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Chapter 729: That Unromantic Student Council President (26)

The weather has gotten colder recently for some reason, perhaps due to a cold front or something else. In any case, Song Zhishu has already wrapped herself in a thin scarf.

"Why is the weather like this in April?" Song Zhishu pouted and complained, "These are the only few comfortable days of the year. After a few days, it will be so hot that people will feel like throwing up."

The morning light diffused, creating a beautiful interplay of light and shadow in the condensed air.

"Does Song want to know the reason?" Zhao Eyun took advantage of the moment, her eyes crinkling with a smile, and said gently, "Then let's learn more geography today."

"You'd better stop right now," Song Zhishu frowned. "I've been going to school on time, so say something nice to me." Although Song Zhishu seemed unreliable, she was surprisingly efficient. The day after her phone call with Song Chao, she generously brought Zhao Eyun over. Zhao Eyun was completely stunned; she never imagined Song Chao would actually agree to such an absurd thing.

He was still racking his brains to find a reason to refuse, but Song Zhishu got impatient and prepared to go to his house directly. Zhao Eyun immediately nodded.

He doesn't like anyone going to his place.

After refusing Song Zhishu's "kind offer" to find someone to help him move, Zhao Eyun didn't keep her waiting any longer. He had nothing to worry about. After returning to his "home" and bringing the portrait of his mother that he had drawn from memory, along with some other small items, Zhao Eyun considered himself to be temporarily settling in Song Zhishu's little nest.

As for what those little things are?

Song Zhishu admitted that when she saw Zhao Eyun standing smiling in front of her house carrying two large boxes of instant noodles, she was indeed unusually silent. Zhao Eyun had hidden the painting in the boxes, so Song Zhishu couldn't see it. She considerately arranged for Zhao Eyun's room to be on the second floor, close to her own room and quiet.

No matter how lacking in boundaries Song Zhishu may be, she still maintains the demeanor and manners expected of a young lady. She has never entered Zhao Eyun's room and has also told Xiaoyu not to clean his room, as he has plenty of hands to do it himself.

Zhao Eyun was also the kind of person who would accept whatever came his way. He adapted very well and still dutifully woke Song Zhishu up every day.

From initially flying into a rage to later becoming numb and indifferent, Song Zhishu is now able to get up on time.

Since achieving good grades in her last exam, Song Zhishu has been plagued by a lot of trouble without her knowledge, especially in the anonymous online community, which has turned the place upside down. With their IDs hidden, they have been reveling endlessly in this dark little corner of the internet.

However, neither Zhao Eyun nor Song Zhishu had the time or energy to pay attention to them. After the results came out, Song Zhishu did not show too much excitement. He just curled up the corners of his lips and made a phone call to Song Chao to brag.

Along with this, Zhaoye Cloud is becoming an increasingly well-established company.

They went to school together every day. Song Zhishu always spoke first, and Zhao Eyun would answer any questions, but she never took the initiative to bring up topics.

For example, after listening to Song Zhishu's words, he pondered for a moment: "The day of the arts performance is coming soon. Does Song feel happy to hear this news?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhishu immediately perked up and turned her head excitedly to ask, "Really? When?"

Zhao Eyun quickly replied, "The Friday after next."

Song Zhishu's steps became lighter. She quickened her pace and walked ahead of him, stopping in the light shadow of the spring trees. Sunlight filtered through the lace of her skirt, casting the brightest rays that delicately shone on her black hair, making it shimmer like gold.

She suddenly turned around, her smile brighter than the sunlight overhead, her arrogant lips making even the most reserved flowers bloom: "Am I the first person to know about this from you?" Zhao Eyun slowed her pace.

Because she stopped, he had to stop too.

He suddenly realized he had forgotten what she had asked. Looking at her face, he suddenly panicked, his heart rate accelerating as he mechanically searched his mind for what she had just said.

So, the usually quick-witted and composed Chairman took a long time to finally utter an "um." He looked up, staring directly into her eyes, and said in his usual gentle voice without any hesitation, "You were the first one I told."

Song Zhishu rarely waited for his answer so patiently. Enduring his gaze, she didn't flinch. She looked up, hummed, and strode forward, raising her voice slightly: "As my friend and housekeeper, this is your duty."

Watching Song's behavior as usual, Zhao Eyun stood there in confusion, tilting his head slightly. His heart was still racing, so hot that he felt a burning sensation near his ears. "Isn't it pretty cold today?"

He touched his earlobe, muttering to himself in confusion, but still followed after him.

Spring trees awaken, branches sprout green buds, and the water's hue is revealed.

[Ding! Target's affection level increased by 5, current affection level is 50]

Song Zhishu now also drags Zhao Eyun to do aerobics together, and through this period of training, Zhao Eyun's physical fitness has improved significantly. Actually, at first, Song Zhishu just wanted Zhao Eyun to practice on her own, since she usually exercises at home, and doing this kind of aerobics was too embarrassing.

However, it's possible that she was eating bread and laughing too loudly next to Zhao Eyun, which made Zhao Eyun want to rebel, and she actually started to act shamelessly in front of Song Zhishu.

"If Song doesn't jump with me, I won't jump either."

These were his exact words, and Song Zhishu was shocked at the time.

"Zhao Eyun?! Do you know what you're saying?!" Zhao Eyun shrugged, her beautiful features accentuated by the light: "Of course! How could I bear to train without considering Song's safety?"

In short, after a week, Song Zhishu finally joined the aerobics team, feeling utterly hopeless.

No. 1 High School is great in every way, except that its taste is too low, yet it thinks it's keeping up with the times.

For example, one of the exercises they do is called "Plant a seed in your heart, blah blah blah".

After finishing their exercises, they went to eat. Zhao Eyun now had assets and sometimes even generously treated Song Zhishu to steamed buns.

Don't underestimate this; Zhao Eyun herself only eats plain steamed buns, but she actually added two pieces of meat to the buns she made for Song Zhishu.

Song Zhishu: I'm so touched.

After that, Song Zhishu and Zhao Eyun went their separate ways. Perhaps it really is true that one is influenced by one's company. Although Song Zhishu was still lazy, she would also join in the morning reading, but most of the time she would squint at Zhao Eyun's tall and straight figure through the window.

After the third period, a notice was posted on the school's bulletin board announcing that there would be a cultural performance the following Friday, and everyone was encouraged to sign up. The program selection would take place next Friday.