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"Serving such a big shot is a thankless job no matter how you think about it. Comparing Amamiya's mother and the greasy minister just now, she only looks better. I don't think the other differences are big.

I have been watching some TV dramas recently, and among those big chaebol families, each one is more ruthless than the other, and each one is more shady than the other."

Thinking of the difficult-to-distinguish ethical relationship in the plot, Aikawa Yusheng shook his head slightly.

I hired a tutor for my daughter, but at the end of the story, the tutor who liked my daughter was forced to have a relationship with the mother. The daughter who accidentally knew the truth shed tears and told her father about the incident...

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Even now that Aikawa Yusheng is recalled in his mind, he still frowns unconsciously.

"I've watched it too, and the male or female protagonist is a breath of fresh air in it, and the supporting characters are all villains, right? Especially the male and female protagonist's parents."

Tianhe Xia Li nodded, acknowledging this.

"I don't know which unlucky guy will be chosen."

"Aikawa." Amamiya Chiran called softly from the front. Aikawa Yusheng then raised his head, his brows still furrowed: "What's wrong?"

Aikawa Yuo, who thought he had some instructions about his assistant to inform him, then realized that everyone seemed to be looking at him, including Mrs. Amamiya.

She was the most outrageous, pointing her finger at herself.

...

Wait, so the "he" she just said refers to herself?

"Do you think this kind of drama is good to watch? I think after watching one, it was too fresh, but the other ones are not good to watch. I can recommend you the one I think is the best..."

The girl didn't notice this and was still talking about her views on this type of TV series.

After noticing Aikawa Yusheng gently touching his heels with his shoes, Tianhe Xia Li looked up in confusion.

"I'm happy to serve you." Seeing that the girl had reacted, according to the knowledge taught by the Etiquette Department, after saying these polite words, Aikawa Yusheng stepped forward, straightened his body, and walked in front of Amamiya and his daughter.

"It turns out that the unlucky guy is me." Before leaving, he said in a low voice that only he and Tianhe Xia Li could hear.

The girl who wanted to complain about Aikawa Yusheng's abandonment of her position so early, couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this sentence.

The situation was not right. Tianhe Xia Li covered her lips with her hands, turned her head, and met a middle-aged woman who did not look like a parent of the school, so as to keep herself out of the public eye.

"Good morning, President."

Walking to the side of Amamiya and his daughter, Aikawa Amao greeted Chiran Amamiya again.

"Good morning." Amamiya Chiran nodded slightly.

"Is this your mother?"

When the girl nodded, Aikawa Yusheng bowed slightly to Mrs. Amamiya: "Hello, Aunt Amemiya, my name is Aikawa Yusheng."

"Hello." With a kind smile, Mrs. Amamiya nodded, and at the same time waved her palm slightly as a greeting, very girlish.

He seems to be quite an approachable person.

"Then ask Auntie, is there anywhere you want to go?"

"It can go anywhere. You can just lead the way. It's just that I have a simple discussion at school later, so I have to go there then." Mrs. Amamiya kept smiling, and her eyes swept over Aikawa Yusheng's whole body.

, said.

It's a very strange feeling to be stared at like this. It seems that you are always within the other person's line of sight, but when you look carefully, it seems like 'no such thing'.

"In that case." Aikawa Yusheng pondered.

"Considering that you probably have little interest in learning about the school's culture and achievements, after all, your daughter has been attending school for three years and already knows everything she needs to know.

Those small games on the playground and the free food in the square should not match your status, so take your wife to see the better places on campus, and then go to the president's office to see where the president usually works.

How about taking a break until the discussion begins?”

It was definitely not the reason why Aikawa Yusheng stood at the door for a long time and wanted to take a rest.

"Okay." Mrs. Amamiya nodded.

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"The name of this small lake is very straightforward. It's called Mingchuan Lake. The big white geese in it are also raised by the school. They are very arrogant on weekdays. The school also specially told us that when they approach us actively, we should avoid possible dangers.

attack.

So Aunt Amamiya, you'd better be careful, after all, she may not be able to see your identity and status."

Walking near the artificial lake on campus, Aikawa Yusheng introduced with a smile.

"I don't know the official name of that hillside, but among us students, it is privately called Love Slope." Aikawa Yusheng pointed to the hillside next to the lake, which was about less than ten meters high.

"Although I haven't seen it yet, when I was in school, my classmates showed me photos of this hillside in autumn. It will be covered with pink grass all over the mountain. The picture looks beautiful and is very suitable for taking pictures. It should be true.

