Shirakawa Zeping stood there stunned.

No matter how he thought about it, he really couldn't understand the purpose of Hayakawa's operation.

Inviting him to the cultural festival? What is the purpose of this? Is it to make me a target of public criticism in order to achieve the purpose of revenge on me?

Shirakawa Zeping immediately began to speculate on Miss Xia Zhi's actions with a petty heart.

You really can't blame him. Hayakawa Natsuki is a woman who does things casually, has a sinister temper, and holds grudges. She only cares about what she is interested in. You can't get her to take a look at anything she's not interested in.

But such a willful and proud young lady would actually invite him to a cultural festival? Isn't this a potential danger signal?

Hayakawa Natsuhi seemed to have read Shirakawa Zehei's thoughts, and said calmly: "I just want to visit the cultural festival. You owe me a favor."

"Didn't we agree to invite you to dinner?" He said a little depressed.

"You can also choose to treat me to dinner."

Shirakawa Zehei caught a glimpse of the dangerous light in Hayakawa Natsuhi's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

“If you go to a cultural festival, go to a cultural festival.”

…

As campus celebrities, Shirakawa Zehei and Hayakawa Natsuhi attracted the spotlight as soon as they appeared. Everyone would naturally cast their sights on these two people, as if they were seeing the most incredible thing in the world.

"???Isn't that Hayakawa-san? How could she be walking with Shirakawa-san!"

"Oh my god, am I blind? Before the opening ceremony, Shirakawa-san treated Hayakawa-san so excessively..."

"You must have been disconnected for too long. Some people said before that Shirakawa-san took the initiative to find Hayakawa-san several times. He was probably captured by her beauty and apologized in shame~"

"Is it true or not, classmate Shirakawa is actively pursuing His Highness Xia Zhi? How come our Xia Zhi Guards didn't receive such news!"

"Damn it! I just saw him coming out of the haunted house with a super cute girl in his arms! Hayakawa-san must have been deceived by him!"

"Brothers, Shirakawa Zehei is a bastard who deserves to be punished! Who will rise up with me!"

The girl next to him seemed quite calm, as if she didn't notice the people around her. Naturally, Shirakawa Zeping wouldn't have any wild thoughts.

The two walked side by side, like Moses splitting the Red Sea, and the crowd clearly made way for them. Hayakawa Natsuhi frowned slightly and said softly: "Change somewhere?"

"Um."

This was a signal that Hayakawa Natsuhi wanted to go shopping in the first year of high school. There were too many people in the second year of high school who knew them, and they were surrounded here like monkeys. No wonder Miss Natsuhi felt unhappy.

The situation in the first year of high school was obviously much better. Hayakawa Natsuhi chose a chow mein shop opened by her class and sat down with Shirakawa Zehei.

"What to eat?"

"Seafood fried noodles." Hayakawa said, pointing to a name on the signature menu.

Shirakawa Zehei was very satisfied with Hayakawa Natsuhi's performance. She was not like some girls who pretended to be reserved and casual while eating, and then secretly complained that boys didn't understand girls' thoughts after the meal was ready.

You can eat whatever you want, without any fuss, simply and neatly.

After placing the order, Shirakawa Zehei sat down and started chatting: "Hayakawa-san never participated in the cultural festival?"

"I happened to be sick last year, so I took a leave of absence."

"Really?" Shirakawa Zehei was stunned for a moment. He didn't pay attention to these things at all when he was a freshman in high school, let alone whether the news of Hayakawa's summer solstice leave would reach his ears.

"Didn't Shirakawa-san not participate too?"

"Well, something happened last year."

"Oh?" Hayakawa Natsuhi casually flipped through the brochures in the store: "Is it important?"

"It's not very important, I'm just learning."

Hayakawa Natsuhi glanced at him leisurely: "It seems that Shirakawa-san has put in a lot of effort to become the number one in the school year."

Isn't that right? Success is 30% determined by nature, 70% depends on hard work. The remaining 90% depends entirely on the ability to hang on the wall and make money.

Shirakawa Zeping has no money-making ability, but this does not prevent him from being a wall-hanger.

Here, the two of them were still eating fried noodles leisurely. On the other side, the campus gossip quickly reached the ears of the student council president, Mita Takuma.

In the conference room, Mita Takuma looked around at a group of silent wingmen with a sullen face.

"You must have heard what happened just now."

"What do you think?"

Tanimura, the dog-headed military advisor with glasses, said with emotion: "We really have to be on guard. I told Junior Shirakawa a long time ago that we must keep an eye on him."

"Even if you don't take into account the matter of the son of the plane, just the experience between him and Hayakawa-san is the ultimate trick of playing hard to get in shoujo comics!"

Mita Takuma frowned tightly and lost his voice: "It's impossible... Reality is not a comic book. How can a girl like a boy who slaps her face!"

"There's something wrong with this girl!"

"These are no longer important now. The most urgent task is to quickly confirm whether Hayakawa-san is already with Shirakawa Zehei."

"Otherwise, the grand confession you planned, Takuma, will only turn into a joke!"

"Yes! Contact the Summer Solstice Guards quickly! Find out what they say!"

Many wingmen hurriedly began to contact people they knew. The last wingman said in surprise: "Not yet! The people in the escort said they didn't find any sign of Hayakawa-san being in love!"

"marvelous!"

"Long live!"

The conference room burst into laughter, and Takuma Mita breathed a long sigh of relief and slumped down in his chair.

The dog-headed military advisor shook the feather fan that he didn't know where it came from, with a mysterious smile on his face: "It's too early to be happy now. Wait until the finals, when our plan will be decisive!"

"What's Tanimura's clever plan?"

"Tianji...Oh, Takuma, why are you hitting me?"

"What are you pretending to be? I know your idol is Kong Ming, but now is not the time for you to chase stars!"

Tanimura said honestly: "Let everyone check their respective tasks first to avoid making mistakes again."

"That's right...the question group? Are they here yet?"

"We're here! The questions have been uploaded to the school's USB flash drive."

"Host! Is the host the person we arranged?"

"It has been bought! When the time comes, she will implement our plan without changing her mind and will never suspend it for other reasons!"

"Very good. When the time comes, the big screen should switch to music in a timely manner. It's easy to lose the battle without BGM!"

"Okay, president, do you want "Wedding March" or the theme song of "Tokyo Love Story"?"

""Tokyo Love Story"... it's a bit old, but it seems to fit my sincere feelings, so that's it!"

"I understand!" Wingman No. 1 shouted angrily. But when he finished shouting, he suddenly found that his stomach was a little uncomfortable.

I must have eaten bad seafood last night.

It's better to endure it, it will be over soon anyway, he thought.
Chapter completed!