After leaving the conference room gate, Asukakawa removed the title effect and checked the news about Yukiko Ai.

It turned out that a female classmate in Class (e) accidentally scratched her arm while cleaning. Because she was a girl, her companions were frightened when they saw her hands full of blood, which made the whole corridor go crazy and even alarmed the Feng Discipline Committee patrolling nearby.

Yuki Ai arrived as soon as possible and sent the girl to the infirmary. When she came back, she wanted to tell the (e) class squad leader that it would be better to visit him, but the wealthy Kubo was not here, Yuki Ai was in trouble for a while.

When I was worried, I was reminded by my classmates in the class that I could ask Kanya Jun to say that the big Kubo also said in the class that if he was not here, I would like to ask Kanya for something as soon as possible. Kanya would definitely be able to handle it well.

Asakusa looked at the text message on his phone and scratched his head.

It's quite urgent to see this way, and my classmates can't ignore it.

"Hiss...the infirmary?"

After calling the big Kubo, Akikawa explained the situation in detail, and then he temporarily gave up on the idea of ​​finding his senior sister, and decided to go to the infirmary to take a look first.

"I'm really troubled by Mr. Shen Gu. I was in the teaching office. I just saw that the class group was in an uproar. The girls were so scared. If I was not there among the boys, Mr. Shen Gu will have the best popularity. I'll comfort my injured classmates for me. I'll go back immediately after the meeting... I'll help you!"

"Small matters, keep busy with your business, there is no problem with me here."

It was obvious that the tone of the wealthy Kubo was quite anxious. He probably took a step to make a call next to him. I was afraid that the head of the teaching department and the class monitors of each class were waiting for him to continue the meeting, so he was in a hurry to hang up the phone and go back.

The regular meeting of the student union last week and Friday not only mobilized the campus cultural festivals of the student union members, but also determined a lot of division of labor and deployments on campus cultural festivals.

What Chukano and Yuki Ai were dealing with just now were these trivial matters—

For example, in addition to clubs, the classes in the school are not without nothing. They arrange venues, make props, are responsible for planning, prepare their own class themes, etc.

Because of the emergencies in Class (e), Asakawa had to say to Chuluye on the line, and the negotiations between her and her senior sister had to be delayed until night.

Chuluye didn't have any hope for this matter, but just briefly replied to a disdainful tone and disappeared.

Asakusa looked at the reply letter on his phone that seemed to be venting anger, smiled and put on his phone, and rushed to the infirmary.

Almost the whole morning reading was spent. Just when the bell was about to ring in the first class, Kubo, a big man, gasped and pushed open the door of the infirmary compartment.

"Hug...sorry, I'm late!"

Kubo, the big man, said gasping while holding the door.

Asuka sat on the bench, half turned around and looked at him, comforting: "Don't be so anxious. The doctor has already seen it. He was accidentally scratched by an iron tablet. The wound is not serious, but there is some rust on the iron tablet. It's safer. You still need to get a tetanus injection."

The doctor went to dispense medicine. The girl's arm had been disinfected and treated. It was nothing serious. She was raising her pillow and lying on the head of the bed to rest.

Before the big Kubo came, she was telling Akikawa about her pain and fear at that time because the amount of bleeding was indeed a bit scary.

Then Asikawa comforted her with his excellent language skills, and the atmosphere gradually eased. The two of them gradually talked and laughed. She was deeply attracted by Asikawa's humor and witty, and her heart was rippling.

Seeing that the big Kubo had arrived, Akikawa had no need to stay, he stood up and said goodbye.

The girl on the bed felt disappointed when she saw this, and a trace of indescribable expression flashed across her face. She pursed her lips and wanted to keep Aoichuan and chat with her for a while. After all, when she was injured and helpless, it was so happy to have a gentle and handsome guy accompany her.

"Hey, is Kamiya Jun going back now?" Kubo scratched his head, feeling as if he was here to drive Kamiya Jun away.

"I have told the teacher that it doesn't matter if you don't go back. Moreover, the first class is math self-study. No matter how you think about it, you'll be more comfortable staying here, right?"

"No, I happened to be a little busy on the weekend. I saved up some exercises and didn't do it. I went back to take advantage of the self-study class to deal with it... Oh, this self-study class on Monday morning has really helped."

But Asukao was very determined and wanted to leave without any delay, so the girl looked at the wealthy Kubo with some resentment.

The big Kubo shrugged and thought to himself how I knew you two were having fun chatting. If I had known, I would not have been so anxious.

Asakawa smiled and said goodbye to the big man Kubo, his face quickly returned to normal as soon as he left the infirmary.

With his ability, how could he not tell that the girl was interested in him?

And in order to calm her emotions, Asuka was trying to make her happy as much as possible.

Girls are less resistant to humorous boys, but they are completely resistant to handsome guys.

Tomorrow River is both funny and handsome, rounding it up means giving it to you for free.

If it were before, he might have enjoyed the ambiguous feeling of slowly seducing girls and letting them fall into his own gentle homeland, but I don’t know when it started, but he felt that it was just that.

It would be interesting to go back to the classroom to chat with Ryosuke and Haruna in the infirmary.

As long as Haruna is not evil, she is still quite cute!

Before school in the morning, Kubo, a wealthy man, took out half of the class to hold a meeting.

He went to the teaching office for a meeting today. The task assigned by Class (e) was to assist the canteen in the work of mobile stalls.