Right, President?"

Because I had never really seen such a scene, I was not sure. During the introduction, Aikawa Yuo turned to look at Amamiya Chiran and asked her for confirmation.

"Yeah." Amamiya Chiran didn't say much along the way, and she would only respond at times like this.

"What's that planted? I remember what the grass is called."

"Pink grass, also called hairy grass, is a warm-growing plant." The encyclopedia girl once again played her role.

"That's right, that's what comes to mind. As expected of you as the president, you are so knowledgeable." Aikawa Yusheng made a thumbs up with his hand, the movement was not large, and the hand was only raised to the side of his waist.

"Thanks."

"There is a rumor that there is a god of love here. Is it credible?" Aikawa Yusheng suddenly thought of this story and looked at Amamiya Chiran and asked - As for the source of the news, it was naturally the gossip of his classmates.

"Of course it's unbelievable. I remember the specific content is that if you walk hand in hand from one side of the hillside to the other without letting go of your hands in the middle, you will receive blessings from the gods and will never be separated.

But among the friends I know, there are people who did this and succeeded, but still broke up after a while."

Amamiya Chiran said in a calm tone.

"It turns out that the price is only this. What kind of prerequisite is this? The gods have not received anything and they have to waste their divine power to give blessings. Who would do such a loss-making business? I don't know what the organizer of this rumor thinks. It is too unreasonable.

Yeah, it’s a complete lie.”

Aikawa Yusheng complained.

No matter how you say it, you have to sacrifice your life, money, and preach doctrines. For example, couples each dedicate one of their arms - I have really seen the young people who existed in the way of 'gods' in the past, so I thought in my mind

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"Yes." Amamiya Chiran nodded, agreeing with his statement.

.......

"It's a pity, it's almost summer now, so I can't see you." A mature and feminine voice inserted into the conversation between the two people, seeming to remind them of their existence.

Mrs. Amamiya, who was about to be ignored, spoke up. She looked at the entire hillside that was now yellow, and then at Aikawa Yuo's thumbs up. Her expression was natural and she spoke with appropriate expectations in her tone.

"As a parent, Aunt Amemiya, you can see it when you come back in the fall."

Then the group walked through the school’s art gallery.

Since Aikawa Yuo's understanding of art and cultural literacy is basically zero, and there is Amamiya Chisome around him, the main venue changes, and the scene becomes Amamiya Chiran explaining the origin of these artworks to Aikawa Yuo and his mother, and

their artistic nature.

It was Aikawa Yusheng who was in charge, while Mrs. Amemiya mainly watched and nodded.

"The Organization Department has something to ask me about, so I have to go there first." Halfway through the introduction, Amamiya Chiran looked at the messages on her phone and said to Aikawa Yusheng and her mother.

"Go ahead."

"If you need any help, please contact me."

We were only halfway through the corridor, and Aikawa Yusheng, Mrs. Amamiya and a group of silent entourage were left to continue moving forward.

The scene was very quiet for a while.

"I don't know much about art. Do you need me to read an introduction to you?" Yusheng Aikawa broke the silence by rubbing his eyebrows lightly and looking at these arts that he didn't know much about.

"Ha~" Mrs. Amamiya touched her lips lightly, let out a clear laugh, and then shook her head, "No need, but I understand these things quite well. Do I need to continue introducing my daughter to you, Aikawa?"

"I'm sincerely afraid, but there's no need." Aikawa Yusheng scratched his head in embarrassment and waved his hand.

"You and Chiran have a good relationship." After walking down the corridor, Mrs. Amamiya said with a smile.

"It's okay," Aikawa Yusheng nodded, "because I also have the position of assistant to the president, and I usually get along with the president more."

"Assistant, from your assistant's perspective, what kind of person is Qianran?"

"A person who can multi-task, is very smart, and can do well in anything." Aikawa Yusheng did not hesitate to praise him.

As for the negative comments about Dou S, I won’t say anything about it—for this, I might be able to ask the president for credit later.

When they arrived at the president's room, Mrs. Amamiya found a seat and sat down. She wanted to follow Aikawa Yuo who was sitting there, but found that everyone else was standing aside without saying a word.

"Auntie, can I sit down?" Out of politeness, Aikawa Yusheng said.

"Of course, do you want to sit over here?" Mrs. Amamiya moved to the side, freeing up part of the couch.

"No, I can just sit here."
To be continued...