The already cold bread and milk tastes extremely poor. Although Chuluye will not throw it away so much as it is wasteful when it is cold, he will not like to eat hard bread, so she needs to find a place to heat it up.

The best place is naturally the kitchen. The kitchen of the B&B is even more exquisite than that of ordinary five-star hotels. The chefs are professional Western chefs hired by the landlord from abroad. Everyone is an elite one in ten. The chef has even been a leader in many Michelin three-star restaurants.

Such a luxurious restaurant and a professional team are more than enough to cook for the president, but here they have to be on standby 24 hours a day to prepare midnight snacks and breakfast for hungry students.

This homestay is not only Rende Yishu High School, a partner, but also rich people will still come here for vacation in other seasons.

The maple leaves in autumn are beautiful, the cherry blossoms in spring are also beautiful, and when you come here to watch the snow in winter, the mountains and fields are covered with silver and pure beauty.

The people who serve from children to the elderly will not stop all year round, and there will naturally be unreasonable trouble.

But these chefs don’t care where to cook, and they have to satisfy the difficult customers.

As long as the money is in place, let alone serving these students, even if they are asked to make cakes for kindergarten children, they will enjoy it.

Not only chefs, but almost all professions are actually the case. The biggest reason for passive slacking off is the mismatch between salary and effort.

Chuluye came to the kitchen with a plate and a glass. The chef who was on standby 24 hours a day told her politely that she could make a new breakfast for her without having to bake it repeatedly. The time is not much different from the time and heat, but the taste will be better.

But Chuluye politely refused.

She only knows the reason why she just wants to eat this plate.

What she didn't expect was that Feng Nan was there in the restaurant.

Instead of taking the meal back to the room, he ate it in the restaurant.

Feng Nan also saw Chu Luye, holding a fried egg in his mouth and frowned and typing in a mac, he was stunned and stood up quickly.

"Good morning, president!"

"Yeah, early."

Chu Luye nodded as a gift, and then noticed what Feng Nan was writing.

The genuine Microsoft word is an office software required by the student union. Although it costs money, this amount of money is a drop in the ocean for Feng Nan and others.

The number of words on the page is counted at more than 1,000 words. Judging from his frowning look, Chu Luye can guess what he is writing without having to look closely at the content.

“Writing a weekend report?”

"Yes, President, I looked at the requirements for this year last night. It was quite complicated. I only wrote the beginning one morning."

Feng Nan sighed lightly, it seemed that he had to spend his time on this thing all day today.

Chuluye stood next to the oven and waited for her to reheat bread. Her eyes passed through the transparent lid of the oven and looked at the slowly rotating plate inside. However, she was wondering where the dog man would go back today and where would he take her tomorrow?

He used to do something like checking in advance and pretending to surprise his date. Chuluye thought of this for no reason, and then felt a little confused.

Unfortunately, that partner was not her.

"It's okay, call Uchigiri and find a room that is useless. I'll teach you how to write it."

Chu Luye came to his senses and said to Feng Nan.

If you can finish your report early, you can rest early. No one wants to delay work until tomorrow, right?

As the presidents of their respective grades, Chuluo, Fengnan and Yuki Ai are responsible for summarizing the recent learning situation of this grade this week every weekend, and who is outstanding in learning and who is relatively backward.

When making a summary, it is best to go and find each student to do an interview, which is more accurate.

Then, these presidents formulate modification plans based on actual conditions and hand them over to the teachers in charge of each grade. The teachers then fine-tune their lesson plans based on these plans, so that they can teach according to their aptitude.

It sounds very complicated, but it is really even more difficult to do. Feng Nan, who has been having a year of experience, still sighs and can't eat after experiencing this nightmare.

While benevolent and leaders enjoy various powers, they also have cumbersome obligations.

It is impossible to not pay attention to equality among everyone in this college. After all, many students come in through the back door by relying on relationships.

However, while the academy encourages privileges, it also imposes shackles on privileged students. Those who can adapt to these shackles will be broken and then established, and those who are not adapted will be eliminated and become a member of the ordinary people.

In Tokyo, the Iron Forest, Hitoshi High School also implements the jungle law of the fittest.

"About this, President, I have something for you."

Feng Nan's face became unnatural, and the expression on his face was no longer something that could be described as embarrassing, and he was even somewhat ashamed.

He took his schoolbag from the chair next to him, took out a simple folder from it and handed it to Chuluye.

"bite!"

The oven was turned on, and the chef took out the croissant that had been bitten by two bites from it, re-dressed with chopped parsley and used butter to apply.

"No, no need for butter, thank you." Chuluye shook his head to stop: "That's good, butter is harmful to health."