Of course, in addition to the tasks assigned by the school, Kubo, a big player, also needs to brainstorm and think about how to do the "theme shop" of his class.

During the cultural festival, the campus is the performance area for the clubs, and the teaching building is the home court for each class.

During the cultural festival, each class can decorate and redecorate its own classroom, and transform the classroom into any theme without destroying the walls.

Grocery shops, teahouses, even cafes, mahjong halls, and game halls. As long as the class can get the corresponding utensils, everything is easy to say.

Rich people come here to move a bunch of desktop computers and it’s okay to open an Internet cafe. Just get it away after the cultural festival is over.

Even during the cultural festival, it is not prohibited to open a store in the school. Students can take out the things they don’t use in the class or their own personal belongings to sell them.

For these rich children, this kind of activity is actually just for fun. They will not be short of money at all, just to get a stall or have fun with their classmates.

In a serious school, it is rare to have such a happy time to have fun and play with friends. This happiness is not just about selling something, or the short-term pleasure of defeating opponents in the King of Fighters game.

What they enjoy is the process of preparing activities together with the club and performing successfully together, not just the indulgence during the cultural festival.

So the class suddenly exploded. The boys cheered and shouted at the maid cafe, while the girls glared at them with red faces, and then whispered to discuss how to arrange the class high-end or warmer, and what kind of flowers to buy to decorate.

The big Kubo smiled bitterly and signaled the boys to be quiet. Since it was a class activity, you should listen to the girls' opinions more.

What's more, the maid cafe is too unlucky.

The tradition of playing badly in various comics and animes is that for him, the leader of the class, he still wants to get something that will make tourists' eyes shine, which makes the (e) class look unique.

At this time, someone suggested whether to pick vegetables in the planting area where the class is responsible for to set up stalls, which can not only solve the sales of vegetable flowers in the planting area, but also allow the whole class to participate in the activities together.

After all, everyone in the class has put more or less effort into the planting area.

As a result, the call came out was extremely loud, and even Haruna thought it was a good idea.

After all, she usually contributes a lot to the vegetable garden, and there are several carrots she carefully carries and grows from seeds.

The big Kubo immediately went to Class (a) to find Yuki Ai to ask if it was feasible. Asuka leaned on the seat and Ryosuke, looking at the chattering classmates in the class, looking at each other.

"It's not bad. I hope this year's cultural festival will leave me with a beautiful memory." Ryosuke stood his head with his hands, looking lazy as if his head was actually growing on his hands. "Do you think I want to hold a game competition? If I win, I will give me a few switches? Tsk... It's a bit difficult, and there shouldn't be any of the games in this class that can beat me, no matter what game."

Asuka didn't answer the conversation, but just looked at Haruna with a smile, her eyes full of doting.

The little girl had a longing look on her face and went shopping with her brother Asikawa during the fantasy culture festival.

But the bad news soon came back.

The big man Kubo returned to the class in great disappointment and announced that Yuki Ai said that he would not allow the sale of fresh vegetables and other things in the classroom. She was not sure of the specific reason. It is said that it was an order given by President Chukuro.

So the class changed from being so excited just now to being lifeless, and the big guy seemed too lazy to think about other solutions.

"Ah... can't you sell vegetables?" Haruna was very disappointed: "So the vegetables grown in our class can only be given to the cafeteria?"

The little girl was very unhappy, so she didn't want to give the carrots she had worked hard to the cafeteria and then exchange for a few canteen coupons.

She still wants to sell her crops by herself to feel fulfilled.

Asuka sighed, touched her head, trying to comfort her.

But suddenly, an idea flashed through Asikawa's mind.

A spark can start a prairie fire, and in an instant, this spark ignited Tori River's brain!

"Well, listen to me, all the students."

Asakusa slowly stood up, coughed lightly to attract the eyes of the whole class, making the originally dead students a little more energetic.

He slowly walked up to the podium, stood side by side with the big Kubo, and knocked on the blackboard.

"President Yuki only said that food raw materials such as fresh vegetables cannot be sold, right?" Asuka asked, looking at the wealthy Kubo.

The big Kubo was unknown, but he nodded anyway.

"That's what President Yuki said, she said it's a pity that our proposal is going to be ruined."

"No, at least I will not disappoint my classmates." Asakuang patted the civilian squad leader on the shoulder, comforted him with a smile, and then looked at the whole class very seriously.

"Although I don't know why I don't let you sell fresh vegetables... I'll ask President Chuluye about this. But there are always more ways than difficulties. I said I wouldn't let you sell fresh vegetables, but I didn't let you sell fresh vegetables after processing."

Tomorrow's words wake up the dreamer.

The students in the class suddenly realized how to choose the theme class and make rational use of the vegetables in the planted area at the cultural festival, so it doesn’t matter whether to sell raw vegetables or processed products. As long as they can make good use of the vegetables they have put in their efforts, they will be fine.

"Kanya-kun means we can buy a themed restaurant?"

"Okay, this idea is good! If we don't let raw vegetables be sold, we can sell prepared dishes!"

"I run a chain restaurant at home, and I can find a way to use portable pots and utensils!"

"When the time comes, let you see my skills!"

"Come on, what else do you do besides making instant noodles and hot pot?"

"What's wrong with hot pot? On the day of the Cultural Festival, I brought hot pot and cooked the kind of hot pot that I could eat anytime for tourists!"

The class has regained its vitality, and we have started discussing it with one word.
To be continued...