The activity room of the Literary Club was already packed with people.

Although in theory, the club will not automatically withdraw from the club until the third year of high school.

But in fact, if you are no longer interested in the club, it is perfectly fine to stop participating in club activities even from the first year of high school.

Therefore, the total number of club members in the first and second years of high school is almost more than 70, but in fact, only about 40 people came to participate in the first club activity of the semester.

With the entrance of Xu Youyu, the originally lively classroom suddenly became quiet.

Seeing the very powerful senior sister sitting down on the podium, Li Luo couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Turning around to look at the classmates below, under Xu Youyu's gaze, they quickly stopped whispering and all their eyes focused on them.

I have to say that when he was in school, Xu Youyu was quite prestigious.

These classmates probably never imagined that Xu Youyu was like this at school, but another at home, and that when he was in Li Luo's bedroom, there would be an unknown third face, even Ying Chanxi

He Yan Zhusheng has never been seen.

When he thought of this, Li Luo looked at Xu Youyu who was sitting on the podium, and some strange emotions rose in his heart.

It makes people feel inexplicably itchy.

At this time, on the podium, Xu Youyu glanced at the time. He was not as serious as he was at the student union. Instead, he held up his chin and smiled: "This is not a place for classes, and I am not a teacher. If you want to chat, you can feel free to do anything.

There are still ten minutes until we start, why are you so quiet?"

After Xu Youyu said this, the whispers below gradually started to sound again.

It's just that most of the discussion was focused on Xu Youyu, the president. In addition, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi, who followed Xu Youyu in, also received a certain amount of attention.

Especially the members of the club who have been invited by Li Luo and Ying Chanxi in the past few days. At this time, they all know their identities, they are the two vice presidents of the literary club.

The sophomore in high school knew very well that when Senior Xu abdicated after the National Day, one of the two of them would be elected president and take over the banner of the literary club.

"Our president is the president of the student union, right?" Aikesi asked Jiang Liuxian in a low voice, sitting in the third row by the window.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"So beautiful." Aikosi glanced at Xu Youyu again, then put his hands on his ordinary chest and couldn't help but sigh, "And it's so big! It's much bigger than you."

"What are you talking about!" Jiang Liuxian suddenly blushed at what she said and quickly covered her mouth, "You are so rude, how could you say such a thing."

"Uh... Wuwu..." Aikes struggled for a moment, and after breaking free, he immediately said, "I'm just telling the truth, can't I even praise you?"

"But I see that the senior named Li Luo and that senior Ying Chanxi all came in together with that senior Xu."

"Are they the vice presidents?"

"Yes." Jiang Liuxian nodded, "After the last registration, they came to see me again to confirm that I would join the club before leaving."

"It shows that you are indeed the talent that the literary society is looking for." Aikosi said with a smile.

"No way." Jiang Liuxian shook his head and said, "It's just that I got full marks in the Chinese composition of the high school entrance examination. I'm just lucky."

"You're just too humble, okay."

The people below were chatting happily. Xu Youyu on the stage looked at the time. When it was one o'clock in the afternoon, he knocked on the tabletop of the podium to signal everyone to quiet down.

"Okay, it's already one o'clock, then our activities today will officially begin."

"Today is the first literary society meeting of our new semester, and it is also the first time that our new faces have come to our big family."

"I'm glad that you can choose the literary club as the club where you will leave wonderful memories in your high school career."

"The rules of our club are very loose. Except for the need to submit one piece of your own work every month, everything else doesn't matter. You can come and go freely."

"Of course, one article per month is just the bottom line. If you have a strong desire to create, you can submit a hundred articles."

"There are no restrictions on genres. Poetry, prose, and novels are all acceptable."

"After the works are submitted every month, they will be reviewed by Teacher Kong of our literary club. Excellent works will be selected, published in the monthly magazine of the literary club, and distributed to various classes for circulation."

