About my hopeless brother and sister

"Huh? Oh."

I nodded, I didn't know what Song Yixin had come to see me about, among these girls, Song Yixin and I had the weakest relationship because we weren't in the same class, and Song Yixin and I didn't have any reason why we had to meet during class, and we weren't in the same club, the only chance to see each other was to meet occasionally in the hallway, or when I was bored and watched them play tennis from the club room window.

"Hello, Qin Feng."

Song Yixin stood at the entrance of our class, waiting for me against the wall, Song Yixin was considered a very pretty girl, so there were still quite a few boys who would look at her. Song Yixin was waiting for me, which made me a little embarrassed. Because it's easy to be misunderstood.

"Song Yixin, what do you want to see me about?"

I said hello, or decided to make a quick decision, after all, I still needed to get back to cooking. The fact that Song Yixin came to me at this time meant that she must need my help with something, I hoped that it wasn't some time-consuming job that would be best delayed, I didn't want it to be some domestic dispute between you and your brother for me to settle.

"Well, there's something I'd like to ask you, and Chairman Qin Yun, for help."

Song Yixin nodded with a smile and took the lead, ready to go upstairs. I was stunned, I didn't expect Song Yixin to look for me to ask for help from the chairman as well, the chairman is a very principled person and usually doesn't show favoritism in business matters, if Song Yixin wanted to use me as a knockout, then she would be despised by the chairman.

"Ta-ta..."

Standing in front of the student union's classroom door, Song Yixin politely knocked on the door, there was the sound of a chair moving on the other side of the door, and then, the door was pulled open.

"Ah, brother, Yixin, what do you want?"

It was the president who opened the door, but there were some people inside who were packing up the papers in their hands, and it looked like they had just finished the meeting. Actually, there should be nothing going on with the student council now, after all, this group of people were almost all seniors, and they were usually busy studying, moreover, there were almost no school activities and nothing big happening with the club, so the meeting was probably ended hastily.

"Hello President Qin Yun, I'd like to see the student council's documents, is that okay?"

Song Yixin bowed slightly and asked the chairman.

The chairman's eyebrows moved, then looked at me, as if asking me why, I shrugged my shoulders, indicating that I didn't know, I was just an innocent eater. The president looked at Song Yixin again helplessly, then said, "What's the matter? There's nothing valuable or confidential about the student council's documents, but I want to know why."

"That, I want to know what the student council president is required to do, what to do with those documents, and what rules are there for the placement of the documents and such."

Song Yixin replied with ease, her chesty appearance not only scared me, but seemed to shock the president as well. The chairman tilted his head, a little shocked, but quickly adjusted his expression to reveal a smile and said, "Yixin you're very confident, but it's true that you should know this as well. This kind of thing should have been done after the primary election, but since you're here, there's no reason for me to refuse you."

One by one, the members of the student council walked out, leaving only the three of us. The president looked at me with a bad smile on her lips, my trouble detecting antenna immediately detected that the president was the one plotting against me, but I still needed to know what she was trying to do against me.

"Well, let me show you."

The chairman made my way to the door and we walked into the classroom, in the middle of the room was the composed rectangular table for discussion, which was really just the table put together. On the other wall were a few shelves with folders neatly placed on them, and I saw that they were all lined up by month. It's amazing how this school can actually organize a folder of files every month.

"These are the bills from the student union, the student union doesn't have a fixed amount of money, all the money needed for the project must be written a request form first, the school approves the release of money, every single one of them must have an invoice or receipt, after that it must be reviewed once and submitted to the school. Remember, it is important not to make unreasonable requests for too much money, which will not be approved. So, be careful when presenting your proposal."

The president pointed to a book that looked like it had been used for several years, Song Yixin carefully opened the ledger, the student council actually didn't have its own funds, well, but it was normal, giving money to a group of high school students would inevitably lead to extravagance and waste in order to pursue one-sided luxury.

"This is the program of every time we activity, the student union organized activities in fact a lot, you see the games, cultural festival, planning are student union. Every time you plan, there should be at least three sets of plans, the advantages and disadvantages of these three sets of plans should be marked clearly, the student union president reviews and collates the feasibility, budget, favorable and unfavorable conditions of each plan, and finally submits it to the school. The school chooses one, returns it down to the President, and the Student Council begins to set it up."

