High height to height, the first br> gymnasium.

When he arrived, it was almost overcrowded.

It seemed that the first-year students gathered here piecemeal, forming a crowd of nearly a hundred people.

Considering the size of the gymnasium, 100 people do not seem to be anything, but this is actually very lively.

Because the whole first-year freshmen are only 160, and there are only 100 freshmen who can come, which shows everyone's interest in this new meeting.

Of course, in addition to the first-year students, there are many students in the second and even third grade.

“That’s supposed to be fun, isn’t it?”

"After all, there is such an uproar in the upper grades, and it will not be possible to do so."

Fangli and Yijiu Road Qinglong stood slightly behind the crowd, while commenting on this point, while reading the booklets that were distributed when entering the stadium.

The booklet is about the detailed information of the various societies in the highly bred high.

The road was clear and turned around, and there was no emotional sound on the other.

“There are also a lot of clubs in this school, not only sports clubs such as athletics clubs, basketball clubs, football clubs, football clubs, but also chemical societies such as tea ceremony clubs, book clubs, and kitchen arts societies.”

In response to this, the girl behind Fang and the boudoir Qinglong also had a similar annexation.

“Not only is the number of associations there is a lot, but no matter which society is of high standard, it seems that there are also national-level players in the community, which are famous people throughout the country, and it is expected to become professional players in the future.”

The orange terrrel said in a sweet and soft voice.

"Everyone has also said that the school's community equipment is far from the same level of schools, but also enough, even the professional level may be different?" 」

The "everyone" here is estimated to refer to students outside the year D class, right?

The girl's wide range of friends, the strong ability to make friends, it seems that Fang Liang imagined it is still powerful.

What matters now is not that, but...

“Why are you coming here?”

Fang Li spoke to the two young girls standing behind himself and the boudoir Qinglong.

Look closely, not only the orange terrrel, even the north bell has followed.

In this regard, the orange trucon is just to give a consistently sweet smile.

"Because it looks like fun, I want to have a good relationship with you."

So, the orange truise came along.

As for the north bell...

“I think you have to correct the statement that you say ‘followed’.”As usual, the bell tone of Hirgun was as unrelenting as ever, and said, "I'm just just interested in this new move, and I'm not with you."

This is very similar to what the North Bell will say.

But the orange truise is still a bit surprised.

"I can't believe that the students in the north are interested in community activities?"He seemed to be really surprised, and said with a smile: "I thought that the students in Hirbei should not be able to make a little effort for the collective activities of the community."

In the face of this statement of the orange terrrel in the field, the sound of the north bell did not waver at all.

"Don't say it as if I knew me well, I haven't said a word to you before today."He said, "But you're right, I'm not interested in community activities, I just want to see this new meeting."

It is also said that the sound of the bell is not attracted by the community, but by the other things.

That’s just that, right?

“Are you interested in the new student who can draw a tie with the student president?”

The tidly-grind made this question.

In exchange for that response.

"You are also wrong."Unknowingly, in a somewhat insistent tone, said: "It is just a race of nostalgice, this does not mean that that person can be separated from the student president, for the student president, the race is only one of its advantages, in addition to the advantages of countless, there is no reason why the race will confuse the two people."

This statement of the north ringtone made many people feel a little surprised.

Because, it sounds like the president of the sheltered student.

The bonhor bell that is not interested in no one and blindly lives in his own world will produce such a clear bias.

Isn't that surprising enough?

It is also recalled that the surname of Hirbu Bell Yin, as well as the surname of the student president, both are surnamed Hirkenbei.

This made the boudoir clear and the truss terribles begin to sound.

“Northern, you really are...”

“The student and the student president should not be...”

Both seem to have a guess.

But before that, there was some commotion around it that caught everyone’s attention.

“Do you think that person was that person before?”

“It looks a bit like...”

Around, those seniors who came to see the lively began to point at a person.

And this person seemed to have nothing noticed, still standing there, looking at the stage in front of the stadium, a calm face.

However, the people around this person cannot be calm.

“How do you feel when the seniors around you are watching us?”

“It’s not about looking at us as it is looking at us.”

The garlic path was clear and puzzled.

The sound of the bell also found this and silently looked at the past.

The eyes of many people gathered in the room.

However, there is no concern about the observation of the people around, and no care about the surprise of the people around them, Fang Li only said a faint word.

“A new explanation will begin.”

As soon as the voice of Fang Li fell, a voice sounded from the stage.

"Students, let's wait a long time."

A girl with an outstanding appearance and a conspicuous purple hair appeared on the stage, stood on the speech table, opened the microphone, and let her voice spread throughout the scene.

"I am the secretary of the student union, the third grade of the orange, the next will be I will be the host of this briefing, but also please a lot of advice."

After making a self-introduction, the student secretary who called himself Orange entered the subject.

“Then, please ask the representatives of the major associations to start to explain.”

After that, Orange dropped.

At the same time, a group of people flocked to the stage from the background and lined up on the stage.

Among those people, there were strong teachers in judo suits, and there were students in beautiful monsoons.

At the end of these people, there was a third-year senior in uniform standing there without expression.

Seeing this teacher, the rest of the people, regardless, the body of Hirgun was slightly shaken.

They never looked at each other again.