"At the end of each semester, a vote will be held on the works in the monthly magazine to select the most popular works of the semester."

"The top three will be posted on the school bulletin board and receive a small reward."

Having said this, Xu Youyu paused for a moment, turned to look at Li Luo, who was sitting on a separate desk on the left side of the podium, and then said with a smile: "The next step is to introduce ourselves. Our future president, Li Luo, will do it."

Host."

Li Luo coughed twice and cleared his throat, but there was nothing to be afraid of.

He didn't bring out a list, nor did he follow the traditional self-introduction method of calling people one by one to stand up and speak. Instead, he stood up casually, looked at the boy by the window on the right and said, "Wu Yihang, right?"

?The top student in Class 1, Grade 1?"

"...Hello, senior." The boy named Wu Yihang was suddenly called on his name. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and nodded, "I am Wu Yihang."

"It's okay, don't be nervous." Li Luo walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and motioned for him to sit down. "We just want to chat and get to know each other. There is no need to stand up."

"You like poetry, especially the genre of Song poetry. You like it very much. When you were in junior high school, you participated in a poetry conference organized by the Municipal Writers Association and won the first prize."

"Let's not say it's too difficult. Among the poems you learned in junior high school, which one do you like best?"

This was the first time for Wu Yihang to face this kind of self-introduction. After thinking for a moment, he said: "The Sapphire Case, Xin Qiji's The Sapphire Case, I like it very much."

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly I looked back, and there he was, in a dimly lit place?" Li Luo said.

"Yes." Wu Yihang nodded, "But I prefer the sentence "The sound of the phoenix flute, the light of the jade pot, and the dance of fish and dragons all night long." It's beautifully written.

"Yeah." Li Luo nodded and did not continue chatting with him in detail, but instead looked at the girls on the other side of the classroom.

The girl happened to also like poetry, so Li Luo smoothly invited her to chat for a few words.

This information about each person's literary interests is included when they fill out the application form.

Li Luo read it once and wrote it all down. It was just in use at this time. There was no need to stand up one by one and introduce themselves dryly like in previous years.

Moreover, when you introduce yourself, others may not listen carefully, and they may not remember it after listening.

But under Li Luo's chat-like introduction, everyone didn't know who Li Luo would call next, so they couldn't help but listen carefully.

The content of Li Luo's chat was filled in by these students themselves on the application form. It was what they thought they liked the most, so the chat was naturally smooth.

So before they knew it, more than 30 high school freshmen had finished chatting like this.

When everyone came to their senses, they realized that they seemed to have already had a preliminary impression of the members around them.

Although I am not able to call everyone by name, I can at least remember the names of a few classmates who have similar interests to myself.

This kind of self-introduction makes people less nervous and more interesting, and the atmosphere becomes relaxed and comfortable.

After Li Luo finished talking, everyone looked at him with more admiration.

The future president, who was originally just appointed by Xu Youyu with a single word, was completely settled with this self-introduction, and everyone was convinced.

"Okay, self-introduction is over." Xu Youyu clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Now we all have a preliminary understanding. Next, we will enter the traditional part of our literary club, which is also a special project of our literary club."

As he spoke, Xu Youyu looked to the Yingchan River on the right.

Ying Chanxi understood the idea, took out a large stack of envelopes and stationery from the drawer, handed them to Li Luo to distribute, and said to everyone:

"Our literary club has a tradition of writing pen pal letters."

"Whether you want to make friends, want to talk, or complain and complain."

"We usually have a lot of things we want to say, but there are always some people who are unable to speak, or there are things that cannot be said, or there is no one around us who can share them."

"So the members of our literary club can write pen pal letters to each other to talk about these things that we usually can't tell others."

"New students in the first year of high school are writing pen pal letters for the first time. They can choose the pen pal they want to make based on the self-introduction they just introduced."

"There is no limit to the number of pen pal letters, you can write more."

"If you receive a pen pal letter from someone else, you can choose to reply or not. If you reply, you must indicate whether you accept being the other person's pen pal."

