I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

She is one of the few student council presidents who have been elected unanimously!

And this time is a necessary time.

When Yuuki Asuna finished speaking, the expressions of each minister were serious. The continuous statements of Shizuka Shizuka and Asuna Yuuki let them know that this meeting will not give them room for bargaining.

Immediately afterwards, Shigiya Kaguya appeared!

Most of the time, she rarely intervenes in the discussions of the ministers, and most of them adopt an observant attitude, just like the ancient emperor, who only has the right to make decisions.

Except for the last time I kept refuting Makoto Jingu's proposal because of impulse.

This time she spoke straight to the subject and started to propose her solution, which is equivalent to Shizuka Hiratsuka starting the conversation and setting the tone, with Asuna Yuki as the support, and Teru Shinomiya as the main C.

Everyone naturally listened carefully, and the more we listened, the weirder the expression became.

Including Makoto Jingu, who is working hard to control her sleepiness beside her.

Because these proposals put forward by Shimiya Kaguya... happen to be made by Makoto Jingu yesterday.

Most of the content has not changed, but it has been optimized in some details, which can be regarded as an optimized version of the proposal proposed by Makoto Jingu.

This...

Jingu Cheng even felt that he could save a province.

Shigiya Kaguya did not have the shame of the so-called plagiarism at all, but showed a majestic posture, as if these proposals were really her own.

No, why did you argue so vigorously yesterday?

Isn't this slap yourself in the face?

It is precisely because everyone present knows that Shigiya Kaguya is an extremely proud character, and logically speaking, he absolutely disdains the practice of plagiarism.

But she just used it, and she said so confidently. Isn't it easy to draw a conclusion about this?

Everyone glanced at each other and looked at each other, confirming again that yesterday's Vice President of the Fourth House was completely inspiring.

As for why he has repeatedly refuted Makoto Jingu's proposal, um, girl, it's normal to use emotions, understand and understand.

For a while, the eyes of other ministers looking at Makoto Jingong became extremely ambiguous, as if saying that you really have a way to coax your girlfriend!

Jingu Makoto looked at the ambiguous and playful expressions of these guys, really bitter and speechless.

You really have you, you deserve to be the eldest lady of the Sigong Family, this kind of invisible declaration of sovereignty is really a good time.

Of course, some people's expressions are particularly smelly.

Jingu Makoto felt a murderous gaze from not far away, and quietly lay on the table again to play dead.

Niancheng Asuna also gradually narrowed the corners of her mouth with a soft smile, looking at Makoto Jingu as if she was looking at a scumbag.

Keke, go back to the meeting itself.

Makoto Jingu's proposal is fine, and most opinions are compatible with the work of various departments.

The failure to pass last time was purely because of Shigiya Kaguya's willfulness.

This time it was proposed by Shinomiya Kaguya herself. Although Shizuka Hiratsuka was a little unhappy this time, she could only endure the dissatisfaction from the bottom of her heart for official business.

Hiratsuka has no comments, and Yuuki Asuna is also thinking about business, and has no comments.

Qianhua's words, let alone say, although her expression is also a bit stinky.

So this meeting decided on most of the arrangements for cultural festivals: based on the proposal of Makoto Jingu.

Until the end of the meeting, Si Gong Huiye's face was filled with triumphant expressions.

For her, this is a win-win situation.

It not only solved the problem of the specific arrangement of the cultural festival, but also invisibly brushed up a wave of own existence, leaving a "deep" impression on everyone.

Most importantly, she knew that Makoto Jingu must be speechless, even a little angry.

But he has no choice but to bite the bullet and accept this misunderstanding.

Hey, this is the upright and arrogant plan.

Shigiya Huiye didn't bother to use such a direct and naked sedition as a teacher.

After the meeting, Makoto Jingu stood up and prepared to go back to eat.

He is indeed a bit hungry now. The fierce battle last night consumed a lot of his physical strength, and the early morning breakfast could not add much.

But Shizuka stopped him: "Jingu-san, if you stay, I have something to tell you."

Shinomiya Kaguya glanced at Hiratsuka in surprise, then quickly looked at Makoto Jingu, his bright eyes seemed to ask, "What did you commit again?"

Jingu Makoto glared back at her mercilessly: You did a good job yourself.

Upon seeing this, Shimiya Kaguya smiled slyly, and patted him on the shoulder pretending to be innocent: "Hurry up, there will be nothing left anymore."

Fujiwara Chika followed Kaguya, but from time to time she turned her head and looked at Jingu Makoto murmurly, her small eyes staring at Jingu Makoto a little panic.

Yuki Asuna also deliberately walked to his side, and said softly, with a non-smiling smile: "You are really amazing, brother."

Well, it sounds like a compliment to him, but Jingong Makoto knows what it means.

Makoto Jingu really wanted to strangle Kaguya Sigiya at this time.

After being so disturbed by her, he had to fry the pan in all aspects that he managed to stabilize.

Bang~

The door of the meeting room closed, leaving Makoto Jingu and Shizuka Hiratsuka alone.

With no others, Hiratsuka's tight face let out a chill, and even his voice became sharp.

"Now, Jingu-san, can you explain to me your relationship with Sigong-san?"

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ps: Seeking a blade, wailing.

Chapter 123: Disappointment!

Out of sight, those long legs hidden under the table and covered by black trousers have quietly turned up.

Patter~patter~

The high-heeled shoes hit the tiles on the floor sharply and rhythmically. The sound became stronger and stronger, like a denser drumbeat. The densely packed sound penetrated into Jingong Makoto's heart, as if ringing in his heart.

