In the third year of high school, I exchanged bodies with Yukinoshita

The two of them were complaining about things at school when the physical education teacher came out of the office with a sad face.

"Hey, what did you do during morning reading today and the homeroom teacher caught you doing it again?"

Fang Xuan greeted his good brother warmly. Seeing his sad face, Fang Xuan felt much better.

Seeing my good brother suffer, I feel a sense of schadenfreude.

"I'm just studying normally, but I'm reading it differently..."

Zuo Yu thought about the time when he used to sit in front of and behind the gym teacher. He remembered that during morning reading, the gym teacher would intermittently sing a few songs in between reciting lessons. "It's singing, right? You guys are not singing during morning reading again, are you?"

"How did you know?"

"Don't mention Zuo Yu, I know what's going on. After all, we've both sat in front of you before, and we don't know what your habits are during morning reading... So how are we going to deal with you this time?"

"A verbal warning. If you do it again, I will ask your parents to come to school."

The physical education teacher spoke weakly about the punishment the head teacher told him. Fortunately, their head teacher was a relatively kind person, unlike some teachers who would invite parents to the school for such a small matter.

"It's okay...the head teacher showed some mercy, otherwise your parents would have been called directly for singing during the morning reading class. After all, your behavior will definitely affect the morning reading state of those around you." Zuo Yu felt that their head teacher was still as good as ever, and he didn't punish the physical education committee member severely.

"I'm just regretting why I was caught. Our homeroom teacher always came in through the front door to check on us during morning reading class, but who would have thought he would come in through the back door today to check on us."

The sports committee member was not looking miserable because of the punishment, but was upset about being caught in the morning.

Apparently, the head teacher's unusual approach today had caught him off guard. He looked at Zuo Yu and said, "I remember you said our head teacher likes to come to the front to check on our morning reading. How come he came through the back door to check on our morning reading today? I trusted you so much."

"How can you still blame me for this? Isn't it because of your own singing during morning reading? And I also told you directly that under normal circumstances our homeroom teacher would come from the front to observe our morning reading class. I never said that he would definitely not come from the back door to observe our morning reading class."

"So what do you think happened to the homeroom teacher today that allowed him to come through the back door and watch our morning reading class?"

"Maybe today, when he was about to go upstairs, he suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom, so he went to the bathroom on the first floor. Because he is older, he chose to go upstairs by the stairs closest to the bathroom. So when he got to our floor, the door closest to our classroom was the back door, and so some unlucky guy got caught."

"It seems that this is really possible. It seems that I was just unlucky today. I will dare to do it next time."

After listening to Zuo Yu's analysis, the Sports Commissioner felt that he was just unlucky to be caught this time, so he put on a fearless look and said that he would dare to do it again next time.

"I think you'd better tone it down a bit..." Zuo Yu looked at the gym teacher who was about to get carried away again and advised, "Sitting in the back makes it hard to observe the teacher's things. Plus, the teacher's favorite places are the back door and the back window. They love to observe our study status from there. You're sitting right next to the back door and the back window, so you'd better stop being so reckless... Of course, if you really want to do it, I recommend installing a rearview mirror."

Hearing Zuo Yu's joke, the physical education teacher replied unhappily.

"Go away. Doesn't installing a rearview mirror mean I want to do something bad?"

Fang Xuan also advised: "I still remember the book 'Dragon Clan' that was in your hand. It was because the teacher caught you reading an extracurricular book in class through the back window. So you should be more careful."

"I still remember that incident. We all saw it, so why was I the only one caught?"

"Because you're not sensitive enough to the teacher's gaze on you. The teacher has been staring at you for a long time before you can realize that someone is always watching you. But sensitive people are like Zuo Yu. As soon as the teacher sets his eyes on him, he feels that the teacher is behind him."

Listening to Fang Xuan's bragging, Zuo Yu felt a little embarrassed. It was not that he was sensitive to sight, but his sixth sense told him that someone was watching him and it was dangerous to continue.

"Alas, I still have to listen to Zuo Yu. Looks like I have to be more restrained in the future."

"So, you were caught and scolded by your homeroom teacher just for singing a song this morning?"

"Actually... I sang three songs, and the homeroom teacher heard them all. He patted my shoulder after he finished listening. At the time, I thought the homeroom teacher probably only heard one song, and I could still argue. Who knew he was listening to me sing at the back door the whole time, and he even praised me for singing well."

Although I think that's hurting you.

Zuo Yu and Fang Xuan exchanged glances and felt that the fact that the Sports Committee member's parents were not called in this time could be considered a special favor from the class teacher. Although it was more likely because the Sports Committee member had performed well in the last exam, the class teacher felt that there was no need to delve into it.