If you want to have a good figure, you naturally have to work hard behind it. Chuluye's perfect thighs and slender waist are comparable to those of a female character modeled in 3D. High-calorie things are absolutely taboo.

The chef knew it and asked with a plate, "Send it back to your room or eat in the restaurant?"

Chuluye thought for a while, "Let me go here, I have something to deal with, you can do it."

The chef helped her pull the chair and settled it off.

Chuluye took a sip of the re-warmed milk and looked at the folder.

It says [Summary of the Weekend of Senior High School] and the signature is [Ai Yuki].

She was stunned and thought to herself whether it was...

Elegantly opening the silk threads wrapped in the folder, Chuluye took out the a4 paper from it.

The moment he saw the handwritten words on a4 paper, Chuluye knew that his guess had been fulfilled.

In the next ten minutes, she looked at the manuscripts carefully without saying a word. Feng Nan was also very sensible and did not speak.

"When did she write it?"

After reading the manuscript, Chuluo no longer recognized Yuki Ai's ability to do things.

It seems that I underestimated her before, but I could actually complete the weekend report before Saturday. Could it be that I wrote it while studying and interviewing classmates every day?

"It should have been last night." Unexpectedly, Feng Nan gave a more surprising answer.

"Written overnight?" Chuluye Xiaoyou was surprised.

Feng Nan scratched her head: "If I were asked to write on a computer, it wouldn't take so long, but Yuki was all handwritten, so I guess she had written all night."

Everyone knows Yuki's family situation, at least they all know the students in charge of the school.

Laptops are almost a necessity for college students in today's society, especially for some majors in computer learning that involve software programming or hardware design, everyone has one.

The cheapest laptop only costs 35,000 yen, and anyone with good hands can earn a part-time job at a restaurant or convenience store for one month.

But for Ai Yuki, a banknote of 1,000 yen is as big as a bed sheet, and 35,000 yen is a huge sum of money. It is the cost of their family for two months. It is too luxurious to use this money to buy a laptop.

Therefore, all the manuscripts in Yuki Ai's office are handwritten, and the efficiency is much less than others, so he can only squeeze out this gap from other times.

Chuluye shook his head and sighed, putting all the manuscripts back into the archive bag, "It's just a mess. He just said that he would hand it before the end of the weekend, but he didn't say that he would hand it before the beginning of the weekend! Where is she now?"

“Go out.”

"Go out?" Chu Luye frowned, "Stay late to write a report without sleeping during the day, but she actually went out?"

Feng Nan nodded. When he went out in the morning, he happened to meet Yuki Ai, so she gave him the file bag and asked him to hand it over to Chuluye, and then went out.

Chu Luye rubbed the corners of his eyes, feeling a little tired.

When Yuki Ai worked as her personal secretary during the summer vacation, she never complained about the complicated documentation processing. She asked her to go to the airport to accompany her on a business trip at 5 o'clock in the morning, Yuki Ai didn't go home directly. She had no money to stay in the hotel and went to the hall of the rescue center for a night.

As a capitalist, she should be happy to meet such a capable subordinate, but Yuki Ai's desperate efforts made Chukuro feel a little worried.

I reached out to get the milk, but it turned out to be cold again.

Chu Luye was stunned and felt even more tired.

"None of these two presidents, the first year of high school, is worry-free!" She said with her eyes closed and gritted her teeth.

After saying that, she stood up and walked to the oven with the plate. Looking at the already cracked bread, Chuluye didn't believe that the croissant was still not hot today!

...

"Uncle, if I want to go to Chaohusunzi Temple, where should I go up the mountain?"

Asurachuan walked in the mountains along the Google Map's navigation for almost a long time, but he became more and more confused.

From a distance, they were all mountain roads going up the mountain, but they were not the case in front of me.

Fortunately, the general direction is correct, and I encountered the asphalt road.

As long as there is a highway, there will be a stop sign. If there is a stop sign, it means someone is there. At about noon, Torichuan finally found an old man waiting for a car on the asphalt road.

The old man looked at Akikawa up and down, and then suddenly realized: "I know you!"

"Do you know me?" Asuka was stunned.

"Are you the one from a passionate university? My grandson is cute, but he is not very good at fighting and killing. Don't take such roles in the future."

The old man looked up and down at Torichuan, feeling a little regretful.

Hot-blooded college?

Asakawa reacted, and he scratched his nose and smiled, "You said Shun Oguri. Someone said that we looked like each other before, but I didn't expect that we would be admitted to the wrong day."

"Aren't you that star?" The old man was obviously a little disappointed, "and he wanted to ask for an autograph for his grandson."
To be continued...