"Nan Yunya, from the second-year class A... well, to be more precise, it was originally class B, but was promoted to class A later."
Although he used the self-deprecating word "just", seemingly being modest, there was no trace of humility on his face.
In contrast, after hearing these words, Kiriyama Ikuha's face unconsciously flashed a gloomy look.
"I was promoted from Class B to Class A. What a coincidence, I was originally in Class D." Wu Yi nodded.
"..."
Nan Yunya, who did not receive the expected popularity, slightly restrained his attitude, but kept smiling.
"You mean from D to C? That's really good progress. If you keep up this momentum, it won't be impossible to get promoted to B class."
"No, no, no, that might not be accurate..."
Wu Yi picked up another French fry and shook it in his hand.
"To be precise, I was originally a D, then I moved to a B. As for A... I can only say that I have been there, but unfortunately there are two pigs in the class, so I dropped back to a C~"
"Varied……"
This effortless act made Nan Yunya's expression freeze for a moment.
He himself was promoted to Class A from other classes, so Nan Yunya knew very well how difficult it was to get into Class A in this school.
It’s like no matter how hard a nouveau riche tries to attend cram school, he can never learn the elegance and grace of the old aristocrats.
In the world of drag racing, it is the difference between Wuling Hongguang and Bugatti Veyron. Although both can reach speeds of 120 km/h, the former requires you to step on the accelerator hard, hold the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and stare with red eyes and thick neck to reach that speed.
As for the latter, you can just put your left hand lightly on the steering wheel and your right hand on the co-pilot's thigh, because it is an automatic transmission.
Elegant and timeless.
Of course, if you insist on getting off the Wuling Hongguang and saying that the Bugatti Veyron is no better than this, that's fine too, provided that your hands and feet don't shake.
"The class that Vice President Wu belongs to was expelled yesterday because two students seriously violated school rules and regulations, resulting in a deduction of 400 class points. It was reported by Vice President Wu himself, and President Horikita and I went to handle it." Tachibana added intentionally or unintentionally.
hiss--
There was another burst of simultaneous gasps.
That’s a full four hundred class points!
I really can't bear to do that!
"It doesn't matter. It's only 400 points. I can make it up by taking two special exams."
Wu Yi opened a burger and was about to take a bite. Seeing that everyone was looking at him in disbelief, he shrugged.
"Don't look at me like that. I don't mean anything else. I just want to say that no one here can spend a whole semester and still not be promoted to Class A, right? No way?"
Volume 146: Chapter Throw a chicken bone in his face!
"Then today's meeting ends here and is disbanded."
Just as Horikita Manabu always showed his capable style outside, after about ten minutes, with the aroma of hamburgers and fries filling every corner, he decisively announced the disbandment.
During the whole process, Wu Yi's live eating show almost never stopped, from French fries to hamburgers and then back to French fries. When he was in a good mood, he even took out a spicy chicken wings from the bag to eat.
The other ministers didn't show any reaction on the surface because of his relish, but they were all thinking about buying some KFC later.
"Wu Yi."
Horikita Manabu had already left the meeting room with Tachibana Sue. Just as the others were packing their personal belongings and Wu Yi was packing his personal food, Kiriyama Ikuha, who was sitting on the right, suddenly spoke.
"Ah? What for?"
Wu Yi was taking off the disposable plastic gloves on his hands and was about to stuff them into a large paper bag along with various empty boxes to take away, but he paused when he heard the sound.
Kiriyama Ikuha pointed at the pile of junk food packaging in front of him and changed his tone to a slightly reproachful one.
"Next time, don't bring this kind of food into the meeting room."
"why?"
"Because this is a meeting, not a place to eat."
To everyone's surprise, Kiriyama Ikuha did not lose his temper directly, but explained seriously, word by word.
But Wu Yi just waved his hand to interrupt him.
"That's not what I meant. What I meant was—why should I listen to you?"
"……what?"
Kiriyama Ikuha was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to react and raise his voice.
"Because I'm the vice president, this is the vice president's order!"
"You are the vice president, but I am also the vice president~" Wu Yi shrugged, "Is being the vice president so great?"
"I...Is this the way a first-year student should talk to a second-year student?!"
Only then did Kiriyama Ikuha realize that the guy in front of him had indeed been appointed as vice president not long ago by his most respected senior Horikita. Theoretically, he should be on the same level as him. He had no choice but to use his seniority to put pressure on him.
"So I am one level older than you. According to your logic, I should be your superior, Vice President Kiriyama."
Wu Yi pointed to where he was sitting, and he was indeed one body position closer to the main seat than Kiriyama Ikuha.
"So I order you, Vice President Kiriyama, to bring snacks to every meeting from now on."
"what?"
Kiriyama Ikuha almost thought he had heard it wrongly.
Alas, with this brain, he probably won't be able to accomplish anything. No wonder he was suppressed so badly by Nanyun...
Wu Yi silently shook his head in his heart, reached out and patted the second-year senior on the shoulder, and lowered his voice.
"Don't be silly. Only office workers are respectful and meticulous in meetings. But this also shows that you are nervous. How can a real leader show nervousness in front of others?"
"You have to learn to be calm and composed. Even if the sky is falling, you have to show the calmness of 'Wow, brothers, come out to watch the fireworks'. Only in this way can everyone believe you."
"And I also know that you have conflicts with that yellow-haired upstart. President Horikita has already told me about Vice President Kiriyama's... um, 'rough experience'. So if you want to be awesome, you have to be more outrageous than him in the places where he is outrageous, and more aggressive than him in the places where he is aggressive! It's a very simple literal meaning, you should understand, right?"
