Love Purification Agreement

"Nyan-chan."

He wanted to give Miaojiang an order, so he casually made a call on the phone in his pocket.

Even a phone call would be enough, someone come and save me.

But before he could open his mouth, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

It's a plane call!

Ye Shiyu was slightly stunned and looked at Yan Huan's pocket.

After a moment of silence, she reached into Yan Huan's pocket and took out his cell phone.

The caller ID above is:

Bai Yi.

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Ye Shiyu fell silent as she looked at the name that seemed a little strange yet familiar.

Then he stretched out his hand, as if preparing to reach for the answer button.

Yan Huan, who had just thought he was saved, looked down at the name of the caller on the phone and saw Ye Shiyu reaching out to answer the call.

The heartbeat that had originally calmed down suddenly jumped up like a roller coaster.

Yes, I had originally planned to have a study group with Bai Yi at noon today!!

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

In the quiet atmosphere, the phone still rings.

Chapter 74 It’s never too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost

"Hmm, so, Spencer, do you need to gather four people to create a club now?"

In the forest park, Anle asked this as he looked at Spencer jumping down from the tree in front of him.

Before Anle looked around to find something to put under Spencer, she seemed to have found a way by instinct.

First, he found a tree that was relatively close to the wall, then jumped from the wall in place, and actually jumped a distance of three or four meters, and jumped onto the tree.

Then he slowly climbed down from the tree and finally managed to get into the school.

"Could this guy be a transformed Maru?"

Little Finger was amazed by what he saw.

Spencer sat in front of Anle, folded his hands and nodded, and said to Anle,

"Anyway, Yan Huan said so. I have to participate in the club war and win to avoid being expelled. Because I beat up that guy who took sides on Park Shuwen's side, they probably won't accept me. I'll have to find one myself to compete."

Hearing this, Anle pursed her lips and felt a little guilty.

Spencer beat up Hua Zhaofeng just for his own sake, and now he can't join the track and field club because of this incident.

If the club is not successfully formed,

Compared to Anle's guilt, Xiaozhi spit out his tongue and showed a puzzled look.

"Wait, why did Yan Huan tell her the method? When did their relationship become so good?"

Anle looked at Little Finger and said angrily,

"Maybe this is just Xiao Huan's duty as the student council president. Also, is it possible that Xiao Huan is doing this because he knows that Park Seo-Won bullied me?"

"Haha, just tell me straight, you just think Yan Huan helped Spencer because of you?"

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Anle blushed, but did not speak or nod in agreement.

But the most important thing now is to help Spencer avoid being expelled. As for the rest...

Anyway, Spencer said he would help me when the time comes!

Thinking of this, Anle's brain started to work quickly.

She pursed her lips, looked at Spencer seriously and said,

"I understand. Then I will join your club, Spencer."

"Oh, so now we have two people. Where are we going to find the remaining two people?"

"It shouldn't be difficult to find the remaining two students. There were a few students who didn't join the club this morning during the club recruitment. They're probably similar to me, the kind who aren't very popular in the class."

At this point, Anle glanced at Spencer cautiously and asked,

"If you don't mind, Spencer, I..."

"I don't care. My club doesn't do these kinds of things. As long as they're happy to join, that's fine."

Spencer folded his hands and said this nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Anle smiled slightly and thought to himself, "Spencer is indeed like this."

But soon, the smile faded a little, and she began to analyze seriously.

"I still remember the names of those classmates. I can search the campus mailbox, find their email addresses, and then ask them out for a chat."

"Ow."

"The most important thing now is the club's theme and the probability of winning the club war."

"Ow."

Spencer looked at Anle in front of him and thought, as if she was his external brain.

It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not, just show an expression of awe.

At this point, Anle glanced at Spencer cautiously and asked,

"Mr. Spencer, do you know what the so-called club war is like?"

"I don't know."

Anle was not annoyed, but explained very patiently,

“Many activities at Totsuki Academy are completely different from those at other schools, either in terms of timing or content.

"For example, when running for student council, most schools start at the end of the school year, but our school starts at the beginning of the school year.

"It's the same with the club war. Other schools use it as a recruitment event, but ours is a grand competition. We even have things like 'granting the winner's wish.'"

