The Coercion of Scum

Originally arrogantly felt that it would not take a lot of effort to solve such a frustrated girl, as long as she casually slapped her mouth like a normal brick house called a beast to enlighten her, but objectively speaking, the current slapstick is useless.

After thinking a little bit, I decided to sacrifice my energy.

Within a few seconds, a strategy for solving this girl’s problem was drawn in my mind.

First of all, the reason why she can't make friends and boyfriends is that she lacks self-confidence, and this is due to lack of ability. Maybe it has something to do with the failure of her novel submission, so as long as she gets grades in novels, it's fine. At that time, not only did she have self-confidence in herself, but I also promoted this person's achievements, which caused everyone to watch the excitement, so that her friends might roll in.

The most important thing is that this is not without benefits.

Compared with blunt direct publicity, by shaping the impression that "the student union is a safe haven for students and Rencha High School is a training base for talents", our social assessment will be extremely good. According to my memory, those High schools with high-level talents, such as Nanjing Foreign Languages, Tamkang Middle School, Chongqing No. 8 Middle School, and so on, the celebrities who came out have become the signs of their schools.

This is not something that can be compared to Qingbei. After all, there are too many people who are admitted to Qingbei in one year, and they can no longer form a topic.

In this case, let's try to see if she can encourage her to become a talent in the novel industry!

So I held out a finger towards Sydney.

"Then Sydney, in order to help you solve the problem, I will tuition with you alone after school!"

"Hey hey? Tutoring?"

"It's not about studying, it's trying to accomplish your dreams by letting you do what you want to do, so that you can also improve your self-confidence."

"Say, so is it."

She nodded convincingly, but she didn't know why her cheeks were red and her attitude twisted to Nini.

"But I'm going to walk on the second floor of the high school where people I don't know... If the tutoring is in Mr. Bamboo's classroom, I'm a little scared."

"No, it's just a meeting. We can go directly to my house after school."

"Oh, it's going to your house-ah ah ah!!!!!!?"

She suddenly screamed in shock, and her eyes began to circle, as if she was about to faint.

I always felt misunderstood, so I shook my hand righteously.

"It's not what you think, but I don't have a computer here, so I can only take you back to my house first, but if you don't like it, it's okay to find an Internet cafe."

"But... can't minors go to Internet cafes?"

After being weakly reminded by her, I realized that I could not take the students from my school to the black Internet cafes grandiosely. If the photos were taken, it would become the black material of the student union and even the school. After all, I am using the student union to solve students’ worries. The name came into contact with her.

After annoyed for a while, I began to cover my forehead and wonder where I could go, both with a computer and enough privacy.

At this time, Sydney's voice floated over again.

"Um...Takezawa-senpai, if I go to your house, I will be fine..."

"Eh? Can you?"

Faced with my surprised question, she flushed even more, but she nodded.

"Because... I think the senior's character is worthy of trust. It's just to help me. I'm grateful for this. How can I choose to choose from the west."

"Well, in this case, it's okay."

I nodded and made an appointment with Sydney to meet at the school gate after school.

Generally speaking, there are many problems when Shiyuan is in the same class with me. Even calling Jasmine to come home is full of dangers, but I think it should be fine for someone like Sydney who really has nothing to do with me... right?

So, today came to the sunset after school--

"Shiyuan, where are you going after school?"

"library……"

Shion, who had already tied a headscarf on her head to show her aspirations, was still holding the book, looking crazy.

Ah, I'm really worried about her. Hey.

Although I thought so in my heart, I was relieved because she really didn't plan to come to my house.

After all, she is very sensitive to women's affairs. If she finds me taking a girl home, she will be angry for whatever purpose.

After saying hello to her, I looked at the sky by the way.

The outside has been dyed orange, and it seems that as autumn approaches, the daylight is getting shorter and shorter.

When I got to the school gate, I saw Sydney waiting with a tree back.

She is still dressed in a dignified and plain school uniform. One of the slender legs wrapped in white tube stockings is bending and pressing the soles of the feet against the tree trunk, and she looks a little uneasy with her hands behind her back.

Well, after all, I agreed with her to go home to help alone. It is indeed embarrassing. I think that ordinary girls will not be so defenseless against seniors who have known each other for a few days and are not familiar with them.

Speaking of which, why on earth did she agree? Probably I was on a radio show. I was considered a figure who was positively promoted by official channels. After all, the masses are blind and easily misled by propaganda, and her character that goes with the flow...

"Hello."

I walked over and greeted her, and after a moment of surprise, Sydney tried to show me a twisted smile.

"Ahaha... hello senior!"

"You don't need to be so reluctant to laugh, it makes me look like a villain who forces you."

I looked around, then smiled relaxedly at her.

Hearing what I said, Sydney seemed to be really at ease.

She shaved her little nose and smiled.

"How could such a good and upright person as Mr. Bamboo force me to do something? You are obviously a good student council member and a righteous person who helps me."

"Just people..."

Hearing her compliment, I couldn't help but murmur.

From my perspective or from Jasmine’s point of view, I’m not a righteous person, maybe I’m a juvenile offender, and Shion must be dissatisfied that I no longer stand firmly beside her. As a result, I’m the most judged by me now The positive person might be Sydney.

Oops, this is not bad, at least it makes me feel a little more happy.

I nodded and stopped a taxi by the side of the road.

"Then, get in the car."

"Eh? Do you want a taxi?"

"if not?"