Jingu Makoto sighed, turned around and said, "I said it was an ordinary classmate relationship, you definitely don't believe it."

"Ah."

Only Hiratsuka snorted quietly in response to him.

"Look, you know it will be this kind of reaction."

Jingu Makoto shrugged, stepped to her side, and stretched out his hand to press Hiratsuka's shoulder.

This action is not very intimate, and there are also common friends.

But his hand seemed to have a kind of magical power. As long as he touched him, the grievance and anger that rose from Hiratsuka Jingxin's heart, the courage that couldn't help but want to ask him face-to-face was instantly retreated, obviously just holding it gently, It's like holding her heart.

Shizuka had no choice but to pretend to be disgusted, "Don't touch me~"

Well, it's just that the words and sentences that sound full of resistance are mixed with a bit of shyness, and they are not very angry. There are dramas and dramas.

Makoto Jingu immediately understood, pressing her shoulders and kneading gently.

Hiratsuka was proud of her heart secretly, but she still had to stiff her mouth: "Quickly let me go, what does it look like, this is the school."

Makoto Jingong lowered his head and sniffed her hair, and said softly beside the white earlobe: "What are you afraid of, the doors are closed, no one will see."

"Or, is there a surveillance camera here?"

Makoto Jingu raised his head, looked around, pretending to be looking for a hidden camera.

Hiratsuka Jingjiao said, "Is there a camera? This is not a classroom for class."

"Oh?" Makoto Jingong's mouth raised a touch of playfulness, and exclaimed warmly from her jade neck: "The teacher is really careful and found a conference room without a camera."

These words made Hiratsuka Shizuo even more embarrassed and unbearable, and her white face did not consciously blush.

What is meant by deliberately finding a conference room without a camera, the student union has always held meetings here.

It sounds like she was deliberately seducing Makoto Jingu by Shizuzu Hiratsuka.

She couldn't help but patted his hand, Liu frowned: "What nonsense."

"Have it?"

Jingu Makoto pretended to be stupid: "Could it be that the camera is hidden in this meeting room?"

Hiratsuka quietly turned around in shame, and threw an iron fist without hesitation. This stinky boy still plays these word games with himself.

Patter

The slender jade hand was tightly grasped, and Jingu Makoto said, "This trick is useless to me, you should have known it a long time ago."

"Violence is illegal, my dear teacher."

Jingu Makoto bent over a little, poked her on the forehead, and said inexplicably dotingly.

Hiratsuka made a hard effort, but didn't move. How could her strength be comparable to Makoto Jingu, who has a bug.

Ugh...

She gave up altogether, and Jingu Makoto held her little hand and carefully looked at it.

Needless to say, the slender hands are white, and even the roots of the jade fingers are very slender. There is no color on the nails, and they are pure and white.

Hiratsuka also pays great attention to cleanliness, and his nails are well trimmed.

Although you don't have long nails, the nail cover itself is long.

This kind of hand shape is very fond of Jingong Makoto. He couldn't help but admired: "Wrapped in white jade, it is slender and flawless. It is really a beautiful wrist."

Generally speaking, girls who seem to be tall have long fingers, and their fingernails are wide and long. Even if they don't have long nails, they will look good.

Hiratsuka is not very high, but it is definitely far above average.

Sure enough, the real beauty is beautiful everywhere, leaving no blind spots with blemishes.

His pile of slightly literal compliments looked a little immature in front of Shizuka Hiratsuka, a Mandarin teacher.

She chuckled, her dark blue eyes outlined a few touches of brilliance, and jokingly said, "Where is such an idiom? You didn't make it up."

"Ha, this is not the point worth paying attention to."

Makoto Jingu was a little embarrassed, but he was really real.

"Almost forgot, you are a Mandarin teacher, I seem to be a fool."

Holding up her little hand, Jingu Cheng said seriously: "Actually, I want to say that your hands are beautiful, and I like them very much."

Hiratsuka took out his hand and said with a faint smile: "What is something to like about an old woman like me, how can I compare with a young girl?"

Hiratsuka generally taboos others to talk about her age. After all, age and weight are taboo topics for that woman.

However, she deliberately ridiculed her age at this time, which was really unusual.

She would not easily drive herself, once she opened herself, the consequences would be very serious.

Jingu Cheng heard this, the expression on his face was slightly frozen, and he said softly: "Teacher, where are you an old woman? This age is the most beautiful moment in a woman's life."

"In other words, your beauty has just begun."

What he said was half flattery and half sincere.

The most beautiful stage in a woman's life happens to be the ten years between the age of twenty-five and thirty-five.

Although the ones below this stage are pure and moving and full of pure collagen, they are inevitably naive and have too many unrealistic fantasies.

Higher than this stage is that although it is mature and restrained, exuding attractive mature temperament all the time, but after all, the age cannot be maintained, and no beautiful skin can withstand the passage of time.

At this stage, in the past ten years, I have stepped into society and experienced setbacks. I have tasted the warmth and warmth of real human feelings. I have become proficient in dealing with people. I have abandoned my childishness and become mature. But I have not completely lost my faith. There is still hope for the future, so that it will not be discouraged and overwhelmed with aging twilight.

No matter internally or externally, these ten years have been beautiful scenery, just right.

Hiratsuka pursed his mouth quietly, looking at the sincerity in his eyes, and for a while, he was moved by him.

What she always worried about was that her age was too different from him.