Spencer nodded in confusion, stroking his chin and muttering,

"Hmm, what should I wish for? Hehe, why not let those annoying guys..."

"The club hasn't even been established yet, Spencer, and you're already thinking about the prizes for winning?"

Anle smiled helplessly and reminded Spencer,

"If Spencer wins, the wish will have to be used to prevent you from being expelled. That's why Xiao Huan made it mandatory for you to participate in the club war and win."

"Ah? Like this."

Anle also just realized that Spencer had just sorted out this logic.

She looked at Spencer in front of her with considerable concern, wondering if it was still necessary to explain the rules of the club war to her.

After thinking about it, she decided not to tell Spencer so much at once, as she would probably forget it soon anyway.

Anle simply stood up and took out his cell phone.

"Then I'll contact those students first. Um, I remember them being Senior Nino from Class B, Year 2, Tatsuya Sakawa from Class D, Year 1, and Senior Jiang Yun from Class C, Year 2."

She entered the corresponding name into the Totsuki campus email software and asked Spencer while typing the email inviting them to join.

"So, Mr. Spencer, what exactly is our club supposed to do?"

"Oh, don't worry about that, I've already thought about it."

Spencer folded her hands and smiled confidently, causing Anle, who was typing, to look at her curiously and hear her say loudly,

"That's the book club!!"

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Anle's hand that was typing on the keyboard stopped instantly, and he and the little finger on his shoulder stared at Spencer who was smiling freely with wide eyes.

The next second, her face flushed and she retorted,

"No, don't use something this weird as the club theme! No one will join!"

"Huh? Why?"

Spencer was puzzled, and it seemed that Anle was not a normal person.

"Shouldn't everyone love this kind of true story that's so popular? So many people lined up to buy it at the game convention, didn't you?"

"How is it real?! Spencer, you... you can't tell the difference between fiction and reality anymore?"

Anle blushed, and was somewhat socially desperate to explain the complexities to Spencer, a newbie who knew nothing.

But she couldn't be as ignorant and fearless as Spencer. She was so confused when she just mentioned the nouns.

"All the stories there are made up! They are just comics! Especially the one you read. Pure. Pure ballet."

Anle was about to cry, so she simply covered her face in despair so that she could say the rest of the words in one breath.

"Anyway! The story inside, whether it's the heroine's reaction, the hero's size, or the duration, it's all lies!! Do you take the tonic seriously?!"

Spencer opened his mouth, slightly startled, but retorted indignantly,

"You're lying! How could it be a lie? It's all true!"

"It's not real! Just like Santa Claus, it's fictional! It doesn't exist in reality!"

"What did you say?! Santa Claus is fake?"

Spencer opened her mouth wide, even more shocked than when she heard Anle refute her pure ballet as fake.

Anle raised his head and looked at Spencer's reaction. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

The little finger on the shoulder showed a sympathetic expression.

"I don't know if I'll ever get the chance to meet Spencer's parents. If you do, you should try to persuade them to get another one if you can. I'm afraid this one is already useless."

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Anle pursed her lips, but her kind nature prevented her from showing the same sympathetic expression as Xiaozhi.

Spencer folded his hands angrily, obviously not believing Anle's nonsense.

"Forget whether Santa Claus is real or fake, let's just talk about the pure ballet. You say the things inside are fake, but they are obviously real!"

"How can it be true?!"

Looking at Anle's face full of doubt, Spencer, with his hands folded, opened his mouth, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, and his face became slightly rosy.

She tilted her head back, her blue eyes flickering.

"The size and stuff you mentioned is obviously real and I know it. You don't have to lie to me!"

Little Finger looked at Anle with dead eyes and complained,

"What on earth is this idiot using as a reference?"

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Anle no longer wanted to debate this with Spencer. She now covered her head in disbelief.

He raised his phone like a white flag, surrendering.

"..that's it..don't say any more, Spencer-san."

"Hehe, you still want to deceive me?"

"woo"

Anle wanted to die, but she also felt that it would be too unfair if she died because of something like this.

She looked at Spencer, who was standing tall and full of energy, with a sad face, and said,