This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Chapter 38 .Student Council President Qian Xia Qian

Spring is approaching now, but it is just as warm and cold, and there is still more than a week of cooling down.

Things like Asamiya Hitomi’s inexplicable sweating can be attributed to her lack of qi on the one hand, and on the other hand, it has to lean on the curse on her.

Judging from the previous situation, the curse on Hitomi Asamiya only lowered her fortune and lowered the fortune of those close to her.

But now, the curse seemed to be targeting her vital signs.

His face was pale, a little sweat appeared unconsciously, and there was not enough breath in his voice.

“Students from Bei, Beichuan”

Hitomi Asamiya was uncomfortable looking at Beichuan Temple, her face turned red, and she spoke quietly.

“Mamiya-san, I don’t know if you have time in the past two days? I want to talk to you alone on some things.” Beichuan Temple also knew that it might be because of the rude expression that he stared at others just now, so he looked open Said slowly.

Hitomi Asamiya looked at Beichuan Temple a little strangely, shook his head after a little hesitation, and nodded again.

Beichuan Temple didn’t understand her inexplicable action.

“Ah, sorry, I mean I may not be free for these two days. Tomorrow is grandma’s memorial day. I will go to worship with my family in the afternoon and make preparations tonight.”

Hitomi Asamiya said while looking at Beichuan Temple’s face, only to continue saying, “Maybe I won’t be free until after school the day after tomorrow.”

Beichuan Temple doesn’t care either. Visiting the predecessors is an important traditional activity for the Japanese.

After listening to Hitomi Asamiya’s words, Beichuan Temple did not hesitate too much, and simply said:

“Then the day after tomorrow.”

“But I hope Mamiya-san will not turn down because of some trivial matters the day after tomorrow.” There was a trace of death in Beichuan Temple’s eyes.

Under the lingering air of life, Beichuan Temple clearly saw that the cursed black air on Hitomi Ma’s body had a vague sign of forming.

It will take some time before it is fully formed, and Beichuan Temple is temporarily unable to understand the shape of this curse. The only certainty is that if this thing is fully formed, damage to Asamiya Hitomi’s life is inevitable.

but

what is that?

Beichuan Temple mobilized some lifelessness again, and now I can see it clearly.

Around the cursed black air, there seems to be a golden air current that tightly restrains the black air and continues to expand. The golden air current looks weak, but in fact it is extremely tough. However, the curse of the black is so powerful that it can only lock it in a ball and prevent it from venting and expanding so easily.

This is probably the important reason why Hitomi Asamiya has been cursed for nine years, but it is only a little unlucky.

Beichuan Temple is temporarily unable to control what the golden air current is and where it comes from.

After all, time is running out, Beichuan Temple is already considering whether to hold Hitomi Asamiya with a tougher method, and then get rid of the too serious curse for her.

Although it cannot be eradicated and can only be relieved, it can also buy him some time to investigate in Bashan City.

But in the end Beichuan Temple gave up this idea.

Although it is good for Hitomi Asamiya to get rid of the curse, it is also true that he did not respect the other party’s wishes to a certain extent.

Beichuan Temple also needs to learn more about something that happened to Hitomi Asamiya ‘nine years ago’, which made her resist herself and is not conducive to the next task.

Therefore, he can only temporarily press his own mind and respect Asamiya Hitomi’s own choice.

“Yeah” Asamiya Hitomi nodded slightly.

At this time, the instructor finally pushed in through the door, and Beichuan Temple temporarily stopped picking up Hitomi Mamiya and looked up at the blackboard.

No words for a morning

Acting student council president Qianxia Qianxue had a headache, and the cause was the mobile phone that someone passed up in front of him.

According to the student union member who uploaded the video, he was only going to the bathroom, but he did not expect to encounter group bullying.

Although the bullying incident gradually developed into an abnormal situation later

“This should be called group bullying?” Qianxia Qianxue stared at the phone for a while.

She just looked at it, and her beautiful face gradually took on indescribable complex emotions.

As the president of the Student Union and a member of Jingbei High School, she has an obligation to protect students who are bullied.

It’s just that the video on the phone made her completely confused as to who was the one being bullied.

The video time is not long, it is divided into several sections, and one section is only five or six minutes.

Most of them are the pictures of Beichuan Temple kicking people with two or three kicks, clearing the surrounding area with one kick, and beating the bad third grade.

By the end of the video, a bunch of ills were sitting neatly in a row, listening to Beichuan Temple’s words with their heads lowered.

Whether this is group bullying or individual bullying of more than a dozen people, Qianxia Qianxue is already a little confused.

If you want to say that group bullying is indeed group bullying, it was the hands of those dozens of people who acted first, Beichuan Temple was just a passive counterattack.

But if it is really group bullying, that is a bit wrong. Qianxia Qianxue looked at the miserable appearance of some bullies in the video who wanted to cry but didn’t dare to cry, but they could only twitch themselves like a goat, and felt a little distressed.

The fight was too hard, although the strength is not strong, but Beichuan Temple’s beating will definitely make people feel uncomfortable for a while.

Seeing now, Qianxia Qianxue really didn’t know what to say.

Hit one out of a dozen, and I haven’t played yet. What can she say?

And she also saw that the boy in the video asked these third-grade bad stabbings not to bully other students, otherwise he would fight once when he saw it.

Qian Xia Qianxue is even more depressed, not only does not need the help of the Discipline Committee and the Student Union, but now even the workload of the Discipline Committee or the Student Union is saved.

She didn’t know whether to thank this boy or to complain about this boy.

It was also the first time that Qianxia Qianxue had dealt with this kind of ‘tricky’ incident. In desperation, she had to knock on the table and asked:

“Which grade is this boy? What class?”

“Um, the pixels in the video are a bit unclear, but I see his profiled face, which is a bit like the classmate of Beichuansi from the first grade one in the underwear incident some time ago.

Someone below said unsurely.

“Beichuan Temple?” Qianxia Qianxue had an impression.

She vaguely remembered that it was the disciplinary committee who responded to them, and before they started investigating and inquiring, the students had begun to circulate that Beichuan Temple was an underwear thief.

And because the president of the previous student council had to step down, he didn’t care about this trivial matter.

Abnormalities will occur every year, and every year there will be no less.

Everything has been settled, although Qianxia Qianxue felt that something was not right at the time, but in the end she could only stop it.

After all, when the public thinks so, then it has indeed happened.

At this moment, even hearing this familiar name again, Qianxia Qianxue also moved in her heart.

Maybe it is necessary to get in touch with this classmate?