To Wayne's surprise, Chris took very serious notes in these two classes.
Also, as long as she can make up her mind, she can probably get things done well.
After thanking her very sincerely, Wayne quickly filled in his notes while chatting with Chris who was sitting next to him.
"Before school ends, I have to meet with Chairman Harold. Do you want to come with me?" he asked casually.
Chris hesitated for a moment.
"What am I going to do? I have nothing to say to him..."
Seeing Chris's reluctance, Wayne didn't force it. "Then you and your friends can play for a while first. I will be back soon after I hand in the Lily Club's report."
Now that the position of acting president of the Lily Club has been handed over to Wayne, he must handle some chores according to regulations.
But fortunately, overall, these things are not difficult to deal with, and the academy does not exclude them from finding other helpers, so Wayne can handle it fairly well.
"Speaking of which... Chris, do you have any ideas about holiday activities?" He asked again, "If you want to go somewhere, you can tell me in advance. Maybe you can organize a group with Lily Club classmates."
But this time Chris didn't look happy as usual when she heard about going out to play.
She just hugged her chest gloomily: "Although I usually have fun playing with my friends, it doesn't mean that I want to stay with them at any time."
The pen in Wayne's hand stopped.
He couldn't help but glance sideways at Chrissy's expression.
"So... I can understand that you just want to stay with me?"
Chris snorted and didn't respond.
She clearly doesn't want to stay with her, but she still suppresses this natural emotion... No matter from which aspect, Chris's character is too complicated.
But at the same time, Wayne also found that he could actually understand her mood at this point.
Just like what I have been troubled by before.
It's just the fear of getting less than satisfactory results that prevents everything from starting.
So he chuckled and said, "Actually, I also really want to stay with Chris, right?"
Hearing his words, Chrissy's expression immediately became unnatural, and she deliberately looked away.
"Don't think that as long as you say all those nice things, I will be coaxed into being dizzy by you..." she murmured.
"Where?" Wayne said helplessly.
Moreover, if you say this, doesn't it fully prove that you are about to get dizzy?
He completed the class notes in three strokes, five by five, and divided by two. He took the notes and the information in the drawer and rushed to the academy president's office.
He was already familiar with the route after going through the process several times. When the assistant lady saw Wayne's figure, she didn't stop him and allowed Wayne to slip in directly.
As soon as he reached the door, he heard two familiar voices arguing.
"Your theory is simply wrong! It was completely wrong from the very beginning. As a result, the subsequent series of conjectures were all wrong. Of course, only one wrong result could be obtained!" One person shouted excitedly. .
"My theory itself must be right! It can't be wrong!" Another voice immediately shouted back.
"Perhaps it is because we failed to fully reproduce the scene at that time, so the experiment failed when we repeated it. This is just because a necessary condition is missing, so the results I derived are not valid..."
The office wasn't closed, so Wayne just stopped by the door.
However, he waited for a long time, and neither of them had any intention of stopping. Wayne had no choice but to knock on the door frame and signal: "Mr. Chairman, and teachers, I have important matters to report!"
Only then did the two quarreling people realize that someone was coming.
Conley blushed and had a thick neck. After looking at Wayne, he angrily walked to the sofa chair aside and sat down, drinking tea.
Chairman Harold cleared his throat, retreated to the chair and sat down, returning to his usual gentle and elegant state.
He acted as if nothing had happened just now, and asked in a very natural manner: "If there is anything you need, please tell me."
"Is such that……"
Wayne submitted the Lily Club's report to him and explained the Lily Club's title sponsorship plan.
Harold's plan immediately attracted his attention.
"You mean to certify certain groups or items in the name of the Lily Society? Although it is indeed profitable, will this have a negative impact on the reputation of the Lily Society?"
"This depends on internal review." Venn said. "The qualifications of the certified party shall be evaluated at least once before deciding whether to grant qualifications. Moreover, the number of places issued each year is limited and will be announced afterwards."
"Doing this will also help cultivate the Lily Club members' ability to deal with things and their collective sense of honor."
After a period of sorting out, Wayne's plan has been perfected.
After listening to his explanation, Harold thought for a while.
"You are the president of the Lily Club. In principle, I cannot interfere with your work. However, this is a new thing after all, so let's try it on a small scale for the time being."
What he means is to control the quantity to prevent the basket from getting too big and ending badly.
Wayne didn't look disappointed and nodded to express his understanding.
"By the way... Chairman, will you still go to the Royal Capital Cathedral today?"
Before leaving, Wayne asked one more question.
"What's wrong?"
For some reason, Harold seemed a little wary.
"I want to say that if you happen to be going, help me bring these two class notes to Tasia, so that I don't have to make an extra trip."
Alas, I don’t know how long it will take me to find a real solution to the problem...
Thinking of how tortured Tasia would be feeling now, Wayne was distracted for a moment.
Bai Gou just told himself that the clues were around him. But I only have a potion and formula that can change my appearance, so what use can it be used for? Could it be that the disease can be cured by letting Tasia's mother change her identity?
If I said this to Tasia, people might think that I was deliberately mocking her.
"That's it..." Harold's face became gentle and he said softly: "Actually, I pass by the church on the way home every day. It doesn't matter, just leave it here. I'll take it with you when we get home. .”
Um? It seems that the tone has become much more natural.
'When I mentioned the church just now, the chairman seemed a little worried that I would ask about something else...'
Thinking of this, Wayne looked back at Professor Conley sitting on the sofa nearby.