"If two people reach an exchange of pen pal letters, they can write to each other frequently in the future."

"Of course, if the other party refuses the pen pal invitation, don't continue to force it. Respecting each other's choice is the most important thing."

After receiving the envelope and letter from Li Luo, Jiang Liuxian's eyes were quite moved. He looked at his best friend Aikes next to him, then looked at Li Luo on the stage, pursed his lips, and didn't know what he was thinking.

And Aike Si next to her glanced at her, then immediately raised her hand and asked: "Senior, can a freshman in high school write a pen pal letter to a senior in high school who is a sophomore?"

"Okay." Ying Chanxi smiled, and then pointed at Xu Youyu, "Senior seniors in high school can do it too."

"I won't reply even if I write." Xu Youyu held his chin and laughed, "Don't waste your time on me. I already have a pen pal. I don't need another one."

In the audience, after receiving the affirmative answer, Aikesi whispered to Jiang Liuxian: "Senior sister said it's okay, are you planning to write to Senior Li Luo?"

"You, don't talk nonsense." Jiang Liuxian squeezed the letter paper tightly with her fingers and said with a slightly red cheek, "I didn't say I wanted to write to him. What are you guessing?"

Aikosi pouted: "We have been friends for many years. I can see what is written on your face at a glance, and he is indeed a good person."

"Huh?" Jiang Liuxian blinked, a little unresponsive, "Didn't you say that he was not a good person two days ago?"

"Ahem..." Aikosi coughed, "When I introduced myself just now, he was quite handsome."

"Really? Sisi thinks so too?"

"Yeah? Hum, it's really been exposed."

"Well... stop talking."

After all the envelopes and stationery were handed out, Li Luo said, "If you need more after you finish writing, just come up to the stage and get it. We have prepared a lot of letters and stationery, so you don't have to worry about running out."

After he finished speaking, the classroom fell silent, leaving only the sound of the letter scraping on the table and the pen tip moving across the paper.

Li Luo also took out two pieces of writing paper, turned his pen and thought for a moment, then looked at Xu Youyu and Ying Chanxi.

Ying Chanxi was already immersed in writing a letter at this moment.

Xu Youyu, on the other hand, smiled and raised his head to look sideways at him. When he saw Li Luo looking over, he moved to Li Luo's side, lay on the podium, looked down, and whispered, "I guess, what can you do today?"

I received a lot of letters, at least ten."

"Senior, you are so childish."

"Guess what does it matter? Isn't it good that you are so popular?"

"If senior sister hadn't said what she just said, she would have done a lot of harm."

"I just want a letter from you and Xixi."

"Then do you think I need letters from other girls?"

"I didn't say that it was definitely a girl who sent you the letter. Why did you default to a girl?" Xu Youyu laughed and said, "You are discriminating against boys. Boys think that you, the future president, are very powerful, so they want to

How about making friends?"

Li Luo: "..."

Xu Youyu's words were not wrong.

In the next half hour or so, some people finished writing letters one after another and began to send letters to their desired pen pals.

Li Luo soon received letters from three girls, but in addition, including Wu Yihang, who was the first to be named by him, two boys also wrote pen pal letters to him.

Looking at the five letters on the table, Li Luo clicked his tongue, thinking that his charm was really unisex.

As time went by, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the members of the literary club finished writing pen pal letters one after another.

Over there in the third row by the window, Jiang Liuxian first wrote a letter to Aikes, and then immersed himself in writing another.

But after she finished writing the letter, she did not send it out immediately. She was confused for a long time, and then wrote another letter.

It wasn't until people in the classroom started to leave after writing letters, and there were fewer and fewer people, that Jiang Liuxian finally plucked up the courage, grabbed two letters and walked to the podium.

"Senior Sister Ying...this, this...is for you." Jiang Liuxian blinked shyly and handed a letter in his hand to Ying Chanxi.

