About my hopeless brother and sister

Chapter 165 About My Unintentionally Formed Ashram

"So, what do you mean by that, Qin Feng."

Qin Lan asked me as she stood in front of the table, looking at the three people in front of her.

Although I was standing behind Qin Lan at the moment, I could still feel Qin Lan's anger that was almost about to explode. But I think it's better to pretend that I don't feel it at this time. After all, I hadn't done anything wrong, and Qin Lan said that she didn't want me to be alone with Song Yixin, so I called Lin Yiran.

And Wu Moxi, this wasn't intentional on my part, it was because Wu Moxi was the duty student tonight, so I stayed behind.

"What's wrong? Elyssa, we really just happened to be together oh."

Lin Yiran tilted his head and said with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah, this world really has all kinds of coincidences ah we actually got together on the same night for almost the same reason!"

Qin Lan somewhat angrily threw her bag on the side table, then very unladylike she straddled her chair and looked at Song Yixin across the table.

Song Yixin didn't react much though, she looked at her speech, raised her pen and said, "Is this the reason you're referring to?"

"Ah, that's not why I'm staying then ah, I'm staying because Little Wind wants me to."

Lin Yiran sat off to the side, looking languidly at the three people who were preparing to revise their manuscripts.

"Well, Yiran, please send Song Yixin and Wu Moxi back with your car then."

I nodded and said to Lin Yiran. Lin Yiran looked at me, then tilted his head and said, "No problem, but how do I get back? Ah, I don't think I'll have any problem going around the far side."

"I'll give you a ride."

I looked over at Qin Lan and immediately changed my mind. Qin Lan glared at me and ruffled her hair irritably, a few of her hairs sticking up like an irritated lion because of her master's rough movements. She took out her manuscript and tapped erratically with the cap of her pen, the monotonous clash of plastic and wood echoing through the classroom.

Sitting around a table with several manuscripts spread out, the three of them maintained a very silent but friendly stability. Although the three were competitors, they didn't hold anything against each other. After all, they were friends, I guess. But I felt that there was really too little display of friendship between them.

"Qin Feng, that... can you help me look here?"

Wu Moxie stands up and walks over to me, bending down beside me and handing me the manuscript.

She stood beside me, the side of her face right in front of my face, her right hand gathering her hair, looking down at the manuscript in my hand. The faint scent of her body surrounds me, and if I'm not mistaken, my shoulders seem to rub against strange places.

It was the first time I saw Wu Moxi's manuscript, I roughly looked at it, I saw at the beginning the first three examples of the paragraphs that I could see in the Baidu "speech for running for student council president". This kind of manuscript, how to say, can be said to meet the requirements, but this is just a standard thing.

I saw the last line, and there's nothing wrong with the Mohee Wu piece, it's a pretty standard campaign piece. I think we can put this one into Baidu as well. However, because it's so standard, I didn't see Wu Moxie's features. What is Wu Moxie's feature? In fact, I don't think that Wu Moxie's characteristics are suitable for being a student council president, and I don't think Wu Moxie has the decision to be a student council president yet.

"Well, it's fine, basically just don't be nervous."

I said encouraging her by returning the manuscript to Wu Mohee. I'm a disciplined person, I said that I'm going to help Song Yixin's campaign succeed, then I can't help Wu Mo Xi and Qin Lan, next no matter what Qin Lan and Wu Mo Xi say, I use "um" "pretty good" "I'm I'm very skilled at solving this kind of problem with a very perfunctory answer.

Wu Mo Xi laughed, took the script and said, "That... that... it's my first time speaking in front of the whole school too, I'm really nervous..."

"There's nothing to be nervous about, didn't you run for office once more in front of the class? It's the same thing, actually, and the good thing about this one is that you should know that no one can see your face."

"Yeah? That... but I'm still nervous..." said Wu Moxie, embarrassed, touching her head.

"Qin Feng, do you think I should amend this piece to not be so tough?"

Just as I was about to answer, Song Yixin suddenly stood to the side of me, holding a manuscript and asked me.

I received Song Yixin's manuscript. In fact, this is the one I am most familiar with, starting from the first line "Dear leaders, dear students" to the last line "Thank you all", all of which have my sweat and inspiration in them.

"There's nothing wrong with being tough, I think this is the kind of place where it's all about emphasis, and it wouldn't reflect the finesse of your investigation if you used a flat tone."