"Well, I don't expect you to understand everything at once. Anyway, just take your time. Let's start with snacks."
Every word Wu Yi said was like a devil's sound filling his ears, violently assaulting Kiriyama Ikuha's brain nerves, making him feel like he wanted to refute but didn't know where to start.
It's the kind of thing that sounds confusing at first, but when you think about it carefully, it seems to make some sense.
Also, why did we end up back at this point with snacks?
As if seeing the second-year senior's confusion, Wu Yi sighed softly.
"Look, no matter how arrogant that upstart is, he wouldn't dare eat during a meeting, right? But as long as you dare, you eat during a meeting, and even bring your people to eat during a meeting while they don't have anything to eat, then you have already won in terms of momentum, and you have won by a lot."
"Don't worry, President Horikita will never say anything. And the most important point, do you know what it is?"
Wu Yi suddenly tapped the table with his fingers, like a teacher tapping the blackboard to highlight key points, and then clenched his fists in front of Kiriyama Ikuha.
"You have a weapon!"
"……arms?"
Vice President Kiriyama looked confused, wondering what this had to do with weapons.
"Yes, it's a weapon!"
Wu Yi gritted his teeth and emphasized in a low voice.
"You eat French fries, you have the packaging in your hand. You gnaw on chicken legs, you have chicken bones in your hand. If the yellow-haired upstart talks nonsense in the meeting, you can throw them at him! Hit him in the face with greasy bones!"
"Do you know what this behavior is called? It's called feeding the dog!"
"The damage is minimal, not even enough to constitute a fight, but it is extremely insulting!"
"what……"
Following Wu Yi's emotional words, Kiriyama Ikuha, who should have slowly typed a question mark, seemed to follow Wu Yi's logic and imagine. Gradually, he imagined himself throwing chicken bones at Nan Yunya with pride in the meeting, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
"Doesn't it feel good just thinking about it?" Wu Yi's voice sounded like the whisper of a devil.
"is a bit……"
Kiriyama Ikuha murmured.
"It's great!"
Wu Yi showed a teachable expression and patted the second-year senior on the shoulder again.
"Got it? Remember to bring snacks to the next meeting and learn from them!"
"Um……"
Kiriyama Ikuha seemed to still be immersed in the picture in his imagination and responded subconsciously.
It was not until a long while later that he suddenly reacted and looked around the empty conference room.
Wait, what did I just agree to?
At the same time, in the corridor outside the conference room door.
"It seems like you and Kiriyama are getting along pretty well."
Horikita Manabu said calmly as he looked at Wu Yi who walked out of the door carrying a bunch of fast food packaging bags.
Ju Qi was not beside him. He was probably sent back with some random excuse.
"Well, there's nothing I can do. He looked so pathetic, so I just chatted with him for a while and exchanged some experiences."
Wu Yi said nonchalantly.
Horikita Manabu was silent for a while and decided not to explore what this so-called "experience" was.
"Forget it, since you've already joined the student union, I can just tell you some things directly."
"Have you...heard that I have a sister?"
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Kiriyama Ikuha appears to be quite useless in the original work. He used to follow Horikita Manabu, but he became completely useless once Horikita Manabu stepped down. In the end, he could only obediently serve as Nanyun's bootlicker, trying to get Nanyun to help him out when they are about to graduate and get him into Class A alone.
Volume 147: Chapter I leave my sister to you
"slightly?"
Wu Yi paused for a moment, then immediately realized who the sister Horikita Manabu was talking about, and then said "oh".
"Are you talking about Horikita Suzune? Yes, I know. What's wrong? By the way, are you two siblings having a conflict? I asked her out of curiosity before if she was your sibling. Although she didn't say no directly, she also refused to answer my question very manically."
"...Mania?"
Horikita Manabu frowned at the last description.
Wu Yi shrugged: "Okay, that might be a bit exaggerated, but that's what I mean. He's like a hedgehog, curled up tightly into a ball. Anyone who tries to touch him will get pricked. He's like an autistic patient."
"Um……"
Hearing this, Horikita Manabu seemed to hide his sigh by mumbling, and slowly walked forward.
"She wasn't originally like this."
"Hey, hey, hey, from this familiar beginning, are you going to do some weird late-night brother-sister orthopedic surgery program?"
Wu Yi also followed with the things in his hands and couldn't help but complain.
"Let me first tell you that it's no use talking to me about this. If you really want to talk, you should go talk to your secretary with the ball-head. She seems to like you, and maybe this will change her impression of you from 'aloof student union president' to 'gentle brother who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside'. Isn't that wonderful?"
"This has nothing to do with Tachibana. It's all my responsibility." Horikita Manabu denied it.
"Be detailed." Wu Yi nodded slightly.
"..."
Somehow, seeing the guy in front of him with an expression as if to say "the peanuts and stools are all ready, all we have to do is ask you to speak", Horikita Manabu lost the desire to say the words he had finally made up his mind to say.
The student council president shook his head to get rid of the unnecessary thoughts.
"Lingyin has admired me since she was little, and thinks I'm a perfect and omnipotent brother. But I don't know since when, she has been imitating me more and more, whether it's the tone of voice when speaking or the attitude towards people, she is imitating me in almost all aspects."
Huh?
As a person who also has a younger sister, Wu Yi felt that something was not right no matter how he heard it.
"Are you showing off?"
