words, Bai Ying suddenly found herself chatting happily with the principal.

Plan pass!

Chapter 705, Chapter Eighty: Christmas Eve

Walking down the street today, I saw several couples walking hand in hand. I noticed a fruit shop displaying rows of bright red apples, and overheard people excitedly discussing holiday terms… It suddenly dawned on me that today is Christmas Eve, and tomorrow is Christmas Day.

[The word "festival" is joyous. Just mentioning a holiday can brighten up even the most indifferent and dull person, making them cheerful and celebratory.]

I just don't feel anything for holidays, whether they're traditional old festivals or new ones that have been created out of thin air. Perhaps it's because I've never been a big smileer since I was little. Every New Year, I'd get a few words of criticism from my elders for not smiling enough, so I became even less inclined to smile. When I first started school, my teachers would ask me to show filial piety to my mother on Mother's Day by washing her feet or giving her flowers. I've forgotten the embarrassment of that time, but I vaguely remember writing a poorly written essay about it.

[Later, as I grew older and more aware of the world, I discovered that there are so many holidays in the world—celebrating self-deprecating notions of being single, commemorating love, congratulating mothers, cheering for fathers, expressing gratitude to teachers, and even celebrating the act of consumption. I've never understood holidays; it's as if humans have become machines, required to express corresponding feelings and behaviors according to the year, month, and day.]

Now, walking down the street, feeling the Christmas spirit, and seeing the smiles on people's faces, my doubts suddenly became clear—since people celebrate the holiday so earnestly, they must usually feel lonely, weary of love, have conflicts with their parents, feel distant from and disrespectful of their teachers, and are frugal and unwilling to spend.

Having already had their joys and sorrows chewed up by life, they simply imitate the cheerful mood of the holidays.

Wishing you a Merry Christmas in advance.

As a semi-public figure who doesn't need others to set the tone and always sets his own, a few loyal fans quickly came from all sides with their keyboards.

In the short time it takes Bai Ying to ride a tram, she has already engaged in dozens of online battles with various haters.

As for the occasional 'urging for more updates' comments from fans, Bai Ying chose to ignore them.

Lately, I've been shuttling between Kaihama and Soubu, and I also have to prepare several programs—a light novel? A new movie? A new TV series?

I'm working hard.jpg

Bai Ying, wielding the Nine Keys of Dugu, easily drove away numerous haters, then stepped off the tram and returned to her apartment with light steps.

So the question is, where should we sleep tonight?

The white figure stood in the middle of the corridor, glancing to the right at Yukino Yukinoshita's house and to the left at Mai Sakurajima's house—Christmas Eve suddenly felt like it was filled with an aura of death. It seemed that no matter whose house you went to, you would face a hellish battlefield where you would be smashed to pieces. Even girlfriends who don't care much about holidays would care about what their boyfriends did on holidays, right?

Aside from the fact that it's too long to read, she excitedly announced today that her family has prepared a sumptuous feast and she can't wait to eat the turkey.

Well—as the art of war says: It is better to take the initiative than to sit and wait for death!

Bai Ying decisively took out her phone and opened the group chat.

【White Shadow's Wonderful Acting Room】

[BaiLiGeBai: @SakurajimaMai, let's spend Christmas Eve together, without inviting anyone else.]

[Bai Li Ge Bai: @Yukino Yukinoshita, let's spend Christmas Eve together, without inviting anyone else.]

[Bai Li Ge Bai: @Xue Zhi Xia Da Da Da, let's spend Christmas Eve together, without inviting anyone else.]

[Bai Li Ge Bai: @Feng Bin and Hua, let's spend Christmas Eve together, without inviting anyone else.]

[Sakurajima Mai: ?]

[Yukikinoshita Yukino:? 】

[Yukinoshita Daidai: ?]

[Toyohama Kazuka: Huh?]

[Bai Li Ge Bai: Why are you here?!]

[Yukinoshita Daidai: First, let's rule out the possibility that the jerk didn't enable private messaging.]

[Sakurajima Mai: What kind of loud whispering is that?]

[Yukino Yukinoshita: Is Shiro-kun perhaps not knowing who to contact during the holiday, so he's planning to slip through the cracks?]

[Bai Li Ge Bai: Damn it! You actually found out my perfect plan! How could you be so smart?!]

[Yukikinoshita Yukino:...]

[Bai Li Ge Bai: It's come to this, you two should duel! The White Shadow is only fit for the strong!]

Click.

The door on the right was pushed open, and Yukino Yukinoshita stood in the doorway, gazing intently at the white figure pressing a phone.

Bai Ying was a little surprised and quickly smacked the phone screen with her fingers.

[Bai Li Ge Bai: The hero has jumped the gun! Everyone, come to the rescue!]

The rescue was swift; in the blink of an eye, Yukinoshita Haruno, Sakurajima Mai, and Toyohama Kazuka appeared behind Yukinoshita Yukino...

The white-robed figure paused for a moment, then asked, "When will your duel begin?"

Yukinoshita blinked innocently, "Hey~ can little Yukino have her head?"

"Your way of playing is still too abnormal."

……

Yukino's house was largely unchanged and undecorated. The only thing that stood out was that some drinks had been purchased. The kitchen was bustling with activity, and the enticing aroma of oil wafted out.

When it comes to classic Christmas Eve dishes, roast turkey is the obvious choice.

Chef Yukinoshita prepared the ingredients early in the morning. She washed the fresh turkey, soaked it to remove the blood, pierced it with toothpicks, massaged it all over with a mixture of butter and spices, covered it with plastic wrap, and refrigerated it to marinate. To remove the turkey's odor and infuse it with flavor, both careful techniques and sufficient time are essential.

After school, the turkey was already marinated. The sauce was prepared, and some flavorful vegetables and fruits were stuffed into the turkey's cavity. Then, side dishes and spices were spread across the baking tray. Chef Yukino put on heat-resistant gloves and placed the turkey in the oven. She then needed to constantly monitor the turkey to prevent any parts from burning, and periodically remove it, brush on a fresh layer of sauce, and reposition it to continue baking in the oven.

Turkey prepared this way is not only extremely flavorful and juicy, but also completely free of any burnt bits.

Is it really necessary to go to such lengths and spend so much time just to prepare a turkey at home? In today's convenient and efficient world, does it seem like an unnecessary effort?

Master Yukinoshita commented on this.

"If you only need to eat a turkey, this is obviously not efficient enough. But if you are preparing a turkey for family and friends, this is just right. When you do something for someone, you suddenly feel the relationship between you deeply—you will be surprised at how happy and joyful you are when you do something for others. It is a very happy thing to have someone who makes you forget about gains and losses, efficiency and fatigue, and you just want to share the fruits of your labor with them."

"If you feel happy, why would you care whether that happiness is efficient?"

Master Yukinoshita spoke calmly about the philosophy of life as she took the turkey out of the oven and suddenly turned around, raising her thick, heat-resistant gloves.

"Bai Jun, do you want to know the temperature of my hand?"