However, the teachers that spawned at the back window and door were truly terrifying, their level of terror comparable to a jump scare. It was the most boring yet effective way to scare people. Unlike the Tyrant in Resident Evil, who instilled fear through the sound of footsteps, a jump scare was a sudden, frightening image.

Imagine that when you hear the teacher's footsteps approaching, you are not afraid. But when you feel someone is looking at you from behind, you turn around and meet the teacher's eyes. That must be a jump scare.

You don’t know when the head teacher is behind you, nor do you know how much the head teacher knows. The only thing you can be sure of is that you will be invited to the office by the head teacher and enjoy the private room prepared by the head teacher.

Just like the physical education teacher today, he was suddenly hit on the shoulder by the teacher from behind. I believe he must have been very desperate at that time.

"...By the way, which day's class are you making up for tomorrow?"

After a few people finished joking about the Sports Committee's affairs today, they returned to the topic they were supposed to discuss. Fang Xuan asked which class he had to make up on Saturday so that he could complete his class assignments according to tomorrow's schedule.

"Monday's class."

"We have to do the big cleaning on Mondays, right? So should we do it tomorrow?"

Zuo Yu looked at Fang Xuan who was fantasizing about the big cleaning tomorrow and felt helpless. This guy really dared to think of anything to avoid class.

"You're stupid... We did the big cleaning on Saturday, so what are we going to do next Monday? We definitely won't do the big cleaning."

Before they heard the preparatory bell, they saw the teacher coming out of the office and looking kindly at the three of them standing outside the classroom.

Zuo Yu and the others also consciously ended the topic, returned to their classroom, and returned to their seats.

Watching the teacher start the class before the bell rang.

Zuo Yu didn't listen to the teacher who was talking about the knowledge points eloquently. He knew it anyway. He looked at the blue sky outside and his thoughts flew to Yukinoshita Yukino.

Today is Friday, and I don’t know how the preparations for Yukinoshita Yukino’s school festival are going.

He deliberately did not leave any emails for Yukinoshita Yukino this time, hoping that Yukinoshita Yukino could complete the school festival on her own. In this way, Yukinoshita Yukino would have enough confidence.

However, although Zuo Yu wanted Yukinoshita Yukino to complete this school festival alone, Zuo Yu still hoped that everything would go well for her. He didn't want Yukinoshita Yukino to encounter anything particularly difficult.

Chapter 140 Things in the Classroom

Outside the classroom, cheers from students from various classes rang out. As the bell rang for Friday's final class, the Sobu High students' learning for the week was over, and everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Yukinoshita Yukino sat in the classroom. Normally, she should have been in the Service Club by this time. Although the entire Service Club had been busy preparing for the school festival, and they'd been staying in the classroom prepared by the Student Council for the past few days, she shouldn't have been trapped in the classroom at this time. Their class hadn't yet finished with the final bell.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the monitor standing on the podium and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to take up everyone's precious time after school. But our class's school festival project must be submitted to the school festival executive committee. Today is the last day. If you don't submit it..."

That's right, that's why Yukinoshita Yukino is still in the classroom. The project for her class's school festival has not yet been finalized. The class seems to be divided into two factions, one saying they want to open a Japanese pastry shop, and the other saying they want to open a Western pastry shop.

The two factions are deadlocked and have not yet decided which opinion to adopt.

Moreover, the deadlines for the projects submitted by each class were personally determined by Yukinoshita Yukino, the chairperson of the executive committee.

Each class's project must be submitted before the end of this week so that she can ask the students in charge of publicity to designate a brochure.

She should have gone to the classroom prepared by the Student Union to continue presiding over the preparations for the school festival, but she was unable to arrive in time because of things happening in the class.

Is this like shooting oneself in the foot...?

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the class monitor above and saw that the two factions were in a stalemate, so they finally decided to use the old method... voting.

In these two projects, each person casts a vote to choose the project they want to hold in the class, and the project with the most votes wins.

This is what is called the majority deciding the minority. It may sound old-fashioned, but it works.

only......

Yukinoshita Yukino counted the number of people in the class. There were supposed to be twenty-five people, but this semester there was a transfer student... Kurohime Yuto, which means there are now twenty-six people in the class.

If there is an even number of voters, there is a possibility of a tie.

The class monitor then began to call the roll according to the student numbers, asking for everyone's opinions. When Yukinoshita Yukino's name was called, she thought for a moment about which one to vote for...

Although the option she wanted to vote for was not here, mooncakes did not seem to be Western pastries, but they were not Japanese pastries either.

The main reason why she finally decided to invest in Japanese pastries was... Yukinoshita Yukino studied abroad in the UK, but I won’t mention the food there.

