The school idol is a girl: the battle for the campus NO list

Chapter 216 I can replace him ([-])
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here. When did you come back?"

Seeing that she was really fine, Linan let go of Xia Xingchen's arm and asked softly.

"Well, what should I say? I've been back for a few days."

"You haven't come to see me for several days since you came back. You're not a friend enough!"

Xia Xingchen smiled lightly, then crossed his arms and joked: "As the disciplinary committee member of the student union, you should be the second one to know about my return, besides the student union president. You didn't come to see me either."

Because the guards outside Shengxuan were all arranged by the president, they were actually on the side of the student union. When he and Luo Fanxi came back, those guards should have told the news to the student union president Kazezawa Sora as soon as possible. Followed by Lin Nanyi, the discipline committee member.

"By the way, why did you cut your hair?" Xia Xingchen looked at Lin Nanyi's short hair, and then tilted his head, with a puzzled expression on his face. The contours on the side of his face became more distinct, but he seemed a little uncomfortable with this.

"It's nothing. I thought it was troublesome, so I cut it off." Linnan replied casually, and then opened the door of the president's office next to him.

"Come in." He turned sideways and let Xia Xingchen in.

Opposite the office is a table with books and a pot of green plants on it. Next to it is a sofa. Opposite is a bookshelf with books and some collections neatly placed on it.

Xia Xingchen sat on the sofa.

"What do you want to drink, coffee or black tea?" Linnan asked, holding two cups.

"Black tea," Xia Xingchen said. She glanced at the book on the table, then picked it up and read it twice. It was a book about Western philosophy.

"That's the president's book." Linnan said, then handed the cup with black tea to Xia Xingchen.

"Thank you." Xia Xingchen took the cup and continued.

"Why don't you see the student council president? Shouldn't he be here all the time at this time?"

Linnan Yi also sat on the sofa, but he didn't speak. His hands were clasped together and his head was lowered. The atmosphere was a bit low-pressure.

After a moment of silence, he said slowly. "The president has had a fever for two days. When I found out, he fainted on his desk. He was lying on the desk as if he was asleep. If it weren't for the fact that I was sure he would never fall asleep while working. Even if he's alive, I won't doubt that he fainted."

Fengzaokong——

Passed out?

The first time I really met Feng Zakong was when I went to the hospital to see Lin Nanyi and Luo Fanxi had just come back from the hospital.

At that time, his eyes were like a bottomless abyss, cold and arrogant, giving people an invisible pressure. He spoke very few words and could not find a single fault from beginning to end.

The special features are his status as the No. 2 student council president, and the ring on his index finger that is engraved with the family crest.

How could a strong person like him, who is at the top of the NO list, faint from a fever?

"How is he now?" Xia Xingchen asked.

"If it weren't for the examination, I really wouldn't know. The doctor said he had high blood pressure, overwork, cervical spondylosis, and stomach problems. Because he had been resisting treatment and said he wanted to go back, the psychiatrist came to talk to him for a long time and judged that he was moderately depressed. disease."

"How could it be?" Xia Xingchen murmured.

He was fine when we met that day, why is he like this now?
Linnan continued.

"The current orderly development of Ouran High School is the result of his tireless work."

The students in the student union are not perfect in their work ability and often make mistakes, and they are too dependent on Feng Zakong. They all think that as long as Feng Zakong is there, everything will be fine.

This reliance has become excessive and has turned into shirking responsibility.

(End of this chapter)