After she accepted it, she walked up to Li Luo and handed over another letter, "Senior Li Luo, this, this... um... is written to you."

"Oh, thank you." Li Luo glanced at Jiang Liuxian, then reached out to take it.

After sending the letter, Jiang Liuxian had exhausted all his strength. After watching Li Luo accept it, he suddenly floated back to his seat like a deflated balloon.

"Why don't you just give it away? You were so stubborn just now." Aikosi chuckled.

"I, I mainly want to thank my seniors for their help these two days." Jiang Liuxian said in a low voice, "They helped me a lot with matters in the student union."

"I know, I know." Alex waved his hand and said, "You can leave after delivering the letter, shall we leave too?"

"Well... let's go."

Watching the people in the classroom leaving one after another, and when only the three of them were left, Li Luo finally stretched out and handed the two letters he had just written to Xu Youyu and Ying Chanxi, and then took the letters from them.

A letter to myself.

"Humph." Ying Chanxi stuffed all the letters he received into his schoolbag, except for Li Luo's. Then he specifically put Li Luo's letter into the mezzanine of the schoolbag. He stood up and looked at the piles on Li Luo's desk.

After seeing the full envelope, he snorted, "You are really popular, Mr. President."

"Why are you so angry with me?" Li Luo rolled his eyes, "Didn't you collect a bunch of them yourself? That's all because of the appreciation of you by the freshmen in high school."

"I also have girls who can send me letters, okay?" Ying Chanxi said loudly.

"Then among my fourteen letters, there are also three boys who sent them." Li Luo collected the letters from Xu Youyu and Ying Chanxi separately, and stuffed the rest directly into his school bag, "I won't reply to the letters anyway, take a look.

Just put it away after seeing it.”

"Okay, this is the trouble of being too popular." Xu Youyu shook the three letters in his hand, except for Li Luo and Ying Chanxi, and said helplessly, "I just said that, and there are still people who insist on writing to me.

, it’s really nerve-wracking.”

The three of them put away the letter each. Xu Youyu yawned and asked Li Luo, "Are you going to the rock club again?"

"yes."

"Then I'll go home first." Xu Youyu looked at Ying Chanxi, "Where's Xixi? Will you go back with me?"

"I also want to go to the rock club." Ying Chanxi said quickly, "Senior sister, please go back first. Li Luo and I will go there for a walk."

"Okay, then I'll run away first."

The three of them left the activity classroom together, and after seeing off Xu Youyu at the entrance of the gymnasium, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi walked towards the rock club activity room on the second floor.

At this time, in the activity room.

Niu Qingling warmly welcomed the seven new high school freshmen who joined this time, and by the way talked about Yan Zhusheng's future as the new president.

As usual in previous years, the rock club's first performance was at the parent-teacher meeting, for all the parents of the first-year high school students.

Then there is the sports meeting and the New Year's Day party.

After briefly explaining the schedule for this semester to Yan Zhusheng, Niu Qingling handed over the task of selecting songs to Yan Zhusheng.

And Yan Zhusheng did not intend to discuss with the club members, and directly decided on the two songs "Under the Flying Clouds" and "The Sky is No Limit" as the main songs of this year's rock club for preliminary practice.

However, today is the first time the rock club has gathered this semester, and everyone mainly wants to get to know each other.

Moreover, there are quite a few new people joining this time. If you put it all together, before Niu Qingling leaves, you can even put together the configuration of two bands. This lineup can be regarded as luxurious.

However, Lin Suifeng was obviously a little absent-minded at this time. He glanced at Yan Zhusheng from time to time, and his mood was very bright.

He already knows now that the senior sister is called Yan Zhusheng. When Niu Qingling introduced her just now, she made it very clear. Lin Suifeng even knew clearly which three words they were.

It’s just that Yan Zhusheng didn’t seem to be good at words. Niu Qingling basically did all the talking, and Yan Zhusheng occasionally chimed in. After finalizing the repertoire, he just let everyone get familiar with the score without saying too much.