"But if you're too forceful, will it seem aggressive?"

"I think it's okay, after all, the purpose of your piece is to draw attention to it, and being a bit more aggressive will get people to notice, I guess. But that's up to you then, after all, I'm not sure what the situation was."

"To consider what was going on at the time?"

Song Yixin tilted her head in puzzlement.

I nodded, remembering what the chairman had told me, that it was important to consider the mood of the audience, if the weather was bad, windy, rainy, hot, the tone should be as calm as possible, and it should be over as soon as possible, never delay, and at this time, don't think about mobilizing the crowd or anything, everyone was suffering so badly there would definitely be no response.

"Look at the reaction of everyone at that time, if the underground is noisy or if it's obvious that the attention is not there, then it's important to emphasize it, if you said you grasp everyone's attention in the beginning, then feel free to do so."

Song Yixin nodded thoughtfully and sat back down. After looking over here, she huffed and scratched on the paper with her pen, not sure if she deleted something or wrote something, but I don't think it's likely that she wrote anything. The mood was looking very unpleasant now.

Song Yixin returned to her seat and then slowly and methodically revised her things. Wu Moxi, on the other hand, looked on with a frown, as if she wasn't very happy with her manuscript. The classroom fell back into an awkward silence, no one spoke or looked at each other, only the clock ticked by.

Maybe we should go and appease Qin Lan?

However, it doesn't look like I need to be placated. Song Yixin looked at the time, stood up, closed her pen, and said, "It's getting late, if we stay any longer the school will be clearing people out, so let's go."

"Mm."

It was also true that we had to leave at this time, and for the first time I felt that this period of time was actually so long and difficult. In the past, when it was just Song Yixin and I, we were a bit silent but it wasn't so hard, but now that there were more people, not only was it not lively, it was even more impossible to talk.

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, help me open..."

Lin Yiran handed a can of coffee to my ear and touched me and said. I took the coffee, looked at her, and said, "Coffee tonight? Don't you sleep?"

"How can this coffee be that great, I just quite like the sweet taste of it."

I pulled the can open and then handed it to Lin Yiran. Lin Yiran took the coffee and drank it down with gusto. Then he stood up and said, "Yixin, Mo Xi, I'll have my driver take you home. It's really not safe in the middle of the night. Don't let Qin Feng run both ways either, after all, Qin Feng is going home early too. Sister is still waiting."

Song Yixin looked at me with sympathy and helplessness in her eyes, nodded her head and said, "Well, that's going to be troublesome for you again, Lin Yiran."

"No trouble or no trouble, I don't mind. The main thing is the driver, so Yixin, Mo Xi, let's go ah."

In front of the school, we went in the exact opposite direction, Wu Mo Xi and Song Yixin got into the black sedan that I was now very familiar with and drove onto a road that didn't have many cars. I was walking with Lin Yiran and Qin Lan on the other side. It wasn't my usual road to drop Song Yixin off, but the scenery had barely changed, the trees on a street wouldn't be any different, the lights would be the same, only the people, different.

"Yiran aren't you usually very busy, I can tell you've been busy lately too, and you still have this spare time to be a full-time driver?"

Qin Lan looked at Lin Yiran and said.

"It's nothing, although work is busy, but I don't have any leisure time, I'm already used to it. Besides, Xiao Feng asked me to come, even if I'm busy, I must come over."

Lin Yiran looked at me with a smile and said, "After all, Little Breeze has never asked me for anything, so of course I'm very happy to be able to ask for my help."

"Che..."

Qin Lan gave a discontented cut, then said, "Qin Feng why do you always have to trouble Lin Yiran ah."

"Ah... that... do you want me to send Song Yixin back to you after I've sent you the other way?"

You're the one who made the unrealistic request, so I'm going to solve it the best way I can. I can't run both ways, otherwise I'll be home in an hour. The president won't sleep until I get back, but that doesn't delay her getting mad at me for being sleepy. What's more, there's still some work to do at home, and all this down, I have to go past twelve to rest and get up early the next day, am I Superman?

"It's not troublesome ah, but Lan Lan you always trouble Xiao Feng well, although we grew up together, but now we have to think about each other."

Although Lin Yiran was supposed to be blaming Qin Lan, her face still had a bright smile on it, making it a bit hard to get angry. As the saying goes, you can't extend a hand without a smile, but Lin Yiran could only avoid such words in a joking manner.