After all, the saying that the last French restaurant in the world is in the UK is not a joke.

Then it was the last person's turn. Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the correct character on the blackboard and saw that it was only one stroke short, which meant that the last person could decide whether the vote was a tie.

The last person is Yuito Kurohime, who is the last student because she is a transfer student.

When the people in front of her were voting, Heiji Yuedeng prayed in her heart, hoping that her vote would be insignificant and not a decisive vote.

Unfortunately, contrary to her wishes, her prayers had no effect.

The vote in her hand became the most important one, determining what projects their class would participate in and whether they could leave school.

She looked at the expectant eyes of the people around her, and many of them were winking at her frantically.

Those were the people who took her out to play every day when she just started school. Some of them voted for Western style, and some voted for Japanese style.

In other words, no matter which one Heiji Jiedeng votes for, it will cause dissatisfaction among the other faction.

What should she do? She didn't want her vote to become important because she didn't want some people to hate her, but in the end she couldn't escape it.

Kurohime Yuedeng looked at the vote pattern on the blackboard. The Western-style faction had a slight advantage of one vote, which meant that if she voted for the Western-style faction, the Western-style faction would become the project in their class with a huge advantage of two votes.

But Kurohime Yuito doesn't seem to have made a decision. If she votes for the Western style, what will those who support the Japanese style do?

Will they blame all their failures on their vote for the Western style?

Since you don't want to make a decision, just let it tie and let everyone discuss it. That way, it won't be you who makes the final decision.

"...Japanese...style."

"Is there any reason?"

The monitor looked at the votes on the blackboard. If Kurohime Yuto had voted for the Japanese style, the votes would have been a tie. This was not good news for the monitor, who wanted to draw a quick conclusion, so she began to ask Kurohime Yuto why she chose the Japanese style.

"I've never been abroad and only know Japanese pastries, so I voted for Japanese."

The difference between Kurohime Yuto and Yukinoshita Yukino is that she is the eldest daughter of a family living deep in the mountains. There are no people of her age nearby, so she grew up alone under the watchful eyes of her family.

She had only been exposed to Japanese pastries, so her investment in them seemed to have legitimate reasons.

"I'm sorry, I forgot about this. This is a very good reason." The class monitor apologized to Kurohime Yuto, and then looked at the two items that were tied on the blackboard.

Now we are back to the starting point, still at a stalemate.

She scratched her head and decided to try a different approach. "Is there anyone who wants to change their ticket?"

She wanted to see if anyone would compromise and let the matter go.

However, no one answered from below.

It doesn't look like anyone is willing to back down.

"Then let me tell you why I chose the Western style. Our class is an international class, which means that most people will choose to study abroad, and a small number have already gone abroad. So I think choosing the Western style can reflect the characteristics of our class."

The squad leader decided to give it a try and see if he could get a vote.

But the people below didn't seem to be impressed by her canvassing behavior, and no one made any changes.

Helplessly, she could only name Yukinoshita Yukino.

"...Um, Yukinoshita-san, I remember you were one of the group that went abroad. Why did you choose the Japanese style?"

“I studied abroad in the UK, so…”

"Oh, England... no wonder."

The class leader saw that his plan to change Yukinoshita Yukino's ticket was also ruined...

It seemed like there was really no way out, and the squad leader felt overwhelmed.

It's such a headache why no one is making concessions...

In fact, now that things have developed to this point, it is difficult for anyone to make changes.

The class monitor also understood this, but if they did that, their class wouldn't be able to submit their projects...

"How about you, class monitor, remove the people who are involved in the preparations for the school festival? You won't be involved in our class's projects, so you don't have to vote. Let's see if this makes any difference."

The girls below looked at the class monitor who was in an awkward position on the podium and suggested that the four people who were participating in the school festival be eliminated. After all, they did not need to participate in the preparation of the class project.

"Let me see... I have a Western-style ticket, Yukinoshita has a Japanese-style ticket, and Yuto has a Japanese-style ticket. So, what's your ticket, Mie?"

"Western style."

Isn't this still a tie?!

The class monitor was almost in despair when she saw that the votes were tied again and they still couldn't decide what the project for their class would be.

Hanyu Mie was puzzled that Yukinoshita Yukino did not vote for the Western style. Even if there was nothing delicious in the UK, there were some in other places.

And her goal is to understand foreign eating habits by making Western-style pastries.

So in this regard, she did not choose to change her vote and followed Yukinoshita Yukino's Japanese voting style.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the class monitor who was almost turned into ashes on the podium. It was really a difficult decision.

How did you choose when you ate mooncakes at Zuo Yu's place last time? I think you ordered them all.

So can we have them all here?