In the entire activity room, apart from Niu Qingling, Xie Shuchen was the only one left to maintain the atmosphere.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Niu Qingling also had a headache.

She really wanted Li Luo to be the president of the rock club.

After all, with Li Luo's character and ability, if he can serve as the president, Niu Qingling will be able to completely relax and entrust the rock and roll society.

But Li Luo had refused before, and Niu Qingling was not one to force others to do anything.

As for Xie Shuchen, he was actually the second choice.

It's just that Xie Shuchen is self-aware and thinks Yan Zhusheng is more suitable.

After all, after performing last year, Yan Zhusheng is the most eye-catching one in the rock club, both in terms of strength and popularity.

So under Xie Shuchen's refusal, Niu Qingling had no choice but to hand over the responsibility of president to Yan Zhusheng.

This is not because Niu Qingling looked down on Yan Zhusheng, so she refused to choose her.

I just simply feel that her personality is not suitable...

For example, now, unless Niu Qingling speaks, Yan Zhusheng simply ignores the group of freshmen next to him and is completely on his own.

This is quite a headache.

It would probably be much better if Li Luo was present.

Niu Qingling sighed, she just hoped that the literary club would work faster and release Li Luo as soon as possible.

While Niu Qingling was worrying about these things, Lin Suifeng on the side also mustered up the courage and came near Yan Zhusheng. After coughing twice, he said hello: "Sister Yan, hello, I am Lin Suifeng.

I used to meet him on the playground every morning when I ran in the morning, do you still remember?"

Yan Zhusheng was humming a song at this time, looking at the door from time to time, expecting someone to appear.

After being interrupted by Lin Suifeng, she turned to look at him, but did not respond to the other person's greeting. Instead, she tilted her head abruptly and asked, "Do you like me?"

This straight hit left Lin Suifeng stunned on the spot. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say: "This...that..."

"I don't like you." Yan Zhusheng stopped looking at him and saw two familiar figures outside the window. The corners of his eyes suddenly curved in joy, "And I have someone I like."

"If you joined the club because of this, then please leave."

"Rock clubs don't need people like this."

After saying that, Yan Zhusheng couldn't wait to run to the door of the activity room, opened the door and trotted out.

Lin Suifeng was left standing in a daze, and was immediately hit by Yan Zhusheng's series of attacks, which made him sweat on his back.

The whole face looked a little pale.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Songhe saw that something was wrong with him, so he came over and asked with concern, "What did you say to senior sister?"

"I...I didn't say anything..." Lin Suifeng looked confused, with a bit of bitterness and grievance on his face.

"You won't confess your love directly, will you?"

"I'm sick, just confess! I just said hello casually." Lin Suifeng gritted her teeth and whispered, "This Senior Yan is so weird. She is so direct, I don't even know what to say."

"So." Jiang Songhe nodded, "People may not really like you."

"You stepped on the horse..." Lin Suifeng grabbed his good brother's neck directly, "I'm already very hurt, okay, you still hurt my heart!"

Two people were having a fight in the activity room.

Yan Zhusheng had already rushed to the entrance of the corridor to greet Li Luo and Ying Chanxi who were coming up from downstairs.

"Why did you come here to wait?"

"I saw you coming from the window." Yan Zhusheng took the initiative to take Li Luo's hand and led him to the activity room, "Acting President, I will take you to meet the new members of the club, so you can get to know them well."

When Ying Chanxi saw this, his eyes widened immediately, and he hurriedly followed him. He looked at Yan Zhusheng grabbing Li Luo's wrist, swallowed his saliva, and wanted to say something, but Yan Zhusheng had already pulled Li Luo to move.

At the door of the room, he let go of his hand without giving her a chance to speak.

Seeing this scene, Ying Chanxi immediately puffed up his mouth and followed in a little depressed.
Chapter completed!