The president slid his fingers over a few folders and said, "Every proposal should be backed up, and after the final event, write a summary report that will include the initial design of this event, all the proposals put forward, the three proposals selected, the final implementation, the final report, the budget, the bills, all organized into one folder, and then priced well. "

Song Yixin's face was clearly a bit confused, as was mine, I never thought that a high school student council would have so many things to consider. Although the student council is just an executive department and the school still makes the decisions for these events, but it's really not easy for the student council to rely on a group of students to set up for such a large event.

I originally thought that the student council was just checking the morning tardiness and school rules and regulations, but I didn't expect that the student council was so busy.

I'm not in the student council, maybe, can't see a lot of things.

The president, is such a person, who suffers through this alone.

She's really great. She took on all of this by herself, from having no experience at all to becoming the capable student council president she is now, and in the years that she has become student council president, she has not only increased the school clubs and raised their status, but she has also perfectly taken care of the layout of all the activities, and in this aspect of school rules and discipline, she has maintained a delicate balance between the students and the school.

She was too good.

I looked at the side of the chairman's face, and she was truly one, so perfect that I couldn't even be jealous.

She is so proud as my sister.

She's my sister, I can say that proudly, on every occasion.

"Here is the information of the societies, the number of people, application forms, nature, and projects of each society must be recorded, and every time the society is inspected, it must be rigorous, no matter what the society is, it must be banned if it does not meet the standards. When approving societies, care must also be taken, not those that the school doesn't like."

Ah, I see the literature club folder, can I take it down?

"There's also school discipline, which is a priority, and it's important to remember that the student body's checks are not too strict or too lenient, depending on you. Generally speaking, minor mistakes that are unimportant should be left alone, and only issues of principle should not be tolerated. For all the problems that are investigated, a report is written and saved, and if you turn up later, there is an explanation. By the way, the student council has no disciplinary power, so you can only ask for names and classes for any violations of school rules you find, and then write up a report and submit it to the guidance office. Once a week, keep a backup. It's up to you how to write this list."

The president patted Song Yixin's shoulder, walked over to the last shelf, and said, "This contains the student council's personnel movements, and also the summary of the student council's work, which is summarized once a week. That's it, is there anything else?"

"No more... that..."

Song Yixin smiled a little awkwardly and said, "Chairman Qin Yun, you but, really, so amazing... so many things..."

"No, it's not just me, the Vice President has helped us a lot, a lot really. It's all of the student body here, all of us who got this together."

The president looked at the bookshelf, her hand gently resting on a folder, her eyes full of memories, as if she was remembering everything that happened here. I don't know how hard the members of the student council work, and I don't know how much pressure the president carries, but here I never hear the president complain.

Here, the president has, perhaps, gone through tough, but happy times.

Now, she's leaving this place.

"Sister, do you have any memories of this place, stay?"

I stood behind the president and asked quietly, afraid of shattering his memory.

"Memories? A souvenir? The question..."

The president turned around, looked at Song Yixin, and mumbled something as if he didn't understand what I said.

"To be honest, I don't miss this place. Because, I have no regrets, I have no regrets about every single thing I've done. For this place, I can proudly say that I did my best. Even if I was given more time, I couldn't have gotten better, so I don't have much left to miss."

The would-be president tossed her own hair, and with an easy smile, she replied.

My sister, is really, very powerful.

Able to make herself, not regret it at all.

How the hell did she do that? Her ability to make her not regret it? Or does she have the mindset that will keep her from regretting it?

Or maybe, both together?

I believe that the President faces whatever adversity she faces with a smile on her face, even if it means shedding tears that we won't see. The President has a very strong heart and I believe that there is nothing she cannot do in this world.

Am I, in comparison, too fearful? What would I do if I were facing this? Have I been using so-called meaninglessness to get away from the things I can't do? To comfort your ordinary self with the argument that this thing doesn't make sense?

The things I'm not willing to do, the things I perceive as meaningless.

It's because I can't do it.

Or is it because I don't want to?

Chapter 150 - The Little Trouble Song Yixin and I Encountered

"So now you're just going to come over here every day and take a look? Though I don't see much point in looking at it."